The Paladin Owns the Relic

37 – Holy Trial (4)

Beatrice gave in. To be precise, he agreed only to have a conversation.

【…A filthy renegade…】

“Let’s get rid of the defectors and talk about it.”

【Good. Are you curious? Why was I in the Eye Demon’s stomach?]

“No?”

【…To?】

“What I am interested in is the present Saint Beatrice?”

Her earrings trembled.

[Ho, by any chance… You feel s*xual desire for weapons…?]

“If you say nonsense, I will do it again.”

【Then tell me to understand. What do you mean?】

“It’s simple. What I want is the ‘divine law’ that Beatrice-sama has.”

It is not an assertion that Beatrice is the strongest among the fire saints of all time. She was a real b*tch who turned around on fire, but she was as real as her powerlessness.

I spoke confidently.

“Teach me! I’ll do it for you, especially for free!”

【Haaa?】

A spirit body jumped out of her earring. The feeling that the cute SD drawing is alive and moving.

A ghost like a doll gently landed on the desk. A graceful line with a blazing revelation worthy of a saint of fire.

He was wearing clothes that exuded noble elegance. The expression turned a little cheeky. The feeling of looking down on someone completely below.

Still something…

“Isn’t it pretty?”

【Does it feel good to be praised by some kind of renegade!】

Her chin was slightly raised for such a thing.

I looked down at the mini Beatrice. Beatrice, growling, clung to me. I pierced her hair with a small spear, not knowing where I had taken it, on top of her skin.

But her spiritual body is a spiritual body. There was no substance, so it didn’t hurt at all.

[Ugh…! If only I had a body, I would have burned a guy like this a long time ago…!]

“Stop thinking about starting a fire and listen to me.”

【Do you think I’m going to teach surnames to some kind of defector?】

She said confidently and arrogantly.

【I’m Beatrice! He was Ra’s most painful finger in his life! Just looking at you like this makes me want to throw you into a pit of fire!]

“Do you really want to see something burning?”

【Mo, everything is for Ra…!】

“You seem to have the most personal greed.”

Beatrice snarled. But what? It can’t even affect me.

【Why is Ra’s favor in the first place…! Is it intertwined with a snake!]

“She’s so entangled with you that it’s not easy.”

【This renegade! Worst! Lowest! Human endemic! Perversion! Pervert! Low quality! Trash!】

“It’s over the line.”

I have the holy power in my hands. He touched Beatrice as it was.

Robbering.

Mini Beatrice rolled over the desk and jumped to her feet. His eyes trembled as if he couldn’t believe what had just happened.

【How did you touch me?!】

“It contains holy power.”

【Me, I can’t touch you, so why only you!】

“Is it self-emitting when twisted?”

[Self-illumination…?]

“It’s a simple weapon that can’t even raise holy power alone. Okay?”

Beatrice sat down. He hit the floor and cried out loud.

【What a humiliation to a distant junior! I want to die! I will die!]

“You are already dead.”

【That’s what it says! Ah ah ah ah ah!!! It’s annoying!!!】

I brought my face to Beatrice. Startled, Beatrice ran back.

【No keys or kisses!】

“I never tried.”

【No erotic things! I will never allow it! You renegade! Ugly Pervert! I’m dying!]

“I said no.”

I held Beatrice in my hand. Beatrice, dragged in struggling, gnashed her teeth.

【Let go! Let go of this!]

“Let’s stop fussing and talk. Saint Beatrice.”

【Do you think I would succumb even if there was a difference in strength?!】

“…The words keep going round, but let’s clarify our position first.”

I pointed at myself.

“Who am I? She’s the one who killed the demon that Beatrice couldn’t subdue, and the one who rescued you from the hellish gastric juices. Yes?”

【……】

“They say he’s a defector, but you know that too, don’t you? That I can handle Ra’s holy power as well. I just showed you You know that there is something more than a simple defector, right?”

【Mo, I don’t know!】

“What?”

I tickled Beatrice’s side.

[Kyahahahaha! Hey, stop! This devil! Trash!】

“Stop selling and see the reality. I’m like a benefactor to you. Could it be that the saintess of the world, and the agent of Ra, who is said to be the strongest among the apostles of Ra, cannot distinguish one silver circle?”

[No, of course, that much…!]

“If you received grace, you should repay it, right? Yes?”

【Yes, that’s right, but…!】

“The quickest way to repay the favor is to teach me your surname. Being a teacher okay? Do you understand?”

【Ha, but nothing for a defector…!】

“A defector, a defector, but hey. Saintess. You saw me writing the surname of Ra. Isn’t it?”

【That, but…!】

“The fact that I can use the surname of Ra means that he also believes in me. By the way… Are you saying that his agent won’t believe me who he believes in?”

I grinned at Beatrice.

“Are you greater than Ra?”

【Ah, no…?】

“Is he more omniscient than him? Is he smarter than him?”

【That, that can’t be! It’s blasphemy!]

“Then he must believe in the me he believes in, or he must not. Say it with your own mouth.”

【…Mi, do you believe…?】

“Isn’t it? So since I’m sure I’m a priest of Ra, there’s only one thing you have to do, right? What is it?”

Beatrice’s eyes widened.

【Uh…Uh…Grace…Repay…?】

“Isn’t it? And I have to acknowledge you as the owner, right?”

【Is that so? Should it?]

“Of course. I got you out of there, and now you’re going to take over your progress too, right? Yes?”

【No, that’s right.】

“Then, since I am the heir who has inherited everything from you, who should inherit the weapons you use?”

【You… Are you?】

“Then, what about the soul that dwells within it?”

【No, of course you own…】

With a whimper, Beatrice’s eyes returned to focus.

【Do you want to get scolded?! What belongs to you! All I have to do is teach divine laws! It’s a matter of another dimension that this Brunac and I belong to you!]

“A. Too bad. Then, at least teach me the surname.”

[Yes! It will! I’ll just teach you how to pronounce, so don’t dream about anything else!]

“As expected, she is a seasoned fire saint. It’s my defeat.”

【Hey. Do you think someone like you can defeat me?]

Beatrice crossed her arms triumphantly. Then, belatedly, he blinked his eyes once.

【…Why do you think I was tricked…?】

“What is shorthand? I only lost money.”

[Huh, heh! For a renegade, of course! It’s my victory!]

Ugh.

That’s why I charged Bagnis alone. Stupid year.

Anyway, I got what I could get. Well, it doesn’t matter because it will become my weapon if I tame it slowly, and since I was about to get Beatrice’s voice method, which I needed the most.

Okay!

Very good!

It’s worth spending a month and a half!

“Uhh”

【Ehehehe.】

We both laughed.

. . .

The door is open. I had already changed into the clothes the attendant had prepared for me.

The person who opened the door wasn’t heresy judge Dimona. Heretic Questioner Radatoque.

Seeing him for the first time in a while, he respectfully bowed his head.

“It’s been a while. Brother.”

“It’s been a while, too, Rada Talk.”

He is a respectable adult. On top of that, since he was a single-minded and loyal bear, there was nothing he couldn’t do with courtesy.

The two of us went out the door. I walked slowly to the Holy Tribunal. Radatoq explained the approximate sequence.

“Dimona-sama will be in the highest position as the Heresy Judge and the Divine Judge at the same time. He will not be able to speak to you or ask you to take sides.”

“Then what about the accusation materials?”

“I’m holding them all.”

Radatorque quickly showed the papers.

“As the accuser’s agent, I will conduct most of the trial.”

“It’s reassuring. Then who will come out on the other side?”

“A lawyer will appear. Bishop Brody, the father of Beverick’s apprentice, will be defending him. A fierce battle will ensue. The end will probably be our victory, but it will definitely be a nasty mud fight.”

“Why?”

“Even if the crime is clear, I will not die quietly. They will probably drag all kinds of witnesses and make a fuss. Bishop Brody is such a man. He is the one who will create evidence that is not there.”

Radatorque stood in front of a huge door. He looked back at me

“Are you nervous?”

“Why are people who have done nothing wrong nervous?”

“…As expected, you are different from ordinary people.”

Ladatalk gave a small laugh.

“Let’s go. Brother.”

“Let’s screw everything up.”

The door is open.

The huge door was slowly pushed back silently. Lots of seats and juries. And there were only two chairs in front of him.

There was a passenger. Beverick Apprentice Priest. He was already sitting in a chair. Bishop Brody, who was standing next to him, turned to me.

“……”

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No word was exchanged. But the gaze was grim. I nodded my chin as if to say something.

Quick.

Thin veins engraved on the forehead.

Bishop Brody took a deep breath. The surroundings were noisy. Is the chief seat over there? I looked up. The only bright spot is where there are chairs for me and Beverick to sit on.

Except for that place, everything else was dark. I could see a lot of people coming and going, but I wasn’t sure who was who.

“…Internal…Accusation…”

“Zaha…De…”

“Eye of the devil…”

“How… How…”

A whisper passed by. I looked up further. The best seat among the top seats. There were three chairs placed there.

But all but one were empty. Sitting on the far left is a person I know, Inquisitor Dimona. I gently waved my hand. Dimona met her eyes and shook her head.

The only reaction is the click of the pen. Are you trying to keep a completely public stance?

“Hey.”

A sound was heard from above. I looked up. I saw Fabian, clinging to the railing, waving his hand.

“Win and come. Zahard.”

“…Of course.”

“Fabian. I should have made it clear. You shouldn’t talk to the accuser of the Holy Trial before the trial…”

“Okay. The nagging. Anyway, see you later.”

He winked and disappeared into the darkness. Heretic Judge Dimona tapped the costume bar.

“Quiet! Everyone be quiet! The Holy Trial will begin shortly! Everyone, please be quiet!”

The noisy crowd became quiet. I went quietly I looked up at her as I sat in her chair to sit on her.

Beside him, Bishop Brody whispered.

“Your long tongue also ends today…!”

“Maw.”

“You bastard…!”

“Private conversations are prohibited during the trial. Bishop Brody. Please step back.”

At Radatorque’s gaze, Brody gnashed his teeth and stepped back. In the quiet atmosphere, Dimona opened her mouth.

“Prior to the opening of the Holy Trial, the Holy Father, who was originally scheduled to participate in the trial, was absent. I would like to announce in advance that the highest authority in this trial is I, the Heresy Judge, Dimona.”

She The door behind her opened. Dimona said in a low voice.

“His Highness Cardinal Arpina is entering. Everyone, please stand up and set an example.”

In the absence of the pope, the head of the church is equivalent to the supreme power.

Cardinal Arpina.

I stood up to see her, one of her key NPCs. All those who quietly stood up in the countless silence put their hands on their chests.

Ttogak.

Footsteps echoed. I opened my eyes wide.

Brilliant white hair. Half of his face was covered with a veil. However, she couldn’t hide her beauty.

A thin face that seems to break even the moonlight. A skin that is more beautiful than any pure white snow. Even the long eyelashes and the red eyes coldly looking down at me.

It is a beauty that kills people beyond bewitching people. If that woman were an ordinary woman, wouldn’t half the world be willing to shed her blood to win her?

“…God.”

I said that the beauty rating in the game was TOP, but…Isn’t this too bad?

Why did an angel come down to the headquarters of the church, which should be managed by humans?