A Transmigrator’s Privilege-Chapter 242

"......!"

The name struck my ears like a hammer. All my senses were drawn toward it.

I wasn't the only one who reacted to that name. The crowd around me began to murmur.

"Tesilid Arzent? Could it be...?"

"Isn’t he the one who holds the Sacred Sword?"

"Silver hair...! It’s him...!"

In an instant, all attention was focused on him. I instinctively tensed up.

Whenever Tesilid became the center of attention, a rather frustrating situation would often unfold.

✠ "I was hoping for a later number than his."

As always, the world was indifferent to him. No matter how small and desperate my wish was, it was never granted.

Currently, in front of Tesilid, there was a massive scale that would weigh the sins of evil.

The scale’s balance was defined by the maid who had killed 125 innocent people.

Tesilid thought of Ash, who had stood on the scale before.

He disliked that young assassin, but at that moment, he couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of solidarity with Ash.

Normally, a person would never be able to surpass the sins of Rejena Elit. To anyone, she was a vile human.

However, when standing on the opposite plate of a serial killer, if the scale tipped in favor of the sins...

If his comrades were watching in real time as his dreadful reality was exposed, how would he endure the moment?

‘Ayleth.’

Somewhere along the long line, Ayleth Rodeline would surely be watching him.

Ash was ultimately judged to be better than the wicked maid, meaning he wasn’t at rock bottom.

However, there was no hope for Tesilid to receive such a result.

He, who had once destroyed the world, carried an astronomical number of sins.

Even if he barely stepped on the scale, he would easily overwhelm someone like Rejena Elit.

"What are you doing, human? Step on the scale. If it interferes with my timely finish, I won't forgive you."

"......"

Ignoring Marquis Levant's words, Tesilid lifted his head high.

His gaze flew towards the tall podium like a spire.

"The Rule Maker, Infernos."

His deep, melodic voice echoed through the hellish air.

"I have a proposal for you based on the rules of the Demon Lord's domain."

"......Oh?"

Infernos, who had been lazily resting his chin on his hand, sat up straight.

Her title was "The Rule Maker." She could not ignore words that invoked the rules.

"How interesting. A mere human speaking as if you know something. Fine. Go ahead, speak."

With her permission, Tesilid continued speaking in the same humble tone as before.

However, the content of his words was arrogant, as if he were the representative of humanity.

"The Redemption System."

"......"

"I will bear the good deeds of everyone here and atone for them in their place."

In other words, he was offering to sacrifice himself alone.

Naturally, someone could not let this situation pass without intervening.

"Tesilid, are you mad?!"

It was Ayleth Rodeline.

Even she had to step forward without thinking, and now was the time.

Tesilid’s words seemed to mean that he was willing to die and move on to the next round.

The chain connecting her wrists to the others in the line prevented her from breaking free from the procession.

Ayleth glared at the trial platform, her eyes glaring sharply beneath her hood.

This was enough to catch Infernos' attention.

"Such a lively gaze for a human. Show your face."

With a casual wave of her hand, a gust of wind swept through the line.

Ayleth’s hood was flung back, revealing her face.

Her distinct pink hair was unmistakable to the citizens from her country.

"S-Sacred Scripture?!"

"Is it the Sacred Scripture...?!"

"The Church hasn’t abandoned us!"

But there was no dramatic salvation as they hoped.

"The Sacred Scripture... I see. In the mortal realm, they call the Executioner of Purge that, don't they? You’re conversing with the Silver Stigmata, so please wait a moment."

"......!"

The chains binding Ayleth to the people ahead and behind her clanged as they snapped.

However, this didn’t mean Infernos had released her. Rather, the chains became tighter.

Boom!

Suddenly, a chair shot up from the ground, forcing her to sit down.

Of course, the handcuffs were fixed to the armrests.

When Ayleth tried to use the strength of her queen-like might to break free, new chains emerged, tightening around her body. That’s when it happened.

"Infernos."

The low voice stopped Infernos’ hand gesture. The Demon Lord, who had been idly reclining, raised an eyebrow and looked in the direction of Tesilid.

"I ask that you treat her with respect."

"......"

It was a curious thing.

The voice of a mere human somehow sounded as authoritative as that of the Demon Lord.

"Very well."

Infernos lowered her hand.

The Demon Lord known as "The Rule Maker" was not only obsessed with rules but also with formality and decorum.

At that moment, Tesilid glanced at Ayleth, who was seated on the chair.

When their gazes met across the distance, Tesilid nearly sighed unconsciously.

It wasn’t because of her sharp gaze. Under her peridot-colored eyes, golden light was rising.

Tesilid spoke with a tone that seemed to be comforting.

"Trust me, Ayleth."

"......"

"I can resolve this situation."

"......"

The Divine Descent, which was about to activate, settled down. However, the distrust in Ayleth’s eyes remained.

"How?"

"Just watch."

Without explaining further, Tesilid looked back up at Infernos.

The soft expression he had shown to Ayleth earlier was now gone from his face.

A composed yet cold handsome man locked eyes with the Demon Lord.

Infernos felt an unusual interest, akin to that which she had for the Sacred Scripture.

"Tesilid Arzent, you say?"

"Yes."

"You're familiar with the rules of Redemption, it seems. But..."

Infernos narrowed her eyes.

"How arrogant. Do you think you, of all people, can shoulder the good deeds of every human here? Even that excellent serial killer doesn’t possess the capacity to bear such evil."

At that moment, Rejena Elit sent Tesilid a look of disdain.

Tesilid wore a smile that matched her pure and holy face.

"I will handle it... and more."

There was no need to argue further. He would prove it by action.

The world had always been harsh to him.

Even though he had saved the world ten times, he had been sentenced to countless life terms for the one time he had destroyed it.

He had not yet served his sentence, so he was still a sinner.

Now, he would turn the harsh treatment of this world into an advantage.

Clunk.

Tesilid took a slow step forward, heading toward the scale of sins that lay three steps ahead of him.

‘She’ll be watching.’

Among the countless eyes fixed on the back of his head, Ayleth’s would be there too.

Just thinking about it made his left chest tighten, but he had to do it. It was his responsibility, and it was what he was best at.

Tesilid placed one foot on the massive scale.

Crack!

"Yikes!"

Even though he had only lightly placed his foot, the scale plummeted to the ground as if it had been struck.

The rebound hit the serial killer maid on the opposite plate.

Her body was thrown into the air.

"Ahh!"

Rejena Elit, who had fallen flat on her back, groaned in pain, and the scene was witnessed by Infernos, who looked on from above, her eyes wide with astonishment.

But it wasn’t over yet.

Tesilid fully stood on the plate that had nearly smashed into the ground.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

It was as though gravity had doubled where Tesilid stood, and the ground slowly sank.

A large crater, several meters in diameter, appeared around him. Marquis Levant, excited, shouted out.

"Impossible! How could we not recognize such a great evil...!"

The eyes of the other demons glistened with excitement.

Meanwhile, the citizens from the Church were in confusion.

"Wh-what happened?"

"Why... is the owner of the Sacred Sword...?"

A calm, deep voice swept away the murmurs.

"Has it been proven?"

"......The more I see, the more interesting he becomes."

"It seems to be proven. Now, please proceed with the Redemption rules."

Tesilid spoke in a dry, indifferent tone, stating his demand.

Infernos’ eyes sparkled with sadistic interest.

"As I said before, the Demon Realm favors professions that involve 'death'."

"......"

"How many?"

"......"

Tesilid’s gaze narrowed slightly at the meaningless question, and then the question’s meaning became more specific.

"How many did you kill, murderer?"

"......"

The air froze. Tesilid’s lips remained sealed.

Infernos studied the human, who had invoked his right to remain silent.

Over the eyes that had once been as empty as ever, a sharp gleam like a well-honed blade rose.

In the blind spot where Ayleth could not see, his sea-colored eyes gleamed with an icy light.

"I’d love to dig those eyes out and keep them."

Infernos smiled, the corners of her mouth curling upward.

His presence would be something worth «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» investigating slowly.

Fortunately, the perfect method was already in place.

Infernos pretended to retract her questions as a mercy and raised her right hand to declare.

"We will now proceed with the Redemption system. Tesilid Arzent will bear all the sins and suffer the punishment, and in exchange, all the criminals brought today will be released."

"......!"

The citizens' faces flashed with undeniable joy.

Though they had some sense of conscience, they merely restrained their desire to cheer.

"Then now..."

"......"

"It’s time to announce the judgment."

The scapegoat’s time for punishment had arrived.

"Criminal, Tesilid Arzent."

In the silence, the verdict was declared.

"Execution."