Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

Vieille is unable to comprehend the scene before her. Where am I? Why is the king of Agartha here? But she quickly regains herself and begins to analyze the situation with the sagacity of her grandfather.

Perhaps word has leaked out about the Count of Liberg who protected them. The king of Agartha has raided the house as if he had a great opportunity to drive out the count who does not obey him. If so, they would not be prisoners. Rather, their reputation will be enhanced by defending the Count who protected them. On the contrary, by spreading the word about the arrogance of the king of Agartha who had raided this house, they would be able to ruin the reputation of the land and the king, and create an excuse for the Church to invade.

"Huh? Is this ......?"

As Vieille was about to complete the analysis in her head, she suddenly heard a voice, this voice was Cassel's voice. She gets up slowly. At that moment, a startling sight comes into her eyes.

The scene before her eyes was the one she had always seen in her room in the village of Klimiana.

"This is ....... Count Liberg is ......?"

Vieille looks around with wide-open eyes. Then he sees Cassel looking around with the same dismay.

"Kassel ......"

"Sister ....... Isn't this the ...... Count's mansion? When in the world did this happen?"

"I'm glad you both had a pleasant dream. Who is this Count Liberg? There's no one like that in Agartha, okay?"

Hearing the man's voice, they both shivered and stared at the owner of the voice, Linos, with their eyes wide open.

"Well, I'm glad you had a good night's sleep. Did you have good dreams? Anyway, I sent the kid on his way. He's not getting a good education. Make him start his manners all over again. I was worried when this monk said "Sister, sister". I'm relieved. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go, okay?"

As Linos turned on his heel, the door opened and soldiers brought in a gurney. A closer look revealed a young man with purple spots on his face.

"Ah... hah... gah..."

The man's body was shaking, his hands were on his neck and his mouth was wide open. Seeing this, Linos opens his mouth.

"My God! You are infected with Leroyance, aren't you? You poor thing is having a seizure! Oh, oh, you must be in pain. You're young by the looks of it. It's a dream come true when a young man with a future dies in front of you. Let's heal him right away, shall we?

The dialogue is inflectionless and devoid of any emotion, as if it were spoken in a bar. Moreover, he just hangs up in the middle of a sentence. Linos does not seem depressed by such a performance, but rather kneels down in front of the man and touches his hand on his body. After a while, the man begins to breathe, moving his shoulders up and down. Upon closer inspection, the purple spots on his face have disappeared. Linos and the others watch him, then slowly get up and walk out of the room.

Vieille and Cassel watched them go with stunned expressions. Immediately after that, a foul stench, which had become particularly bad recently, began to waft through the air. The smell brought both of them back to reality. Mulack, the bishop who had brought Linos here just a few moments ago, is calling Vieille's name, but she can't hear him. She staggered to her feet, fearfully opened the door to the next room, and quickly closed it. Vieille stands leaning against the door, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She saw the two bishops, who had died with purple spots all over their faces. She also remembered that they were the cause of the stench in the room.

Just five days ago, when I was praying with Bishop Jolina in this room, I heard a loud thump in the next room. I looked into the room and found the youngest bishop, Ruwalogue, lying on the floor with his eyes wide open.

Jolina rushed to help him, but he did not react. This scene, which had been seen frequently in this village over the past month, was rapidly driving Vieille to the brink. Ruwalogue not moving, Jolina frantically calling his name, and himself. All three of them have purple spots all over their bodies. Vieille had purple spots not only on her body but also on her face, transforming her beautiful face into an eerie, monstrous face.

Unable to stare at the scene, she backed away and went to the portrait of the main deity, Klimiana. There, she began to pray with all her heart. The disease they are suffering from now must be leroyance. Those with purple spots will surely die. And they collapse and die suddenly.

This disease is contagious. The doctors have decided that those who have contracted the disease are confined to the village, while those who have not are evacuated deeper into the forest. However, even at these evacuation sites, the cases continued to occur, and soon the village was filled with people who had purple spots floating in the air. The villagers began to spend most of the day in prayer, apart from eating a minimum of food. Vieille and some of the bishops were also infected and returned to their former life in the lodge.

It was strictly forbidden for those who had not contracted Leroyance to touch the dead because of the risk of contracting the disease. In the village, the dead were buried by those who had contracted the disease, but as more and more people died, the villagers began to leave their bodies alone and to spend more and more time in prayer. As a result, the village smelled of death everywhere, and the environment became even worse.

The doctors brought from their home country, who were proud of their work, could not cope with this situation at all. There is not a single beastman in the village. They had believed that Leroyance was transmitted by beastmen, and they were puzzled by this situation.

Under such circumstances, the death of many believers is surely imminent, and they do not know when it will happen. They are in regular contact with their home country, but the Irbezi River is flooding at this time of the year, and they do not expect any help. This is because there has never been a visit by an emissary from the home country. Even if the Church were to send its best doctors and medicines, who knows if the situation could be improved.

Vieille continued to pray desperately, almost crushed by the fear that he might die soon today. If he did not, he would go insane.

How much time had passed? When I came to, it was already dark. There was no one around. She calls Jolina's name, but there is no answer. She cast a light spell to brighten the room and looked fearfully into the room where Ruwalogue was lying.

There she found Jolina, who was lying on the floor with Lwarog, dying. She looked up and saw a mirror, and her eyes met the reflection of her own face, which was pale with eerie purple spots all over it.

"Oh no... ！！！！！"

She screamed as if something she had been holding back exploded. She desperately called out for her grandfather, her father, her mother, and her cousin Cassel, who might be in a nearby village. But no matter how much she called and screamed, no one answered her. She was all alone.

Then she kept praying. She prayed and prayed. In the morning, when the bishop came to check on her, she did not respond to his call at all, but only repeated her prayers for salvation. The bishops tried repeatedly to get Vieille to rest, but she resolutely ignored them. She did not feel that her life would end the moment she stopped praying.

How much time had passed? She remained in the same position for a long time, her consciousness fading. I almost fainted many times, but the smell of death, which was getting stronger and stronger, kept me from losing consciousness just in time. How much easier it would have been if I could have just passed out. However, the strong smell that was wafting through the air did not allow her to sleep, but only made her more fearful of death.

Just when she was on the verge of insanity, she suddenly heard a voice calling her name. She turned around and saw the image of an unfamiliar man. Upon closer inspection, he turned out to be Linos, King of Agartha.

Instantly she knew that she had to take a firm stand against Rinos. At the moment she was about to address him, she saw her left hand with its numerous purple spots and remembered her own disfigured appearance. Instinctively, she hid her changed face. And then her consciousness was cut off.

What had those five days in the mansion been about? Wasn't I cured of my illness? Such questions haunt me. But the scene before me was exactly the environment I had endured until now. The smell of mold wafting along with the stench of death, the damp air, the damp clothes. Moreover, there was black mold growing here and there. And in the next room, the bodies of two bishops are beginning to rot. .......

Must I go back to that life again? Are we to live our lives waiting for death, which we don't know when it will come? Will we endure the fear, the discomfort? As she thought about this, her eyes caught sight of the man who had just been healed by Linos. He was staring at Vieille. As soon as her eyes met his, she ran out of the room as if something had knocked her out of the room. And there she sees the back figure of Linos, the king of Agartha, and many diseased believers standing around him. And then, a stench hit my nose. The stench vividly reminded Vieille of the nightmare he had endured here with clenched teeth.

"Wait!"

Vieille was screaming unconsciously. Linos stopped moving. She screams desperately at his back.

"Please! Please! Help! Please help me! Please! Please!"

Linos turned his back and remained motionless. Vieille runs down the stairs of the lodge and clings to Linos' legs.

"Please! Help! Please! Help! Help! Help! I don't want to die! I don't want to die! I don't want to die! Help! Please help me! Please oh please oh please ！！！！"

Screaming and wailing, Vieille. There was a little girl sobbing like a child, without her status as the Pope's grandson, without her dignity, without her grace, without anything.

"My sister ......"

Cassel stood there as if in rapture at the sight of her. Vieille is still holding the hem of Linos' trousers, her white clothes covered in mud, and still wailing. Linos sighs and slowly turns his head to look alternately at Vieille and Cassel at his feet.

"Your Klimiana will help you, won't she?"

Linos opened his mouth with a gentle smile. Hearing his words, Vieille cried and shook her head.

"You are going to create a paradise here, aren't you? And your Lady Klimiana will protect you even in the face of a disaster of the Great Demon King's class, won't she? Now is the time to show me. Show me your blessings."

Vieille is shaking her head in small increments, muttering "No...... no....... Cassel is breathing hard and looking at Linos dumbly. Around him, the inhabitants of the village of Klimiana were watching with bated breath.

Linos looks around slowly. All of them are covered with purple spots. Sighing at the sight, Linos slowly turns on his heel and turns to face Vieille and the others.

"I can help you, can't I? It's probably leroyance you're afflicted with, isn't it? I don't know if it will ever be cured, but I'm going to make that purple spot go away.