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Why… not a denomination, but a denomination?
Principal Skeleton felt something strange and asked.
He could, of course, listen to the pros and cons of several denominations and choose one of them.
By the way…
Oddly enough, that’s what the Wodanaj boy just said, of course not, that’s what it sounded like.
‘I want to join several denominations, but please choose the best denominations.’
Principal Skeleton thought he must have heard it wrong.
“Uh… isn’t it wrong to believe in multiple gods?”
‘What a crazy bastard!’
Principal Skull admired the freshman for a long time.
Of course, there were people in the Empire who truly believed in several gods. Such as believing in the god of love and the god of wisdom.
But now, that boy of the Wodanaj family never wanted to believe in God.
Doesn’t it seem too bold to just tear it apart enough to tear it apart from various denominations!
It was so dignified that I was rather fond of it.
Of course, many denominations don’t think so, but…
That’s right. And I asked very well. It’s not wrong to believe in multiple gods. But sometimes, there are denominations who are petty about things like this.
“you’re right.”
Lee Han quickly agreed.
As the principal thought, Lee Han’s purpose was simple and clear.
‘Let’s join all possible denominations.’
Come to think of it, if I could get various items by going and signing up, there was no reason not to.
It was beneficial to join all denominations except for denominations that could not be duplicated.
First of all, I recommend the Frisinga Church. A god who sacrificed himself to support the world. The denominations are also friendly and will welcome you.
“Frisinga… Church.”
Lee Han took note.
Is the Calasso Church next? He is a naughty god who loves chaos and change.. He will treat you well, regardless of whether you believe in other gods or not.
“Calasso… The Church.”
Lastly, I also recommend the Caporeo Church. As the god of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, even a geek like you will be welcome.
“The Church of Caporeo…”
Lee Han, who was taking notes, paused.
Did you know that Lee Han was taking a swordsmanship class?
‘no. This is a bit scary.’
It’s a small thing, but I thought it wasn’t too much of an interest.
I’ve never had a good time getting a lot of attention from professors, especially crazy professors…
Learning swordsmanship is good, but don’t forget magic. After all, the only truly great science is magic.
“I will keep that in mind.”
At the words of Principal Skeleton, Lee Han bowed his head in a very polite manner.
Of course, I was listening with one ear and flowing out of the other.
For Lee Han, magic was a means of success, not a goal.
Well. okay. okay.
Principal Skeleton nodded his head satisfied with the answer.
At first, I was embarrassed when a member of the Wodanaj family talked about joining the denomination, but seeing this, I was looking forward to it anew.
‘I’m not really an ordinary guy.’
The ability to sense the enormous amount of magical power or the ability to sense it was secondary.
The patience to do anything to get what you want.
Even though he was a freshman from a great family called the Wodanaj family, it was very interesting to show such patience.
‘I look forward to the future.’
Then I’ll have to go see the guys in the corporal punishment room for a while. good luck Wodanaz.
“thank you. …Well?”
Lee Han realized something was strange.
Where did someone put him?
But the skeleton principal was already flying away.
* * * *
I wondered how many of the White Tiger Tower students were imprisoned in the corporal punishment room, but Lee Han decided to visit the denominations first.
“Where are you going?”
Yoner, who returned with a basket in his hand, asked curiously.
“The Frisinga Church…”
“ah. Frisinga Church. I have always been interested in…”
“…and the Calasso Church.”
“??”
“And what about the Caporeo Church? Well. I may not be able to run all of them today. If it’s too blatant, it’ll be a little bit, so let’s change one every week.”
“……”
Rather than asking what happened, Yoner decided to just accept it.
oh Lee Han just wants to believe in three gods!
“ruler. Take this.”
Yonner took the sandwich out of the basket and held it out.
It was a sandwich filled with ham, tomatoes, lettuce, boiled and chopped eggs between white bread.
It was food that would be taken away by killing each other if you threw one to the hungry freshmen.
“Thank you. Well. How much?”
“…just giving…”
“What? really? why? What is your purpose?”
“I’m not talking about… you know what’s really weird? It’s because I’m thankful for the hard work I did yesterday. ruler. Eat quickly.”
At Yoner’s words, Lee Han nodded his head and accepted. I was still hungry.
While chewing the sandwich hard, Yoner poured cold apple juice and handed it to Lee Han.
gulp-
“But where did this come from?”
“Don’t you usually ask that first? I got it from the Fleming Church. Our family has been close to the Fleming Church since long ago.”
The god of alchemy, Flemin.
All the priests of this denomination were excellent alchemists.
Yonere’s family, the Makein family, had been generously supporting the Fleming Church from a long time ago.
Thanks to this, the Priests of the Fleming Church recognized Yonner and brought things to eat in baskets.
‘no. What did the Wodanaj family do without sponsoring other denominations?’
Lee Han Eun MayHe admired the wisdom of the Keane family.
If you give support in this way, won’t there be a return in return?
“…Is that a bit too?”
“what?”
When Yonaire hesitated, Lee Han was puzzled.
Are you talking about a sandwich and apple juice combination?
“That, supporting the Fleming Church. I also believe in Flemish…”
Just like Guy Nando who said, ‘Is alchemy magic?’ and was hit with one blow, there were quite a few proud wizards who ignored the alchemist.
When it comes to supporting or believing in the Fleming Church, there have been occasional people who say, ‘What kind of denomination do you support such a denomination without dignity as you become a high-ranking member of the Empire?
Of course, Lee Han didn’t care at all.
“Why can’t I sponsor you?”
“…right?”
Yonner’s face brightened. Yonner smiled and poured more apple juice.
“Drink more.”
“yes? There are still…”
Yonner thought.
Because of his unusual personality, he thought it might be difficult to adapt to in the Blue Dragon Tower, but he says it won’t be as hard as he thought it would be, as long as there’s a boy in front of him now.
* * * *
“I. I came here to hear about Frisinga-sama.”
“!”
As Lee Han approached, the priests raised their heads in remorse.
“welcome! Brother! You came to hear about Frisinga-sama. welcome!”
“yes. I’ve heard stories about Freesinga-sama before, and I’ve always admired someone like this.”
Lee Han said while hiding his inner feelings.
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Naturally, the priests fell in love with Lee Han’s attitude.
Just by looking at it, a boy like a nobleman from a great family would come to visit like this.
“ruler! Come in! Tigiling. Can you help me?”
“G… I’m going now.”
“!”
Ian was surprised. It was because the appearance of the student called by the priests was quite unfamiliar.
The two-pronged horns protruding from the forehead on the dark-red skin. The timid, avoiding eyes seemed to burst and then disappear.
‘Mixed Demon!’
It was the rarest of the mixed races. I’ve only heard of Lee Han, but it’s the first time I’ve actually seen it.
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Naturally, most people were reluctant to such a race. Perhaps because of that, the half-breed demon girl felt timid and ignorant in every move.
“There, Tigiling is also a freshman. It belongs to ＜Tower of the Phoenix that burns forever>.”
The priests said proudly.
They were students of the Tower of the Phoenix, who rarely interacted with other tower students, but when the priests of the order came, they went out to help.
“It’s really inspiring. I’m sure there will be friends here who believe in Freesinga-sama. It is also Freesinga-sama.”
“Brother!”
The priests seemed very happy despite Lee Han’s succinct praise.
‘By the way…’
Lee Han entered the tent and looked around.
There are two things that are most important when joining a denomination.
What can he get if he joins the denomination?
And what should I do when I join the denomination?
Wouldn’t it be more inconvenient if you had to whip yourself every time you join a strange denomination and attend a meeting?
‘Because it’s a church tent, it’s frugal.’
Inside the tent was a breeze. There were a few benches, and the altar in front wasThere was a sign that looked like the symbol of Lisinga.
If it is ordinary, it can be said that it is ordinary, but there was one sense of incongruity with Lee Han.
‘Isn’t there too many artifacts here?’
There were many items that felt strangely magical in the tent.
Enchanted items and artifacts were quite expensive and rare, even if they were trivial.
But how can such artifacts swarm inside the tent?
Priests don’t look particularly extravagant…
‘You said that Frisinga was a god who sacrificed himself to support the world, right? Are you a rookie with something to do with creating artifacts?’
Bump, tick, tick.
A short, skinny priest approached Lee Han to explain.
“…?”
Astonishingly, every time the priest took his foot, a very deep footprint was engraved on the ground. Lee Han’s eyes widened.
“ah. Are you surprised? Brother?”
The priest smiled, realizing that Lee Han was surprised, and opened his mouth.
“No surprise. It’s because of the artifact I’m wearing. This is a cursed artifact. Brother. It has the effect of increasing the divine power that can be used instead of multiplying the weight.”
“ah. Did you accidentally wear it while exploring a dungeon or having an adventure?”
“It’s not that, it was worn in honor of Frisinga-sama.”
“??”
“Frisinga-sama is a person who sacrifices herself to support the world. Shouldn’t we be sacrificing that much? Brother. Each time we kick one of the world’s cursed artifacts, the world’s curse diminishes.”
Frisinga Church.
In honor of the cursed god who must bear the world forever, the priests themselves wore cursed artifacts.
Their holy magic did not dispel the curse contained in artifacts like other holy magic.
Instead, it had an extreme effect of enhancing both performance and curse.
Slowly realizing the truth, Lee Han’s face began to bleed.
Ian regretted it.
‘I’m out of my mind. Are you listening to the principal?’
I believed it for a moment because of the warm conversation atmosphere with the principal, but the madness emanating from the church was not normal.
It’s a denomination that deliberately wears cursed artifacts.
“…you don’t seem to like it either.”
The priest was no ordinary man.
Even though Lee Han had taken care of his expression, he was keenly aware that he felt reluctant.
“no. I am so happy…”
“no. Brother. The road of devotion for Freesinga is actually a difficult and arduous one. If you change your mind even now, it’s okay not to walk. I understand.”
The priest said with a sad smile.
Lee Han was sorry, but he glanced at the location of the exit. Because the opponent could change at any time and catch him.
“This cursed belt was meant to welcome the arrival of the new brother… but after hearing the detailed explanation, everyone left. Indeed, it is natural. A belt with a curse that absorbs magic. Which brother would you like?”
“…for a moment. How does that work?”