The Paladin Owns the Relic

4 – Apprentice Priest Irene (1)

Level can be seen as a measure of strength. To be precise, it is a simple summary of the overall combat power figures in two digits.

Level 1 is just an ordinary petit bourgeois. But level 10 was like a skilled soldier. There were variables such as skills and equipment, but most of Glory Fantasia’s combat system leaned toward higher levels.

You could also say that level is a measure of physical ability. A high-level wizard could beat a much lower-level soldier with his fist.

This is also referred to as ‘Karma’ in the game, but…Well, it’s not important, so I put it aside.

I untied my hands. Having reached level 7, my physical abilities were at the level of a trained soldier. Even if it wasn’t mastery, it was the underline.

And the little boy in front of me was big, but he was still a little boy. Saying that I am far ahead in simple physical ability. Being short, having a smaller body, or the same doesn’t matter in this world.

My karma level is higher than the opponent’s.

In other words, you can press it with a level! A simple childish struggle!

“I’ll make you a blood cake!”

Hector shouted. The clenched fists were very thick.

Come to think of it, I was hit by that one. I had intended to pay back twice, but I forgot.

Thank you.

For reminding me again.

“Don’t talk with your mouth and attack. Bastard.”

Hector rushed. A big swing accompanied by wheezing breath. The air cracked fiercely. But I got through it without difficulty.

It was seen even though he hadn’t learned martial arts. An empty stomach and wobbly legs. The upper body was filthy big, but I could see everything, even the lower body that couldn’t keep up.

The increase in physical ability means that the five senses are also developed.

You can see everything, bastard! I see this now…

It’s an upper body bug!

“Brotherchants to Hell! That is God’s will!”

[‘Ra’ touches his forehead, saying he never said that.]

It hit Hector in the stomach. Hector’s eyes widened in an instant.

He staggered back as it was, but I had no intention of letting him go. Amidst a clearing of his throat, he slammed his fists in succession. I kicked him in the leg, knocked him down, and then lifted his foot with all my might.

“How dare you take my broom!”

“Now, sleep…!”

“Kick it?!”

I kicked too.

A guy’s groin.

There was a pig licking sound. The guy’s screams were quite funny. I desperately wrapped my legs, but I stepped on them a few more times.

“Ra shouts! Break your burl!”

“Evil! Evil! Evil! That, that, that!”

“You son of a bitch! You look like a man! You’re a good campaigner, but how dare you drag me into this! Why the fuck should I get beaten up for a woman I didn’t even fucking target?”

The guy trembled with his body. The color of his eyes turned upside down. But he didn’t get enough of it, so he trampled on it a few more times.

Hector’s saliva dripped and hit the floor. His legs stretched straight out, and he didn’t move.

I passed out. I haven’t even done half of it yet.

I raised my head. I could feel the guys who had been laughing at me a moment before hesitated and backed away.

“Where are you going?”

I smiled broadly.

“If you run away, you will be hit twice. Come back immediately.”

Ah.

What is this if not a priest?

Awakening crooked children.

I am truly a talented person for the church!

[‘Ra’ gritted his teeth, asking why he brought something like this.]

My fist flew through the sky. The children’s bodies were pinned to the ground.

The women trembled. I grinned.

“What are you doing? It doesn’t come out quickly.”

“Uh, huh?”

“Teaching has no gender.”

I am a person who treats men and women equally.

“A bystander is also a sinner.”

The girls were also beaten unreservedly.

. . .

“…The atmosphere in the church has changed.”

“It’s all thanks to the priest.”

I smiled broadly. He kicked the leg of Hector, who was vigorously sweeping the broom.

“Can’t you see that dirty thing over there?”

“Mi-sorry…”

Meerkand frowned.

“Have you ever hit children?”

“No way. We just got to know each other a little, right?”

“No, that’s right!”

“Eh, it fits so well…”

“Cha is a good boy! Zahard!”

It’s worthwhile to be a fan of places you can’t see on purpose. I nodded. He tapped the guys on the shoulder.

“You’re doing great. ‘Friends’. Let’s do it. Okay?”

“Oh, yes!”

“Oh, I see!”

“I never thought the most troublemakers in the church would voluntarily use the yard…”

Meer Kant shed her tears again, as if thrilled.

“As expected, there’s nothing like a friend to change a person. It’s all thanks to you. Zahard.”

“hahahaha. No words. By the way, priest. You seem to have other things to do. Why did you come to the garden?”

“Oh, I see. That’s right. I forgot. Zahard. Come over here. I have someone to introduce you to.”

“Really? Who is it?”

“Your senpai. An apprentice priest who entered the church before you. There were two who went out, but one returned from the pilgrimage first. They will probably be happy to see you.”

I followed him into the church. Meer Kant opened the door to the prayer room with a jolt and suddenly put a finger to his mouth.

“…I’m praying to God, so be quiet. A faithful child. A perfect fit for your teacher.”

I peeked out from behind him. And saw.

A woman as cold as ice.

Her sunlight shattered through her stained glass, enveloping her. Her silver hair, quietly disheveled, was very noble, unlike the old priestly robes she was wearing.

Put her hands together and pray. Time seemed to stop the moment that simple act unfolded from her. Like a picture, the world whispered softly.

…A saint.

That kind of appearance is bound to come out. The long, downcast eyelashes and the thin, long and thin corns were all beautiful. If it’s a flaw, it might be a scar across one of her eyes.

But she was so pretty that even that naturally melted into her. She was pure and splendid, and if the culprit was there, she would be happy just to smell her breath.

It’s a waste of appearance to be an apprentice priest in the outskirts. If she had taken a path other than her priestly path, she would have been famous for her looks.

And maybe it’s because he’s a priest of the sun god…

…But why is it so familiar?

“……”

She opened her eyes. Meerkant whispered softly. A beautiful flower that hasn’t bloomed yet.

Meerkant taught me the name of a girl who looked like my age.

“It’s Irene. She joined the church, so she’s long since abandoned her last name. Her family relationship is pretty complicated, so don’t bother asking her.”

“…Irene…?”

Wait.

Wait.

She quickly turned her head away. He straightened her eyes, enchanted by her beauty, and looked straight at her.

A look you’ve never seen before. Silver hair and blue eyes. Great body and cool atmosphere.

That’s right.

She’s right!

Usually at the end of the scenario, why is the blue falcon, who will make a name for himself as a knight of the Empire, here?!

“Call me senior. Irene. When the prayer is over, come here.”

“…Yes. Priest.”

“This is your junior. She came in as an apprentice priest a few days ago. Treat her nicely. She is a good girl.”

The voice was high. But the way he walked and looked at me was not particularly nice.

Rather, it felt like watching Cheolcheon enemy. His eyes seemed to be glaring at an unhelpful lump of baggage.

I lowered my head slightly. Hurry up and say hello first.

“Ah, hello…Senior?”

“Deducted points.”

A cold voice fell.

“Do not limp. Keep your back straight. A priest must maintain a correct posture at all times and everywhere.”

“Oh, yes.”

“Short answers. It’s a bad habit to speak too much. It can elicit unwanted reactions in public settings.”

She politely bowed her head. But her eyes were still there.

“This is Irene.”

“I’m Zahard, but…”

“Deducted points.”

“…This is Zahard.”

She glared at me.

“It has been decided that I will take over the education of the juniors instead of the busy priest. Before the education, I have something to say.”

Irene tucked her flowing hair behind her ears. He came quietly and put his mouth close to my ear.

You can feel the breath.

She spit out her words as if chewing on each word.

“It’s not too late now. Get out of the church right now. Pest.”

…I know one thing. The scenario is completely wrong, but her humanity is the same.

The Imperial Blue Hawk. While being a rationalist…

A woman with a hatred of men.

She took her mouth off my ear. His expression was calm. It was expressionless as before. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, but that’s all.

I deliberately laughed at her as she kept her poker face.

“Please take good care of me, senior.”

“…Did you not hear what I said?”

“You heard me clearly, senior.”

This is where I belong. I haven’t even finished shaking it off yet, and as long as there are still things left to shake off, I can’t leave.

My primary goal is to increase my skills and increase my strength to the point where I won’t get hit anywhere.

And then…

“I will study hard. Please teach me a lot. Sun. Bae.”

If you openly provoke like that, you can’t help but have a competitive spirit, right?

You see me as a pest!

I can tolerate swearing at Ra, but I can’t stand insulting myself!

I’ll make you accept me no matter what!

[‘La’ asks you not to put up with insulting yourself.]