Chapter 12 (1/2)

Soul Of Negary Xu Ming 30930K 2022-07-21

Translator: La0o9  Editor: La0o9

When Comoros opened the door, the girl was already a corpse, her skin was pale from the lack of blood, her weak body collapsed on the ground, so fragile that one would feel regretful for her, there was even a strange sense of beauty in that.

Quite a few villagers were following Comoros. As they saw the girl’s body, they all gasped. This girl was the village chief’s granddaughter, a beautiful girl, the dream lover of many youths of the village, but now she was dead.

She was also once Comoros’ dream lover, but now that he saw her dead body, he didn’t feel regretful or mourning for her, instead, he felt extreme fear. His darkest memories, his moments of cowardice and weakness from a few days ago were being displayed right in front of his face.

Sure enough, the girl’s corpse once again spoke in an eerie tone of voice. The dead had spoken once more, but she wasn’t the one speaking.

『 Hak hak hak! Comoros, you have really disappointed me. At this point, someone is still preparing to go against my will! 』

“Benevolent Negary! Please forgive our foolishness and ignorance, we would absolutely never defy your will!” Comoros hurriedly prostrated. Affected by him, the other villagers also hurriedly prostrated themselves to the ground.

『 You might not, but someone else does. They intend to contact the heretic church of Divine Grace and go against my will. O’ foolish bunch, if you do not desire my glory, then I can only bestow the plague upon you 』

“Forgive us, great Negary! Who would do such a damned thing, please tell us the name of the sinner!” someone shouted in a frenzy: “They would be the sinner of this entire village, we would never forgive them!”

After seeing the village chief killed by Negary’s messengers after mere words of disrespect, and now a corpse talking, these villagers had completely been convinced of Negary’s existence. They were forced to fear the inevitable coming of the plague, the air of unrest quickly spread.

『 If that is the case, if you sacrifice the sinner to me, then I shall give you another chance 』Wang Yuan slowly spoke through the girl’s mouth: 『 The sinner is the man called Jacob Dakmi 』

『 Offer him to me, let my messengers take him away, and I shall consider forgiving you this once 』

『 Choose, the plague, or sacrifice, this will be the final chance I give to you 』after those final words, the girl’s mouth closed shut, and Wang Yuan stood waiting for the villagers’ reactions.

“Do we have any other choice?” Comoros stood up and loudly declared: “For his own benefits, Jacob had given up the faith of our Cauchy tribe, he is not simply a sinner of our village, he is the sinner of the Cauchy tribe as a whole!”

“To protect the village, we have no other choice!”

“This youngster is also growing” Wang Yuan praised Comoros’ performance.

Under his guidance, Jacob was abandoned by his own village, a mob of people were rushing towards Jacob’s house. At this point, the mob was already completely swept by their emotions. The few that were still rational couldn’t do anything to change the bigger picture, against the threat of the plague, most of them had already gone insane.

“Two days later, we will go and seek help from the church of Divine Grace” Jacob pulled his wife’s hand: “Before that, I have to bring you somewhere safe, it’s too dangerous in the village right now”

“Jacob…” when Isabella was about to say something, various noises came from outside his house, most of them were calling for Jacob to give himself up for the sake of the village’s peace.

“How is that possible!?” Jacob’s expression turned grim. He hurriedly took the knight’s sword hung on the table and faced the mob of people that broke down his door, glaring at the young man leading them.

Comoros, everything only happened after he returned.

“Jacob, you wanting to seek help from the heretic church had incurred the wrath of Lord Negary. So that the village would not fall to the plague, for the sake of the village’s safety, please put down your weapon and cease your resistance!” Comoros was forcing himself to maintain a somber expression, but the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but perk up a little.