The Paladin Owns the Relic

48 – The 5th Inquisition (8)

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Now full spring. In a little while, maybe even that will be over. Summer will come season of la.

Dimona opened the window. The air she had been in was refreshed and cleared her head. Someone knocked on the door. In a steady beat, she said, without looking back at Dimona.

“Come in. Interrogator.”

“Excuse me.”

The door creaked open. Radatoq appeared with a full bag of papers. Dimona, who had been looking out of her blankly, looked back. She frowned at the staggering amount, but soon she responded with a deep sigh.

“Is that all you have to do today?”

“There is one more like this.”

“…To have to deal with everything from trivial civil requests to paperwork. Dwayne is a b*tch. To the point where I can’t speak.”

“We are here to help. Judge.”

“I would have refused, but I won’t do it today. Inquisitor. Will you take care of this business first?”

“Okay.”

The pen moved. Dimona wiped the bleeding from her nose. The days of staying up all night increased according to the increasingly severe work intensity.

When was the last time you slept soundly? She Dimon I wanted to rest. But she knew that if she rested, everything would go awry.

When will it end?

When will I be free?

The question rode back to her memory. She squeezed herself and turned upwards. Old memories. Scent of the past.

When she first came here.

“…The Rada Talk back then was also very reliable.”

“Yes?”

“Ah, I’m talking to myself. It just reminds me of old memories.”

She’s Dimona, and she wasn’t perfect from the start. Rather, she was just an apprentice paladin who made her mistakes ahead of her will.

“It’s at the beginning. Do you know how desperate she was when she landed in a place like this?”

“I know.”

“Eh? Really?”

“You could see it all on his face. The first referee wasn’t the type to hide his expression very well.”

Radatorque was lost in thought.

“It was when I was much smaller than now.”

“Hey. It wasn’t that small back then, was it?”

“It was to the point where Belstein asked the Holy See why such a little boy had come in.”

“…Welstein said that?”

“Because he was just. I thought he would die right away if you went to the front. So he must have gone to the Holy See to argue.”

Gifts.

Belstein.

A person who once served as the Heretic Judge of the 5th Inquisition. His own former Heretic Inquisitor.

“Dimona put down the pen. He turned the chair around. He looked out the window.

Even when he first met him, he was looking out the window like this. He was staring at the warm sunlight, bruising.

“…Both of them are distracted by their size.”

Dimo I puffed out her cheeks.

“Is that the average height among women?”

“I know that Rosemary is over 170.”

“He is big! I’m not small!”

“I know.”

“I am angry because you are calm.”

Belstein.

Lada Talk.

And rosemary.

The only people he could trust at the 5th Inquisition.

“…Genius.”

Dimo I glanced back at her. The woman who once thought she was a genius stood there. She stiffened, thinking that she could do anything.

There was a woman who was just standing proudly.

But…

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Not now. Dimona has changed. She hid her old self, and she became an adult. Maybe she didn’t want to be an adult.

But her environment pushed her.

But her men pushed her back.

But the things in her hands pushed her.

Dimo I have to say that she had to grow up. Belstein’s Will and Faith. The unbending faith was slowly destroying the 5th Inquisition. His good deeds became his enemies and put pressure on the 5th Heretic Inquisition.

Belstein also did what he did now. He embraced and hugged the weak abandoned by the Holy See and slowly fell. Dimona was one of them. She has talent, but for violating the church’s order and saving people’s lives.

The strong collapsed because they embraced the weak.

The person who helped others was eventually abandoned by everyone.

That person was also a genius. He’s like himself.

And when he fell, no one helped him. Because it was out of scope.

“…Lada Talk.”

“Yes.”

“When this task is over, new tasks will come again, right?”

“…Probably.”

“Is there another job coming in after that?”

“Yes.”

“Is there an end to it?”

“……”

“How long can I handle these without breaking down?”

Dimon I found her papers.

“If I had a hard time and collapsed someday… Would I end up like Belstein-sama?”

“…That won’t happen.”

Dimona laughed softly at Radatoq’s faithful voice.

“It’s okay. It’s just that I’ve been sounding powerless for a while.”

Belstein said.

Priests are people who protect the weak and can always show the mercy of Ra.

That sounds good, Dimona thought. It wasn’t that different even now. A mouthful is just a mouthful.

But even so…As far as the people who were supposed to hug…

Like Belstein did… At least a little bit.

“Dwayne made fun of me. I’m going to show off everything.”

“,,,Judge.”

“It’s okay. I could. Is that Dimona? The most competent of all previous judges of the 5th Heretic Inquisition! Ha. The most important thing is money. Rada Talk. Do you want to know where the money comes from? It’s easier if you spend money, but I think it’s a problem because you can’t hire people. Reduce the unnecessary parts… Save a little bit of the budget… Shall we change the furniture in the dorm little by little?”

“It is a luxury.”

“How are you? Sometimes I try to be extravagant and do that.”

Dimona rolled up her sleeves. She pretends to be strong, but she still wants it in a corner of her heart.

I wish someone could help me. That would be nice.

…But that won’t happen. I have to. Because only I can do it.

“I will show Dwayne who Dimona the Inquisitor is…!”

It’s rattled.

The door is open. Dimona she saw the priest walking in without knocking. She is a priest who is about an inch taller than when I first saw her.

Zahard Apprentice Knight.

Deemo screamed.

“Knock! Knock!”

“Smart.”

“Not with your mouth!”

What to do with that troublemaker?

Dimo I sighed at her. Zahard closed the door again.

A priest who is capable, but doesn’t know where to turn. He was a man who was even worse than he was when he was there, and maybe even Belstein had taken off his studies.

Definitely helpful. But…

It is unpredictable. What to do

“…Zahard. Once I heard the story. I heard that the grades of the 2nd group went up significantly?”

“Because I took the time to teach.”

“But what did you teach? One with an ax…One with a spear…One with a greatsword I’ve never heard of or seen? It’s a completely different weapon technique from the Heretic Inquisition textbook, isn’t it?”

“When I searched the church’s library, I found some useful weapon skills. Just in time, I thought it would be useful to them, so I taught them, and it worked better than I thought.”

“…Believe that now? There’s no way there’s a book with usable weapon skills in the library…”

“I must have found a hidden book. What.”

Dimo I swept her face. This stupid boy. Okay. Well, that’s a good thing The weapon skills of the 2nd Heretic Questioners, whom I had seen sneakily, were clearly far from being in a relationship.

On the contrary, it was a weapon technique that matched the sacred law well enough to be thought of as a weapon technique of the Sun God Church from the beginning. Seeing the spontaneous sparks made me ashamed of the swordsmanship of the other Heretic Questioners.

“…You know, by any chance. Can you teach the 1st Heretic Questioner?”

“It’s not difficult.”

“Thank you.”

“A. What’s going on between me and Dimona, the Heretic Inquisitor? Radatalk. How you doing?”

“Of course. How is your brother?”

“Well, that’s just me. Hey Why are there so many papers? Even if I make it all with firewood, it will burn for three days.”

Zahard rummaged through the office. He took out a document.

“Why didn’t you allow this? Isn’t that what you’re capable of?”

“Because I have no money.”

“Does it lack a lot?”

“Beyond a lot, it’s a long way off. How are you doing with the budget you have? Most requests are rejected. Why. Do you want to run away to the execution center like last time?”

Dimo I pouted her mouth. For some reason, it was difficult to say warm words to the priest in front of her.

What can I say?

Dimo I have never met a few times that she has an opponent of her class like herself. She is all those who have been helped, leaned on, or defended herself.

She rarely meets eye level among talented people. She has never made friends. She is either a subordinate or only a superior.

Dimo I blew her nose briefly. The rest of her nosebleeds were smeared on the tissue paper. Dimona, whimpering, reached her hand out for her new toilet paper. But she was a bit far.

Zahard snatched away the toilet paper. I rolled it up and took it off.

“Now. I’m excited. Joy.”

“…Am I a child?”

“Do it quickly.”

Ugh. It’s annoying.

Dimona was excited. She had to leave her office at all. She cheered hard. Jahad, who had wiped his nose, opened the tissue.

“Why are you opening it up?!”

“I’m not kidding…”

“Don’t shut up?!”

Aung Daung Seeing the two of them, Radatoq laughed softly.

“It looks good.”

“What do you like to see?! Hey! Won’t you put it down?!”

“Isn’t it true that your height came out of your nose?”

“You son of a b*tch!”

“Whoa. Calm down. Mr. Dimona. You know what?”

Jahard put toilet paper into the trash can and clung to Dimona’s side.

“This is the end of the apprenticeship from today. Yes?”

“Go to the scene immediately and die.”

“Oh my God. How can you say such harsh words? I’m so sad… I think I’m going to cry all the time.”

“Ah. Really! I’m still busy…!”

Dimo I cut her off. She opened her eyes wide.

Zahad was putting something on his eye. Check. But that amount is no joke.

200 Million talents. Dimona was frightened. Her chair pulled back and she fell over.

“What what what what what what what…?”

“I can’t even pick up the tears I shed so much… ha…”

Zahard sighed and handed over the check.

“Do you want to have it?”

“Yes, yes yes?”

Ho, is it fake?

Dimona hurriedly accepted the check. She turned over However, what was stamped was the clear brand of the Imperial Bank.

Real 200 million talents. Real money.

“Uh uh uh?”

Dimona is broken like a deflated balloon.

. . .

“Uh uh uh uh”

“Uh heh heh heh.”

“Ahhhhh.”

“hehehehe.”

Dimona’s expression kept changing in an instant. From surprise to joy, then to crying out of nowhere and laughing again.

This is delicious. This is delicious!

At the reaction I liked, I shrugged my shoulders in satisfaction. The reaction in this house is good!

“Brother? Where is that money from?”

“It is not black money. It’s official money. It’s official money recognized by the Imperial Bank, so there’s nothing to worry about.”

“Come on, Zahard.”

Dimona’s voice trembled. Tears welled up in her eyes.

“This, this… can I have it?”

“Did you bring eggplant?”

“Why, why?”

“Why, why? I saw everyone struggling with money, so I came here to find money.”

“Uh, how?”

“The method is a secret. I sold what I had, so you don’t have to worry too much.”

“What, what did you sell?”

“Just…”

She can’t say she has nectar.

“Is it moderately expensive?”

“Ah… Ah ah…”

Dimona looked down at the money several times. Hugged and cuddled Then she jumped up.

Suddenly, he rushed at me. I hugged it and rolled around.

“I can do anything with this money! Zahard! From hiring someone to help with the paperwork…! Repairing the facilities of the crumbling 5th Inquisition… I can do everything!”

“Your posture is a bit demanding.”

“Now, Zahard…But this money is Zahard’s money…Can I take this? Really…?”

“My money?”

“Yes?”

I laughed as I was crushed by her.

“Is the money sent by an ‘anonymous donor’?”

“…Ahhh.”

Dimona whimpered. Her tears fell

“Why, why are you helping me so much? So what do you get?”

Why, why? Because I have you in the background!

I pressed my true heart. Oops How hard can it be I stretched out my hand.

I wiped Dimona’s tears.

“Dimona helped me.”

“…Ah?”

“It is petty to help only one side. I don’t like living in debt.”

“Ha, but you…you helped the other Heretic Questioners…”

“I thought it was a case of the Holy Court. How is it. Don’t you regret this? Did you bring me?”

She smiled broadly.

“There is no way you will regret it! Really aaa!!”

Smart.

A knock was heard. Radatoque winked at me.

“I’m leaving.”

“Ehehehe. Zahard… Zahard… Can I buy just one piece of silk with this? I won’t buy expensive ones… Just a little bit more expensive ones…”

“Use it yourself. Aren’t you sure you’ll do well?”

“Gee, really?! Cheer up!”

Dimona, her eyes open, rubbed her face against my chest. She’s completely disarmed.

The fall of Dimona’s Inquisitor is complete!

Ladatalk is back. But for some reason, his expression became heavy once.

“Dimona Heretic Inquisitor.”

“Yes?”

“I think you need to go quickly.”

“What’s going on?”

“There is a new news.”

Radatoq said.

“It is said that the Serpent Order submitted an application to the Imperial Recognized Church. It seems… The Snake Church is trying to become an official church.”