"Such arrogance!" The guardsmen shouted as they drew their weapons.
"Unsheathe your weapon one more time and I will have your tongues severed." Thophel threatened causing the brave fiery soldiers to cower and submit like puppies.
"Here is the deal. Withdraw your forces and our Judge Khan promises to not only aid you financially but to also send 300 of our best warriors to fight for your king in the war." Oz offered.
"I refuse." Lord Rothild blatantly rejected Oz's offer. Manes were criminals by law who pirated the seas and fought for gold in unorthodox wars. No matter, their reputation, striking a deal with such forces was unacceptable.
"THEN WE FIGHT." Oz declared. He ordered his ship to turn back as their trip to the enemy camp seemed to have proved futile.
Watching Oz's ship fade into the waters, Thophel approached Lord Rothild saying...
"Wise choice. The emperor would have had your head on a spike if you had accepted such an offer."
"Shouldn't you report to the Emperor now?" Lord Rothild took a shot at trying to get rid of Thophel.
"Haha, don't worry, the Emperor isn't too worried about House Rothild."
"I see."
"...Are you aware of the 'Angels of the Lord'?"
"Of course, they serve are the ultimate shock troop of the Vatican crusaders, a single one is said to be able to handle 185,000 soldiers alone."
"Oz, slayer of ten thousand men is famous for dueling and triumphing over one."
"Hmm...why I am not surprised, a mane company has been proven as the second best vanguard serving army after all. I wonder if they truly do sacrifice their firstborn sons for such power."
"Ariel, strongest of the West, Knight Commander Idvil, the Western dragon, Phen the talented, the Knight wall, and so on. The Empire also has such monsters who cut through plates and leap over walls, bull-like humans who the historians call descendants of the giants."
"Descendants of the giants?"
"Yes. Historians and priests believe that our ancestors somehow escaped from the idolatrous Shiva continent to this continent which was home to the giants. After many years of battle, we conquered the giants, mated with them, and established civilizations as we now know. Humans capable of exceeding their limits and becoming such impenetrable force are said to have giant blood flowing through them." Thophel elucidated.
"And of course, there is no strong evidence to prove this."
"... I wonder what if they are truly too strong or we are simply too weak."
(Mature Theme) They divide the seas for their armies to march forward, they walk on water to surprise the enemy in his sleep, they multiply bread to quench the troop's hunger, they heal to give life to the dismembered soldier and they turn water to wine to celebrate victory after a long battle.
They who perform such marvels are called Miracle Workers, the esteemed warlords on one side of the wide, and Miracle Workers, the demonic heretics on the other.
Follow the life of Yeshu, a demonic heretic as he navigates himself in this two-sided world, founds a civilization, and kills his mother.
IN ESSENCE, WATCH HIM PERFORM A MIRACLE.
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