86 – God’s Grace
God’s Grace
Noisy atmosphere and loud screams.
Abigail thought she screwed up again.
Why do I always end up screwing up when someone lends a helping hand?
Lai who helped give me strength, Jack who made me live among mercenaries, and Linda who always smiled…
Fate or God, I have no intention of blaming anything else.
It’s all your fault and your stupidity ruined everything.
Sensing Rai’s approach, Abigail tightly closes her eyes.
“Anyiyiyi!!”
Rye, who came running screaming, passed Abigail and jumped over her table.
Abigail opened her eyes in surprise when she just passed by, and she could see Rai delivering her dropkick at the man she had hit.
“……”
The man who tried to raise himself by touching his mouth was kicked by Rai’s feet and passed out.
It’s cool, but Rai, who landed a ridiculous drop kick, fell to the floor and got dirt on his clothes.
It is a black priestly robe, so the dust on it is noticeable, but Rai doesn’t care and hurriedly gets up and hugs Marge.
“Majeee! Are you okay?! Are you okay?!”
“Yes? Yes?”
It’s that guy who got hit, but Marge’s eyes widen, not understanding why she’s worried about her.
Rye quickly examines Marge’s body here and there.
“How could this happen! Rutera-sama’s priest… No! Trying to kidnap a child!”
Claiming to have kidnapped Marge, Rai grabs the shoulder of a woman standing in line nearby.
“Did you see?! This man was trying to kidnap Marge!”
“Yeah? Uh- I’m good at…”
“Did you see it?! You reached out to Marge!”
“Uh.. It was.. I think it was…”
It is true that the man and Marge were close.
She even showed her violent side, such as hitting her table, so the woman nodded her head while talking.
As soon as he heard the woman’s words, Rai hugged Marge again and shouted.
“That’s good, Marge! You almost did something scary!”
“Yes? Which…”
“Don’t worry! That guy came from the academy before he even reached out to you! Shining in the 3rd round of the martial arts competition! He came by chance to help Rutera-sama’s priests! Abigail took it down!”
Marge looks at Abigail with a bewildered face when she is told that she was saved without her knowledge.
Abigail, who looked weak until now, has a sh*t-chewed expression.
It sucks. She’s putting on a show as much as the word “She” Naturally jumps out.
She seduces a woman with her momentum and gets her false testimony.
That’s what you say as if you’re explaining it.
He was naturally well-behaved, but not of this kind.
Her loud words are driving information that she is an academy student at her academy to those around her.
The reputation of the academy is high wherever you go in the empire, but especially in Legandia, which shares the same name, the academy’s position is incredibly high.
The 3rd round of the martial arts competition is not a high score.
However, how much do ordinary citizens know about martial arts competitions? They are not open to the public and, moreover, they are poor people who are barely able to live a day.
I just said things that seemed obvious, but people’s eyes on Abigail changed just because she was an academy academy student.
People are blinded by Rai’s lies and the academy’s reputation.
Some of the people in line jumped out and even grabbed the fainting man.
Her priests come to her, worry about Marge, and even say thank you for saving her.
Abigail sees Rai’s terrifying ease of instigating people.
She casually brushes off the dust from her clothes, and when their eyes meet, her refreshing thumbs up smile without a word irritates her.
Of course, it is true that I am grateful for fixing the accident, but… Something…
It feels like a clown rode an alpaca and chased the dragon away with excrement, rather than a prince riding a white horse and defeating the dragon with a flashy sword.
Neither way is Abigail’s taste.
The well-behaved Lutheran Church did not hand over men to the guards.
The man whom she had heard that Abigail was her academy student, knelt down and begged her for her forgiveness, begging that he had no intention of threatening her Marge with it.
I don’t know if it was because the punch hurt Abigail, thanks to her academy’s prestige, but the man was in an attitude of pleading for help rather than feeling unfair because he was framed.
The Church of Rutheria took an oath never to do such a thing again, and even healed the man’s broken tooth with divine power.
It doesn’t matter since Rai manipulated it, but seeing the priests who even cured her, Abigail was just stunned.
Unable to bear the twinkling eyes of Marge, who she believes has saved her, Abigail sneaks out while she and her other priests prepare for her ritual.
“Welcome back.”
“……”
Abigail, who is suspicious that she has a tracking spell somewhere, looks around her body and approaches her Rai.
“Sit down. I need a massage.”
Abigail’s eyes go dark when she is told to give her a terrible massage from her priest.
Rai giggles when he sees her eyes full of determination to kill even the touch of her fingertips.
“But I can’t help it. I need your biometric information to get divine power.”
When told to get her silent massage if you want her power, Abigail looks at her with disgruntled eyes, then sighs and sits down.
Standing behind Abigail’s defenseless back, Rai massages her shoulders.
“Sobbing…”
Abigail covers her mouth as she involuntarily bursts out moaning.
It’s a strange feeling more than I thought.
Perhaps because of the magic wave, her hands are rubbing her shoulders, but it seems to cover everything from her head to toes.
Abigail, who seemed to know why the big-breasted priest let out her strange groan, suppressed her screams with all her might.
As Rai finishes her massage, her hand in her pocket, her breathless Abigail stares helplessly at him.
Her watery eyes didn’t match her fierce temper at all.
“Get up, I’ll be late.”
“Huh, wait…”
Abigail, still sensitive, makes a strange noise as her rai grabs her arm and lifts it up.
But she didn’t care at all, and Rye ran to her priests, and Abigail screamed inwardly at the sensation she felt every time she moved.
The ceremony in which Rai and Abigail participate is a hymn.
In fact, hymns are not a ritual performed only by priests.
Most religions sing hymns praising God with worshipers.
But according to Rai, she says it’s like watching from the sidelines.
Singing along to the end doesn’t mean you participate in the ceremony, you have to become the subject of the ceremony.
In order to do that, I had to be caught in the gap of the priests.
Fortunately, the Lutheran Church allowed the two to participate.
It’s a simple experiential learning, but seeing them go this far, it’s either very nice or thoughtless.
Seeing the director holding hands and talking with Rai with a bright smile, Abigail naturally lines up at the farthest place from them.
There is no separate choir in the Rutheria Church.
Regardless of social status, the priests stand in a line, hold the hand of the person next to them, sing a hymn, and have the church members in front sing along.
Maji, holding Abigail’s hand, gives strength.
“Cheer up, Abigail.”
I think you have to pay for the power, swallowing the words, Abigail nods her head.
Seeing Marge forcibly wringing her strength with her tense face reminds me of her own childhood.
A hymn full of sentences praising God. But Abigail said she doesn’t love God.
While she was waiting earlier, her Marge told me something.
‘You can sing as if you are talking to God. Sending regards to God, saying that he likes you, and again… Whether it’s something that happened today or the meal was delicious… Anyway, if you do that, it will become a beautiful song. If you sing a beautiful song, even God will like it.”
The child she said confidently is now shaking with her nervous face.
As she stroked her hand with her fingers, she finally relaxed her expression, and with Marge taking her deep breath, Abigail looked up at her.
‘Talk to God…’
No matter how much she thinks about it, she can only think of words of hate.
Before she has time to catch up on her complicated mind, the accompaniment of the song starts and she sings a hymn to a god she doesn’t even have in her heart.
In Abigail’s eyes, she sees Rai next to her abbot, squinting at her priests.
That guy really deserves God’s punishment.
And probably the same for himself. No, maybe he already got it.
“I know for sure that what I trust and depend on – Ruthera, who knows all my circumstances – will always protect me.”
‘But why didn’t you help?’
Abigail utters completely different thoughts from the lyrics and praises God with her mouth.
Her clumsy song is intertwined with the beautiful harmony of the priests and naturally resonates in the church.
As the believers sing along to the hymns and the hearts and voices of countless people praise Ruterra, the surrounding light grains filled with divine power fill the church.
And Abigail feels her divine power.
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Abigail, who at first thought it was the divine power of the priests who held her hand, realizes that the priests on either side of her are apprentices.
Maji and other apprentices cannot use divine power.
Embarrassed, Abigail gets the note wrong, but her priests make up for her mistake with a natural chord without anyone giving her a glare.
Every time she sang, Abigail felt divine power emanating from her body, so she couldn’t sing anymore.
After completing her ritual, Marge clings to Abigail as she descends from her church, laughing hee-heh.
“Abigail-nim, did you forget the lyrics? hehehe- I used to do that often at first too.”
Marge talks about her mistakes with a bright face, but Abigail, who is dazed, can’t hear her words.
Why? Her eyes full of questions and Rai’s eyes meet.
It seems Rai has already noticed.
Rai, who told her to come back with her chin, goes out first, and Abigail follows after asking Marge for her understanding.
“Have you received the divine power? Then what am I going to be?”
“Why?”
Abigail asks why, with a blank face, to Rai who grumbles that she has come for no reason.
Rai stares at her blank face and scratches her chin.
“Perhaps the life you’ve been living fits well with Ruterra’s doctrine? It’s a ritual trigger…”
“Why are you here now?”
Ray, who was explaining, stopped talking at Abigail’s question.
That wasn’t a question.
Tears flow from Abigail’s eyes, full of confusion.
“Why? You didn’t even pay attention when you wanted it so much? Why are you suddenly pretending to be there? Why? Now there’s nothing?”
Abigail, who doesn’t know who she is looking at or who she is talking to, bursts into tears.
I don’t know why, but her lie accepts and hugs her when she sits down.
Burying her face in her chest, she kept muttering to herself and crying sadly, and Lai stroked her back without saying a word.
Crying for a long time, she sniffs her nose and pushes her breasts away from her lie.
Her hair hung down her head, hiding Abigail’s expression, but it wasn’t hard to guess what her face was like.
Abigail, who managed to clear her throat and raise her voice, asks Rai.
“Why did you obtain divine power?”
It’s a trembling voice, but this time, it’s asking Rai properly.
She wipes her nose roughly with the back of her hand. Lai, who was staring at her, puts her thoughts together for a moment and opens her mouth.
“People are misunderstood, but God is a guide.”
“……”
“For a god to give something to the intelligent beings after the god has given them free will is against the will of the main god. That’s why the god of wealth doesn’t give money, and the god of peace doesn’t give peace. Just, It just helps you get on the road.”
Abigail listens to Rai in silence.
“Lutera is in charge of rest. That means trusting in Rutera does not give her rest, it only guides her towards her rest. And she believes that walking on that path is the It also means that you are keeping the doctrine well.”
Pausing her words for a moment, Rai continues her speech by tucking her Abigail’s flowing hair behind her ear.
“You’re walking toward rest. No matter what happened in the past, you’ve been doing well. You’ve worked hard, you’re doing well.”
Tears flow again from Abigail’s red eyes, revealed by her hair being pulled back.
But she is not as sad as before.
Impression, sadness, relief, remorse, joy. Tears mixed with complex emotions run down her cheeks.
She didn’t know why the word that she was doing well pierced her heart.
Lai, who wiped her tears with her hand, spoke with a dissatisfied expression.
“But I thought I was taking a break too. Why didn’t I give it to you? Are you discriminating against me?”
Rye, grumbling at her God, speaks to Abigail, who is watching blankly.
“I guess I’m right.”
“……?”
“God likes virgins too.”
Abigail, who was shedding her tears, speaks to Rai, who talks like an asshole with her serious face.
“Idiot.”
But she was smiling.
Her tear-stained face was a mess, but Abigail’s bright smile made her look happy.