The Paladin Owns the Relic

Chapter 41

41 – The 5th Inquisition (1)

Dimona grinded her teeth. She checked her transcript several times and slammed her to the floor.

But she was as responsible for her words as she was for her high self-confidence.

“Oh… I can’t help it! Really! All right! You won’t have to listen! As a reminder, starting today, I am your boss! Please have the respect and etiquette appropriate for it!”

“Okay. Dimona, Heretic Inquisitor. I am your dog, and I swear to be your slave. Shall I lick your feet?”

“Oh really! f*ck you! Just do what you normally do!”

“Well, to think that a talented person who gets an A+ in one month is under someone’s care… It doesn’t make sense.”

“aaa!!!”

Dimona took me to the Inquisition in a huff. She passed by the one marked 1, and she put me in front of the door marked 5.

A place full of the crappiest interiors. Part of the door is rusty, so I wiped my face.

Why are there only poor places everywhere you go?

“This is the 5th Inquisition, where you will be staying.”

“Judge. Don’t we have any money?”

“Did I not explain? The 5th Inquisition is hated by the Holy See. I am discriminated against without knowing it.”

“Does it just openly discriminate against you?”

“…The reason our support is small is because of our lack of performance.”

“Is there a smaller number of people than other heretic interrogations?”

“It’s not like that…”

Dimona sighed.

“To be honest, the number of people is small, but not that small. The problem lies elsewhere.”

“…Couldn’t it be that only incompetent and useless guys are sent here?”

“That’s right. The interrogators of the 5th Heretic Inquisition are divided into groups 1 and 2. The first team is veterans who can be put into the battlefield right away. In comparison, the 2nd Army is relatively weak, so it is a reserve force that cannot be put into the battlefield. In other words, it means paladins in training.”

Dimona leaned against the wall. Slipped and slipped

“The number of first-team members is decreasing day by day. However, there is an absurd shortage of talent to move from the 2nd team to the 1st team. The Vatican usually sends people who don’t listen or who are incompetent. Then, the performance decreases… When the performance decreases, the subsidy decreases. If the subsidy is low…”

“The time to educate the 2nd Army is disappearing.”

“It’s a vicious circle.”

Dimona smiled broadly. He held out her hand.

“Welcome to the 5th Inquisition.”

“Please just send me to the execution center.”

“Yes. No. You’ve already been stamped the way Archbishop Dwayne would, so you’ll have to stay here. Since I decided to invest, I plan to rip them all out, so know that.”

“I stepped on poop.”

I sighed.

“No, heresy judge Dimona. I talk openly about everything. To be honest, you’re competent, aren’t you?”

“That’s right.”

“Why did this happen?”

“He’s competent, but he doesn’t have a bag. There’s nothing behind me. Isn’t it common everywhere for self-made rich people to be checked?”

“…That’s right…”

In most scenarios, he appears as a politician who has swallowed up half of the church!

“Do you have any hidden funds? In fact, the Inquisitor was an outside job… Actually, he was an apostle…”

“Does it look that bad? Still, isn’t it better than the church you used to live in? We don’t worry about eating, sleeping, and resting. I’m fine right now. Right now.”

“After 10 years?”

“What will Dimona do in 10 years?”

“I think Dimona will come to hit you in 10 years.”

I expected a certain amount of hardship, but the condition is worse than I thought.

I remembered the first time I fell into this world.

Even then, the church was a mess. What did you do then

Did you secure the funds first?

“…Ha.”

Once.

First of all, let’s take care of popularity. I need to know exactly how this group works.

To make anything right, you have to have a clear understanding of the structure.

“Dimona Heretic Inquisitor.”

“Why?”

“Please put that apprentice label on me.”

“…I was originally going to attach it, but suddenly? Any reason?”

“I’m not going to get a mission for about a month. Can you cover that much?”

“What are you trying to do?”

“What are you doing?”

I rolled up my sleeves.

“I’m going to overthrow it.”

These are the guys who will serve as a stepping stone for me to establish my position within the church.

Archbishop Dwayne is after me, so I’ll have to at least grow enough to be a shield.

If I keep going like this, I’ll end up ruined, so what should I do!

. . .

I’ve been busy. Dimona felt that something was happening.

At another heresy interrogation center, things began to take over in earnest. He made various excuses and forcibly handed over the work.

A lot of trivial things. It seemed to be the stage before the full-fledged ejime started. How much pressure did the Vatican put on it and would a co-worker bully it?

Dimona laughed. Because she heard that you have to laugh when it’s hard to be first class.

But the bottle on her desk has increased in the opposite way.

Radha Talk, who had brought the report, covered his nose.

“…How much did you eat?”

“I haven’t eaten in a while.”

Radatorque lifted up the empty bottles. 14 Bottles just by counting.

Dimona is a heavy drinker. However, no matter how strong she is, if she drinks this much, she is bound to get confused.

“Judge.”

“Ah. Nagging. Inquisitor. Don’t bother nagging. Because I feel like my head is about to explode. Still, you’re doing pretty well, right? Most of the things that come over are almost cut out of my line. Tasks that can be handled at a desk are done right on the spot.”

“I am not saying that the referee was wrong.”

Radatorque sighed.

“Aren’t you overdoing it?”

“You have no choice but to overdo it. A troublemaker came into our heresy interrogation center, how can you not overdo it?”

“I don’t mean that. Judge is not alone. Please remember that I am also there.”

“I know. I know, you can’t help it. Rada Talk. Let’s get you into the paperwork too. What do you think it will be like? You’re the only person who can run as well as I expect on set, but I can’t use you for something like this.”

That’s right. Radatoq was also feeling it.

The 5th Inquisition.

There is a shortage of talented people under Dimona. Of course, it’s not just those who don’t have talent at all.

This is because there are more people who have talent but don’t listen to what they say.

“…I somehow.”

“All right. The interrogators will catch me and educate me. If you do it awkwardly, it’s no different than giving the Vatican or other heretic inquisition a crap.”

Blood dripped from Dimona’s nose. She took out a tissue and wiped it off as if she was used to it.

“It’s okay. Because I still have to do it.”

“…Not like that at all…”

Smart.

A knock was heard. Radatoq looked back. He didn’t tell me to come in, but someone was walking in.

A man with a profound impression. A feat of the 5th Inquisition and the cause of Dimona’s nosebleed.

Archbishop Dwayne walked into the room.

“Dimona Heretic Inquisitor. You look like you’re busy with public affairs.”

“Why are you here when you are busy?”

“I just wanted to see my esteemed sister.”

“It is strange. I guess we weren’t very close.”

Archbishop Dwayne glanced around the room. He glanced at the empty bottles that Radha Tok had arranged.

“The room is messy.”

“Have you added anything?”

“You’ve become very sharp.”

“I don’t feel like I need to hide anything anymore.”

Archbishop Dwayne winked at Radatoque. Rada Talk frowned, but Dimona snapped her hand.

“Let’s go out. Inquisitor. Because I’m fine.”

“…I will wait outside.”

The door is closed. Archbishop Dwayne glanced around the room.

Silence fell. It was Dwayne who woke up first.

“Your dog is very loyal.”

“It’s more of a bear than a dog. Do you know the difference between a bear and a dog?”

“I don’t know.”

“Bears tear people apart. Don’t call Radatoque a dog if you don’t want to be torn apart.”

“……”

Dwayne uncapped the unopened bottle. He poured himself into a glass.

Dimona growled.

“Do you know how much it costs?”

“This example. Would this be enough for a drink?”

Dwayne pulled out his wallet. Dimona flinched at the check on his desk.

That is a staggering amount. Too expensive for a simple drink. An amount equal to the annual budget of the 5th Inquisition.

“…Are you here to brag about your money?”

“It can’t be. But I just thought that the time had come to set a clear line.”

Dwayne tipped his glass.

“Dimona Heretic Inquisitor. Surely you are competent. I didn’t know that I could handle so many things alone. A person who can be considered a ‘shaman during the day’ even with simple force has great work skills… This is a rare case.”

“What can I say?”

“You have everything I want. Unlike the other Inquisitors who are incompetent, you are ‘real’.”

“I don’t want to be flirting with a 50-year-old man.”

“I will tell you directly. Dimona Inquisitor.”

Dwayne looked at Dimona through a glass.

“Want to get a background?”

“……”

“There is a place for your competence. If you just hold my hand, you can climb higher than this. Power, money and honor. You can have it all Within the church, you can climb to the next, highest position. I am not going to be satisfied with being a simple cardinal.”

“Are you trying to become the Pope?”

“Maybe even higher than that.”

“…On top of that.”

“I will tell you the details if you hold my hand. Dimona Heretic Inquisitor. To be honest, isn’t it cramped? Compared to your ability, isn’t the level of those following you terrible?”

Dwayne whispered.

“It is the things you try to embrace that make your competence buried. I grabbed him by the ankle and nailed him in place so he couldn’t go any further. Dimona Heretic Inquisitor. I don’t think your vessel will end up being just the Heretic Inquisitor. And I’m sure you think so too.”

“……”

“What I am offering is an opportunity. I have never forgiven anyone who rebelled. But for you, I’d like to make one exception. I admire your skills. I have no doubt that your ability will take me to a higher place.”

“… Ha.”

Dimona gave a short laugh.

“So what? Say more. What if I hold your hand?”

“Starting with full support, we intend to change public opinion in the Holy See. After discussing the competence of the 5th Inquisition, I plan to make you the next archbishop.”

“Yeah. It’s a one-time promotion. Isn’t that bad?”

“Dimona Heretic Inquisitor. Don’t be playful, take it seriously. This is the last rope I hold out to you. Are you going to turn it down?”

All the glasses are empty.

“Even knowing that there is only destruction at the end?”

There was silence. Dimona sighed. She knelt down on the desk and tipped her fingertips at her empty bottle.

“…Certainly.”

She said.

“I definitely want a more expensive drink.”

“It is a natural desire for human beings.”

“I also want to climb higher. I also want to hire more people.”

“Everyone is the same.”

“I want people to support me. I serve, and I want to bend their convictions to my word.”

“That is power, and that is why we are here.”

Dwayne nodded.

“You will get everything you want. As a token of the promise, if you present Zahard’s apprentice paladin.”

The bottle fell at Dimona’s gesture. Rolled across her floor.

“But.”

Dimona smiled brightly.

“But I don’t like it.”

“……?”

“You said why didn’t you ask me to give up Zahard? After all, that guy is the target, isn’t it? I know you You dislike people who challenge your authority. They want to bite you like a beast that has invaded its territory.”

“……”

“I am no exception. Isn’t it? Even if I get under you, one day you will bite me. There is no guarantee that a person who has climbed once will not climb twice.”

“Is that your choice?”

“It’s a choice, leaving aside…”

Dimona was troubled. Then she slipped out her middle finger.

“If you come under me, you are my person. And I’m a place for those people. Those who follow me are shackles? f*ck you. What shackles are those? It is a pillar that supports me. And Zahard is now one of my pillars.”

“…A stupid choice.”

“Are you an idiot? It’s ridiculous. He’s a genius who graduated from the theological academy in six months, isn’t he? I’ve only seen one person smarter than me. And he’s under me now. Do you know what that means?”

Dimona raised the corners of her mouth.

“It means I have no reason to be afraid of you. He is an old man blinded by this power.”

“…….”

Dwayne stood up. He glanced back at her before her expressionless face went out.

“I meant it. Dimona Heretic Inquisitor. If you had chosen to come under me, I would not have touched you.”

“I was serious too?”

Dimona yawned.

“f*ck me.”

“…You will regret it.”

“You will regret it.”

Dimona waved her hand.

“Even though he is not cheap, he is competent. Maybe even more than me.”