Labyrinth City Mesugaki Pawn Shop

40. Saint (3)

I won’t kill you after you swear to the goddess, but maybe right now you’re heresy! It was something that people might come out of, saying.

But instead of that, the saintess’ cheeks, which were holding an infinite weight in front of her, swelled up-

“…Foot! Fuhahahaha!”

Laughter burst out.

“hahahaha Rafi! Look at him! f*ck the Goddess! Oh my gosh!”

It wasn’t enough to pat Raffy on the back who was standing next to him, so he grabbed his stomach and rolled on the floor.

Raffy was just sighing, not stopping Rusalka.

“Saintess, please relax…”

“Has this guy ever come out recently? I haven’t heard or seen it, he’s the real thing.”

What the hell is going on?

” I liked you. Huh? Do you want to do it with your sister? Hey, an opportunity like this doesn’t come often. You only believed in that face, and when you were in your thirties, you lamented that you couldn’t manage it when you were young, and then you go hooked. Then don’t mess with the girls next to you~ Leave all your friends~ If you leave at least some good memories from when you were young, you won’t regret it later. Is this advice that will become the bones and flesh left behind by you?”

Is this… A saint?

She clenched her fist against the palm of her left hand and patted her thumb, making a vulgar noise. How could this be a saint?

“Then, what was that oracle? No, why did you call me?”

“Ah, an oracle? Certainly such an oracle had come down. At the end of her world, another arrogant man committed the blasphemy of playing with her goddess twice with his evil hands. But what about that?”

Now I don’t even know what it is.

“Where did you break the head of the cathedral statue? Originally, there are countless differences depending on the perspective of the person who interprets that an oracle is different and different~ What was that… Ba… Ba…”

“This is Baden. Saint”

“Yes! The Margrave of Baden in the western part of the Empire was almost blown off because of an oracle, and I interpreted it differently and saved him. Was that 8 or 9 years ago, but are you still sending gifts and donations every New Year? After all, people should live kindly and see.”

The meaning of the word good must have faded considerably.

“I guess all good people are dead. A person like this becomes a saint… Or is she a self-proclaimed saint?”

“What are those unbelieving eyes?”

“No, common sense tells me to believe it after putting up the fuss earlier?”

Ottoman Governor Tulip Bulb Horse f*ck Beekeeping Horo s*x Departure!!!

Anyone shouting the same thing?

“Well then, shall we make it unbelievable?”

He looked at me with a sly expression and then thrust his face in.

Saint Rusalka, who had come so close that each pore of her skin, within reach of her eyebrows, and her star-shaped pupils, was full of her vision, turned her head to her right, and she whispered softly to

“You… Set it back three hours.”

At that moment, goosebumps welled up all over her body, and she pushed her saintess away.

But I was the only one who pushed her away. Rusalka didn’t move as if she had taken root.

Why did the fact that I turned back time become a public good like my social security number?

“Even if it looks like this, this body, Rusalka Dvorak, is limited to her divine power-“

As if to show off her pride, I pulled her chin up and pulled her hair back and fluttered.

“The best in the church, the best in the world, and the best in the world!”

”But the view…”

..ㅣ is third-rate oh oh oh ♡

“Huh? What did you say?”

“….It’s nothing.”

Something familiar just passed by.

“You can rest assured that I am the only one who knows that fact. I didn’t even open my mouth to the other cardinals or bishops.”

“Have you already made that fuss?”

They brought the knights and put them on dog collars.

“That’s it, Raffy will take care of it, um… Can I just bring in taboo items? The Inquisition will be simplified here.”

The mischievous smile disappeared completely and was replaced by the smile of a benevolent saintess.

Aura and appearance that makes you feel like you’ll be bewitched even though you know it’s a mask.

“I, the agent of the Goddess, Rusalka Dvořák, forgive all of Lee Ja’s sins here and now.”

As soon as Rusalka’s fingertips touched my forehead, something refreshing from her passed through her whole body.

The white aura that erupted at the same time stayed for a while before dispersing. Is this… Divine power?

“Hmm? It disappears too quickly…?”

Rusalka tilted her head at her scattered holy power and gave a vague expression.

“…It looks like it.”

“…Yes?”

“No, it’s not that I don’t accept it, it doesn’t matter. Alright, it’s over.”

It was an absurdly simple trial.

“With that, all forgiveness is over. Blasphemy, treachery, heresy and violation of the law of cause and effect. I have forgiven all those sins on my own authority.”

“Isn’t there something like that? Grasp her two hands, Almighty Goddess ~ Do this and go a little more… Monga…”

To set the mood.

One side is about to shed tears and the sunlight is filtering through the stained glass…

“If you do this, the other priests won’t tackle you…?”

“What do you mean? And I said I’d forgive you, but what should I do? Even after drinking and smoking, I look in the mirror and forgive myself, but this is noble.”

“The saintess is drinking and smoking…”

“Ah, I tried drugs too. A dragon and a flying whale fight hand-to-hand in front of your eyes, and the world melts like paint… Umm, now that I think about it, it’s not a very good experience.”

Keee

This can’t be a saint!

“You are maintaining your status as a saint…”

“Unsurprisingly, the church’s qualifications for sainthood are very broad. It’s enough to keep only two things. Not to convert, and to remain chaste.”

Was the goddess a unicorn?

“But I’m sure you did it once before…”

“Ah that?”

At my words, Rusalka stuck out her tongue with a meaningful look on her face.

“The mouth… The back is no count…? Are you interested?”

Now, just listening to it made her mind wander.

No Count… Citrus… Ugh… Head!

For such a person to be a saint, the future of the church did not look very bright.

“That’s what they say, huhu.”

“But why did you do this when you were going to forgive your sins so easily anyway?”

To make people worry for no reason.

“I just wanted to find out. What about someone who receives more attention and love from the goddess than me?”

“f*ck love…?”

If what was dropped into this f*cking world is called love, then Cupid would be a f*cking another world reincarnation truck.

“Because there are many forms of love, isn’t love and hate also a kind of love?”

“Ha, tell me not to pay attention to that kind of love. If we ever meet again, we’ll want to slap Nemesis’s red hair.”

And Rusalka, who burst into laughter, and Raffy, who was sighing, looked at me with her hard face.

Uh… What did I do wrong?

“…How do you know?”

Two trembling eyes of starlight.

“How do you know that the Goddess has red hair?”

“That’s of course red hair, so say red hair…ah”

No way, A.

“…Was it a story no one knew about?”

Inside the exchange where silence flows.

“Raffy, grab it.”

“Keee”

The hunt has begun.

************

“Eup…Up!”

I bounced back quickly, but it was impossible to overcome the speed of Raffy, an incumbent knight, and I was caught.

In an instant, it wrapped around his limbs like an octopus hunting clams, and it took less than 5 seconds to completely subdue him and kneel down.

He screamed as his hand was removed from his closed mouth.

“aaah! Save people! Person! This saintess catches people!”

“Even if you scream like that, no one comes until the lunch break is over. It’s about screaming in this building. No one cares.”

“I swear! Keep your oath to the Goddess! Protect! Protect me!”

“Yes~ I am a saint~ Goddess, I forgive you in advance for the sins I have committed and will commit.”

Desecration! Blasphemy!

Contrary to her cry, Rusalka licked her lips and approached slowly.

“It’s not preying on you…. Just be quiet for a moment”

Rusalka, who ripped off the buttons of her clothes with her violent hands, scanned my body with her twinkling eyes.

“Back to back… let’s see back to back…!”

“Kiyaaa”

“Scream like a b*tch!”

At some point, the completely stripped clothes, indigo-blue hair and immaculate skin that didn’t match were revealed, and Rusalka looked at my body and burst into a sigh.

“Ah…!”

“This is…”

I took advantage of the moment when Raffy’s power was released and escaped as it was.

In a situation where both of them were staring blankly at me, when I couldn’t even guess what the reason was, a mirror caught my eye in front of me.

“Somehow, the divine power is quickly dissipated…”

“Goddess…”

Raffy kneels as she crosses herself, and Rusalka wraps herself around her temples in agony.

“Why does this happen when I’m a saint…?… Even if I step on sh*t…”

Rafi, Rusalka, and the mirror looking at my back, not my face.

Gulp.

I wonder what the hell is on the back?

She slowly turned her body to face the mirror and there en-

“Stigma…”

Exactly eight softly glowing scars were engraved on my back.

What the f*ck, take it!

Rusalka, who had been shrouded in silence, spoke her words as she cleaned up her loose clothes.

“Have you ever shown your back to someone else?”

“I also just thought, show me something to show.”

If I had known sooner that this crazy thing was on my back, I might have wrapped myself in bandages earlier.

Rusalka, who took out her cigarette, was naturally lit by Raffy.

It was not a skill I had done once or twice.

Whoa.

A white cigarette smoke was blown out with a sigh and spread into the air.

What was she thinking? Rusalka, who was contemplating, looked at me and muttered in a low voice.

“Let’s bury this fact.”

It was a line and atmosphere that could only come out of noir.

“I can’t handle this, and you won’t be able to handle it either. Einheri.”

“Yes.. Yes?”

“Do you have the confidence to live in a monastery for the rest of your life or become a propaganda pamphlet for the church?”

“No.”

Should I say that I am crazy?

“Without exception, anyone with stigmata has become a saint or a hero. Even if you only have one or two on your hand or on the back of your hand. By the way, 8 tteokhani in the middle of the back? If you know this fact from the church, you will definitely be kidnapped, imprisoned, and brainwashed. I can’t stop either.”

It’s not even a Hitomi tag, but the scary reality was that it didn’t sound like a lie.

“And can I tell you something scarier?”

No, is there anything scarier than kidnapping, confinement, and brainwashing?

“If you get caught, you have to marry me.”

“?????”

Countless hooks attacked my head.

“Marriage?”

“Yes, marriage.”

“So, I and the saintess…?”

“Then, shall I have a virgin birth with a dildo alone? What kind of creation story am I? If a saint and a saint with stigmata appear at the same time, the church will forcibly pair them.”

Rusalka brushed the ashes off the floor and stared at me.

I slightly flinched at the gaze that seemed to judge her from head to toe.

“But hmm… His hair color is the same as mine… If he gets caught, he’ll still have an excuse. Pupils, what makes me special?”

“…What excuse are you going to make?”

“An excuse to blow the pope with the cardinals in case you get caught… No. Even if I prepare from now on, it won’t be enough. Oh really!”

I was quite taken aback by Rusalka’s words, as if she had already planned that it would happen.

“No, why are you already worrying! It makes people anxious for some reason.”

Have you ever experienced anything like that? The buttered side of the bread always falls to the floor, the waiting line I’m standing in is slower than the other side, and the number of dice that begs me not to come out is an experience.”

Familiar examples.

“….Things that can go wrong will eventually go wrong.”

It was Murphy’s Law.

That means I’ll be found out that I have stigmata, and I’ll end up marrying a saint after being kidnapped, confined, and brainwashed by a teaching assistant…?

I looked at Rusalka with a puzzled expression.

A pensive expression, long eyelashes and starlight eyes that seem like they could be sucked in, immaculate skin, and a sturdy pouch of divine power… Pouch… Pocket…

“Einheri, you…”

“Yes? I didn’t see it. I didn’t see it. I don’t know anything.”

“What are you talking about? What are you not seeing?”

How could I say that I was looking at the Sacred Power Pouch, Baby Food Box, and Mamma Dispenser?

“Calm down, and if someone asks, say siblings. It’s much better to talk about it in advance than vaguely on the day you get caught. The hair color is the same, isn’t it dyed?”

“Is it natural? If you create a younger brother who doesn’t exist, people around you will be suspicious…”

What would it be like if a family member who was not even in the certified copy suddenly popped out?

There was no doubt that her mother would grab her father’s hair.

“Who says you don’t have a younger brother? She had a sister It disappeared a long time ago… But probably died.”

“…Sorry.”

“It’s been over 10 years. It’s not like that on purpose. Let me forget First of all, you should thoroughly prepare yourself. Raffy, I’m sorry, but can you prepare some family papers?”

”We will prepare within 3 days.”

“Even if they get caught, there is a corner where they can escape if they are brother and sister, so that’s what I do. Only one member of a noble family can become a member of the religious order.”

I told you that the law was an excuse to prevent nobles from deeply intervening in the church.

Rusalka grabbed my cheek and the back of my neck with both hands and pulled me tight.

The foreheads touched each other lightly, and the heat was transmitted.

For some reason, the breath seemed excited and the trembling eyes.

“Haa…. The eldest daughter of the Dvořák family, the head of the household, and the only sister of Rusalka Dvořák, the saintess of the Nemesis Church, recovered after 10 years.”

Rusalka’s head slowly rose, and then something soft and soft fell on her forehead.

“Einheri Dvořák, from today you are my only younger brother.”

The eyes shining with starlight were smiling.