67 – Raising a Hero – 1
When I thought about it, there was one more person at Bellium Academy who was acting inappropriately for his age.
“I have returned after completing the work that was entrusted to me.”
I looked down at Io Brante, who was wiggling his fingers because of his small stature and timid appearance, making him look even younger than 18 years old.
He is a little shorter than Rosaria and has a kind and timid look, but inside he is a worn-out 48-year-old mercenary who will do anything for money.
Even if the reason why he looked like that was because of the bracelet, an ancient artifact, on his wrist, it didn’t really suit him.
“Okay. I heard the news. “It was well disguised as an accidental death.”
One lost his footing, fell down the stairs and broke his neck, and the other drank until he became speechless and lay down, but ended up lying in an upright position, choking on his own vomit and dying.
Another person was unfortunately caught in a landslide while riding a carriage somewhere on a rainy day, and the last person’s cause of death was a heart attack of unknown cause. He probably used a poison that Io himself had concocted.
“At first, I thought about bringing a neck, but I thought that would make it noisy. “It’s better to make it look like an accident if possible.”
Because four nobles died around the same time, it became quite a topic of conversation, but in other words, it did not become more than a topic of discussion.
Because of that, it was safe to say that there would not be a full-scale investigation. All four of them are just low-ranking nobles from the outskirts.
I’m not particularly connected to a high-ranking family by marriage.
‘Quinn might give her a bit of a headache.’
You could probably do some personal research, but you probably won’t find anything. This was done by a mercenary who Priscilla and Rosaria agreed to say had at least one true skill.
Unless you were watching the vomit start to fall, you would probably be a bit annoyed.
“That is the correct answer. Anyway, good job. “Here’s the promised compensation.”
In addition to the basic payment of 2 platinum coins, an additional fee of 50 gold coins per head was added, making a total of 4 platinum coins. Tears welled up in Io’s eyes as she was placed in her palm.
“Thank you… ….”
Io swallowed back tears and bowed.
Because of the ‘younger brothers’ I have to take care of, I can’t even dream of long-distance requests that take more than a few days, and I’m always in a position where I have to be very careful not to reveal my true identity, so I guess that’s because I’ve never handled such a large sum of money at once.
“I paid a fair price, so it’s okay to say thank you. “If you understand, you can just leave.”
However, even though Io said it was okay to go back, Io remained standing.
“Why? “Do you still have anything left to say?”
Only after I urged him a couple of times did Io hesitantly open his mouth.
“I…… I know it’s not my place to say this…… Sir, if you don’t mind, do you ever plan on entrusting me with another request?”
“Another request?”
“Yes. I’m really good at everything. Assassination is of course possible. As long as the place isn’t too dangerous, I can ask you to kill everyone and get out. Or you can do simple chores. Also… ….”
I smiled slightly as I watched Io hastily explaining her strengths.
‘I guess you still remember what I said last time.’
There would be a huge difference between going back like this and waiting indefinitely for someone to call you again, and going back after receiving a confirmation that you would like to take on another request.
‘Rather than that, it’s a different request.’
I couldn’t think of anything in particular right now.
Assassinations disguised as accidents are not allowed for the time being because if they are used too often, it will have the adverse effect of raising suspicions over the ‘accidental deaths’ that have occurred.
‘Let me clean the club room…’ … for a moment.’
Since he said he could clean it himself, I was thinking about having him clean the room, but then I thought of a good idea and changed my mind. At that moment, there was talk about Brünnhild’s plan for awakening.
“There is one. Just in case, I’m asking, what do you think of the Starlight Church?”
“I don’t like it. I hate it so much. “I hate them so much that, if I could, I would want to grab them and tear off their limbs one by one.”
“Very good.”
I heard about Io’s background a few times from Priscilla.
Every time my younger brothers got sick, I had no choice but to go to the temple, but they treated me with disdain because they were orphans, and it was said that they took a huge amount of money from me in order to provide divine treatment, so it would be even harder to like them.
“The advance payment this time is 3 platinum coins. If things go well, three more as well. There is also an additional fee, which I will explain later. Instead, it will be just as dangerous. I don’t think that will happen, but if you get caught, we won’t have seen each other since the beginning. “You understand, right?”
“Yes. Of course I understood. What do you want me to do, employer? I’ll really do anything except tell you to die. Even if it is an act that grossly violates imperial law or human ethics and morals.”
I took out the map I had unfolded yesterday when discussing the plan. Io naturally came next to me.
“The hero and I will stop by here this Friday. “You know there’s a pretty big temple around here, right?”
“Yes.”
“Let’s sneak in there and forge just one document.”
The power of the Starlight Church spread throughout the empire, and naturally there were countless temples.
The number of temples to which the Pope personally sent high priests was enormous, but if you include the small churches that separated from those temples, the scale was unimaginable.
The reason was, of course, because of divine treatment. Although there were potions, the only recovery method that worked for all diseases was divine treatment. Or rely on humans’ natural resilience.
Thanks to this, its notoriety grew greatly. Right now, the upper part of the head is rotted to the point where it can’t be revived, so what’s the point of the lower part?
‘That’s why you can use it and throw it away without any guilt.’
The place I will be using from now on was a particularly rough place. Even in the original work, everything was said because it was a place where the hero punished himself.
For the rest, the church itself collapsed and disappeared before the warrior’s touch.
“…… Are you really going to go there?”
“Why don’t you like it?”
“No, I like it, but…… “It’s because I don’t think I’m putting a burden on you.”
“Aren’t you and Aria the only ones going to eat? “It’s better to buy a variety of things, so I think it’s a good thing.”
Friday afternoon. Brünnhild and I skipped the liberal arts lecture under the pretext of club activities and came to buy the dessert we had promised.
The items we had originally bet on were limited to two per person anyway, so we decided to go wait in line together on Saturday, and instead changed the menu to desserts from other estates that were just as famous.
Aria said it would be a fun experience to line up with everyone, so she readily agreed.
“…… “What are those?”
Brünnhild’s face, which had been very excited the whole time he left the portal and moved to the carriage, calmed down. It was because of the group of priests and nuns standing in front of the temple visible from afar.
Standing in the front was a high-ranking priest who was said to have been chosen directly by the Pope, with nuns on either side of him. In the back, priests and nuns were all mixed together without any sort of formation.
“I guess you think we won’t see each other?”
A high-ranking priest with nuns on either side of him was openly massaging her breasts. Even though the carriage was getting closer. The nun clung to the priest and flattered him.
The group looked very blatant, perhaps because they were possessed by a succubus. They seem to think they won’t be able to see it because the distance is quite long, but is that possible? Brunhild sighed openly.
The priest released his hand only before the carriage stopped. He was very arbitrary, even coming out and waiting for the hero even though he wasn’t ordered to do so.
‘That was planned to some extent.’
I intentionally leaked information in front of Roxanna that I was going to buy dessert here on Saturday. Then, looking at her, she jumped out and it seemed like Roxanna was very diligent in her role as a spy.
One more reason not to be accepted into the club.
“Welcome, warrior. And…… What.”
When we got off the carriage, the priest came over as if he had been waiting and greeted Brünnhild with an arrogant look. He made it clear that he was blatantly ignoring me.
Even if he were a priest of the Starlight Church, he would rarely look down on the Crait family like this, and he seemed to have a fairly high rank within the church.
The Pope and his close associates are people who look down on even dukes and marquises as if they were subordinates.
“What are you doing now?”
“Calm down, Brunhild. “Because I’m fine.”
Because it wasn’t Brunhilde who couldn’t have seen that action, she started crying and tried to leave, but I stopped her. Why the golden eyes? I gave him a look.
“Your neck has gained as much weight as me. “How hard can it be to talk?”
This time it was the priest’s turn to turn red. A small sound of laughter was heard. The source, of course, was Brunhild.
“…… “What brought you here?”
“What are you going to do?”
The high priest twitched his eyes again. The nuns on both sides also had sad expressions. As expected, they were like b*tches who were clinging to a priest.
“…… “That way we can provide you with an escort.”
“The guy above us was bewitched by a succubus and was causing such a fuss, so if you join us as an escort, we’ll be at ease. And, don’t you know that just looking at your skills, we are at a level where we have to protect you?”
When I spoke while gently scratching my insides as if deliberately provoking him, the veins on his chubby face stood out. Brunhild was giggling softly next to him.
Aftercare? You don’t have to do that. These are things that will all be hung together as a group once the plan is over anyway, so why worry? The church will also choose to cut off their tails rather than save them.
“Yes, priest! “We’re in big trouble!”
Just when the atmosphere was starting to become overheated due to my continued provocations, someone came running in a huff.
“What’s going on?”
Then, the priest, who had tried to control his anger, changed his expression back to arrogant and asked a question. The soldier in charge of the messenger shouted out in panting.
“A dungeon has appeared! That’s also a form of spitting out monsters!”
I quickly got tired of the arrogant face. The priests and nuns lined up behind were buzzing.
Up to this point, everything is as planned. It seemed like Elisiere was doing a good job. I quietly whispered to Brunhild, who was next to me with a serious expression on my face.
“It just worked out well. Let us handle it. Who knows, maybe they’ll say thank you later and make our share of dessert with more care?”
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“If you say that, it sounds like you’re just trying to help because of dessert. “You were going to do that even if I didn’t say anything, right?”
Brunhild grunted playfully and nodded. My eyes turned to the priest who seemed to be waiting for an opportunity to escape. Although this was not a situation that was originally planned, it would be right to get rid of those who might be in the way.
“Are you going there too? “It’s an ejection-type dungeon. Wouldn’t it be easier if the most religious high-ranking priest went there in person?”
I was even more fed up with the expression on the priest’s face as his path to escape was blocked by the words that were deliberately thrown with an honorific tone.
‘How will he react if he has to cut off his tail because of me?’
I wish I could stop holding back at least once and attack him.
Because then I can also get the right cause.