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 - 63

Chapter 63: Everyone’s Revenge

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It was midnight. A man was desperately running through the forest near the church. This man’s name was Himmler, the one who had served the empire as its Pope. 

“Haa..!! Haaa…!! Damn it!! Damn it!!!”

It’s over. It’s all over. 

The moment he witnessed the Crusaders annihilated by Nia’s magic, he burst out of his room like a madman. The faint hope lingering in his mind vanished in an instant, leaving only despair in its wake. He continued to run, even as he stumbled and his holy ceremonial dress was torn to shreds by the trees. 

“That damned prince…!! Those worthless nobles!! How dare they abandon me like this!!”

He knew. The power of the demons he had seen earlier… The power of Shadow was absolute. Even if the imperial army came to help her, victory was still nowhere within his grasp. However, maybe… Maybe if the crown prince had dispatched the black magicians he had told him about the other day… Maybe they’d stood a chance against Shadow. 

In his desperate mind, only rage brewed. Again and again, dozens of times… Hundreds of times.. He cursed the imperial family and the prince, all while forcing his fat legs to move. 

“Haaa!! Hiii!! Haaa!! Damn it!! Cough!! Ugh…!!”

He was out of breath. He was crying even, but he couldn’t afford to stop running. Though trying to defeat the demons might seem impossible now, but at least the demons were distracted by Kaltz. The Pope was still holding onto a sliver of hope that he might be able to escape. 

What would he do after he escaped though? Leave the empire? However, right now, he couldn’t bother thinking about what to do next. Fear was coursing through his veins. His survival instinct was screaming at him. Despite his disgusting appearance, Himmler was still trying to save his life. 

“They’re… They’re definitely going to kill me!!”

Knowing how cruel the demon—Kai could be, he forced his legs to run. The Pope wanted to live. Even though he had trampled upon countless women’s dignity, even though he had toyed with people’s life, he still wanted to live. 

Fortunately, as if in response to his wish to live, a light could be seen in the distance. A light meant life. It meant there was somebody there.

“Oh! Oohhh!!”

To the Pope, who had been trembling from fear, the light he saw was practically his savior. He couldn’t even remember the direction he had been running. However, he was positive there must be residential houses nearby. He could ask for a potion and escape from this country. 

It’ll be fine. I will go somewhere far away and live quietly after that.. 

Hope sprouted and the Pope dashed forward. The light grew stronger and there… He saw the sight of dozens of people. 

“Ple-Please help me! I’m Himmler, the pope!! Right now, the demons are slaughtering the Crusaders–”

The Pope yelled as he emerged from the forest, but the moment he saw the faces of the people who had been waiting for him, his mouth was left open in disbelief. 

“…”

“…”

“…”

Dozens of people were standing there, each of them wielding dangerous weapons. They were all staring at him with faces full of disgust and hatred. However, that was just the tip of the iceberg. The thing that shocked him the most was the sight of three girls standing directly in front of him. 

“… Your sins will not be forgiven, Pope.”

The girl standing on the left was Yenny, the daughter of Zinnerman. She was the victim of his fake holy water and until recently, this poor girl had been in comatose. 

“Are you ready to be burned at the stake?”

Standing on the right was Rielle, the girl whose mother he had burned at the stake wrongfully. Rielel had been obsessed in taking revenge ever since then. 

And lastly… 

“…Himmler-sama.”

Seeing the face of the girl standing in the middle, the Pope suddenly fell to the ground. After all… That girl was the one he had taken in. The one he had raised. Someone who should had been on his side. 

“You’ve ruined your last chance.”

“A-ALWYN!!”

“You should’ve apologized. You should’ve begged for forgiveness from everyone and yet… You chose to hide your sins by committing an even greater sin.”

“WHY ARE YOU HERE..?!?! WHY ARE ALL OF YOU HERE?!”

“We’re the Resistance.”

Rielle spoke quietly. A smirk was forming on her lips. 

“We’re a gathering of people who have been driven to despair by your church and the atrocities the empire has committed.”

“Re-Resistance?! Yo-You..!!”

“Do you know what this is, Pope?”

Despite the growing hostility thrown by the Pope, Rielle calmly took out a bottle from her pocket and shook it slightly. She looked downright cruel now, a stark difference from how timid she normally behaved. 

Upon seeing the color of the liquid swirling inside the bottle, the Pope flinched. 

“Po-Power Elixir?! But why now-… Don’t tell me?!”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Taking a deep breath, Rielle looked up at the sky. Not a single cloud to be seen. The beautiful night sky was in full bloom. Beneath it… An endless stream of torture was about to begin. 

“You can’t die until every person here has exacted their revenge on you. You see, this potion… It’s quite effective, you know?”

“A-Arghh…!!”

“Prepare yourself, Pope.”

Dozens of people waiting behind Rielle gradually approached the Pope. 

“U-UWAGGHHH!!!”

Amidst the chilling screams echoing in the space, Rielel’s voice rang out loud and clear. 

“We’ll make sure you pay for all the pain we’ve endured so far.”

It was a declaration of vengeance. 

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