"Saintess, thank you so much. Thank you..."
"It's nothing. I've only done what should be done. May the honest truth of God always be with you..."
Saintess Erin.
She had come to a village near the capital for medical service after hearing the voice of Iggokden.
The village seemed to have suffered damage from a recent bandit attack.
Erin recalled her own unfortunate past. These people must have been going through tough times, just like we did back then.
Of course, the small village Erin lived in was even more horrific because of an epidemic...
Regardless, even without Iggokden's words, wouldn't she have found a way to help if she had heard the news?
The orphanage, which was a little further away, was among the places that suffered significant damage, including burning down, making the need for assistance desperate here-
"It seems the Imperial Army wasn't dispatched here."
In response to Erin's words, Cecilia bowed her head.
"There seems to be some internal problems. They don't seem to have the luxury to visit each village."
"Problems?"
"Yes."
From Cecilia's explanation, it seemed likely to be a political issue.
Among the three priests accompanying Erin, Cecilia was the one who best understood what was happening outside the religious circle.
Since Erin had no interest in politics, Cecilia's presence was of great help to her.
Then, a young girl from the village pointed at Cecilia and said:
"Mom, mom, look at that sister's clothes. Her boobs are all showing!"
"Oh, that...! I'm so sorry, Sister. She's too young to understand how important the sacred pouch is..."
To the flustered woman, Erin stepped forward in place of Cecilia, giving a very benevolent smile.
"It's alright. One day, this child will reach an age to understand Iggokden's teachings. I pray in the name of the Saintess that she grows up healthy until then."
"Thank you, Saintess..."
"Mom, does God like boobs?"
"Quiet, do you want to get scolded? Let's go."
"Goodbye, Saintess sister!"
Watching the child cheerfully wave goodbye, Erin gave a bitter smile.
"It seems Iggokden's will has not yet reached everyone in the continent."
"Yes. Showing the divine pouch goes against the path of asceticism, which does not align with their worldly values. They might feel awkward or uncomfortable, but it can't be helped."
No, they shouldn't feel awkward or uncomfortable.
Ever since she directly heard God's voice and became the Saintess, Erin's goal has been clear-
To imbue the entire world with Iggokden's providence.
A beautiful utopia where everyone naturally shows their sacred pouch, proudly displaying their sanctity, and sharing a plate of simple facts with each other according to Iggokden's words!
'Even without the divine power, I must do what I can with my own hands.'
To spread the religion.
To make more people realize the honest facts in the scriptures!
"Still, thanks to your appearance, the number of people seriously walking the path of faith has increased significantly."
"That's good news -- !?!"
At that moment.
Erin suddenly clutched her stomach and collapsed on the spot.
Her overly large titties performed a few rather dramatic movements.
Surprised, Cecilia quickly supported her with an urgent voice.
"Saintess? Are you alright?!"
"Ugh... Ah...!!"
Seeing Erin moaning with a flushed face, Cecilia understood the situation and immediately began to pray.
"God... Iggokden... Please take care of the Saintess..."
Yes.
Erin was now - listening to God's words.
"Ugh... Ah... The... God's words... Into my belly... Again...!"
In the quiet square where no one else was, Erin crouched, moaning for a while before -
Eventually, she stood up with a much-relieved expression.
"Haa... I understand, Iggokden... Everything according to Iggokden's will...!"
With an expression of extreme religious ecstasy, she rolled the providence on her tongue.
"It seems you've communicated with God, Saintess."
"Yes. On a very important matter."
"An important matter...?"
After catching her breath, Erin turned to Cecilia with a beautiful curve on her lips-
"The Holy Knight has been decided."
***
This is the grave of Lutz Hevnysian, the head of Hevnysian Adelia.
In front of it, Luka was silently offering a moment of silence.
'Headmaster, thanks to you, I was able to graduate from the academy safely. Thank you.'
She had heard congratulations for graduating, but...
She never got to say that it was because of the headmaster that she could graduate -
Words left unsaid would stick like thorns in her heart.
But it's okay. She can move forward.
Because God will look after her.
"Amon! Don't cry! The headmaster told us not to cry!"
"But... sniff, head... headmaster..."
"If you cry, I'll start crying too...!"
Luka waited in silence for Amon and Freya to compose themselves.
After a while, when they had calmed down enough, just as they were about to leave:
"You were here."
"?"
Someone seemed to be calling her, so she turned around.
A wind.
A pleasant wind blew through Luka's hair, and at the same time - a woman with dazzling platinum hair dressed in clergy robes was looking at her.
Behind her were several priestesses.
"Who are you...?"
"I am Saintess Erin."
"!!!"
The Saintess?
Now that she looked, she was wearing a different robe than the priests.
"May I also pay my respects?"
"Ah... Yes, that's fine."
Erin slowly approached the headmaster's grave.
Just walking, each step was so graceful.
Perhaps because she declared herself as the Saintess, even such small actions seemed sacred.
After a moment, Erin closed her eyes to pray.
"May eternal rest and simple facts accompany you by Iggokden's side..."
'Wow...'
Even though they were both women, Erin's praying figure was enough to make one's heart race.
Praying with utmost respect for the departed, wishing for God's honest facts.
It was like a perfect scene one shouldn't even think of touching.
Maybe because she was the apostle of God herself. It felt like a statue made with all of God's effort, a slightly naughty thought crossed Luka's mind.
Then, Luka came to ponder a more fundamental question.
"Now that I think about it... Didn't you ask if I was here?"
Her beauty had distracted her into thinking, 'Maybe the headmaster had some connection with this nun, so the Saintess came along,' but...
She clearly said to me, 'Were you here?'
"Yes. I came looking for you, Luka."
"!"
Moreover, she knew her name which she hadn't revealed yet.
Then, could it be...?
"I..."
"Yes. I've come today to convey God's voice to you, Luka."
Erin closed her eyes for a brief prayer.
Then, slowly opening her eyes filled with the blue sky... she extended her pure white hand, holding within it the sword chosen by God.
"Luka, please become the Holy Knight. This is God's will."
"!!!!"
***
Ha!
'Finally, the two have met.'
Erin, the first woman I saved, like my first love.
And Luka, the woman who shook my heart and made me cry buckets.
Honestly, I feel like I'm watching my beloved wives meet.
So let's refrain from saying anything bad like, 'They're just manga characters, not real people.'
[Iggokden: Author... this chapter was nice... When will the next episode be up? Tomorrow?]
[PleaseGiveMeMoney: Yes. The observation has been completed, so the time it takes to express it as a comic is just about then.]
Of course, given it's a webtoon, not a novel, with such quality for a daily update, it's incredibly impressive...
But still, there's something missing. I've donated a lot, but I feel a bit embarrassed to ask for more.
The breast close-ups and bust morphing scenes, which weren't necessary for the plot, were put in, making it all the more delicious to enjoy.
[Iggokden: Yeah... I've been bored with games lately, so this comic is my joy... Stay healthy and keep drawing for a long time.]
[PleaseGiveMeMoney: Those are the words I want to say, Iggokden. Thank you for not just passing by our world.]
[PleaseGiveMeMoney: I always wanted to observe happiness. But without divine power, that was impossible.]
[PleaseGiveMeMoney: Without Iggokden, many would have just died again.]
[PleaseGiveMeMoney: You are fulfilling my dream.]
Ha!
Is that so?
Me???
I laughed out loud, not sure if it was from embarrassment or if it was because the hero complex from childhood wounds was being repaid even at this age.
This writer really knows how to cook a good WWE match.
Why did I waste so much money on enhancements, gacha, pet duration extensions, when I could have spent it here?
[Iggokden: LOL, wait for it, I'm about to quit online games since they're boring.]
[Iggokden: I'm here to show you what real 'sponsorship' is.]
[PleaseGiveMeMoney: I appreciate the sentiment, but please don't overdo it. I understand how hard it is to gather 'divine power' for Iggokden.]
True, earning someone else's money is never easy.
I liked how he didn't take my financial support for granted, even though he was drawing according to my will.
I was quite satisfied with the plot development.
Then.
[PleaseGiveMeMoney: Anyway, Luka has been chosen as the Holy Knight.]
[PleaseGiveMeMoney: It's unfortunate for Linea and Ophelia, but this is the strong will of our only God, Iggokden.]
[PleaseGiveMeMoney: I believe there's a fate set for them too.]
?
[Iggokden: What's this sudden talk??]
[PleaseGiveMeMoney: Huh?]
[PleaseGiveMeMoney: I said it's unfortunate for Linea and Ophelia...]
[Iggokden: Why are they unfortunate??]
[PleaseGiveMeMoney: Because they weren't chosen as the Holy Knight...?]
???
[Iggokden: What bullshit is this?]
[PleaseGiveMeMoney: Pardon...?]
[Iggokden: When did I say to drop them??]
Drop the knight and the princess divine pouches?
Me?
Why???
[PleaseGiveMeMoney: But Iggokden, I know you have a warm heart for us...]
[PleaseGiveMeMoney: The position of Holy Knight is for one person only...]
[Iggokden (Sponsor / 10,000 won / I'm the one giving money)]
[PleaseGiveMeMoney: No, Iggokden]
[PleaseGiveMeMoney: It's not that, please calm down]
[Iggokden (Sponsor / 10,000 won / What can you do?)]
Two pairs of breasts are better than one.
Four pairs are better than two!
'Mom, does God like boobs?'
Yes, God loves boobs.
[Iggokden: Give them all to me]
[Iggokden: They're mine]
Give me more female characters!!!!