166 – 33. Cloel Martina
After the seventh match where I unintentionally ended up fighting another me.
The eighth, ninth, and tenth matches were relatively easy.
It was relatively easy to get rid of.
“…Namgoong Min? Well, it’s okay. 7 Wins and 3 losses are enough to qualify for the finals!”
“Really…?”
“…Honestly, I’m also good…”
…… That’s probably true too. Neither the Saint nor Eileen knows exactly how many wins are needed to advance to the finals.
Still, I was grateful for her willingness to comfort me, so I expressed my gratitude to Eileen.
Of course, apart from that, the reality was bleak.
“I’m just worried that we lost so overwhelmingly in the last three games.”
“…Did you overextend yourself when you fought another non-believer named Namgoong Min?”
“I guess…”
I used Beyond its limit, and I also used And , Which were my last resort.
The knife I had prepared to receive another card was broken, and the wounds and stamina loss I suffered were even greater.
The skill has a cooldown time, and I received a new kendo from Liu.
I couldn’t use And my stamina was almost at its limit, so I lost three games.
‘Is The problem?’
After growing up, the performance has greatly improved, which is of course a good thing, but as if in inverse proportion, the duration has become too short.
Originally, a skill that could be used for an hour without any problems has become limited to about 20 minutes a day, so all is said and done.
‘Well, if observation hadn’t grown, we would have lost 10, let alone won 7 and lost 3…….’
It sounds like you are full. Since I benefited greatly, I had no intention of continuing to complain.
The only thing that was painful was that I lost quite a bit of money I had bet on the winner due to three consecutive losses.
‘…… In the end, the finals are important.’
Unlike betting on the winner just before a match, betting on advancing to the finals before the start of a martial arts competition has overwhelming odds.
The amount that can be bet is quite high, but since it is a gamble that selects only 64 of the 512 top performers who participate in the martial arts competition, the odds of winning inevitably increase.
Especially for non-combat occupations like mine, the odds were almost at the lottery level.
‘I bet almost all my money on my advancement to the finals.’
Originally, it was impossible to bet on oneself, but by asking Rio, Eunha, and Rain, they were able to bet without being detected through money laundering.
7 Wins, 3 losses.
Please, please…… !
“Namgoong Min oppa?”
“Oh, it’s nothing. It’s Eileen now.”
“I’m going to have to switch shifts with my sister soon. It’s really fun to build memories.”
“I see.”
The personality of the academy’s martial arts student named ‘Aileen Teddy Bear’ is mainly taken care of by a saint, so Eileen is replaced only when she is out, at home, or walking around alone.
I think that’s enough for Eileen, but I think it would be nice for her to enjoy her life at the academy.
‘Is there no way?’
I know that it is a miracle that Eileen and her saint are now coexisting, but naturally, I become greedy.
If Aileen and the saint had their own bodies, all their problems would be solved.
Especially after she returned from her one-night and two-day trip, Eileen’s spirit had become considerably smaller due to what had happened, and she was startled. She has almost recovered now.
…… Well, this also sounds like a lot. Let’s just focus on the conversation with Eileen.
“By the way, brother, are you going to go with them tomorrow?”
“That’s right. Lane, Liu, Eunha, Eileen and I. The five of us have to go.”
“Is there a reason why it has to be like that? Of course, it’s fun to have a lot of people to hang out with, but sometimes I just want to spend time with her older brother and her older sister…”
“Ah…I’m sorry, Eileen. Let’s find some time before the exchange meeting ends.”
“Really? Thank you, brother.”
I forgot.
Although she is a saint, she has an adult side as she inherits fragments of the personalities and memories of previous saints, but Eileen is an innocent child who has rarely been outside of her home.
Although she is almost an adult, she spends most of her time at home due to her job as a
Saint, so her emotions and memories are not much different from those of a young child.
‘I was too insensitive.’
She thought that there was no problem as both Saint and Eileen got along well, but she was feeling lonely.
In fact, she is a child who survived thanks to me, so it may be natural for me to take responsibility.
“……Sister, don’t talk nonsense about being embarrassed and keep quiet. This is an opportunity that could be taken away…”
“Aileen?”
“Huh? What’s wrong, brother?”
“No, what did you just say…”
“Oh, I was just talking to my sister for a moment! It’s nothing special, so don’t worry!”
“Hmm, I see.”
I couldn’t hear her because she spoke so quietly, but I guess the saintess had similar thoughts as Eileen.
The five of us have to go on the fifth day, but I think it would be better to hang out with Eileen on the sixth and last day.
‘Oh, just in case, let’s ask Rio, Eunha, and Rain.’
I should also recommend it to Lucas, the prince, and the warrior. Since they willingly agreed to help me, I want to repay them at least by buying them something at the exchange meeting.
…… It’s probably a small amount of money to them anyway, but whatever.
‘The only thing that catches me is a saint…….’
The same goes for my reaction when I talk about a different version of myself, and the expression on my face when I reveal my past.
Saint, there is definitely something going on.
What on earth is this? Is it because of a plan to overthrow the church? But I understand that it is progressing smoothly.
‘Making it look like one is slowly losing one’s adult abilities…… ‘I heard it’s going smoothly.’
Saint, Rafael Making Martina seem to be losing her saintly professional skills.
That was the first step in the plan that the saint and I came up with.
If this works well, the saint’s opponents can apply for ‘proof’.
A type of religious trial to prove that saints and saints are saints.
As the goal is to lead the show there, the saint has acted well so far.
Recording a high rank in the survival test.
Medium rank in the Great Lakes.
In the church, the number and duration of prayers increased as if something was happening.
The use of Was intentionally prohibited.
Furthermore, even though he was selected as the top performer in the martial arts competition, he refused to participate.
Without any help from me, the saint’s acting is great and the plan is going smoothly.
‘…… ‘He looked anxious.’
The saint’s reaction didn’t seem to be because of my story.
Of course, he seemed a little surprised by my past, but the saint’s thoughts seemed to be elsewhere.
In the end, I had no choice but to meet him in person.
“Aileen, I’m going to see the saint. Would you like to follow me?”
“Ah… Oppa, I’m fine. I won’t go…”
“Is that so?”
I don’t know why, but both the saint and Eileen seem quite reluctant towards the saint.
Is it because, strictly speaking, it is the same job?
Anyway, the plan to overthrow the church is a story that needs to be shared in secret, so it might be better not to go along.
First, let’s talk in detail with the saint──
“Excuse me.”
“……?”
Someone is approaching.
A beauty with long but neatly tied blonde hair and a soft voice.
And at the same time.
‘…… Strong.’
Although it was only a little, I was able to understand it because I learned how to use a sword.
This blonde woman wearing a nun’s uniform and joining the conversation is strong.
Weaker than Galaxy, Lane, Eileen, Prince, Lucas, Saint, Hero, Sasaki Ito…… Only………
‘Well, now that I think about it, I guess it’s not that strong.’
Isn’t it? Are the people around me too strong? I don’t know.
Looking at it now, it looks like he might be weaker than Rio, who uses an artifact.
However, it seemed like he could subdue someone like me with just one finger.
‘…… Wait a minute, blonde hair, a nun’s uniform, and quite a strong man?’
No way?
“I know it’s rude, but I wanted to join the conversation because I had a question.”
“…Who are you? If you did it even though you knew it was rude, it must be important business, right?”
For a moment, Eileen responded rather harshly instead of me.
That kind of reaction is normal, but…… Is this Eileen you said earlier that she was lonely? If she were a saint, she would have been called an unbeliever, so I guess she is right…… ?
However, despite Eileen’s cold reaction, the blonde nun was confident.
“My name is Cloel Martina, and I am a candidate for Inquisitor belonging to the church.”
“…Yes?”
“It’s no different, the person I have business with is not the lady.”
“Then is that what you mean?”
“I would like to apologize in advance for being rude.”
“……?”
“Are you a fortune teller?”
Ah.
This reaction is clearly……
‘It reminds me of the entrance ceremony.’
Come to think of it, when I first met the saint, I was worried that the mace would crush my head.
But that’s because the saint is a fanatic and heretic inquisitor──
“…Ah.”
A candidate for the Heretic Questioner?
You’re screwed?
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“…That’s how it happened, saint.”
“So… That’s it.”
The saint sighed after hearing my explanation.
I was startled when he suddenly chased me as if he was going to kill me, but he somehow managed to run away near the church, so luckily I was able to get help from the saint.
I happened to have my life threatened by the target I was trying to meet, but this was also fortunate.
‘What if the same thing happened tomorrow when we were all together?’
Putting everything else aside, it was clear that if Eunha even raised her fist, a catastrophe would occur.
When I first came to this world, the thing I was most wary of was the heretic inquisitors, including the saint, but maybe I let my guard down.
‘…… No, you’re still trying to kill me, a student at the academy?’
If you think about it, there were heresy inquisitors from the church at the academy other than the saint, but nothing much happened, right?
Is it just that Cloel Martina is strange?
‘I didn’t know because I never met him as a fortune teller.’
“Saint, are you sure you understood everything I said?”
“…? That’s right.”
“Then please take this nun away.”
Otherwise, I don’t know what Eileen, who’s staring at me from over there, will do.
More than anything, the mace is in front of her head, so it’s really scary.
“……Candidate Chloe, please step down.”
“B-But Raphael! This guy is a fortune teller! Our director also──”
“Chloel Martina, Inquisitor candidate, please step down.”
“…I follow the words of the saint.”
No, don’t walk away with a look of regret. Don’t even glare at me and grip your mace tightly.
Is it true that I saved you? I’m not bragging, but I have a big belly.
Only after Clo El Martina put away her mace and stepped back was I able to get up.
‘I wasn’t originally planning on meeting you like this.’
I asked Eileen not to come forward, so she’s probably hiding well over there.
Chloel Martina, the saint, and me.
Is this also a love triangle(?)…? … ?
Cloel glared at me for a moment, then turned her head towards the saint and smiled joyfully.
“Raphael! How long are you going to be so hard!”
“……………….”
“Raphael?”
“…I’m sorry, sister. But I am a saint in name and appearance.”
“Don’t worry! I think you’ll always be a lovely step-little sister!”
“……Yes.”
Even though I only saw it briefly, I could clearly read the atmosphere between the two.
Chloel Martina is a saint…… Although I truly care about Rafael Martina and am close to him.
Rafael Martina is feeling burdened by Cloel.
‘…… ‘I guess it’s because of the story I heard at that time.’
When I didn’t know the secret between the saint and the saint, when I visited Eileen’s house to save her and her saint.
The saint told me a secret.
‘Saints and saints…… It extinguishes the original owner’s personality and takes over.’
Coexistence is temporary, and eventually the personality of the original owner disappears, leaving only the personality of the profession itself as a saint and a saint.
That was the reason why the saint felt burdened by Chloe.
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The Raphael that Chloe sees is probably already dead a long time ago.
‘Somehow, he seemed familiar with acting.’
After Raphael died, you played ‘Raphael Martina’ in front of Cloel.
It would have been easy to act as if the saint had lost his powers.
“Sister, you were serious this time. Namgoong Min is not a swindler or a half-baked fortune teller. He is a student at the Romance Academy.”
“B-but!”
“Sister.”
“…I’m sorry.”
Hmm, coming from the saint who tried to destroy my head at the first entrance ceremony, it’s really persuasive.
And why do you only apologize to saints? Me who felt the fear of death?
“Please apologize to Namgoong Min as well.”
“…Ugh.”
“Sister.”
“Mi, mi, mi…….”
“Mi…?”
“You crazy guy, you are a fortune teller!!!”
Kwaaang!!
…… f*ck.