I Got Reincarnated Into a Game I Was a Top-Ranker in and I Became the Leader of a Villain Group That Will Destroy This Shitty Country - 56

Chapter 56: Alwyn’s Pitiful Wish

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“Guh-! Guheeaahhhh!!”

I grabbed him by the hair and threw him down. Of course, the Pope was scared shitless after witnessing how easily we had defeated the Crusaders. It seemed he had lost the strength in his waist and knees, seeing he was unable to even stand. 

Sighing, I looked down at the hand that had touched him. 

…Disgusting. I will need to wash this hand with his blood later. 

“Don’t worry, Pope. There’s someone else who will kill you. Not us.”

“Wha-What?”

“Do you really not know? It’s Rielle.”

The moment he heard that name, the Pope’s eyes widened. I chuckled softly. 

“Yes, that’s right. That Rielle, the daughter of the woman you burned at the stake. Remember her now?”

“Hi-Hiiii-!!!”

“Right. Of course you don’t. After all, you’ve executed hundreds of innocent people by burning at the stake for your greed.”

In the game that I had played in my previous life, there were no scenes of people being burned at the stake or the underground basement where women were being raped by the church everyday. There were only hints of it in the text of the side quests and I only made an educated guess based on all the hints. 

However, my guess turned out to be right and the realization truly made me feel sick. The person in front of me was not a human. Even if Rielle would be the one to deliver the final blow, I felt like I had to beat this trash to a pulp first before I could feel satisfied. 

“He-Help me… Help me!! My life!! At least, spare my life!!”

“Shut up, you piece of shit.”

“GUAHHH-?!”

Imbuing my leg with a little bit of magic, I kicked him in the stomach. His body flew in the air before he fell down miserable, adding more injury to his tattered state.

“Guaaaahhh!!! Cough!! Cough!! Puheeee!!”

“Now then, I have a few questions I’d like to ask. If you answer them truthfully, I may stop kicking you.”

No matter what this guy did, I had already decided that he deserved to die. In fact, I planned on making him feel twice the pain that he had inflicted on others before he was allowed to die.

However, the word ‘stop kicking’ caught his attention. Still trembling from pain, the Pope yelled out desperately.

“Cough! Cough…! Wha-What is it?! Ask away!! I will tell you everything!! Ju-Just ask me!!”

“…First.”

I pressed my foot against his stomach and asked quietly. 

“Where are the other women? Where are you imprisoning them at?”

“…Hiii?!”

“The basement in the warehouse is not the only one. There’s no way you only have 12 women locked. Tell me, where are the others?”

“The-They’re in the warehouse near the Fourth Chapel..!! They’re locked in the basement of a warehouse, similar to this one!!”

“How many women have you imprisoned?”

“Tha-That’s…!! Cough!! Arghhh!!”

Seeing him hesitating for a split second, I immediately kicked him. His body was already ragged and smeared with bloody mud. He looked even more pathetic and disgusting. Ignoring his sorry state, I approached him and he immediately opened his mouth with tears streaming down his face. 

“Thi-Thirty eight!!”

“….”

“Thirty-Thirty eight…!! Only thirty eight!! That’s all… ARGHH?!”

“….Only? That’s all….?”

By the time I realized it, I had kicked him straight in the face. Chills ran down my spine, causing my leg to act first before my mind could catch up. 

‘Only’? Just 38…? This guy… This guy is really…

“Only…?”

“No-no! Tha-That was a slip of tongue-!! ARGHHH!!”

“…Filthy bastard.”

Unable to contain her disgust, Nia summoned a black spear and pierced the Pope’s shoulder with it, eliciting a hideous scream from this trash. 

“…Oi.”

“Argh…!! Arghhh..!! Ye-Yes…?!”

“How many others have you imprisoned? How many others have you… Harmed?”

“Tha-That’s…!!”

“No, forget it.”

Enough. Rielle, I’m sorry but I think I can’t anymore. This guy is just….

Just like Rielle’s mother, the Pope had accused the people that went against the church as heretics and burned them at the stake. He also sold useless well water under the guise of Holy Water to people like Zinnerman-san. This bastard had destroyed countless families. Playing the role of a holy saint during worship in the church and imprisoned dozens of women and raped them, treating people like livestock… This guy was beyond redemption. He needed to be killed. He was too wretched to be kept alive.

“Hi-Hiiii!!!! No-No!! Sto-Stop! Stop it!! Pplease!!”

“…Die.”

“Ki-Kiyaa!!”

I raised my blood-stained sword. I just needed to stab this guy in the neck and everything would be over. I originally planned on letting Rielle take her deserved revenge, I wanted to make the Pope suffer more, but my emotions were going awry. Overwhelmed by disgust, I couldn’t bear to wait any longer. I channeled my magic into my hand and the sword immediately burst into flames. 

Just as I was about to aim for his neck..

“NOOOO!!!”

A desperate heartfelt cry came from the side. I instinctively stopped moving and turned toward the direction of the sound. There, I saw Alwyn rushing toward me. She had already removed her blindfold. Her eyes were swollen and red. She was clearly not in the right headspace. Even though she had witnessed the worst nightmare possible, she immediately knelt down the moment she reached me.

“Ple-Please…. I beg of you… Cough, cough…! Please, just once!! Just once!! Please give Himmler-sama another chance!! Just once…!!”

“Alywn…”

“Please… Please… No more death… Please, no more death…. I don’t want anymore death… Enough…”

“….”

She had completely lost her sanity. All that remained of her was pure instinct as she clung to my feet and sobbing uncontrollably. In the midst of coughing fit and vomiting, she continued to plead desperately.

“Alwyn, I’m sorry, but this guy has to die.”

“Hi-Hiiii?!”

“You heard it too, right? This thing is not human. Let alone a clergyman, he’s not even worth calling a human. This thing is trash, scum, filth. In fact, none of those words can represent how malicious this thing is, Alwyn.”

“No… No…. Please… Please… Aaah…. Arghhhh!!”

“…”

 Despite my attempt at reasoning with her, Alwyn just kept repeating the same words like a broken doll. No, in fact, it seemed my words didn’t reach her at all. 

She knew. Logically speaking, she knew that the Pope deserved to have his innards torn apart and killed. This guy didn’t deserve to say anything against it. This was his well-deserved karma. Alwyn, out of all people, knew this the best. 

And yet, she still shook her head desperately, behaving like a child throwing a tantrum. It was clear to see that Alwyn couldn’t be reasoned with for now.

“Aaaahhhhh!!! No!! Nooo!!!”

Gritting my teeth, I infused the sword with my magic once again. Black flames surged forth and Alwyn’s scream grew louder. My body trembled. My heart was getting muddled, I felt like I was going to lose something in me when suddenly…

“Kai!!”

Chloe ran to me as fast as she could and shook her head repeatedly. Gasping, I looked down again at Alwyn, who was still clinging to my leg. 

She was soaked in tears. Her clothes and hair caked in mud. She was groaning helplessly. Her usual meek and gentle demeanor was nowhere to be seen. 

“Please… Please… Cough!! Cough!! Kai-san, I beg of you…Please don’t kill him… I can’t… I can’t bear any more death… Please…!!”

“….”

Finding out that her important benefactor was a wicked man. Knowing that this important benefactor was a scum that raped women… Having everything she believed her whole life crumbled away in a single night… Seeing the Pope in his filthy state, seeing the blood, witnessing the scenes of mass slaughter… And now, knowing there were 38 women who had been violated by the church… 

Alwyn’s spirit had already deteriorated to the point no words could express it. It was clear to see how destroyed she was. I had never seen her like this, not even in the game. Hence why, I couldn’t stop myself from trembling.

“Please… Please… Ple-Cough!! Cough!! Argh…. Please… Hic…”

“…Kai.”

“…”

Chloe’s voice was full of anguish as she called out to my name. Looking at Alwyn, who was still clinging to me, I started to think. 

The Pope was her important life savior and her mentor. If someone as dear as me were to be killed before my eyes… If I had to hear the sound of my comrade impaled and killed to pulp… If I were to hear every single sound of massacre…

Could Alwyn continue living her life like normal?

“…I will give you three days, Pope.”

No, I can’t do it. 

Given how broken Alwyn was, if I were to kill the Pope right now… The damage would be irreparable.

“Confess all of your sins to the public. The basement, the holy water, tells everything to the people. Find and make a full list of the number and names of all the people you’ve burned alive. The people you’ve executed for your filthy greed.”

“….Ah… Hii-!”

“Apologize. Apologize for all of your sins. Kneel in front of the people. If you do that, I will spare your life.”

Of course, I was lying. I didn’t have any intention in keeping this scum alive. I didn’t even want to. Whether he apologized or not, his end remained the same. He was destined to be killed by me and Rielle. 

However, if he were to apologize, Alwyn’s mental anguish might ease up, even if it was just for a little bit. 

“You owe your life to Alwyn. If it’s not for her, you would’ve died right here and there.”

As if my words were the trigger, Alwyn lost consciousness. Realizing that the Pope wouldn’t die here, she lumped down onto the ground. The strength that she had exerted suddenly disappeared. I gently lifted Alwyn. Even though she was unconscious, she still continued to whimper and cry. 

“Three days, Pope.”

Leaving only those words behind, I nodded to Chloe and Nia before turning away. 

While we were on our way to the other basement prison where the other women were being imprisoned, Chloe spoke up first.

“Kai, this is just my personal opinion, but I don’t think that guy-“

“Yeah, he’ll never apologize.”

I cut her off. After all, someone who could go around imprisoning dozens of women and violating them would never apologize. The only reason I didn’t kill him right off the bat was because I didn’t want to show more anguish to Alwyn. 

“He’ll never apologize and he won’t publicly admit his sins either. Most probably, he’s going to ask for support from the royal family and gather the Crusaders to try to crush us.”

“…”

“At that time, I will crush him thoroughly again. This time, I won’t kill him until he admits the Church’s true nature in front of the people. And when the people’s anger has been directed both to the royal family and the Church… I will kill him.”

“But if you do that, Alwyn will…”

“Well, you can’t please everyone, you know? If she’s going to hate me then so be it.”

To be honest, I don’t want her to hate me. She’s one of the characters I’ve been seeing the most while playing the game. She’s dear to me and I really don’t want her to hate me. 

“But, this is something that must be done. Well… Anyway, we’ll need to start preparing for the things that will happen in three days.”

“…”

“….Uuuu….”

In my arms, Alwyn began to whimper in distress. 

I shouldn’t have brought her along after all. 

This kind of scene never happened in the game, so I thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea to let Alwyn know the truth while we were at it. However, I never imagined the impact would be this harsh on her. I also didn’t expect the church would be this rotten… The gravity of reality was truly beyond my imagination. 

“Let’s rescue the women who are still imprisoned and return home after that.”

The reality we had to face was more painful than imagined. Heavy air lingered between us until we heard the cheers of the people that we had liberated from the basement.

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T/N: The only unrealistic part is there’s only females in the basement.