The Paladin Owns the Relic

19 – Serpent Cult (1)

Irene gasped. She hadn’t seen her on purpose for the past few days. To calm her mind and sort out what she had to say, she deliberately avoided.

But she heard that she was leaving tomorrow. Meer Kant said she couldn’t put it off any longer.

「Is it okay if I send it like that?」

Irene decided what to do with that word.

The moon was bright.

Just like the day she first met him.

“Senior?”

“Sleep, hold on.”

Strangely, my heart beat fast. When a man came to talk to him, he was always a heart that had settled as still as ice, but something was strange.

Maybe with help? Or was it because he was the first man he pulled out of a nightmare?

She thought it was something no one could solve. But he reached out his hand casually.

As if it was natural, as if it should be.

The city was quiet. This promenade was a remote place where only he knew, and there was only a quiet forest all around.

“…Your junior.”

Irene’s voice was very unfamiliar.

She could see in her eyes that she was trembling needlessly.

“Junior, if you go to the church headquarters… What are you thinking?”

“What the heck. I’ll tell you the truth.”

She grins as if she doesn’t care about anything. Irene slightly turned her head.

For some reason I can’t see her face properly.

“There’s evidence that he’s a bad guy, and if I go and straighten it up… Everything will turn out well, right?”

“If you go to the church headquarters, you’ll find Bishop Brody, the father of Beverick’s apprentice priest.”

“If Bishop Brody did something wrong, he should be beaten. Wouldn’t you like to tie it up and punish him together?”

Sighing, Irene laughed involuntarily. He was so open minded that sometimes it was hard to keep up.

A mysterious person. Mysterious child.

What would happen if a few more years passed like this? What kind of person will he be

…What kind of man will I be?

“Junior.”

“Yes?”

“I have a question. How old is your junior now?”

“…Do you ask that now?”

“Well, could it be? I don’t know the age of the other children, nor the age of Priest Meerkandt. It’s the first time I’ve asked anyone’s age, so I don’t mean anything else…”

“It’s okay. Well. I’m not hurt.”

The sound of grass being stepped on.

Irene carefully looked back at him.

“…Really?”

“Ah. It’s true. Would the head of the company be hurt by something like this? Just a little bit. Just a little pissed off?”

“Mi, I’m sorry. It just doesn’t really mean anything else…”

Zahard laughed.

“I’m kidding. You have a cute side.”

“What, what?”

“At first, you treated me very harshly, right? I thought you were a doll. As long as a person is pretty, that’s all. You have to have some humanity.”

“Human…What?!”

“Yeah. You have to know how to be angry like that.”

Zahard stabbed Irene in the side.

“How is it? Are you feeling a little better now?”

“…Ah?”

Irene blinked her eyes. Come to think of it, she no longer trembles in her voice.

Could it be that she knew everything and was considerate? Irene frowned and glared at Zahard.

“But I can’t forgive that remark. I’m much older.”

“Who knows you’re older?”

“I know. No matter how you look at it, you look like you’re only about 15 years old.”

“…Are you sure? What if I had more than that?”

“I’m sure. If he was taller than him, he would have been taller than me.”

“I’m 0.5Cm taller than yesterday?! Wait a year. I’m going to look down at seniors, so be prepared.”

“Whoops.”

Irene stopped walking. She looked at Zahad, who had been following her from the side.

“Can I look forward to it?”

“…Expect?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I’m about as tall… I can’t believe I don’t grow up here? If I don’t grow up, even the gods will go scold me.”

“It’s disrespectful.”

“Because I’m kind of close to him.”

Be friendly. If someone else did it, it would have left an impression. But strangely, Irene couldn’t be mad at him.

Being generous. When she stands in front of him, her expression naturally relaxes.

What to say.

A word that should not be delayed any longer.

“…Thank you.”

Irene stretched out her hand. She stroked his hair quietly.

“Thank you, Zahard. I will never forget everything that helped me and supported me.”

“I just wanted to like myself, so don’t worry about it. You didn’t like that kid, right? I’ve never seen such rubbish in my life.”

“But thank you. If it wasn’t for you…I would have cursed that day for the rest of my life.”

The black hair brushing her fingertips is soft. The slightly sharp eyes looking up at herself are also lovely.

Irene quietly and slowly stroked his hair.

“I’ll repay you for this favor.”

“It’s not grace.”

“So what?”

“…Respect?”

“Respect?”

“Senpai taught me a lot of things, right? To be honest, I thought you wouldn’t teach me anything at first?

Zahard took a step back. He looked up at Irene and nodded her head.

“I like people like that.”

“Joe, are you okay…?”

“I respect you.”

“I don’t need to change right away.”

Irene turned her head away. She asked, as if she had suddenly remembered Zahad.

“By the way, there is. Senior.”

“Something.”

“How many points is that?”

“…The score?”

“You know what you said on the first day. There were a lot of deductions. You haven’t spit it out even once these days… Is this enough for bugs to graduate?”

“What kind of bugs are bugs?”

Irene lightly slapped the chestnut on Zahard’s head.

“What’s in front of you…”

Her mouth didn’t come off. Feel ashamed of something Still wanting to say something, Irene spat out her words to the end. She shuddered a little in the middle, but she’ll be fine.

“The only one I have is my lovely junior.”

“…Ahahahaha.”

Zahard slightly turned his head. His ears were slightly red.

“That’s a bit embarrassing.”

“Are you ashamed?”

“Ah. I can’t be ashamed of myself.”

“Really? Really?”

Irene looked at him eagerly. Ah. Lycee.

I realized this while talking. Please forgive the immorality now.

“So how old are you really?”

“That’s 15. What about seniors?”

“I’m eighteen, three years apart.”

She tried to live her whole life without knowing a man, but I guess this is self-defense.

Please have mercy.

“That’s right. Very.”

“…What is it?”

“There is such a thing. The dispatch I am going this time, I think I will go. I broke my promise with my junior.”

“I thought I wouldn’t be able to go the moment I got out of the fist. Well, it’s okay. I’m a genius, so I can learn anywhere.”

“…That’s right. You’re a genius, so I’m sure you can learn a lot. I’ll learn as much as I can teach my juniors.”

“Are there any Paladins from our branch?”

“I’m sure it will work.”

I have one more goal. Paladins are one of the most prosperous priests in the headquarters of the Sun God Church.

If you make money, you can definitely do it. It is certain that at least one house can be furnished in the city where the church headquarters is located.

There, just the two of us, reading the Bible every night.

“When everything is over, I’ll come pick you up.”

“…Yes? Why?”

“Junior. Did you ask about the score earlier?”

Irene took a few steps ahead. She turned around and she looked at him. Fluttering silver hair. Her blue eyes sparkled with starlight.

Time stops for an instant. She whispered in the night scenery that seemed to embody beauty.

“Perfect score. Congratulations.”

. . .

…Was it a proposal?

Maybe not.

I got into the carriage. For some reason, I left the city of Benelda, being escorted by Meerkant and Irene, who looked relieved.

Come to think of it, didn’t they come here by carriage at first too? hahahaha. This is true

Is it a golden hometown?

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No, I don’t have a hometown. Isn’t that enough

“This, if you… Loosen it…”

“Shut up! Heresy!”

I grabbed Beverick who was wriggling next to me. The Heretic Questioners flinched, but didn’t stop.

“It’s heresy…It’s worth it.”

“Where is it that you don’t pull out your nails?”

“Aren’t you a faithful brother?”

“Beating is for a reason. Cancer.”

Baked life was rewarding. Not even a single word was added to that thoroughgoing Radatoque!

I just opened my eyes and closed them again. Whenever I was bored, I grabbed a Beverick and hit it. When I think of what I’ve been through so far, no matter how many times I lose, it’s not enough.

This is a real stress reliever! By the way!

The carriage moved forward diligently. The place where the headquarters of the Church of Ra is located is ‘Ainkad’, a city that is one of the richest cities.

Since it is quite far away, the coachman has changed several times. There was no village to stop by, so we camped out.

Do you know how annoying it is to grill meat every night?

I subtly tried to let go of the tongs. However, the Heretic Questioners openly paid attention.

“I want to taste your meat.”

“Oh, take care of yourself. I really baked a lot.”

“The things the other guys cook don’t really taste good.”

I grilled the meat with tears in my eyes. These guys. Just finish the Holy Trial.

I’ll never bake again!

The night of the sixth day since I left Benelda. I was always grilling meat. These damn Heretic Questioners were probably not the ones under Dimona, and all of them had considerable strength.

I feel like I’m seeing some kind of hunter, not priests, as he catches animals without getting tired every night.

I grilled wild pork with tears in my eyes. I put it on a wooden skewer and turned it round and round like a barbecue.

The Heretic Questioners gathered and swallowed their saliva. Then, some suddenly stood up.

“…A sign.”

“There is someone around.”

I poke my head out of the crowd. All I could see was a long top. Chariots with the pattern of the Sun God religion stamped on them.

“…The upper ranks under the Order?”

But why do you look like a beggar?

Those who were walking with a half-destroyed wagon spotted us and came running. The man who came rushing in rushed to his knees.

“Oh! Priests! I thought I would die without fail, but I didn’t expect to meet you like this!”

“…Is something going on?”

At Radatorque’s question, the man groaned and answered.

“Damn bandits have raided the caravan! All of our offerings to the church have been stolen! If we go back like this, we will all die! Please help!”

“I’d like to help, but…We have urgent business right now…”

“Ha, but priest! In the process of fighting the bandits, we saw that some of the enemies had stigmata!”

“Lord of the top! That, that’s…!”

“Didn’t you say you saw it! I believe in you!”

The man exclaimed desperately.

“It’s the Cult of Serpents! Those rotten vipers attacked us!”

“If it’s a snake…”

Radatorque’s face hardened.

“Cult ‘Naga’. Are you talking about it?”

My face also hardened. I spat out the pork I was eating.

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No, damn it!

Even if you get involved, do you have to get involved with that fanatic?!