I Became the Hero Who Banished the Protagonist chapter 10

10. uncomfortable eating (3)

10. uncomfortable eating (3)

“I expelled the saintess myself.”

Crisp.

I wonder if it was because of my mood that the sound of Bishop Andre picking up the salad with a fork was unusually loud. The bishop’s expression as he took the salad to his mouth did not change. Anyway, they can’t directly harm the hero right away. It would seem strange to suddenly replace the hero while on vacation, when the whole kingdom knows the hero as me.

“okay? To think that the hero expelled Isis himself. That’s the first time I’ve heard of it.”

Bishop Andrew drank the wine again and smiled. Then, like a man proposing a business, he rubbed his hands together and gathered them neatly on the table.

“Of course I know it’s a lie. After Isis left the warrior party, she never tried to contact the Church. Still, the acting was pretty good. If it wasn’t for me, everyone would have been fooled.”

Was it too much to lie? Well, if you were really fooled, you’d have a problem with that. In the first place, he knew that Bishop Andrew was not a great man to be fooled by a mere word.

“Well, the Kairos Kingdom is still only aware of the fact that the saintess left the party.”

Bishop Andrew raised his eyebrows as he set the now empty wine glass on the table.

“So, why did you suddenly lie to me like that? I gave you a chance to be free from the responsibility of the selection of the warrior party, but it’s not like I didn’t understand what the warrior was saying… . It sounds to me that you don’t necessarily want to accept my offer.”

If I took that opportunity by mistake, it would not be enough to incur the main character’s wrath, and the Puritan Church would put a leash around my neck right away. How did Isis leave the party, not sharing that information with the kingdom, to erase the debt from me… No, it would be to fill one of the shackles.

“You seem very aware of the situation, so I will change my words. Suppose I banished both Isis and Arjen.”

I thought I would show a little bit of discomfort with my words, but not at all. The bishop did not look agitated in the slightest. His gaze, starting from my face and going all the way to my toes, was cold. I also shouldn’t show a swaying figure here.

“If you do that, there will be no stigma on the Puritan side. The strong relationship between the Kingdom and the Holy Kingdom will not be uncomfortable.”

“That is funny. It’s really funny. Are you really trying to destroy the ball you’ve built up because of that one thing? You want me to believe it?”

“I really hope you believe in me.”

Just a little bit, but Bishop Andre’s mask fell off. I didn’t mean to be funny, but the bishop seemed genuinely enjoying the situation. Yes, it would be better to show interest than hostility.

“It is your entrusted right to expel the mercenary from the party. You may hear criticism that it is self-righteous, but ordinary people who are not involved in it will think about it and pass it on.”

Except that the banished one was a significant part of the force. And except for the fact that he’ll be the strongest in the world later.

“But the situation is different when Isis leaves the party on her own. A saintess who abandoned her faith and mission. What will people think of this? Both the saintess and the holy kingdom must have been really in trouble.”

I was about to breathe a sigh of relief when the bishop spoke again.

“Of course I am on the side of the warrior. The proposal is also a proposal that has nothing to lose in the Holy Land.”

Bishop Andrew put down his fork and wiped his mouth with a napkin. That action was like grabbing the corner of his mouth that was about to go up.

“But I wonder why the warrior would do that. It’s a personal curiosity. Can you give me an answer?”

The bishop’s question seemed to test me. I thought things might get tangled if I avoided answering here for no reason, so I put my resistance to this and came up with an appropriate answer to the bishop’s question.

“I am a warrior. What people expect from me is to defeat the seven plagues, and if I defeat the plagues, whatever I do will be forgiven.”

It’s because the weight of responsibility that a hero bears is different. Because you are the one who has to save the world from threats.

“However, the saintess is different. The one flaw engraved on the saintess’s course will not be able to be restored. Even if it helps to defeat disaster, it can never be called the essence of a saintess. What people expect from a saintess is loving kindness.”

Blessings and giving love, realizing miracles, and healing people. An existence that must remain as a saint without being involved in any conflict with others.

“I don’t know if Isis will want to, but I think I want her to remain a saint for the time being. Even if a disaster dies, the place where the disaster swept away does not disappear. At that time, a benevolent saintess will be needed more than a warrior who can only use a sword.”

So, let’s not do anything stupid.

“For that, it would be better for everyone if the muddy water was covered by a hero, not a saint.”

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No answer came back. Bishop Andrew didn’t even ask if I was serious about my answer. He just put that smile on his face like a mask and poured a drink into his empty glass. Then the bishop looked at me quietly, then raised his glass.

“I don’t know if you’ve changed or if you’ve been hiding this side of yourself in the first place… .”

Sup.

The bishop quenched his thirst with wine again. As the alcohol entered, the fragments of the original color that were revealed little by little in the bishop’s words and facial expressions quickly disappeared.

“I’ll try to convince you first. As a member of the Puritan Church, I think it would be quite rewarding to see what choices the hero will make in the future.”

At the end of Bishop Andre’s words, there was silence. I didn’t have much of an appetite, but I couldn’t just sit back and watch the bishop nibble on his salad. I picked up my fork again and started playing with my hands. The meat was delicious to the point of being pissed off.

“Doesn’t it taste good? It’s not for nothing that I call it the hidden gem of the royal capital.”

Breaking the embarrassing silence, the bishop spoke first. It seemed like they were making fun of me for eating late, so I nodded my head respectfully. Even though it was irritating, it was a taste I couldn’t help admitting. Even as I dipped the meat into my mouth and brought it to my mouth, the bishop continued to nibble on the salad.

“Why don’t you eat meat?”

“Because it’s pitiful.”

“… Yes?”

“It’s not a religious reason, it’s compassion. I like animals more than I thought.”

A madman is a madman Well, if you don’t know the identity of that priest, you can nod your head and move on. However, since I know the identity of Bishop Andre well, I can only see him as a madman. I regretted asking a pointless question and quietly chewed the meat. There was an odd overlap between the sound of me mashing the meat and the sound of the bishop crunching his salad.

“Sooner or later, I will call the hero from the palace.”

I raised my eyebrows. Calling a hero out of the blue at a time like this would never be a good thing. Thinking of the royal palace where all sorts of strife and gossip came and went, I felt like I was starting to get a headache.

“Last time I heard they were planning a hearing. Since it was the first opportunity for the palace officials to speak out after a long time, they would have actively pursued it.”

said the bishop in a dry voice and grabbed the last chickpeas from the plate.

“The people in the palace still seem to think of me as a political tool.”

“It is said that if you become a politician, you will use everything you see as a tool to take care of yourself. It seems that the warrior is no exception to them.”

The bishop put down his fork and said it was none of his business. Somehow, the look in his eyes seemed slightly different from when he first met on the outskirts of the capital.

“If I could give a rough answer like today, I might be able to keep their mouths shut.”

“Why are you telling me that?”

The bishop chuckled.

“After a brief conversation today, I liked the hero more. Really, I seem to have misjudged people all along.”

As I contorted my face, the bishop burst out laughing. What are you sitting on and talking about? I wiped my mouth with a napkin and got up. I don’t want to get along with that person for a second round or go home with him shoulder to shoulder.

“I will go first. Are you going to buy me food?”

“Yes… What.”

“Thank you for the information. Enough then.”

I poured the remaining wine into my mouth at once and turned around. Like the feeling, my mouth was astringent. I looked back at Bishop Andre for the last time and left the dining room as if running away. Still, thanks to that, I was able to clearly decide what to do first. I sighed and stepped down the dark alley.

“That is strange.”

Bishop Andre looked at the place where the hero had disappeared and smiled. With those thin eyes, it looked like a snake sitting on a chair and smiling.

“I wasn’t that smart.”

In the name of relieving the responsibility of personnel selection, he intended to appropriately put the shackles on the warrior’s feet and get the saintess back. Isis’ mistakes would certainly hurt the Puritan Church, but being able to pay off debts to the warriors was a definite advantage. However, instead of taking responsibility, the hero offered the option of not wearing the shackles and leaving the saintess alone.

“Was defeating the third plague so influential?”

In addition, the hero never let go of his guard from the time he first met the bishop until he left. I remember not being this vigilant when we met before, did I be too loose? The bishop sipped his wine and tapped the table joyfully.

“What… , As the hero said, I will just watch for the time being.”

There is nothing wrong with the church. Now, it was the reason why the hero could stay still even if he acted out of control. The Bishop took a cigarette out of his pocket and put it in his mouth. A bright yellow light rose from the tip of his index finger, which had a bumpy joint. It was the sacred fire of the Holy Law Skill. Place your finger on the tip of the cigarette and inhale for a long time to light the cigarette.

“God’s protection be with you on the way to the warrior.”

Cigarette smoke escaped from the Bishop’s mouth like a curtain.

It’s the weekend. The weather was also very nice.

Even warriors should rest on weekends like this, damn it. I left the house with a heavy body today, and was talking with a soldier at the checkpoint going out of the royal capital. My original plan was to get some rest, but after talking with Bishop Andrew, I changed my mind. The hero had no time to rest.

“You work hard even on the weekend, warrior.”

“It is the guard.”

Today, Daphne, who always accompanies her, is gone. There is no protective magic that used to protect the body. Today, there is only me and the holy sword hanging from my waist.

… let’s go

I took out my holy sword and started walking into the quiet forest where the breeze blew.

Today’s Goal:

Open the Holy Sword level 1.

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Comment

  1. Shadow says:

    Well he didn’t defeat it….. he just got the last hit in.

  2. Respect but he still havent unlocked level 1 even though he killed kraken

  3. I_am_Novel_Lover says:

    Bro u commenting on every page… Respect~ 🫡

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