The Paladin Owns the Relic

51 – Snake and Sun (3)

Rosemary stammered.

“Ji, do you know what I just said? This is a crime of contempt of business in the first place…!”

“Isn’t that blasphemy or whatever, you don’t like me either?”

I knocked menacingly on the desk.

“If you don’t like it that much, let’s stick together. Let’s take off the rank insignia and have a round of rankings. Why? Are you scared?”

“…What?”

Rosemary, who had been burning, stopped abruptly. He turned his gaping pupils and glared at me.

“Are you saying that Rosemary is scared?”

“No, what. I understand. Can be scary Not like that.”

I pointed at me pretending.

“Super Rookie, Top of the 2nd Division Paladins. Besides, since you’re close with Dimo and the Heretic Inquisitor, aren’t you leaving it out because you wanted something to happen? Isn’t it?”

“Ha. Do you think you can defeat me with simple force?”

“No. No.”

I put her face on her.

“Beyond winning, do you think you can just paint it off?”

“Haaa?”

Rosemary laughed. Her eyes weren’t smiling at all.

“I don’t know what you believe in, but I’m your superior. Among the many Heretic Questioners, he is the one in charge of the ‘Chief’. He’s in the same place as Radha Talk. We are not simple Heretic Questioners. A veteran of veterans. Are you saying you can face me now? A rookie like you?”

Rosemary crossed her legs. She stretched out her beautiful legs.

“Cancel it now. Lick my toes like a dog. Do you know Skip reporting to the referee, and forgive the rudeness of the juniors who are outspoken.”

“Cheol?”

“What?!!!!”

Rosemary laughed heartily. Brushed her hair

“Cheol? Did you say you were a jerk?”

“Ah. I was scared.”

“I was scared? To a new chick like you?”

“I thought there was something… it was just chaff, right?”

“…This bastard who can’t do anything for a thousand and one.”

The expression changed. Rosemary slammed her desk. She bared sharp fangs.

“I thought the judge was liking me, so I tried to give him a moderate massage… Crossing the line? Great. But there are conditions.”

“What are the conditions?”

“For the losing side to grant the winning side’s wish. If I win, I’ll hang you naked in the street. Half a day your stupidity will go up and down among people.”

“Whoa. That’s scary. Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine. However…”

I laughed.

“Isn’t that a bit weak?”

“…What?”

“Just do it neatly. Throw away all your wishes.”

I pointed down.

“The losing side becomes the winner’s dog.”

Rosemary had doubt in her eyes. She didn’t answer for a moment, as if she was confused as to what the hell she believed in.

“…The rules?”

“There is no other. It’s just that the strong guy wins.”

“The intervention of others?”

“No. If so, what would you say? If fairness is needed, I’ll appoint Inquisitor Radatoque as the notary public. How is it?”

“Ha. That’s good. Because he won’t tolerate unfair rules.”

The desk that Rosemary was holding onto was broken in half.

“Eat some food in advance. If I win, I will starve for a week.”

“Oops. That’s bad. I was not going to starve.”

I cleared my throat.

“I was thinking of just ordering naked crab cakes. I should add one more.”

. . .

“Are you insane?!”

Dimona screamed. I dug her ears. It’s Ako’s eardrum. It will explode

“It has been decided to fight tomorrow. Isn’t it just a matter of getting rid of it before the Serpent Cult arrives anyway?”

“It doesn’t just end with that problem! I’m going crazy… Really… I was worried because there were two stubborn bulls gathered… But they’re already attached…?”

Dimona stumbled into her chair.

“You know that. Zahard. That we are now isolated. You can’t give Archbishop Dwayne room to bite. The little guy is evil and nasty. If there is a hole, they will try to widen it somehow.”

“I think I brought forward what I had to do anyway.”

“What do you do?”

“Even the referee knows that. The Heretic Questioner named Rosemary. That my temper is no joke.”

Dimona flinched. I said calmly.

“It’s a fight that will happen anyway. Rosemary…The cat is hissing like he’s got his territory dirty. I heard you worked a lot more than Radatoque? It’s obvious that you can’t adapt to the changed 5th Inquisition and are trying to return it to the way it used to be, so leave it alone?”

“But…”

“Did you know that racism, discipline, and grouping of children while they are taking a break… Do not allow them to eat properly? Are you telling me to empty the plate because I eat unbalanced? How would you feel if Dimona, Heretic Inquisitor, told you that you can’t eat cucumbers, you can’t rest if you don’t eat them?”

“That is a bit over the line.”

“Right? I want to cross the line and beat the dog.”

“No. No. Wait a minute.”

Dimona tapped her desk lightly.

“Yes. What. I don’t want either. Going back like before The 2nd Army, which was united at best, will be a mess, and the relationship between the 1st and 2nd Army, which has become good, will surely deteriorate again. But the way is wrong. Fighting isn’t the way to go, is it?”

“It is the fastest way.”

“The fastest, but reckless, right? In the first place, Rosemary is a reversal warrior. He’s a veteran of veterans. He’s good enough to compete with Radha Talk next to him. No one can subdue her in her Fifth Inquisition without shedding her blood. Even I have to endure some scars.”

Dimona sighed.

“… There’s no way you can beat her to her. Zahard The Heretic Questioner. Why did you make such an unreasonable choice?”

“Can you win?”

“Yes?”

She blinked her eyes. Radatoq, who had been listening silently, whispered.

“I’m sorry for the middle of your talk, but Judge… At least you won’t lose easily.”

“What is that… No, what are both of them talking about? I’ve heard that you’ve raised your major within Bagness, but even so, you’re still at the level of an apprentice priest, right?”

“Didn’t I tell you? They fought on the front line.”

“No, I thought it was a joke?! Was that real? Zahard at that time was an apprentice priest, right? I know you handle the sword of condemnation quite well… But you were the first to break the heads of demons?”

Dimona was troubled. She muttered to herself a few times and then flashed her head.

“Ah. I see That’s it. Oh really. You were surprised! It’s annoying.”

“……?”

“Don’t play around. It’s over now!”

Dimona laughed. She lightly wiped away her tears.

“Ah. Really. Are you making fun of me by putting this together? It can’t be. Me really all right. It’s all a lie about fighting Rosemary, right? Mr. Ha. She almost fooled herself. Zahard. That heart sank down. Don’t be surprised Will you scold me if I do this one more time?”

“……?”

“Stop it. It’s no fun anymore. Really no fun. Say it quickly.”

I exchanged glances with Radatoque. Shrugged.

Dimona’s chair fell backwards.

“Gee, is it real? Didn’t Radatoque inflate the ball on purpose to cover it?! And do you really fight?! With Rosemary?!”

Ah.

That was the subtle question that had been under the hood all along.

You don’t have to say it. Just show the result.

“Lada Talk. Would you like to be a notary?”

“Are you confident?”

“Of course.”

I have a lot of penalties, but I don’t think I’ll lose. There is no worry that the twisted holy power will be discovered during the fight.

Didn’t the apostle of Ra notarize it? Unless it’s Dwayne or Arpina, you won’t notice. If only I could keep her in check, she wouldn’t be disturbed. She’s busy with work anyway, so she won’t be able to attend.

“I’ve learned a lot lately, so you don’t have to worry about quality.”

I know most of Rosemary’s attack patterns. If you pay attention only when the sword turns into an axe, you will be able to finish it safely.

There are variables. She is probably of a lower level than her, and her weapon skills and spells.

But you can’t just fight to win all the time. And this was the first time there.

Being properly matched with someone of the same level.

Her heart skipped a beat. Are you going through a proper fight now?

I can’t stand PVP!

. . .

Rosemary caught her breath. Under Radatoque’s notarization, the training ground was completely emptied.

Static. On the side of the wall were the 1st and 2nd Army Paladins. But no one said anything.

The downtrodden holy power and the subdued atmosphere. Rosemary checked her weapon. A sword without a blade. However, it was the same that a person would die if hit hard.

Should I adjust my strength? Or should I just lose anyway?

“What’s taking so long?”

Let’s decide on the latter.

Rosemary stood up. Her cat ears pricked up. Her eyes, sharpened by her tension, contained the Heretic Inquisitor in front of her.

She

There are times when she pulls out a stone that has been rolled in, she says.

Rosemary loved the 5th Inquisition. The reason she didn’t go, even though she had majored in becoming a heretic judge, was because she thought this was her home.

It is her own territory, and the place where she will live for the rest of her life. And she had a presence in front of her that was trying to change that place.

With the savages of the north who are stinky and repulsive, yet prone to treachery.

With incompetent things that you don’t even have a single ability but ask for when you open your mouth.

A man who can become a priest who only reveals his own interests while measuring people.

The Paladins in the 2nd Army were the seeds of evil that Rosemary wanted to filter out. And it was clear that the man they followed couldn’t have eaten properly either.

With this single sword, I will bring the boy in front of me to his knees.

I will lick the floor of my life and completely destroy it.

The more I thought about it, the more my anger boiled over.

You dare…

How dare you challenge me at the 5th Inquisition?!

I’ll pluck out that tongue!

“Let’s get started.”

“Well, there is no need for grandiose greetings. Isn’t it?”

“You are right. Get out of the way Rada Talk.”

Rosemary reached out. Her wild holy power became a flame that burned all over her body.

“Because the match has already started.”

The opponent is a greatsword. An ignorant weapon that does not suit a boy’s body.

I don’t know why I chose that. But it didn’t matter. Rosemary clutched the hilt of her sword.

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Flame!

A powerful firework burst out. The holy power heated up as if the tip of the sword would melt.

Scattering sword strikes.

The cry of clashing iron.

Clash.

And a bump.

Quaaa!!!

Rosemary moved. Her eyes moved constantly. He identified the enemy’s weaknesses and analyzed their actions.

The sword fell with such force as to split the greatsword. The ensuing haze instantly dyed the training ground red.

Sword of Condemnation Type 3

White wings

The sword trembled for an instant. The clinging flames let out a mighty roar.

Quaaa!!!!

The greatsword bounced back. The guard was pierced by the strong blow of flame. Rosemary gritted her teeth.

Strong. At least it’s enough to lick your mouth. It’s all about having the guard pierced by his own back wing!

But it’s still a long way off!

Sword of Condemnation, Type 7

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The tip of the hand changed the hilt of the sword. The tip of the sword moved gracefully. Sparks flew like chains moving.

A stab wrapped in flames. Sparks exploded at the poles pushed into the palm of my hand.

The Heretic Questioner in front of me was stained red.

Quaaa!!!

It is said that when the priests of the Church of Ra fight, there will be endless flames and explosions. Like right now

Rosemary straightened her sword in a whirlwind of burning flames.

Still left. This won’t be enough The next move right away…!

“Good.”

The flames died down in an instant. Zahard’s upper body stopped falling. Moving sword. Instead of being able to wield a sword, one foot came forward.

The sword strike struck.

Creepy.

For a moment, Rosemary chose to evade rather than counterattack. Sparks were colored by the sword attack that barely missed. A belated detonation detonated my hearing for a moment.

Quaaa!!

My face was stained red. The body wrapped in holy power bounced back with just a simple explosion.

What, what?

What is this ridiculous destructive power?

Rosemary immediately straightened his posture. Her sense of wildness was warning her.

There is something. She has something she doesn’t know.

He looked at himself. A large sword, unsuitable for his small stature, hung over his shoulder. Burning gaze. The air that seems to have fallen.

“This is PVP.”

He laughed.

“Why? Won’t you jump?”

For a moment, Rosemary pointed her sword at the changed air instead of answering.

I changed my judgment. The opponent in front of her is not a simple Heretic Inquisitor.

Strong tenacity. Unusual destructive power. Wide range.

…Isn’t it different from a demon clad in flames?!