134 – … What?
“You finally came out.”
The sight that greeted me after leaving the blackened thorns outside was my colleagues surrounded by dozens of children.
“Are they all church children?”
“Yes, they are all children raised in the church.”
There are a lot of real people… I wouldn’t say much about it, but it seems like the number of children raising more than the clergy in the church makes everyone laugh.
It’s the same denomination, but is there such a difference?
“… If you compare like this again, you realize that the Church of Neiros is rotten from the inside.”
“Did you know that now?”
Prin, who lost fairy tales to children, smiled bitterly and closed the book.
Looking at it this way, she seems like a saint, but why did she commit such stupid things in the past?
“… At that time, I believed that God’s word would be more accurate than anyone else’s.”
“Not now?”
Prin, who nodded at my words, looked at me and stroked the children’s heads. Certainly, that figure seemed to prove that she wasn’t the foolish saintess of that time.
Prin at that time enjoyed praying to God rather than paying attention to the children.
I’m not saying that’s wrong, but for Prin, God… The problem was that Neiros was too big.
“Now I respect you more than the goddess Neiros.”
“It would be better not to show respect.”
You’re an idiot who wasted his life for nothing.
You’re stupid enough bitch, but you don’t have to respect the foolish me who kept trusting you.
“No, this is my business.”
“Not even foolish.”
“It’s the first time I’ve heard that from your mouth.”
“Because it’s human to want to say only nice things to the person you love.”
Prin shook her head at my words, and after covering the sleeping children with a blanket, Prin, who cautiously stood up, was startled by the child’s hand and lost her balance.
“Eh… .”
I’ve never taken care of children, so I’m so surprised by that.
Paying attention to the children, I grabbed Prin by the wrist and pulled her toward me, and Prin, with her white hair fluttering, came into my arms.
“Aren’t you hurt?”
“… Even if you get hurt, it’s okay if you recover with divine power.”
“If I think like that every day, it won’t be a problem even if I get hurt to the point of death, right?”
When Prinne averted my gaze, I let go of my hand and turned away, staring at Prinn’s expression, which was somehow flushed.
Is it because of my mood that I feel the divine power strangely felt in my body more than usual?
*****
“Hero!!!”
“… my ears.”
Rirke came to me with his orange hair flying.
I try to block my ears to the high-pitched voice, but the high-pitched sound that pierces it also makes me laugh out loud.
“I thought that if you were the hero, you would come to save me!”
… Right now, he is the one who was caught spending a lot of money in his church, right?
Anyone who hears it will know that it is a person who was taken prisoner in some demonic castle.
“thank you. Our Rirke is good as a person, but he still has some ignorance, so didn’t he make it difficult for the hero?”
“No, I think Rirke played her role properly as a saintess.”
right. Except for the fact that her eyes wander when she is with Neros, she is an active saint.
“I’m glad then.”
The shiny-haired cardinal nodded as if he was happy, and suddenly made a burdened face.
what is it all of a sudden
“By the way, warrior… What do you think of Rirke? Great.”
There was a person who came to mind as soon as I heard the cardinal.
Was it during the old warrior party? The face of the head of the count family, trying to catch the engagement of a woman who has already passed the marriageable age, was just like that… I heard that you never got married.
“… There is no relationship yet.”
“Hmm… It’s ‘yet’.”
No, is this the Cardinal?
From his tone of voice to his expression, he’s an adventurer who was beaten on a battlefield.
The reason why Rirke is strangely bright, unlike a priest, is it because he was educated by such a person?
“First of all, thank you. Perhaps, when the hero goes to catch the demon king in the future, that child will definitely be a source of strength.”
As I looked at the cardinal, who spoke confidently, a smile naturally formed on my face as well.
It might not be my fault that the way she asked me for a favor felt like a father-daughter relationship rather than a cardinal and a saint.
“Yes, of course.”
As I greeted the cardinal by holding hands, the other side also smiled and held my hand.
“By the way, warrior.”
As soon as I turned around after greeting the cardinal, Rirke, whose face was pressed against my body, raised his head and looked up at me.
“When did you become a member of the Church of Neiros?”
“What?”
He frowned at what Rirke said and asked what he was talking about.
“What are you talking about.”
“No, I felt not only the hero’s divine power, but also the sacred power of the Neiros Church.”
I hurriedly search the energy flowing through my body at Rirke’s words, but all I can feel is my destructive magic, the curse of Neros sleeping in the corner, and the hero’s divine power.
There is no place in my body where the sacred power of the Church of Neiros resides.
“Lirke, what are you really talking about… .”
“here.”
When the dark red curse entered his body, his body bent like a bow in an instant, and hemoptysis of blood flowed from his mouth.
“Cool!!”
“Lirke?!”
The cardinal standing next to him panicked and approached Rirke, but I raised my hand to stop the cardinal.
“Warrior… ?”
“Wait… .”
There’s no way an ordinary person would cough up blood like this after receiving the divine power.
The only thing that rebels against the divine power is the divine power of other goddesses. The hero’s divine power is different from that of other goddesses, so in an ordinary situation, he would have to absorb Rike’s divine power into his body… .
“Isn’t that the backlash reaction between the divine powers?”
“Yeah, sure.”
When I nodded and agreed with Rirke’s words, Rirke opened his chest confidently and smiled brightly as if he knew that.
“by the way… Earlier, I wondered why the thorns were eroded by my blood, but my body was eroded first right away.”
god damn bitch.
[‘Firemeong is fun’ says that this is the time when his brazier appears.]
He said he left it… how many times do you say
I’ll have to find a way to get the annoying goddess’ divine power out of this body anyway, other than physically impossible.
[‘I didn’t want to remain as a virgin’ asked if I should find out how your body was eroded before that.]
Isn’t the reason obvious?
“Apart from the system, is there anything related to that goddess?”
At least there was Prin, but Prin’s divine power has long since been replaced by the holy power of the warrior I used.
… But you’re not saying that I took Prin, are you?
Why can’t the thought go out of my head?
[‘I want to cut my husband’s d*ck.’ It tells you that if you were that child, you would stay like that.]
what kind of kid are you
Seeing them screaming about having their belongings taken away, swearing automatically comes out.
“Lirke, how do you think this can be done?”
“Yes, from the looks of it, the hero’s divine power itself seems to be intact. But the problem seems to be in the hero’s body?”
“On the body?”
It’s not really a body that’s lacking.
It doesn’t seem like the substantial physical has fallen, and it doesn’t feel like magic or curses have disappeared.
But that doesn’t mean there are no problems at all.
“Have you ever had a problem with your body?”
“There was a blood problem.”
There is something sleeping that can even change the information of the holy sword.
It’s in my blood that still flows.
“blood… Is it?”
“If that’s the case, it’s going to be difficult to release divine power from your body in a normal way.”
“Yes. As Mr. Jard said, ordinary skin or organs can be removed or harvested, but blood is a different story.”
Rirke pointed at Prin, who had followed me as if he had come up with a good idea after thinking hard.
“Mr. Prin! Prin-san had the divine power of a hero!!”
“N-yes!”
When Prin, swept away by Rirke’s mood, answered, Rirke’s eyes twinkled as if he had found a way.
“There is a way!!”
Why?
I am very anxious right now.
[‘I didn’t want to remain a virgin’ replies that your feelings fit well.]
Don’t predict the future.
Since you guys are doing it, it feels like God is prophesying, so I’m unnecessarily more anxious…
“You can sleep with me and Prin!!”
“yes?”
At Rirke’s words, Prin and I hardened as if we were stone statues.
no, what?
“Uhahaha!!”
Is it because I feel particularly annoyed by the only laughing cardinal?
[‘I want to sleep with all women’ laughs, saying he knew that.]
… This isn’t to blame, it’s just annoying.
don’t laugh! You’re such a new bastard!!