The Paladin Owns the Relic

35 – Holy Trial (2)

I jumped off the wagon. Beverick flinched.

“Apprentice Priest Beverick. Why are you like that?”

“You…You you…”

Looking at his stutter, he’s definitely educated. But. It’s more strange that I can’t remember how many fans I’ve had in the meantime.

There was a middle-aged man staring at me. A heavy impression on a well-groomed beard. It was the opposite image of the languid Beverick.

“…Are you Zahard’s apprentice priest?”

“That’s right. Are you Bishop Brody?”

“That’s right. I am brody The one who becomes Beverick’s father-“

He looked down at me. The feeling of intimidation was no joke. What is it? Look Until he overwhelms his holy power.

Are you blatantly threatening me?

“This is the person who will clear the name of the innocent apprentice priest Beverick.”

“No offense?”

I shook off the holy power of fire that shook menacingly.

“Aren’t you covering me too much for being my baby? No way. Say it openly. Honestly, if that guy were my son, he’d already be naked and off his leg?”

“……”

Bishop Brody’s eyes widened slightly. Seeing his holy power bounced off, he took a short breath.

With glaring eyes, even hot flashes.

“You bastard… You are not an ordinary apprentice priest!”

“Of course.”

“Reveal your identity!”

“My identity is…”

I put my hands together. Prayed briefly.

[Fire Prayer (C) is activated.]

[The body warms up.]

[Physical ability improves.]

I smiled broadly.

“Are you a disciple of Ra, an ‘apprentice priest’ who is trying to become a priest, and will soon become a priest?”

“A pun…!”

“A pun or whatever.”

I lowered my voice. Whispered so I could hear it.

“If you twist it, I will see you in front of the judge. It’s a little long. Bald inspiration. Did you rent the road?”

“You bastard!”

Hwaruk.

A fire broke out. A spark shimmered under my chin, slightly inferior to the current me as a bishop.

I could have stopped it enough to stop it, but I let it go. Because?

Because I have a loyal bear!

Boom!

There was an explosion. Bishop Brody fell back. Judging by how quickly he stood up, the damage shouldn’t have been great. However, the dirt on his face greatly nerfed his well-groomed appearance.

“What are you doing! Radatoque Heretic Inquisitor!”

“I really want to ask. Bishop Brody.”

Radatorque wrapped around me coldly glared at him.

“What are you trying to do to Brother Zahard, who is just an apprentice priest?”

“Be polite to a guy who doesn’t know how to respect elders…!”

“He is now the accuser of the Holy Inquisition. No one can touch it until the trial is over. If you want to touch him…”

The iron-blooded bear, Radatoque, stepped forward. Beverick giggled and ran back.

“You will have to get over me first.”

“…Keugh!”

Brody stood up. He glared at me and he gritted his teeth.

“Yes, you bastard… There isn’t much time left to walk with your shoulders straight like that. You will lose Even the gods will trample on your honor that has fallen to the bottom!”

“Ah. Yes.”

“You bastard!!!”

“Bishop Brody.”

Radatok put his hand on the hilt.

“I won’t give you a second warning.”

“…Damn it!”

Brodie swung around as the road raged. Radatoq sighed as he looked at the group as they walked away.

“Are you thinking of adding more enemies?”

“The relationship has already gone wrong, so what are you going to do? I don’t like bowing down to guys who have nothing to gain.”

When I think of bowing my head to that goddamned Beverick, I just want to repay him even more.

I took a stride. Church Headquarters.

The cathedral located in the city Aincad was in front of my eyes. That alone is the size of a small city.

Declining, yet one of the greatest Orders of the Empire that has not yet completely lost its luster.

The Church of Ra unfolded before my eyes.

“…Wheeyu.”

Everywhere the eye touches is filled with divinity. There was not a single speck of dust, and the color of pure white and flame was smeared everywhere.

Majestic. Wonder. It feels like exploring the most beautiful place among ancient cities that are sleeping.

I calmed my trembling heart. In fact, I can’t stand the fact that my heart trembles like this.

That’s cool.

Okay.

Let’s clean up the holy trial case first, and let’s walk around!

. . .

Heretic Inquisitor Dimona said.

“The court arrangements have already been completed.”

“Then can I go out to play?”

“…Until then, the whistleblower must be quarantined. All contact with the outside must be cut off.”

“It’s a cumbersome system.”

“Why is there no tension?”

“I didn’t think I would lose.”

Even if I lose, I will just overturn everything and leave.

If you don’t want to do this or that…

Just lean on Naga!

-That, that’s not what you want…

“Will you not?”

-Uh, my sister will scold me…

“Go out. I believe in you.”

I whispered to her.

“Can you do that much for me? I like that kind of naga. A God who works hard for me.”

-Jojojojojojojo do you like…?

Her voice trembled. Melted away

-That…But…I can’t…Ahh…Ha…But…Uh…What should I do…What should I do…

“I will believe.”

-Ahhhhh …

“Hey. What are you doing in the corner?”

“Are you thinking of becoming a cult?”

“Yes?!”

“I’m kidding.”

I crossed the entrance of the church. I naturally broke up with the Heretic Questioners.

“We have to go report to the superior.”

Radatorque held my hand.

“The oath will still remain even if my body burns away.”

“I will believe you. Mr. Radatoque.”

“Let eternity be in the sun.”

Other Heretic Questioners raised their voices and shouted.

“Brother! See you soon!”

“If we have another job, let’s go together!”

“If you want to be a Heretic Questioner later, come find me!”

“I will treat you as my older brother!”

“You’re young, but you’re going to serve me as an elder brother? Is that okay?”

“Can I?”

“Me too! Brother Zahard! Please come and see us!”

The hot cheers of the men.

Eyes within the church were focused, but I didn’t care. Rather, I was proud. Hmm. Also.

Sincere means always feeling good.

“…Walk with a straight face.”

“Where are you going?”

“There is no place to say hello. The accuser is entirely managed by me, the heresy judge. But you…”

She glanced up at my ugly figure. Clothes covered in blood and pus. Washing it once didn’t change the fact that it was a rag. He came running in a hurry without even hearing the village in the middle, so he looked like a beggar.

“Let’s wash up first.”

“It’s annoying.”

“…Are you serious?”

“No? Joke.”

I really want to wash myself. A night in a clean bath.

“Will you wash and feed me?”

“I see you doing it.”

“A. I know you’ll give it.”

“…Why are you so nasty?”

. . .

Plop!

I jumped straight into the water. In a vast golden bathtub, even the water like a waterfall constantly falling.

“Huhhhhh…”

What a paradise.

It’s paradise.

I leaned against the marble backrest. Soaking in warm water, I quickly became tired.

“Jahard apprentice priest. I’ll leave my clothes here.”

The attendant who will take care of me and watch over me said from the other side of the door. After giving a rough answer, I plunged my head into the water.

Burrr.

Playing in the water is always fun.

I stood up fondant as it was. And bumped into something

A solid chest.

I raised my gaze.

“Hello?”

“…Who are you?”

“What does it matter who I am?”

The long-haired man sat next to me and plunged into the water. A languid sigh escaped his mouth.

“The important thing is that there is warm water and that you can put your body on it. Is not it?”

“Isn’t it? Who are you?”

“…A guy who doesn’t know how to taste.”

A handsome man. His face was handsome, but all over his body were covered with scars. After lightly washing his face and brushing his hair, he glanced back at me.

Emerald colored eyes. His skin was slightly burnt. It was muscular, but not unsightly.

A body tempered by battle. Long black hair that sat down slightly on top of it.

I don’t know, but… Who is it?

“You said you were a whistleblower?”

“Who are you?”

“…Could you answer my question first?”

“What do you ask when you know everything?”

“Is that too?”

The man grinned.

“Fabian. That’s my name.”

“…Fabian?”

Ah.

Fabian?

One of the Apostles of Ra?

I peeked at his face again. Okay. That’s right. It looks very similar to the illustration. Look at this guy

Isn’t that making you look so handsome?!

I stood up. I looked down at Fabian.

Fabian’s gaze went down. He flinched.

“Wow…You’re quite right? Do you have a promising future?”

“Isn’t that a joke?”

The two of us shook our heads and gave each other thumbs up. I turned around and sat down next to him.

“What are you doing here?”

“Do you know who I am?”

“I know. If you don’t know, you’re a spy. Fabian. One of Ra’s apostles.”

“…You say you are carefree knowing that?”

“Isn’t the Holy Trial going to bring all sorts of people together? Write if you are already surprised. I want to save a little.”

“Hmm…”

Fabian grinned.

“He is a fun guy.”

Fabian, one of the apostles of Ra.

The leader of the Holy Knights who leads the Order of the Holy Knights, called the ‘Trace of Ashes’.

He is a guy who is famous for his unpredictable personality and his way of doing things. Fortunately, he’s kind by nature, so the only good thing about him is that he doesn’t cross the line too badly.

But he was also one of Ra’s apostles. One of the apex in the ranks of armed forces within the Order, a man on par with Cardinals and Popes.

The one in front of me was one of the strongest in this world. He pretended nothing was wrong and laughed, but honestly he was a little scared.

This sh*t.

It’s too strong an enemy to meet yet. Aren’t you going to be annihilated if something goes wrong between you?

He glanced at me. Hmmm- he pondered for a short time, then grinned.

“The Whistleblower Zahad Apprentice Priest.”

“Yes?”

“I understand everything else, but there is one thing I don’t understand.”

He leaned over to me. He whispered softly.

“What are you mixed with?”

…I was wondering if it went well. f*ck this.