248 – Trick
I ended up wasting too much time trying to deal with an unexpected contact accident.
When I came out of the stable, I could see the clearly dark outside scenery at a glance.
Since dinner with the Pope was scheduled, the warrior party walked straight towards the Great Hall without any time to stop by.
‘Anyway, this is a big deal….’
But Ian’s steps were heavy.
It is certainly fortunate that he was not brought before the Inquisition for poaching unicorns, but the purpose of coming here in the first place was to receive care from the saint.
I tried to create a touching reunion with the unicorn I grew up with since childhood, but perhaps due to my lack of experience as a director, the picture I wanted did not come out, and the result was a gutter.
Isn’t she probably caught up in her guilt of being an impure saint by now?
It’s literally like they were trying to take it off and then put it on. At that time, she just sighed as she felt like she had done something she was very sorry about.
“Iaan~”
Thalia, who had been waiting for an opportunity earlier, decided that this was the time and clung to her.
Why is he like this? Did I eat something wrong?
She wasn’t like this for a day or two, but there was a clear difference here.
Perhaps it was because she was less ashamed of her meager chest, but pushing her breasts, which were both hard and soft, was not much different from the way she always showed, but it was very rare to use her entire body to cling to her.
It’s a shame she’s so small, otherwise she wouldn’t even have trouble walking. What kind of ridiculous request is she trying to make this time?
“Why?”
“You know that hard, thick thing in her pocket.”
A curious gaze swept over my pants.
Mesgaki is talking nonsense again. If you keep saying bad things like that, I might listen and give you true education.
“You…”
At that sight, Reina reflexively tries to let go of Gensei like Pavlov’s dog.
“Can’t you give that to Thalia?”
Ah, I said something and you mean this. It’s definitely hard and thick.
Sigh.
As I took out a sturdy object from her pocket, Raina, who was approaching me, stopped.
“Me again. Was it something like that?’
I came to terms with it and returned to my original position.
What was he thinking?
What I took out was the unicorn horn, which could be seen as the only profit from this incident that left only scars.
I took care of the broken ones as they grew. Although it is more accurate to say that I hid it because I was embarrassed, rather than saying I took care of it.
Unicorn horn is a top-tier item, one level higher than platinum, and when strengthened or added when refining a weapon, all kinds of options are available.
It is a product that is close to a scam to the point that it is faster to find an option that does not increase, but in fact, because it boasts an exorbitant exchange rate of one horn per unicorn, there were few users who gave up the saintess’s movement speed to obtain it.
In addition, unless you catch a wild unicorn that is so rare that it reminds you of a fantasy Pokémon, the only way to get it is to sacrifice the saint’s unicorn, and you have to give it to only one person, which is very ambiguous.
In theory, he is the only hero who can perform a one-man show to achieve maximum efficiency, but since his weapon is a fixed holy sword, even if he asks a blacksmith to refine it, no one treats him as such, saying that the Goddess will punish him with heaven.
Only dwarves can handle this in the first place.
Even if you get it, it is divided into Rayna, who specializes in field hunting, and Thalia, who is the master of boss hunting. In that case, it would have been better to release the unicorns separately and deal damage to them, so it was a story like a joke.
But it’s in my hands now.
‘If the saint had been sane, she would have made plans to mass produce unicorn horns….’
Of course, the person concerned would have opposed it, saying it was animal abuse.
“Yes! That’s that!”
But the opponent is a wizard, a race that greedies for knowledge. For her, who frugally took even the branches of the World Tree from the Elf Queen when everyone else rejected her, her unicorn horn is literally the material of her dreams.
Earlier, I saw a unicorn secretly pulling hair from its tail while it was down. Are you even paying attention to this now?
“Huh? Thalia will give you something nice as soon as you get home!”
I don’t know what she’s doing, but I hope she doesn’t say anything that could be misunderstood because of her appearance. Looks like I’m going to get caught like this.
I was about to coolly hand it over because it was a useless item even though I had it.
‘Wait a minute. If you hold this, Thalia’s life will be extended by one, right?
I know what the future holds. I can’t just give this precious thing away.
“I saw you doing it.”
“Why~!”
When she didn’t get what she wanted, she immediately put her head down and looked behind her.
“….”
Behind her, a saintess is walking with her head down, looking helplessly at the ground.
What I tried to do to lighten her mood ended up driving a nail into her heart.
Of course, I tried something else yesterday, but looking at that, I think that’s better.
After all, a man must admit his mistakes. I walked up to her and spoke to her.
“Are you okay, saintess?”
“Ah…”
It takes buffering. The situation is more serious than I thought.
“I’m fine.”
She smiled at me like always.
The saint said that it was an unexpected accident that the unicorn came out like that and that I broke its horn, and that the horn grew back, so she is fine.
‘It doesn’t look okay at all.’
But I could tell because we had been together for a while. She’s forcing herself to smile right now.
“I’m sorry. I stepped forward for no reason and the unicorn…”
“No, I know very well that you did it for me.”
When I handed her my sincere apology, she waved her hand and tried to dissuade me.
“Even if I couldn’t achieve what I wanted, my feelings were conveyed clearly. So what do I have to be sorry about?”
“Still…”
“Oh, by the way. There’s no need to do that.”
The more she said, the lower my head became.
The two people were arguing for a long time.
“Really. I can’t help it.”
In the end, her victory went to Ian, who had an infinitely light-headed attitude, and he wielded his authority as the winner and encouraged her to tell him one thing she wanted.
“Then…”
Her hands, which were holding the saint’s, were fidgeting.
“Oh, it’s nothing…!”
Then, the saintess hurriedly hid her hands behind her back.
‘What’s the big deal about holding hands?’
Hot.
She pulled out her hand, which she couldn’t reach out willingly, and held it tightly.
“Ah…!”
When I put my finger to her mouth to say something, I felt a pleasant softness.
“Shh. If someone finds out, we’ll be in trouble.”
Especially the hero and Sonia.
She is still haunted by the suspicion that she was betrayed, and if she knew I was doing this, she might climb the escalator instead of the adult stairs tonight.
“So, this is a secret between me and the saintess. You understand, right?”
“Secret….”
I winked and she stared at her own hand held in her hold.
‘Are you worried about your image as a saint?’
Well, if anyone were to see her holding hands with a man, the entire country would turn upside down that day.
But she is also human. Even if you are comfortable living a life confined within a framework set by others, that is only the illusion of someone who has not experienced what it means to be uncomfortable.
I don’t know about that because I lived in a democratic country.
To ease her burden, she opened her mouth.
“I’ve been through a lot so far, so even the Goddess… Can’t say anything about it.”
If Kusari is released because of this incident, I will immediately spread the word of Jesus here and build Jerusalem.
‘You need to make good judgments, goddess. Unless you want a crusade to break out in the Holy Kingdom.’
While he was making threats against the goddess, citing indigenous religion from another dimension.
‘Are you complaining to the goddess right now…? ?’
The saint raised her head and looked at him.
From the perspective of the saint who did not know his dark intentions, what he said was no different from cute complaints.
This is something that someone who looks up to him endlessly cannot even imagine.
‘I always feel this way, but it seems like you regard the goddess as very friendly.’
It was a remark that could be considered blasphemy depending on how you look at it, but the saint was different.
‘I wonder how close the goddess is to being able to serve her in such a comfortable position.’
It’s a secret from a saint. Could there be anything more unsuitable for her?
“Phew.”
But, thinking that this was truly Ian-like, laughter burst out of her saintly woman’s mouth.
“And there is a saying that secrets make women beautiful.”
“So are you saying I’m ugly?”
“…Now that I think about it, I don’t think the saint needs secrets.”
“What is that?”
I just liked it. She, who devoted her entire life to helping others, found herself worried about someone.
Considering his position, it is clear that this is something he should not do. A saint refers to someone who embraces all people.
But.
“Are you not going to tell anyone?”
Brother, you are an apostle sent by the Goddess.
Perhaps there is a place for him in the world he seeks to save. If that’s the case, wouldn’t the goddess also forgive him?
My thoughts keep leaning in that direction.
“Of course.”
Permission was granted so easily that it felt foolish to worry about this.
Even though she was a saint, the sweet temptation of being still like that permeated her and tickled her chest.
Then she also held on tightly to the large hand that was holding her.
‘The act of holding her hand was such a relief.’
She had countless experiences holding her hand while treating others, but this was the first time someone had held her hand like this.
I can’t believe I’m finally realizing that the actions I’ve been doing so habitually had this meaning.
All I had to do was hold her hand, but that alone was a series of surprises.
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“Promise. Do you have to keep it?”
Miraculously, none of her worries bothered her anymore.
***
The not-so-distant past. It is said that the screaming continued in the basement of Seongguk.
Screams are always preceded by sounds of tearing flesh, breaking something, or exploding.
Pagan. Or, a stage where heresy inquisitors are active, catching and punishing those who have conspired with demons.
That was the dungeon hidden beneath the castle.
Currently, due to the dark and humid environment, it has been moved to another location and entry is prohibited.
-Ttogakttogak.
Right now. There was someone who visited that place.
-Knock knock knock.
When she knocked on her door, her voice was heard through it.
– Relief.
“Bless those who cut off false hopes and move forward.”
Then the large door opened to the left and right, and a scene inside with many people bowing their heads unfolded before my eyes.
“Are you here, saintess?”
The gray-haired nun, smiling and nodding her head, climbed onto the platform in front of her.
While everyone watched with bated breath, her lips parted.
“We saw the past, when the Holy Kingdom was gradually festering because of foolish people who did not understand the true meaning of the Goddess.”
It was a thin and delicate tone, but no tremor could be found in it. Because her strong will was flowing out of her.
“The devil was resurrected, and the danger was growing, but the kingdom was complacent, watching without taking any measures.”
Her every word controlled and tamed the crowd, and their appearance was reminiscent of hunting dogs waiting for orders.
“Feeling sorry for this, the Goddess whispered in her dream that the moment her Holy Kingdom returns to her place, she will descend directly and reveal who the owner of this temple is!”
Sandal Fon then spread her arms.
“We are awake! The moment to spread the true gospel is just around the corner!”
As soon as she finished speaking, thunderous cheers erupted from everywhere.
-Bless those who cut off false hopes and move forward!
Sandalphon thought to himself as he felt the shouts coming from all directions.
‘You’ve worked hard so far, Polaris. ‘I hope she leaves the rest to me and pursues the happiness she had no choice but to give up.’
-Chrrr.
Gray chains were extending from behind her, wearing a halo comparable to that of a saint.