The Paladin Owns the Relic

34 – Holy Inquisition (1)

“These bastards dare the Judge!”

“What are you bastards doing!”

“Zi, calm down!”

“That’s not it, this is…!”

Hmm. What a b*tch.

I looked far away from the two squabbling forces. There are no corpses of the Serpent Church, only traces of the departure.

Okay. Good. It seems my lovely Isabella has run away.

Go away. And come back when needed.

Don’t forget that you are indebted to me.

The misunderstanding was quickly resolved. Dimona, whimpering, clung to Radatoq.

“Ra, Radatoque… I thought he was dead…”

Like a child, Dimona cried out and threw herself away. She was not like a woman who was good at tricks. Radha Talk also opened her eyes slightly wide as if it was unexpected.

Then she slowly stroked his hair. Her eyes were looking at me.

“I lived thanks to Brother Zahard.”

“… Zahard… Brother?”

Dimona wiped her tears and looked back at me. Radatoque gave an uncharacteristic wide smile.

“You won’t believe it even if you hear it. More details as we go.”

“I want to get some sleep too. I think I will die of exhaustion.”

You can close your eyes soon.

I collapsed in the snow. Ah. I don’t know.

Whoever carries it will do it. Now that’s the real limit.

“Lada Talk.”

“Yes. Brother.”

“I’m going to sleep.”

“Of course.”

He put me on his back.

“Have a nice dream. Brother.”

. . .

When I opened my eyes, everything was sorted out. I slept for 3 days in a row or something.

The Inquisitor couldn’t believe what had happened inside. When he came to see me when he woke up, he immediately asked.

“Zahard apprentice priest. Is it true that you have been selected as the new apostle of Ra, the sun god?”

“Hey there.”

“Yes?”

“Please give me some food. I’m hungry.”

The Heretic Questioners got up and brought food. Dimona opened her mouth as she opened it.

“People who didn’t listen to anything other than what I said and Rada Talk… How…”

“You are our lifesaver.”

“He helped me a lot.”

“The amount I received is a mountain, so even if I pay it back in my lifetime, it won’t be enough.”

The heretic inquisitors glanced at the waists of the weapons that seemed to have been brought back then. It hasn’t even gone through the craftsman’s touch yet, but it’s enough to use it as it is.

I’m totally hooked. Hmm. The meat tastes great too. Not as good as mine, but delicious.

I finished a light meal at the campsite. I nodded my head at Radatoque’s advice not to go in too much.

The Heretic Judge Dimona’s mouth was not closed from start to finish.

“Interrogator Radatoque… Cared about other people besides me?”

“Brother is a great person.”

“Lada Talk has eyes to see.”

“I don’t know what…how it works.”

Dimona swept her face. Her pretty appearance was full of her seriousness for some reason.

“So… Zahard apprentice priest?”

“Yes.”

“Did you really encounter an ancient evil at the church branch and then be chosen as an apostle as the successor?”

“That’s right.”

“Can you prove it?”

”I can prove it…here?”

Most of the people Dimona brought didn’t seem to be the Heretic Questioner. As if the units they belonged to were different, the marks they were wearing were different.

She noticed my words and nodded her head. She led me to a deserted place.

“…Show me.”

“Here you are.”

Suk took out Surt and showed it. Dimona opened her eyes wide.

“What evil…! Nonsense! It was at the church branch, but no one knew?”

“I was stuck in a deep place.”

“How did you find it?”

“Ra gave a revelation. There is an ancient evil whose seal is breaking beneath the church branch. Someone has to fill that role.”

“But… this…”

Dimona noticed a strange thread woven between Surt and me.

“I can’t escape this evil for the rest of my life! It’s like a curse! If you hold this… You’ll die from contamination someday!”

“That must also be my mission.”

By using Surt once, it became clear that I was the owner of it.

A one-sided master-servant relationship without seeking consent from the demonic sword Surt.

It was obviously going to have a bad effect on me. I could feel my holy power wriggling from time to time, and my body being stained very minutely by demons.

Yes. But no.

My level up is faster.

I put a spoonful of truth on top of the lies I was spouting out. Smiled brightly.

“I will be able to hold on. Because you promised to do so. Even if I can’t stand it, I plan to definitely decide on a successor.”

“Why the hell…”

Dimona frowned. She sighed. Then she looked at me and she respectfully bowed her head.

“First of all… I’m late to say hello. Heretic Inquisitor Dimona bows to you respectfully. Thank you for saving Heretic Questioner Radatoque. Of course, the other Heretic Questioners too.”

“I just did what I had to do.”

“…You don’t think that would work for me, do you?”

“Definitely. You are different from them.”

The one in front of me is a fox. He is a veteran among veterans who survived the politics within the church. For a subject much younger than Radatoq, that skill alone was no joke.

I straightened my shoulders. He erased the kind smile from his face. Dimona glared at me.

“What do you want? Zahard Apprentice Priest?”

“All I want is one thing. It’s a process you’ll get to someday, but it’s the most important one.”

“…What is that?”

“Academy admission ticket.”

I felt like I was finally at the starting point.

“I want a ticket to the academy next year.”

Dimona’s answer came a second late. She wasn’t even positive.

“Haaa?”

. . .

“No. Therefore. A person who became an apostle… All he wanted was an academy ticket…”

“Whatever it is… No, even if it is a course you go through… It’s not another elite course, it’s just…”

“You have bestowed grace on me… And demanded admission to the academy that even bishops can ask for…”

He stabbed the grumbling Dimona in the cheek.

“It’s noisy, so would you like to stop talking?”

“It’s because I don’t understand!”

Dimona was hot.

“With my own strength, I can write even more! For example…Yes! That all the Heretic Questioners become your forces! Something like that!”

“That’s not going to happen.”

“…How do you know that?”

“From my point of view, Inquisitor Dimona doesn’t look like someone who can be put under anyone…”

I shrugged.

“Isn’t a relationship with a colleague better than a subordinate?”

“…Hoo?”

Dimona laughed, baring her fangs.

“Have you ever studied me in advance?”

“No way. I just take good care of people.”

“It is strange. It couldn’t have been. You seem to know me too well.”

“I am the only one who is not interested. You’re so talented, why should you care about someone else?”

“Ahahahaha. Your nose is a bit high. Then break it.”

“Puhahahaha. It can’t be. The high nose bridge is all because he is handsome, but who can break this?”

“…You two should stop.”

Radatoq interceded between the two of us. Glanced back at me

“First of all, brother. The first thing to be addressed is the whistleblower case.”

“Ah, that’s right. I forgot. I’ll just finish it in a flash.”

“It became impossible to finish it quickly. A month since we disappeared. The judge himself told me.”

“The interrogator is right. Things got weirdly twisted. I didn’t know that Archbishop Dwayne would come out himself, but he seems to have made some kind of deal with Bishop Brody, the father of Beverick’s apprentice priest, behind the scenes.”

Dimona fluttered her papers.

“This has all become scraps of paper. All of her evidence was covered up. While I was paying attention to the actions of the inquisitors, Archbishop Dwayne himself tidied things up.”

“…Really?”

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No. Wait for a sec.

A whistleblower whistleblower, but it fizzled out due to lack of evidence? Am I being branded?

“Are you lying?”

“Unfortunately, I am not lying. Irene’s apprentice priest’s s*xual harassment can make things work… But that’s not enough. It’s not something that deserves a divine trial.”

“A. No way. There’s no way the world’s Dimona would be so incompetent.”

“…I don’t know if he’s praising or cursing.”

“It’s a compliment. Compliment.”

Dimona glared at me. She sighed. She quickly pulled more of her papers from her arms.

“…Of course I have it all sorted out. Everything, even the traces of trying to destroy the evidence.”

As expected!

Ladatok looked at Dimona as if he had been betrayed by his master.

“I, don’t say anything to me…”

“Because I had to put it on secretly. Everyone here is just people you can trust, right? Zahard’s apprentice priest is still vague, but it’s like we’re already on the same boat.”

“Praise to the talented Inquisitor Dimona!”

“Don’t say things that are put on your lips. Zahard apprentice priest. It’s chicken meat. I wanted to see the reaction, but I’m not that surprised, so it’s not fun.”

I was surprised. But there is another way.

I just thought of overturning everything. Because I now have a bruenak!

But since they said it still had usefulness, it seemed better to stay in the church. Even if there are people who hate me, there are people who have teamed up with me now.

It is much faster to devour an existing group than to create a new group in the first place. It’s not that I don’t have much time.

“Dimona Heretic Inquisitor.”

“What?”

“You know I love you, right?”

”Interrogator. Could you throw this man out of the wagon?”

“hahahaha. Even a joke.”

“I’m not kidding.”

Dimona glared at me.

“I trust the words of the interrogator. But I fully believe it only after going through my own verification. Zahard apprentice priest. If you really want to help me, please prove your abilities. If so, I will stand by your side on behalf of all the Heretic Questioners.”

“As a subordinate?”

“As a colleague.”

“That’s unfortunate.”

“You said it with your mouth earlier.”

The teasing tone was completely gone. Until right before leaving the city, he played with me with a complete advantage.

This pouty Dimona was also quite cute. Hmm. It’s delicious. Very tasty.

As expected, people need to become competent.

“Don’t worry.”

In addition, I had already found a way to become stronger. My earring, which was only on one side, swayed and moved.

“Because I will prove it very coldly and overflowing.”

We were steadily heading towards the Church Headquarters. After almost a month and a half, including the time I slept and the time in Bagness, I was finally able to set foot in the city where the Church headquarters was located.

City Aincard.

The journey that started at the end of the frozen winter was already welcoming spring. I inhaled the scent of Aincad.

Ah. Good night.

It would have been better if there were no unwelcome people.

“……”

The party from the church was waiting for us. His father, Bishop Brody, an apprentice priest at Beverick who makes you want to throw him in the ass just by looking at his face.

With a few followers, they greeted us.

With the face of chewing sh*t.