Chapter 90: We Speak with Truth and Iron Fist
In every sense, Jonathan and Dewen's not-so-pleasant encounter around the corner is a very embarrassing and unfortunate thing, but thinking about it in another way, it is also a great thing for Nagi to be able to let Dewen, who just sold his teammates and ran away without thinking, suffer from the retribution of the present world so quickly.
"I understand the general situation, I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to fight such a powerful enemy when I was selfishly satisfying my appetite. β
Dragging Professor Devin into the room with one hand, Mr. Jonathan, who had learned from Nagi's mouth what had just happened, said apologetically, his remorse for not being able to help him was much more pleasing to Nagi's eyes than the villain named Devin before.
"This is no longer a situation you can handle, Mr. Jonathan," Baldwin's flat but loud voice suddenly sounded in the distance, half-kneeling, "thanks to you, the atmosphere here has eased a lot, and we should already thank you a thousand times." β
"This voice, could it be that you'reβ"
Jonathan, who had worked for a long time in the Basilica of the Holy Light in Rory, had met Baldwin a few times, but most of the time he had gone to Baldwin's office with the other Knights of Punishment to receive the Pope's assignment to the Inquisition, and the two did not have a deeper relationship.
"This guy's name is Baldwin, do you know him? Well, he's your former boss in a sense. β
Nagi, who didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Baldwin's gourd who suddenly interjected at this time, answered Jonathan's doubts for him first, Nagi knew very well that Jonathan, who was a knight of punishment, jumped from the Inquisition to his own academy was not just a labor dispute in the general sense, and for the church that has always valued loyalty, Jonathan's behavior was tantamount to defection, although these clergymen did not dare to act rashly in the academy and the imperial capital guarded by the head of the academy, but it was not necessarily the case in this deserted Fuyuki Peninsula.
"Really, is it really Lord Baldwin? My father once participated in the holy war initiated by your father, and if it weren't for all kinds of accidents, maybe I would have joined the Holy Alliance against the Ottomans!"
After listening to Nagi's explanation, he didn't care about the look that Nagi was desperately trying to give him, and Jonathan clapped his hands and exclaimed in surprise and joy like a child who had received a satisfying birthday present.
"It is here that I heard that Mr. Jonathan has recently devoted himself to the glorious cause of education, and I am really congratulated. β
Baldwin, who grimaced at Nagi's angry face, took off his heavy helmet and put it on the ground, showing his iconic silver mask to Jonathan, nodded.
"Alrightβ" Barack deliberately dragged the tail end again from the top of everyone's heads, and the originally somewhat cheerful atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point because of his opening, and Barack, who acquiesced to Nagi's explanation of the situation to Jonathan, seemed to have finally exhausted his patience, "I didn't let you come here to do a lot of business. β
"If continuing to humiliate us makes you happy, I don't mind continuing to listen to you," Baldwin took a breath of relief and used his long sword as a crutch to support himself and stood up from the ground tremblingly, although he didn't want to be the first to stand up, but as the heir of the king, the department would not be qualified without the courage to take responsibility, "You won, didn't you?" Or do you think that it is difficult for two little girls who have not yet reached adulthood to show that you are noble and different?"
"Have I allowed you to interject?"
With a flick of the bullet that knocked Baldwin to the ground again, Barack showed no sign of backing down, and it was clear that Baldwin's sarcastic flattery was not what he wanted.
"That newcomer, you're also a knight, I'll give you two choices," Turning his head to look at Jonathan standing beside Nagi, Barack stretched out two fingers with a wicked smile on his face and said, "Choice one, challenge me with no self-esteem, and then fail like their bunch of waste; Like everyone else, if you don't want to serve your poor Creator God right now. β
"Jonathan, he's not a knight of the church anymore, he has nothing to do with us!
Struggling to get up from the ground, Baldwin did not fall into the trap for Jonathan's betrayal as Nagi imagined, on the contrary, when Nagi saw him dragging his injured body to try to defend Jonathan only to be knocked to the ground again by Barack, Nagi felt deeply guilty for his previous thoughts, although he was not the perfect knight who would never give up as people imagined, but there was no doubt that he had never forgotten the oath he had made.
"When you killed our children who had never studied magic at all in order to prevent the continuation of magic by blood, did you think that they had nothing to do with us? β
"Mr. Jonathan, recognize the reality, there is no justice in this world, the truth or anything has always been handed over to others by fists. β
Falling to his knees on the ground, Chersugan No. 1 threw his knees on the ground, and although his approach seemed to Nagi to be a trick, in this situation, it was better to choose to cooperate neatly than to fight against an invincible enemy.
"Please, please hold your hand high......"
Seeing the example of Chersugen, who was an elder, Joan, who also pursued pragmatism, also fell to her knees with a thud, in her opinion, since she could kneel for God, for the Pope, and even for Baldwin, who was by her side at the moment, then it would not hurt to have one more Barack, anyway, the reason why she had to give up her discipline was nothing more than to live longer in this world.
"Hey, you're enough!"
It's not like you need to be the first to set an example, and although Chersugan and Joan don't have anything to blame for doing this, it doesn't prevent Nagi from feeling unusually unhappy with their undisciplined performance.
"There is only one truth," said Jonathan, unbuttoning his pajamas and exposing his granite-solid muscles to the cold air, Jonathan spread his legs and put one hand on his powerful beating heart in his chest, looking up at the air and smiling with satisfaction, "that justice will prevail!"
"Huh. β
Chersugan, who knew that the other party had made up his mind, was not saying anything, but he knew very well that Jonathan's chance of victory was zero, and his justice could not help him defeat a strong enemy, and he knew that the arrogant guy was not a bluff, his arrogance was just a calmness shown under the premise of absolute strength.