"Welcome, warrior!"
Grandpa with a long white beard said that while holding my hand tightly.
Behind me, knights clad in unblemished silver armor stood on either side like statues holding spears.
It could be said to be spectacular, but honestly, my inspiration was minimal.
It's just that one of the beasts has become a legendary animal called a unicorn.
Oh, of course, the fact that I defeated Genoa might have had a very slight effect.
"Maybe it's because I was chosen by the Goddess, so I'm very devoted."
"Ah, yes."
I replied with a trembling face as I looked at the old man who was holding my hand with a hand like an old tree.
Antonio Barsalba.
The old man in front of me was the current pope, and the inspiration to be pushed out by the saintess in the future.
'It's still the same as using difficult words that I don't know what they're talking about.'
Old Man Antonio, as I remember him, though an incompetent pope, he was the most clerical man in the Guyanese Church.
Later, even when she was pushed out of her position by the saintess who was greedy with her, the only thing he said was, 'The Goddess must have a will.'
At that time, I knew very well how trash the existence of a goddess was, but I couldn't bear to reveal the truth to Old Man Antonio.
Because I wanted to know what right I could have to deny the life he lived.
In any case, Old Man Antonio is saying that just because I rode a unicorn, he couldn't be the kind of person who would hold such a transparent reception.
'Well, if you don't see it, it must be you guys.'
I smiled at the four priests sitting behind the old man with solemn expressions.
The four high priests who assist the pope.
Unlike Old Man Antonio, they were very greedy and had their own abilities.
Seriously, did I think that factional fighting within the Guyanese church was dirtier and uglier than the imperial family?
Anyway, four greedy old men were glaring at me, salivating for some advantage.
"The pope is holding someone too young."
"That's right. If you're from Kalian Village, you must be completely bewildered."
In the end, the high priests who couldn't hold back their greed began to exchange conversations with each other as if the pope had heard them on purpose.
They were usually impatient with each other, but strangely, they were the ones with unbelievable unity when it came to embarrassing the Pope.
"Hey, look at my mind. I've been holding the hero for too long to suit my needs. Yes, those behind them are the High Priests of the Catechism of Guyana. Since each of them is in charge of an important task for the Guyana Church, they must have more to talk about with you than with me."
The pope smiled and introduced me to his high priests.
In fact, however incompetent and powerless a pope may be, he did not need to appear so authoritative to his high priests.
But old man Antonio's life motto was that good is good.
For me, who had lived a similar life in the first playthrough, I couldn't help but feel frustrated seeing the pope like that.
"Ah, it's Fillion. I'm in charge of the school's finances."
"My name is Marcius. He said you became quite close with the leader of our Paladins?"
"Karpa is in charge of discipline. He is said to be a hero from the oracle, but the verification has not yet been completed."
"It's Thomas. You have to go to the imperial palace soon, so be prepared."
I stared at the old men, each with their own ulterior motives, talking to me.
As I introduced myself, a greedy old man who manages the church's finances and fills his belly, an old woman who is in charge of the church's armed forces, but is timid, an ugly old man who seemed to be strict but later broke all the rules, and the church A human being who has lost his mind to the extent of being confused as to whether he belongs to the imperial faction or the imperial faction.
So the conclusion was that all four of them were dog trash, and they weren't even worth remembering their names.
As an example, the four High Priests were humans who would persist in asking for Marianne's origins if their power seemed to be concentrated on her, even though they had chosen Marian, who was from Raksha, as her saintess of.
I looked at the four high priests, who naturally expected me to bow down to them.
They seemed to think that even the pope would be in control, and that a village hero would be stunned if they gave such a splendid welcome ceremony.
"Don't be too frozen like that, but answer. Warrior."
"Well, since no one hurts you, there's nothing to be so nervous about?"
I burst into laughter as I watched the four High Priests talking freely.
Perhaps they interpreted my smile differently, the four old priests smiled benevolently.
But I didn't want to see their fake smile for long.
"Fuck, it's going very well in the family. Where are the high priest's scumbags giving the pope their pick? Are you senile? Is it dementia? Do you cover your poop well?"
The four priests began to react in various ways to the words I spit out.
And that was a very sincere response, unlike the pretentious appearance from before.
**
"That bastard, isn't that a crazy bastard? Are you a real warrior?"
Marian let out a sigh as she watched High Priest Thomas run amok.
She thought she was n't an ordinary guy from the beginning, but she did n't expect that she would utter such a crazy sound during her first meeting with her high priests her.
"That…According to the oracle, the warrior is right. I also confirmed the ability to recover to the extent that it can be called a miracle."
"Ha! Do you think I'm saying this because I don't know that now?"
At Marianne's words her, High Priest Thomas threw the glass next to her and screamed again.
As a saintess who just answered the question he asked, it was an unfair situation.
But Marian was used to Thomas' behavior of her, so she just made a face that said, "She's just starting out."
In the first place, she was attached to Thomas' side among the four priests because he was the one with whom she could communicate the most.
"And that crazy bastard. You said you were close with Genoa again?"
"… Yes."
"What the hell were you doing? Huh? It was said that she even received her oracle her, so I pushed it, but she lost the ball to that shy bitch?"
Marian bowed her head at Thomas' question.
It must have been that Thomas' eyes were hidden among the Paladins.
However, it was true that the hero and Genoa became close to her, and since she herself was not as close to the hero as Genoa, she had no excuses.
"That, that…"
In fact, at that moment, Marian wondered if it would be better to tell Thomas the truth about the relationship between Genoa and the hero.
But in the end, she decided to hide the fact for now.
It was because it was clear that if Marian knew Thomas, she would order herself to approach the hero in the same way as Genoa.
'Marian, isn't your bitch from Raksha? Couldn't it be that a girl born in a brothel is being pushed aside by the grand duke's daughter?'
In Marian's eyes, the sarcastic image of Thomas played automatically.
Thomas was one of the High Priests who crowned Marian as her saint, but he was the one who looked at her through her colored glasses more than anyone else, knowing that Marian was from Raksha.
'It's impossible, I could never do that!'
Marian shook her head, recalling what the hero and Genoa were doing.
Looking at her like that, Thomas looked at her with an annoyed look on her face and said,
"I don't need any excuses. Marian, if you're not going back to Raksha, you'll have to make up for it somehow, right?"
"I'm sorry."
Marian trembled as she watched Thomas talking to her as if threatening her.
These were the words of the High Priest, who actually governs Guyanaism, not someone else.
Being photographed by Thomas was nothing compared to falling out with Genoa, the leader of the Holy Knights.
If it was Thomas' power her, even Marian in her saintly place her could be dropped back into the Raksha's brothel.
She said she would go back to that brothel, which Marianne would rather die.
"What can I do?"
"Simple. Tomorrow, the hero will head to the imperial palace unconditionally."
Marian swallowed her saliva at the words of Thomas, who couldn't find a compromise between her.
It was because he wasn't sure if the warrior would listen to him.
But she had no other options for Marian.
It was something she had to face first, whether she did it or not, and if she was going to do it, it was better to show her confidence in her.
"If you leave it to me, I will do anything."
"Great. Marian. This is your last chance."
Marian nodded her head at Thomas' words and rose from her seat.
**
Corridor of the temple.
Marian walked toward the quarters assigned to the warriors with a spleen look on her face.
But unlike what she had told Thomas, she wasn't quite as confident.
Even at the time of the unicorn, the hero seemed to be able to talk to a certain extent, but the look he showed in front of the Pope today was nothing more or less than a real madman.
Undoubtedly, there would be no other human than the warrior who would curse at the high priests in the headquarters of the Guyanese Church.
Even the Emperor of the Empire tries to maintain good relations with his High Priests, not deliberately ruining the relationship.
'Ha… How do I convince you of this?'
While Marian was so troubled, she arrived at the warrior's quarters before she knew it.
And.
"Hee hee hee. Yo, warrior! Hurry up! Hee hee!"
She could hear Genoa's voice coming from inside the warrior's quarters.
Plus that grotesque, familiar neighing of a horse.
'You crazy bastards! It's a temple here! This is blasphemy! Your death penalty! Burn! Just burn to death! These dogs, no, perverted bastards like horses!'
Marian wanted to spit out those words out loud, but she wasn't in a position to do that now.
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