The Status Window Disappeared

Breton Empire (8)

Chris had never killed a priest before.

He wasn’t a particularly faithful believer, but it was obvious that killing a priest would have a bad aftertaste.

It is not a matter of remorse or remorse.

Killing a priest in this world could result in divine punishment.

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Miracles and magic are a real world, so if it is natural, it is natural.

Even if you don’t receive divine punishment, you’re a member of a powerful group… It’s also not a very smart idea to touch a member of a religious group.

But Chris was just reluctant to kill the priest.

If the priest in front of him revealed his true identity, he could kill her without hesitation.

Noticing the determination in Chris’ eyes, the priestess tried to speak calmly.

“Thank you for your hard work, Chris. The Cadral Church will not forget the hard work of its followers.”

“How did you know my name?”

It’s not like there’s a name tag attached to your coat.

Chris put strength into the hand holding the longsword and raised his alertness.

The priestess sighs and speaks as if reprimanding him.

“Calm down. In the first place, I arrived at the follower thanks to Cadral-sama’s guidance. We know very well why Chris hid in Rondanium.”

“Then why did you come with a handful of assassins?”

Chris, who laughed at her absurd remark, said as if giving a reproach.

The opponent seems to know everything about him, so playing with the sword hastily here is the worst of the bad.

It seemed like it wouldn’t be too late to cut a knife after listening to the story.

However, there was no time for the two of them to chat comfortably.

The place where the battle with the assassins took place was in a relatively quiet neighborhood, but no matter how much it was, there was no way I couldn’t have noticed the loud sound of swords.

Unsurprisingly, the sound of the guards’ boots came faintly to Chris’s ears as he stood upright.

“Let’s move.”

After exposing the stunned assassin, Menchris took the priestess and headed to Elom’s mansion.

They hid in the backyard, avoiding the eyes of the servants, and only then were they able to feel at ease.

As Chris took a deep breath and tried to repeat the question he had asked earlier, the priestess volunteered to open her mouth.

“The recent serial killings in the capital targeted officials of our church.”

“… yes?”

Chris makes a dumb noise at a slightly out of the box story.

She pointed to the fallen assassin on the floor, trying to make it easier for him to understand.

“These guys are killing the members and clergy of our church.”

“why?”

The priestess slightly frowned at the overly plain question.

“It is difficult to explain simply here. Please move this guy to our church. Then, I will give you information about this incident and the disappearance of the status window.”

“Hmm?”

Chris couldn’t hide his surprised expression.

What is the connection between the serial murder that occurred in Rondanium and the disappearance of the status window?

The priestess stopped talking and waited for Chris’ answer, as if she wouldn’t say anything more here.

After thinking about it for a while, Chris finally decided to follow the priestess.

There was anxiety that her invitation might be a trap, but the bait in front of my eyes was too attractive to just pass by.

There was no way I could refuse to say that he handed over the information I was looking for without any countermeasures.

The two put on their hoods again and went out into the street.

The main gate of the Cadral Temple located on the outskirts of Rondanium was firmly closed, but when the priestess knocked like a Morse signal, it opened immediately.

Unlike Elom’s mansion, they passed through well-maintained gardens and entered the golden temple.

‘As expected, they are money ghosts.’

As Chris was chewing on the expensive and fancy decorations unique to the temple, the armed paladins greeted the priestess.

They take over the assassin from Chris and lead the two underground.

For Chris, who was planning to run away in case of emergency, it is not a very desirable place.

“Do I really have to go down?”

“You came all the way here, so what… … .”

He was stabbed in many ways, so he had no choice but to instinctively save.

However, fortunately, the officials of the temple did not notice the secret magic of sucking.

If Chris had known that he was involved with Elgar, the paladins around him would have drawn their swords long ago.

The esoteric she created seemed far superior to his expectations.

But seeing the way down to the basement, I couldn’t help but feel another anxiety overtake me.

It’s impossible to go back to the mansion now, but seeing Chris like that, the priestess shrugged and went down first.

Eventually, Chris reluctantly followed her.

Fortunately, the basement of the temple was brightly lit like daylight.

There was an atmosphere as solemn as that of a tomb, but it was never damp or dark.

On the wall of the cellar, the statue of Cadral was glaring at the two.

The priestess introduced herself anew in a room full of statues and candles.

“I am Hebra, Cadral-nim’s handmaid.”

“Ah yes. My name is Chris, a former mercenary. Nice to meet you. Isn’t the weather nice today?”

When Chris, who wanted the story to move quickly, scolded her with nonsensical remarks, Hebra didn’t respond and just looked at her.

She gets to the point in a stiff tone, as if she’s just being polite.

“The incident where players’ status windows disappeared a while ago was something our church was planning.”

“… yes?”

I wanted the other person to tell me in a cool way, but this went a little too far.

Hebra said, enjoying Chris’ reaction.

“Let me explain in more detail. How much do you know about the status window, Chris?”

“I know at least that it is not a power derived from Arios Online.”

Chris answered cautiously, recalling the information Tyrone provided.

The priestess nodded and added a little more detail.

“you’re right. In fact, the status window that players were using was a power created in ancient times. To put it simply, you can see it as a kind of training program for believers.”

“A program for cultivating believers?”

The fact that the status window has existed since ancient times was known from Tyrone.

However, it is unfamiliar that it is a program for cultivating believers.

Hebra gives an easy-to-understand example as if he understands his confusion.

“Although it has changed in many ways now, the purpose of the status window is to foster believers. The skills players use are only a small part of the status bar’s capabilities. By the way, the skill was originally introduced to help the acquisition of skills.”

“Hmm?”

Hebra smiles lightly as Chris still doesn’t get it.

From the looks of it, he seemed to be secretly enjoying his stumbling block.

“Players have only been using skills so far, not trying to learn them themselves. So most of them wouldn’t know. If you don’t mind, would you like to try it now?”

“… One-day sword.”

Chris, with a suspicious look on his face, pulled out his longsword and activated one of the Sword Demon’s skills.

The magical energy inside the body moves automatically and covers the top of the sword with a blue sword.

He remembered the sensation well and tried it again after the skill was over.

“Suck!”

I didn’t shout the skill name, so it didn’t activate.

However, a very thin black tinge was formed on Chris’ sword.

Although it was clumsy, Chris, who succeeded in copying the skill, felt as if he had been hit hard on the head.

Why hadn’t he even tried this before?

It’s been a while since I got back the status window, but until now, the idea of directly learning skills was impossible.

It was because the stereotype that the status window originated from Arios Online worked too much.

Hebra, who watched his attempt, continued to explain.

“Although it’s a bit old, the skills in the status window were created based on the technologies that existed in this world. So once you get used to it, you can open it without the help of the status window.”

“Could it be that all other skills can be learned like this?”

“of course. Is the skill system originally meant for that?”

A terrible sense of self-blame and a sense of accomplishment that surpassed that filled Chris’s chest.

It is clear that all players, including myself, are retards who have no room for salvation.

But I’m glad I found out about this even now.

While Chris was delighted with the unexpected good news, Hebra quietly cleared his throat.

He regains his senses and focuses on her story.

“The original status window had many other features. Arbitrarily determine the direction of the owner’s growth, temporarily change the class… … .”

“Ah, I know that. But why did you plan to make the status window disappear?”

“The current status window is not a complete object, and all of them have been discontinued for a reason. But someone combined summon spells into the status bar and spread it. In the end, players summoned to another world were summoned here with an ancient status window attached.”

Chris was very nervous at Hebra’s words, which became noticeably serious.

I’m not sure why you brought him here, but I’m sure you’ll regret it if you skip this story lightly.

“As you well know, Chris-sama, the players who have crossed into this world are causing great chaos everywhere. Because of this, the gods, including Cadral, tried to reseal the power at once.”

“Is that possible?”

Chris asked her out of pure curiosity.

I thought the black flag caused the disappearance, but the temple did this… … .

Something didn’t fit the image.

Hebra nodded calmly without being annoyed.

“Didn’t the status window say it was a follower training program? Since it was originally a power from God, they were able to seal it sufficiently. But we didn’t notice the presence of the black flag then.”

“Are they a problem?”

“The plan was thwarted because of the black flags. Because they were one step ahead of us, the ceremony to seal the status window that we had been ambitiously preparing for was gone. Thanks to that, the Temple Alliance has exhausted its strength in vain.”

Chris, who unexpectedly learned the secret of the disappearance of the status window, fell into deep trouble.

Although he had been chasing the culprit of the disappearance so far, it wasn’t to return the status window to the players.

In fact, it is good for him to remain as long as possible.

It didn’t do him any good if the missing status window was resolved.

Like the Prime Minister of the Breton Empire, there are quite a few players among those who think Chris is an enemy and those who consider him an enemy.

Hebra, who read his expression, nodded.

“Chris would like to help us track down the black flag. It’s nice that the player’s status window is sealed, but it doesn’t mean anything until they use it.”

“Why are you folding?”

Although he had guessed roughly when he saw through his identity at once, Chris dared to ask a question to confirm.

It was clear that they had been watching them for a long time.

However, judging from the willingness to propose cooperation like this, it seems that he is unaware of the deal with Elgar.

Indeed, Herba gave an answer exactly as he had expected.

“Chris-nim has long been known as a player without a status window. Not only do you hate the black flag, but you are well aware of the harm the players have done to the world. So, I believed that they would be happy to cooperate with us.”

Chris originally intended to go after the black flag with Tyrone.

Like the class change he had, it was clear that robbing the functions of the status window they restored would be very useful.

But the black flag is too big an enemy for just two people to handle.

In such a situation, a powerful group like the Cadral Church offered a helping hand, and Chris couldn’t refuse.

But he didn’t forget to ask one last question before making a decision.

“But under those conditions, isn’t there any reason for me to cooperate? If it’s a simple symbiotic relationship, there’s no return for me. Moreover, what about the assassins from earlier? Why are they killing cult officials in the middle of the capital?”

If you accept this request simply to be together, you will be no different from a third-class mercenary.

And I wondered if the assassins were also members of the Black Flag, but… Chris’ experience and senses denied it.

All the members of the Black Flag he had dealt with so far had the aura of a fugitive.

This is probably due to the nature of the Black Flag, which places great importance on stealth.

However, the guys I had dealt with earlier didn’t show that kind of sign.

They certainly had excellent skills, but they were so proud that they felt more like civil servants than assassins.

Hebra answered Chris’ question very easily.

“Didn’t you capture the last one to find out? Actually, it’s not that I can’t guess, but… It’s because I need certainty. And we will think about the conditions that Chris will be satisfied with and tell you.”

“Then let’s hear the results of the interrogation.”

It was as if he had been captured alive by Chris alone, so he thought he had the right to hear the outcome.

Hebra nodded willingly and allowed him to observe.