Demon King of Phantom Thief – a Betrayed Thief Stole the Stats and Skills of the Hero Party Then Reigned Over the World

"Wijka......!!

The abbot is an old lady past 60.

I've seen a lot of things before, but I was still surprised when I saw what Wijka looked like.

Her funeral was just finished the other day.

………………

Still, I was going to find out what happened.

The vibe of Wijka is like someone else.

Previously soft expressions had now been lost.

………………

Taking a deep, deep breath, the abbot calmed down.

"With all the adventurers, it must have been careful to travel..."

said the abbot.

"So you're back here used to living..."

Wijka snorted.

"I don't know if this is a good thing... but if possible, meet Rose"

The abbot smiled sadly.

"You, you would have made her a lot cuter. She's falling asleep with fever right now."

"... ok"

Wijka returns the calamity when she gives her thanks and tries to walk down the hallway.

Rose's room isn't that way.

………………

Hearing that, Wijka stopped her leg.

"I forgot my room... I have a lot of vague memories"

"Yes, I'll show you..."

The monastery was quiet today.

Two footsteps echo in the hallway.

Eventually, I reached Rose's room.

"Okay? Once you've said hello, you must go to God..."

The abbot said, holding the widica.

"You are a good person, so you should always be blessed..."

"Thank you"

The abbot slapped Pompon and Wijka on the back and let go of his body.

When Wijka graced him, the abbot smiled and left the hallway.

………………

When Wijka opened the door, a girl was in bed with a fever.

It's Rose.

Wijka soon finds out that she has a magic deficiency.

I put my palm against Rose's forehead and gave him magic (...).

- Manipulating pure magic is not something anyone can do.

Even the Great Cleric can suck up magic with [Absorption], but vice versa is impossible.

".................. n"

Rose opened her eyes slowly.

As the blurred eyes cleared, I noticed an impressive green eye staring at me.

"Mr. Wijka!

Unexpectedly Rose jumped.

The wet cloth cloth peels off because of the hives.

"He was alive...? You were alive......!!

Rose remained in her pyjamas and hugged her in a dirty robe.

"Absolutely... I thought you were dead...!!

Wijka smiles sadly when she sees Rose tearing clearly in her chest.

"There are so many things... there are things"

"Yeah......"

Rose cried for a while, holding onto Wijka.

Crying for a moment, Rose raised her face from her wet robe with tears.

It doesn't change there, it has green eyes that smile.

"Mr. Wijka... you've changed a little bit..."

Rose said.

"I kind of feel like I've always been your sister. Did something happen on the trip?

"There's been so much... so much. So many things I don't remember. About the journey, about the old days... what kind of person I was"

On the side of the widget, the light by the window shines.

The cheeks are dazzlingly white, and the smile floating on the red crease is sad -.

This mysterious atmosphere was never found in the old Wijka.

"Well, I'll tell you my old wijka!

Rose said so, holding Wijka's shoulder and letting her sit in bed.

"A little joke made me laugh right away, but when I'm serious, I'm serious, but I knew there was somewhere out there... yeah, remember that one?

Staring around Wijka's neck, Rose shared a few memories.

"When the abbot dries the laundry, he'll pinch the laundry beard in his turban, won't he? So, Mother Abbot, I completely forgot about it and walked with my laundry on. Everyone was desperate to laugh, but Wijka walked all the way to the abbot."

Rose said as she almost laughed out now.

"So I said," If I laugh now, punish me severely. "So, that's what I'm laughing at already! So, laughing out loud," There's a washing bastard lined up in your headscarf, "you can't stand that anymore, can you? We're all laughing. And the abbot said," I'm sure God will forgive you. "That's right, God must have been laughing too!

Hearing that, Wijka laughed gently.

"I... you were loved..."

"I'm still loved, I like Mr. Wijka!

Wijka gently stroked Rose's dark hair as she hugged her.

After doing so for a while, Rose looked up.

"Hey, Mr. Wijka. You're taking care of the Virgin now? Not only that, but we're friends now!

"That Virgin?

When Wijka inquired, Rose nodded joyfully.

"Yes! The Virgin calls me Rose, and I call Marie! Marie is amazing! [Heels] around to all the people in the Glades! I don't think you can do that, Grand Priest!

"The Virgin is kind... and she has friends like you..."

With a smile on his face, he was grieving somewhere.

"... finally, did you laugh with all your heart?

Rose said.

"Mr. Wijka, because he seemed kind of impossible..."

"You're looking closely..."

Wijka held Rose to her chest.

Rose didn't know what Wijka was looking like right now.

Dirty robes smelled like dirt.

"Rose, do you have any idea where the Grand Priest is now?

Wijka said with Rose in her chest.

I don't see the expression, but Rose felt the tone of her voice drop cold.

So, the door was knocked.

"Go ahead."

When Rose answered, it was the abbot with the bucket of water who came in.

Wijka takes her hands off Rose's body.

"Oh, Rose! Are you better now?

"Yes, I'm totally fine now!

Rose made a fist next to her cheek to show it.

"That's good. But it might be a little early for commemorative prayer."

"Commemorative Worship? Isn't that supposed to be next weekend?

"Oh, you didn't notice!

The abbot said in surprise.

"You've been sleeping for a week."

"Oh no..."

Behind Rose's brain comes a word he hears in a state of fever.

I can't dream or depress, Marie's words.

'Wait a minute, Rose, I'll be back for sure...!

Did you not realize that Marie was back because of the fever?

You said you came to show me just your face when you were asleep?

But - if not.

Rose came to mind with what the high priest had done to herself and became anxious.

"Marie, the Virgin was in my room...?

"That's what's been going on out here lately with the Grand Priest. I'm sure there's something I can do for you."

I had a bad feeling.

"Marie... do you know where the Virgin is now!?

"What's wrong, Rose? The Virgin will be in commemorative prayer with the Grand Priest."

Rose gives a relieved look.

In public - as long as you can be in commemorative worship, that means that your body is safe.

………………

But on the back, it was Wijka who narrowed her eyes sharply.

Marie, who is celebrated as the Virgin, and a high priest with [the crown of the cold].

Marie, with her immense magic powers, and [crown of chills] powerful enough to make her surroundings a world of extreme cold just to accompany her spiritual veins.

I don't know how these two connect.

- But I'm sure it won't be a lot of things.

"Where is commemorative worship?

Wijka asked.

The green eyes are clear in the pitiful light.

The gentle expression was already completely gone.