The Paladin Owns the Relic

56 – Search for Paramer (2)

There was a carriage entering the church headquarters. The white nun, who got down alone, let out a deep sigh.

A journey full of troubles. She couldn’t count the number of twisted men. But she stubbornly refused, and the white nun arrived at the headquarters of the Church of Ra.

For one person only.

The nun in white, the apprentice priest Irene, looked away from the departing carriage.

The final step to becoming a formal priest.

She was dispatched to the Theological Academy and quietly looked up at the church.

Quiet yet classy. Divinity is sitting everywhere.

Fountain. Statue. Whispering followers, and priests moving with an upright posture.

Irene raised her head. She straightened her chin. She straightened her back enough not to lose to them.

He is at the church headquarters. He is a proud junior, and a person who covered himself with filth.

Zahard.

After completing all the procedures for her dispatch to her church headquarters, Irene asked about him first. The priestess, who was filling out the paperwork, frowned.

“…That whistleblower, Inquisitor Zahard?”

“Are you talking about heretic interrogators?”

He who left with the Heretic Questioner became the Heretic Questioner shortly after?

Blinking her eyes, Irene could hear her ejaculation all the while. The priestess added at the end of her words that she was a whistleblower, that her personality was dirty, and that she was nothing short of a heretic, judging by her friendship with the Serpent Cult.

“It must have been a mess at the church branch. Isn’t it?”

“…No.”

She coldly took away her finished papers.

“Absolutely not.”

Irene said that she believed what she had seen. She remembers how upright and infinitely caring he was, and she never forgot the kindness she had shown her.

But…

A slight inferiority complex was mixed in the lowered gaze.

I thought he had worked hard enough to close the gap, but before he knew it, he was farther away. The days spent at her Order’s chapter seemed to be useless.

Subdue the eye demon.

Graduated from the Theological Academy in one month.

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Not only escorting the official Serpent Church, but now participating in the search for Paramer.

He missed but he didn’t want to see at the same time. He resented himself for his incompetence, and was ashamed to stand by him.

But even so, Irene moved on with her steps. She quietly found the 5th Inquisition.

Dimona Heretic Inquisitor.

She was greeted by a beautiful girl with platinum hair whom she had seen before.

“It’s been a while. Irene Apprentice priest. Are you okay?”

“Thanks for your concern, it’s okay. Have you had a good day?”

“Something happened. But everything worked out. Thanks to everyone who helped.”

Irene knew at once that she meant who she was. But she was not willing to speak her mind. She

Dimona spoke her words first, which she hadn’t been able to say.

“Are you here to find Zahard?”

“…Yes.”

There is no title after

. Irene’s brow furrowed slightly.

You can only call her by her first name. What happened between the two?

Dimona swish the teaspoon. She made a clear sound of the teacup.

“Shall I call you? Nice timing. Tomorrow, Zahard leaves Aincard for a mission right away. I came just in time.”

“……”

“…Hmm.”

Dimona stopped her hand.

“Are you worried?”

“…Yes? Oh, no… That’s not it…”

“…Ah. I see.”

Dimona Heretic Inquisitor was as relaxed as when I first saw her. As if proving that she was standing in a different position than herself, her face was filled with a joyful smile.

“Irene, an apprentice priest. Are you okay. You don’t have to be in a hurry. You just have to walk slowly on your way.”

“……”

I was able to see through her heart. Irene grabbed her clothes.

“…Where is he…Now?”

“I’ve gone a long way. But I guess that’s not enough. It looks like he intends to go further.”

“Can I help him?”

“Which do you prefer, the heart-warming hypocrisy or the painful but accurate truth?”

“I want the latter.”

Dimona took a sip of her tea.

“Irene, an apprentice priest. Right now, no matter how hard you struggle, you can’t help him.”

Irene lowered her gaze. Her hazy conclusions became clear.

That’s right. Now I can’t help him.

In the first place… Because he couldn’t give him proper help even when he was in the branch. Rather, he only needed help.

“How would you like to do it? Do you want to see him? To be honest, I don’t recommend it. He’s been cheating on Archbishop Dwayne.”

“……”

“Mere contact with him can get you out of the eyes of the Holy See. Why don’t we meet after building up a little more strength and becoming a proper priest? Then you’ll be able to do whatever you want. Of course, it is always up to you to take care of the aftermath.”

Dimona’s words contained her bones. I don’t mind calling him out, but he says he won’t take responsibility.

A decree to return.

Irene stood up. After hearing it clearly, she felt like everything was clear.

She herself has fallen behind him, and even if she tried to repay her favor, she could not repay it now.

“Thank you. Dimona, heretic judge.”

“…But do you really go back? You really don’t want to meet me? I can secretly call you if you want…”

“Yes. I’ll be back.”

But that didn’t mean she gave up. In Irene’s eyes, enough poison settled down to overcome her feelings of inferiority.

I have no intention of giving up just because the difference has widened. She was strong Although her body was weak, her heart was not defeated by anyone.

She promised.

I’m going to pick you up. So, all you have to do is become strong enough to trample even this weak heart.

“I’ll come pick you up when I’m ready.”

“…Hmm.”

Dimona put her arm around her chin.

“Didn’t you say you would?”

As expected, is there something between the two?

Irene’s eyes went cold.

“I’ll come pick you up. Because she promised him.”

“Even if you pretend to be with me?”

“There is no room for others to intervene in our promise.”

“…What is it?”

Dimona raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

“I thought it was a kitten, but wasn’t it a tiger?”

. . .

Before leaving, I stuffed a lot of food into the backpack pocket I had personally ordered. She was such that Dimona, who had come to check if her luggage had been properly prepared, lost her words.

“…You carry that much? Can I eat them all?”

“You don’t know how long it will be inside, right?”

“Preparation is more thorough than I thought.”

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No.

I know how messed up the situation is, so I’m carrying this much.

I have a backpack. Dimona grabbed my collar.

“I have something to tell you. Of course, I declined on my line, but you could be wrong.”

“…What is it?”

“Ugh… I don’t want to say it…But I have to. Because if you don’t talk, you won’t be able to eat properly.”

Dimona sighed.

“The apprentice priest Irene has come to visit.”

“…Really?”

Are you already dispatched? Come to think of it, I haven’t seen you in a while.

I put the bag down with pleasure. I looked around, but she was nowhere to be seen.

“Where is it?”

“I entered the Theological Academy. I can meet you if you want. There are still a few hours left until we leave.”

“…? Doesn’t senior Irene want to meet me?”

“I said I wanted to meet you…”

Dimona shrugged her shoulders.

“They say they aren’t ready yet.”

“What preparation?”

“You said you were coming to pick me up… Did you really? A promise like that?”

“…Uh.”

Did you?

“But… I haven’t heard of exactly where it will be taken.”

“…Huh. Yes this is it You mean it’s a promise you made on your own?”

“Yes?”

“Good. Zahard. So will we meet or not?”

I was troubled. Conclusions came quickly.

“I think it would be better not to meet.”

“Isn’t that true?”

“Yes. It’s clear that it will only have a negative effect.”

Even if you meet secretly, you could end up in Archbishop Dwayne’s ears. You might not care about minnows, but it’s better to be prepared for the odds.

“Did you say anything else?”

“I asked if you were the one who sent 100 million talents to the branch?”

“…How did you know that? I’m right. Any more?”

“I didn’t know anything else, but I wanted you to tell me this.”

Dimona sat on her fence and shook her leg.

“I’ll catch up soon.”

“…Ooh.”

“Well, that would be impossible.”

“No? Could you do it?”

“Yes?”

“When you are at the church branch, you learn everything that person can learn…”

One of the highest scoring NPCs in the second half.

A blue falcon that is said to be the strongest among the knights of the empire. In terms of simple level, it was an NPC that broke through the 80th level, which is said to be one of the few NPCs.

“Seniors are also geniuses.”

“Eh?”

. . .

Rosemary and I are ready to leave Einkard. Having prepared her supplies with her additions, I rode alongside her.

To be precise, I rode on her back. I don’t have horseback riding skills.

“As expected, my pet. He is versatile.”

“Keuugh…”

I wrapped my arms around the waist of Rosemary, whom I openly disliked, and looked back at her. Dimona and Radatoq.

And after that, all the Inquisitors of the 5th Heretic Inquisition gathered.

“Boss.”

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Nord sniffed.

“I hope to see you again.”

“Don’t talk like you are sending a dying person away.”

Isabel sighed.

“Please come back safely.”

“Keep what you promised. Isabelle. Because I am immortal.”

“If you say that, I’m more worried…”

Austin bit his teeth hard.

“I will do my best to help the boss!”

“Don’t work too hard. If you work harder there, you will really die.”

“I will work harder!”

“…Do it yourself.”

The 1st Heretic Questioners turned around and raised their swords.

“To Inquisitor Zahard!”

“Yes!”

“Return safely! Brother!”

”You will miss it!”

“Win hot and come!”

Everybody waved at me, except for the cringing Rosemary clique. I glanced at Dimona.

“Did you order it?”

“What do you want me to do? It all came voluntarily. See you. Zahard. How is it? Doesn’t your heart feel a little tight?”

“What is it like to be touched…”

The rising sun illuminated the entrance to the Church Headquarters. I looked at the people waving from the top of the horse.

I just did a good job to raise my background. There were no feelings beyond that.

I shook my head.

But what?

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Not in a bad mood.

“…I’ll be back.”

People laughed without saying who came first. Dimona was openly grabbing her stomach and giggling.

“Let’s go. Zahard.”

Rada Talk tapped his horse on the butt. He, too, could not contain his laughter, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

“Come on. Brother.”

Why is everyone laughing?

To be ashamed.