chapter 18
Episode 18. Amy.
“…Surely, I said someone would come if I waited.”
The leader of the knights is slowly unleashing his hostility.
I took my attention away from him for a moment and glanced around at the group behind the leader.
There are about 20 Paladins gathered here, including the leader.
Seeing the multiple priests snooping around the wagon or going in and out of it, it seemed that this activity was not only about finding a site, but also about pilgrimage and training.
“If you decide to join, take your place at the back of the pack. If necessary, I will call you at that time.”
As I was grasping the general situation like that, the knight commander threw it away and withdrew his interest from me.
What is this?
“… Aren’t you going to introduce the representative?”
“He is not someone you can easily meet.”
As a representative of a faction, an attitude that is hard to imagine showing to those who came.
“So be gentle.”
A bloody aura flowed from the amber eyes that could be seen under the helmet.
“Please calmly follow me. The person in here, even the emperor of the empire, is someone you shouldn’t face easily.”
The moment when the fading hostility is reestablished.
If it were another teacher, we might get into an argument at this point, or in the worst case, we might break up the plan to get the ground.
Maris is an instructor who gathers gifted children who are said to be the best of the continent, and of course the teachers are also selected from those with sky-high confidence.
“… I think I know why the chairman sent me.”
But what kind of denomination is Heide?
A church that serves the underworld god who presides over the afterlife to which the dead head.
It is one of the largest churches on this continent, to the extent that there is even a saying that all those who are on their deathbed are followers of Heide.
And relative to the scale, the number of authorities is always fixed at a small number.
Accordingly, as the responsibility of authority figures increases, it is inevitable to be wary of facing opponents who are new to each other.
“I am a follower of Clea.”
So there’s no need to overdo it.
All I have to do is teach them that I am a person who doesn’t need to be so vigilant from their point of view.
“Clea… The god of medicine, you mean?”
“Oh, you know what? It’s a church with a short history, so there are quite a few people who don’t know about it.”
With a grin, he lifted up the red rosario hanging from my neck and showed it to me.
“…… Why are you teaching that?”
“I understand your situation, so please rest assured. Heide is, in fact, Clea’s senior opponent.”
It’s not a lie.
Medicine is, after all, the art of prolonging a person’s life.
Death is inevitable unless the level of immortality is reached, and that is why only prayers for repose can only be directed to Heide, not to Clea.
In other words, to serve the god of medicine is to have respect for the god of the underworld.
As much as I indirectly realized the weight of the responsibility they had, the stiff attitude I had right now couldn’t be said to be heartbreaking.
“Well, I also have a job to do, so if the CEO has any questions, please tell me right away. I’ll give you an answer as soon as possible…….”
Yes, the current friction should have ended like that.
-Kiik.
The moment the carriage door suddenly opened, the knight commander’s interest immediately began to move there.
“Stop, saintess… !?”
Did you not expect the one inside to come out?
Even her stiff attitude was relaxed and embarrassment erupted, but the woman who got off the carriage did not pay attention to it and just stepped on her land.
“It’s okay, Vincent. The situation was told from within. It can be said that it is polite to meet the representative of the place where you will be indebted in the future.”
The moment when everyone’s attention, including me, was focused on her.
It may not be because he is a high-ranking member of the church, but because he has a charm that can capture the attention of those around him just by existing.
Yes, her breasts were big.
“It is you. Someone who will guide us to a new place where we will be active from now on.”
Her face was hidden by a black veil, so it was difficult to see, but a dry voice could be heard from her thick lips visible under the translucent cloth.
What looks underneath is more like a custom-made robe than a nun’s uniform.
As far as I remember, one of the NPCs in the game, the Black Saint of Heide, was wearing the same outfit as she was wearing, but the NPC’s chest I saw at the time was probably not this big.
It was a design that was too revealing for a saint to be sold for promotional purposes, whether it was breasts or thighs.
Yes, even for a woman like her, her breasts were filthy large.
Looking at those breasts…
“Amy.”
Unexpectedly, murderous intentions towards the young man whom he hadn’t seen in 12 years began to boil.
“…… Yes?”
Boobs, breasts…….
My sister thinks, but I have pretty small breasts for a woman.
Of course, based on previous lives, this is on the large side by Asian standards, but unfortunately, this world is based on a subculture to sell to the public, so the genes for breasts are extremely superior.
But why is it the recessive genetic mutation in the world full of monsters that left me with the Chichi gene?
“Hey… ….”
Of course it’s because of the damn developers.
f*ck you, developer bastards. Even if he was castrated and dragged, why did he come out into the world with 10 months locked inside the belly of the smallest b*tch in a world overflowing with monsters with big breasts?
Why didn’t you even give me a chance to feel the feeling of having fat in my chest?
“Hey, are you okay…… ?”
No, let’s think positively.
Didn’t Daddy marry that b*tch in the first place?
That means that my dad also has a taste for small breasts, so it’s okay to have small breasts. Besides that anyway, he has plenty of reasons to kill that b*tch.
For example, that b*tch has smaller breasts than me…….
“Are you feeling unwell?”
A warm feeling on your cheek as you chew on that irritation.
It was only at that time, when I calmed down my boiling heart, that I belatedly noticed the existence of an outstretched hand.
A woman staring at me with a face covered by a veil, raising her hand on my face as I swallow my anger alone.
“If you have any problems, please tell me right away. Even though my body can only do these things, if you still need me, I will give you any amount of his grace.”
A young light in her hand against her face.
It was definitely something called divine power, but its concentration was incomparable to what I was displaying.
Should I say that she is like a saint who leads the largest church?
“It’s cold.”
However, there was a part that bothered me quite a bit to be happy with the grace of this kind saintess.
“…… Yes?”
“Your hand.”
Yes, even though it is wrapped in warm light, it is a very cold hand.
From a medical point of view, it is a symptom that can be classified as cold hands and feet, and if it is not temporary, it is a signal that tells you that something is wrong with your health.
Isn’t that strange?
A person with divine power is almost immune to most illnesses and wounds.
“Saint. Let’s start slowly.”
The knight commander urges the saintess just as she cares about him.
Soon after, the saintess who nodded her head at him, and as soon as she got on her carriage, the head of the head of the knight turned towards me.
The amber eyes that could be seen under her helmet were hardened.
“Wow, was it too cold?”
“…… Please follow me quietly.”
After saying that, the knight commander quietly stepped back and took command of the people around him.
Seeing that his attitude is exceptionally hard, does that mean that he was squeamish from the first impression?
“Damn it, did I do it for nothing?”
I’d rather have a full fight.
It’s not even funny to entertain my subjects.
***
-Dagdak, dagdak.
A procession of carriages and horses running from the border gate.
“Vincent.”
In the center of it, the black saint of Heide, a woman staying alone in a carriage protected by knights, called the name of the person riding her horse side by side.
The leader of the Black Holy Knights who protect the saintess of Heide.
“Yes, please.”
“Is he following you well?”
That person. It refers to the envoy from the academy who came out to see them off.
Did you say that you are a health teacher in the academy?
Although there were still some unclear points, she showed how to use her divine power as if to prove that she belonged to the church.
Considering that divine power is a power that can be awakened only with pure faith, it can also be evidence to prove what a person is.
“… Yes, I am following along.”
As if to teach that, she was really quietly following in the back row of the group.
It’s a problem to be too calm even if you’re calm.
“ZZZZ”
A woman in a white gown stretched out on a horse’s saddle with her stomach raised.
The figure of her sleeping while snoring was enough to catch the attention of the believers around her.
-Puhihing!
Her horse even carries her, and for some reason, she even cries wildly when her paladins approach.
Fortunately, she does not refuse her nun’s hand, so she has the nun pull the reins for her, but the rider on top of her shows no signs of waking up even in the midst of such a commotion.
‘What is that woman here for?’
To believe that a believer who should be virtuous showed such rudeness.
If the denomination was the same, he would have given me a lesson.
“Is it true that he is a member of the Cleas Church?”
As I meditated on such annoyance alone, I suddenly heard the words of the saintess.
Vincent cleared his throat and answered.
“… That must be true. She is also wearing a rosary, which symbolizes her religious order, and the white gown she is wearing is the most used attire in a medical powerhouse.”
Heide has a church in the medical powerhouse.
Vincent also had the experience of visiting there on business, so he had some knowledge about their culture.
“Whoops, this must be fate.”
The saintess confirmed that and said with a low laugh.
“To think that a member of the church who showed us a new path came to guide us.”
A being who led a shaman who served the god of the underworld into the world is a follower of a heresy whose job it is to defy her death.
Isn’t that ironic indeed?