I’m Going to Destroy this Country

‘But I didn’t expect not even one to figure out the correct answer.’

The correct route isn’t the only one he’s taken. They’ve willingly stepped on a mine, so to speak.

Well, it’s understandable.

This is a space where even higher-ranked knights wander if they don’t know the principles.

Then, did Isaac figure out the correct answer through magic?

No, not at all.

There was a much simpler way to pass, even without such methods.

From the beginning, before entering the treasure vault, didn’t the elder give a hint to the candidates?

-You are messengers of God, like the Saintess. Don’t forget that you are Saints. If you remember only this fact, you will be able to obtain what the Madam wants.

There’s only one thing that means.

‘Act as a Saint, as a Saintess.’

And the strategy for the first section under such conditions?

Most would think this way:

This is a trial to find a safe path as a guide for humanity!

But it’s different.

The right path? A safe path?

Don’t make me laugh!

Those kinds of paths, one can discern through knowledge naturally once they reach above the 6th rank and age.

Why would they train those who are destined to become 10th rank Saints in such a way from the start?

Initially, it would be much faster to leave that kind of thing to veterans in that field.

The Saints know this all too well.

Then, what is being asked of them?

‘Humans instinctively choose what appears safe and good.’

But a Saint shouldn’t do that.

The survival instinct is an extremely natural desire as a human, but at the same time, an incredibly selfish desire.

However, a Saint is a messenger of God, who isn’t even permitted that natural desire.

Can you confidently choose that path, knowing it leads to death?

In short, the first section is a trial that tests that ‘fear’.

Anybody could see it was a path leading to a fall, a rotten tightrope, a road that seemed to lead to death.

You just have to choose the one that looks the most ominous and undesirable.

That was the real answer in the 1st vault.

Well, even if you know the answer, it might still be too much for the kids.

‘Even if you know in your head, it’s not easy to purposely grab a rotten tightrope.’

It was astonishingly simple, but that’s why Isaac wasn’t exactly happy.

This place must be a treasure vault created by the gods of wealth and disaster.

It’s almost like they’re indoctrinated to be this way.

Like they’ve been brainwashed from a young age to become their ideal type.

It’s no wonder the Saints aren’t afraid of death and can self-destruct facing the Skeleton King.

He couldn’t say he liked it.

Of course, he planned to feast on it as much as he could.

Well, bringing Shuri along, even then, there’s a chance of failure sometimes…

Bang!!

“Argh!”

He was just intended as a shield.

Isaac landed on Shuri in the final path of choice, stepping on him heavily.

Shuri, caught in the explosion, writhed on the ground.

“You, this is really…!”

Isaac patted Shuri’s shoulder as if praising his effort.

Indeed, a pureblood of the Saint’s family. His blessed body isn’t just for show, tough as a dragon’s bone.

“Dayadada (Good job, Bong-Bong! You’ve come with me, so I’ll let you have at least one good thing)!”

Isaac didn’t even glance at the 1st vault’s treasure and headed for the door to the 2nd vault.

Shuri, being dragged along, had his vision blurred with tears.

No, well. The treasures of the second and third vaults are better than the first one, anyway.

Meanwhile, that little bastard seems to have sneakily consumed something that looks like an elixir.

Did I even see him sneakily hide the rest in a diaper?

Am I mistaken?

Do I have to do this until the third chamber?

I don’t know why I feel like my body gets tougher every time I get caught in a trap, but do I really have to do this?

“Dayaya (Let’s go)!”

“Go by yourself, damn it…!”

Meanwhile, at that time.

There was a group sighing at the chaotic scene of the 1st vault.

It was Kina Berit and his group.

They were still at the starting line.

It was justifiable for voices of anxiety to arise as the first and second placers arrived at the door to the 2nd vault.

“Is this okay? At this rate, Eshua, or other guys will take away both the Skeleton King’s body and all the good treasures!”

But Kina Berit clicked his tongue.

“How pathetic. Didn’t they think we sent the candidates ahead on purpose?”

“Yes?”

“The 1st vault is the vault of choice. Inevitably, it’s physically demanding before information accumulates. It’s a waste of stamina.”

“!”

But if they send the competitors ahead, all the traps would be triggered, and they would quickly learn which path is the correct one.

“Finding out the first route is something only meat shields do. It’s stupid.”

“But… we are at the very back…”

“Have you forgotten? Who is the gatekeeper of the 2nd vault?”

“!”

Their expressions changed in an instant.

The Saint’s treasure vault was originally managed by the Papal family. Naturally, Kina knew the structure well.

Without a doubt.

“The entrance is guarded by a demon of the eighth tier.”

“Ah!”

“So, all those who went ahead will be stuck there, right?”

“That’s right. Half of them being eliminated in the 1st vault isn’t just because of the paths. Well, that’s also when they’re lucky, depending on the situation, even the Saints…”

At that moment, Kina Berit, who saw something, smiled.

A pillar of light was forming in front of the 2nd vaultr’s door. And shortly after, a gigantic monster revealed its form in front of it.

It was so huge that it was visible even from a distance.

The underlings were terrified.

“It’s out! The demon…!”

“Ah, Shuri is really unlucky. If he were beside me, he would have passed through the 2nd vault. Now that it’s out, he’d be lucky to save his life, let alone get through the 2nd vault.”

“It seems like the others from different families are doomed, right? Well, except for Kina, they’re all trash!”

“That’s right. Calling themselves Saints when they’re not even Kina. I wish they all become disabled there so they never overstep again.”

“Stop it. It’s crude. Don’t disrespect other families so carelessly.”

He said so, but Kina knew better than anyone.

He was the only one who could handle that thing here.

He had learned sacred techniques from his grandfather, the Pope, to make this happen.

Everyone else would have no choice but to wait for Kina to come.

No, in some ways, it might be more heroic and better to go slowly on purpose.

Around the time the others realize their incompetence and their place.

“So, even if we go slowly…”

But then.

Bang!

The summoned demon fell.

“…”

…Huh?

It fell? An 8th rank demon?

Crash! Screeeech!

“Kina. The door to the 2nd vault is open.”

Yes, the door to the 2nd vault is open…

“…”

…Wait! The door is open?!