Holy Idol [EN]: Chapter 449

“What are you doing with your eyes closed, Rembrary?”

“I’m going to pray.”

“To whom?”

“Shhh.”

* * *

Redrin-nim [a term of respect, similar to ‘Lord’ or ‘Master’]. I don’t know if you’ll hear this prayer, but I’m still saying hello. How are you doing?

I’ve come to the place where Lumena-nim [another term of respect, referring to a deity or revered figure] is. Amazing, right?

Not that I’ve seen Lumena-nim directly.

I did try to offer a prayer to Lumena-nim once, but there was no answer.

Redrin-nim, you must be curious about where I’m staying.

You’re always worried about me, Redrin-nim. So, I’m going to tell you about this place.

First, let me tell you about the people here.

The people here keep shortening my name. The names I’ve heard since coming here are:

1) Mr. Rem

2) Brother Rem

3) Young Master Rem

There’s actually one name I don’t want to mention… but I’ll tell you specially, just for you, Redrin-nim.

When you think about it, it’s not even embarrassing.

The one who miscalls the name is at fault, not the person whose name is miscalled, right?

4) Remboori

Isn’t it absurd? I don’t know how Rembrary became Remboori.

And that’s not all. After I said they miscalled it, do you know what they said next?

5) Ramburi

Isn’t it terrible?

If you don’t understand, imagine someone calling you ‘Reduri,’ Redrin-nim.

How is it? Not good, right? Redrin-nim, you can understand how shocked I was, right?

Ah, I said I’d tell you about this place, but I keep talking about names.

This is a society with a class system. There’s an emperor.

I think I’ll see him soon.

I’m not very interested, though. Emperors are all the same.

But if this is the world where that Woo Yeonwoo is, the other dimension you sent me to for a bit, Redrin-nim,

I want to see Eunuch Jo Woon just once.

I have to show him to Anchovy.

Of course, I’d have to find Anchovy first. Anchovy isn’t with me right now.

Anchovy isn’t here, and neither is anyone else.

Ah, did I tell you that the group I came here with all got separated?

I told Lumena-nim, but I don’t know if I told you, Redrin-nim. We all got separated.

I’m looking for them, but somehow, I can’t see any of them.

But I’m going to make a name for myself soon, so everyone will be able to gather.

I talked about the emperor earlier, right?

If I sing in front of the emperor, I’ll become famous.

If they hear my name, my companions will find me on their own.

I’m still clever, Redrin-nim. Don’t worry.

And what else was there? Um… there’s no pizza here.

I miss you, Redrin-nim.

Oh, right. The Demon King fragment spoke to me.

* * *

‘Rembrary! Demon King story! You need to tell the backstory at length!’

Redrin was smiling while listening to Rembrary’s voice, but frowned and opened his eyes when the connection was cut off there.

But that was really all there was to the main story, and there was no further contact.

Redrin sighed briefly and slowly raised his eyelids.

Yum-ra [likely a reference to a deity or powerful being in this world] was carving a peach across from him and asked.

[Why were you smiling and then sighed?]

Redrin’s golden eyes met Yum-ra’s as if colliding. Yum-ra raised his eyebrows.

Redrin didn’t answer for a moment.

Redrin didn’t want to tell that king the story of how his high priest was going to tell him about another world, but only talked about names, pizza, and companions before cutting off.

[Oh King of this place. Your child is lost and wandering.]

[Child? Grim Reaper? Are you talking about Sajamjae?]

[Yes.]

Redrin glanced down and pretended to focus on the peach, and Yum-ra muttered sullenly.

[Our Gamjae is not a child who would get lost.]

Yum-ra was very suspicious, but soon noticed an even more important fact and put down the knife and peach.

[You’ve made contact with the Saint of another world?]

[The child cannot receive my contact. I only hear the child’s prayers.]

Redrin said, pretending to be humble.

But his expression was arrogant and only his tone was slightly humble, so it didn’t sound humble at all.

Yum-ra felt very bad when Redrin boasted about Rembrary.

He was worried because he couldn’t reach Sajamjae at all.

He looked so pleased that he could make contact, just like his high priest.

Besides, Sajamjae was lost.

Yum-ra couldn’t believe this either.

It’s the Saint of another world who is lost, but is he making up stories like that because there’s no one watching?

But no matter how much he doubted, there was no way to know.

Yum-ra eventually picked up the knife in one hand and the peach in the other, and earnestly urged.

[I want to bring our Sajamjae back quickly too. So, the Saint of another world and you should take responsibility for this matter and quickly find a way to permanently seal even one Demon King fragment.]

* * *

Even though he had prayed to Redrin, Rembrary couldn’t be sure that his prayer had completely reached him.

And since he couldn’t shake the burdock root here to see if his prayers were heard, Rembrary concluded, ‘He must have heard it. If he didn’t, I’ll just do it again,’ and opened his eyes, which he had closed for a moment to concentrate.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the Grand Prince lying on the opposite bed as if completely passed out, and the nameless guard sitting uncomfortably in the chair next to him, dozing off with his arms crossed.

Duran would be sleeping in the next room.

This was the situation because there was only one double room and one single room left in the inn they had booked upon arriving in the 7th Star.

Originally, Rembrary was going to use the single room alone, but Duran fainted as soon as he heard that he might have to share a room with the Grand Prince.

The Grand Prince refused to use the single room, saying he couldn’t sleep alone. That’s how it turned out….

‘I wonder what the other companions are doing that I haven’t even heard from them.’

Even if it was someone else, I thought I would hear from Ardor as he made a fuss here and there. Why are they all so quiet?

As Rembrary sat on the bed, lost in thought, the Grand Prince’s guard, who had woken up, glanced at him strangely.

“Isn’t it uncomfortable to sleep like that?”

Rembrary smiled gently at the guard who was sidelonging him and crawled into the blanket.

Anyway, they had now arrived in the 7th Star, and would soon arrive in the 5th Star.

If he received one more recommendation there, he would have a total of three, and he would only need two more to participate in the competition to become the Imperial Troupe.

Once he participated in the competition, being selected as the Imperial Troupe would be easy.

Then he would be able to find his scattered companions….

* * *

Sunshine poured directly onto his eyelids.

Rembrary frowned and squinted because the light was so bright.

Whether it was the problem with the window or the location of the bed, the morning sunlight was pouring onto his face as he lay in bed.

It seemed difficult to sleep any longer in this situation, so Rembrary forced himself to get up and stretched.

Yawning, he turned around and saw that the Grand Prince was nowhere to be seen, having already gotten up and left.

The guard had also left, following the Grand Prince, and only the blanket was neatly folded.

Rembrary blankly got up, wandered around, washed up, and then slowly went down to the first floor of the inn.

When he went down to the first floor, Duran was sitting in a corner seat eating, but the Grand Prince was not to be seen here either.

“Rembrary.”

At Duran’s small call, Rembrary walked over and sat across from him, asking.

“Where is that guy who can’t sleep alone?”

“I don’t know either. I haven’t even spoken a word to that person. I heard from the waiter that he went out early in the morning… I don’t know where he went. And that person is scary, so can you not call him that? What if he gets angry?”

“You’re similar to Jongwoo. You seem a bit more timid than Jongwoo, Duran.”

“Who is that Jongwoo anyway?”

As the waiter approached, Duran quickly stepped forward and asked for only noodles before Rembrary ordered excessive food.

Rembrary looked at him dissatisfied, but Duran excused himself, saying it couldn’t be helped.

“I don’t have that much money either. I can claim it from the leader later and get it back, but if I spend all the money before that, the journey will be difficult.”

“The Grand Prince seems to have a lot of money.”

“!”

That was true, but Duran’s legs were already shaking at the thought of asking the Grand Prince of the Demonic Cult to pay for his room and board.

But when Rembrary casually mentioned the Grand Prince, Duran’s heart was already pounding and he frantically looked around.

“Be careful what you say.”

“But the Grand Prince said it himself.”

“He’s helping?”

“He said he has a lot of money.”

“!”

Duran didn’t know where to start pointing out.

But the Grand Prince returned faster than Duran could find the words to point out, so he quickly closed his mouth and lowered his head.

Duran didn’t want to talk to that Demonic Cult person, even with Rembrary between them.

The Grand Prince didn’t know Duran’s heart, so he walked over casually, pulled a chair between Duran and Rembrary, sat down with a thud, and asked brightly.

“So, have our artists had their meal?”

But it wasn’t a question he asked out of curiosity, as he leaned comfortably against the back of the chair before he could even get an answer, and continued with a slightly more curious attitude than usual.

“Hey, artists. I heard a strange story on my way back from morning training.”

Rembrary wasn’t very interested, so he immediately turned his attention to the waiter as he brought the noodles, and Duran, scared, pretended to listen enthusiastically, shining his eyes and looking straight ahead.

“The successor of Yoomena [likely another deity or powerful figure] fought with Yoomena’s disciple, saying he wasn’t Yoomena’s disciple.”

But even though he pretended to listen hard, it was a story he wasn’t interested in at all.

He seemed to be hearing stories about Yoomena these days. They had nothing to do with Duran.

On the other hand, Rembrary, who was picking up noodles with chopsticks and chewing them with satisfaction, immediately raised his head when the name Yoomena appeared three times.

“Yoomena?”

Rembrary was suspecting that Yoomena was the name of Lumena in this place, so he became curious when the name came up three times.

“Yes.”

The Grand Prince gestured to the waiter to take his order as well, exuding a sense of rivalry.

“The strange thing is that ice that doesn’t melt appeared at the scene of the fight. The owner of the land is receiving money from people in exchange for showing the ice.”

Duran thought, ‘What is that?’, but Rembrary immediately thought of Anchovy when he heard the story about the ice.

Surely Anchovy’s ability was ice.

And that ice that he could only melt when he wanted to.

‘It’s like Anchovy. It can’t not be Anchovy.’

“Rembrary? What’s wrong?”

Duran, who noticed Rembrary’s brightened expression, asked cautiously.

Rembrary smiled more brightly than usual, looked at the Grand Prince and Duran alternately, and boasted.

“That guy. He seems to be the companion I’m looking for. Where did he fight?”