Elise grabbed me with enormous power, and I was forced to be dragged away with extreme regret for having curiosity for the warriors.
- Chalpak.
When Elise stepped forward, their gaze was focused.
- Giggle.
The sound of the metal being frictioned against.
The temple warrior who wears a bizarre helmet, who is only thought of as being from hell, looks back at us. Life force was an extremely mechanical and murderous move that was never felt.
Between the gaps in the helmet, a glow of light emanates.
"... seepearl."
At that moment I knew.
The killers I've seen so far have only been a bunch of innocent, playful, open-hearted children.
The temple warriors wearing that strange piece of equipment were real serial killers who were afraid to even put it in the car's mouth.
I could feel it instinctively.
Those are real.
- Gulp.
I felt extreme tension and tried to walk behind Elise. As he approached, the warriors wearing a monster helmet raised the visor of the helmet.
- Chul-kung!
Oh, oh...!
What a mean impression...!
Of course they were flesh and all kinds of scars to the face! I, Kim, am proud of my own scar, but compared to them, it was just the blood of a new foot!
The Ultimate Bitter Macho!
Pure butchers!
The warriors who saw us opened their mouths badly.
Sharp dentition revealed-
"Oh! It's Elise! There you are!"
"Welcome!"
"Hey, I missed you!"
"Somehow I thought I'd be here, Sister Elise."
- What?
I was in a state of panic. If there is a god of serial killers, there are men like monsters who seem to be doing that. They are smiling brightly and waving their muscular hands.
"I am also very happy to be reunited, brothers and sisters."
Elise greeted them in a straight stance. I was still so scared that I couldn't get out of Elise's back. I felt less trembling.
"Huh? Elise? Who's the guy behind it?"
The temple warrior, wearing only his panties, asked in a light tone.
"This is the Catholic saint I told you about. He's a devout man. He and I have been exterminating evil creatures for the past few days."
"What? This guy?"
"Saint, say hello. You don't have to be burdened because you've already told us a lot about the saints."
Fucking burden!
I awkwardly walked out of Elise's backboard and opened my mouth.
Anyway, it would be nice to greet them politely, because they seem mean.
I often heard the notoriety of the Light Celestial Cross when I was living in Krashheim. They were like Elise all along and they looked a little fine. They were just religious thugs.
"Ah, Ahaha... Hello? A barbarian who can't stand violent impulses from evil creatures. It's Kat. It's Kim Kat. It's good to see you."
Static.
"..."
Once I greeted him with a cheerful greeting to give him a fresh impression, all the eyes in the bowel were focused on me. At that moment, I felt as naked as they were.
They were tearing my soul apart...!
Is he evil or is he good?
"Khhhhhhhh..."
"Hihihihihihihi..."
"Hehe, hehe, hehe..."
Suddenly the paladins started laughing.
The dreamy laughter flowing between the cracks of a cold, sharp helmet was enough to crush the minds of those who dared to listen.
Oh, shit.
Elise, why are you doing this to me?
"Haha... Haha! Hah, hahahahaha!!!"
I thought the same thing happened when I went to the Arena, so I burst into laughter. My legs trembled and I couldn't hold back without laughing.
First of all, when people were smiling, we were laughing together.
"Yes, yes! You're the one who helped Elise!"
"You've killed countless evil monsters!"
"You're in a very good shape. Nice to meet you, Scott."
As they were laughing together, the temple warriors approached and began to ask for a handshake.
When I just saw him, he looked so tall, they were all smaller than me. Did it look that big simply because the bowl was big?
Anyway, I grabbed his hand.
"Haha! It's a pleasure to meet you too! The Light Fame Cross is a gathering of righteous people who make a righteous judgment on the infinite! I was hoping to see you sometime!"
And he said as he was supposed to.
"That young fellow has the right idea!"
"Haha! If there were only people like us in the world, there would have been no evil!"
"Just like that! You! You're the same man Elise told you about!"
"Yes! I'm a man who thinks nothing but the thought of beating up the wicked! In the meantime, it has been a pleasure to be able to express your urges with the help of Elise!"
I don't even know what I'm talking about right now.
"Oh, oh...! A righteous man like this was outside the church!"
Their energy was truly extraordinary.
Even I didn't have much of a tribute to the energy of divine power. Once I said something stupid, I thought I might get hit, so I teased my mouth with a stabler.
I think I saw the effect.
"I think I'll be able to get along well with the Saint. Brothers and sisters! This is Catholic! God's holy warrior, who came from a distant foreign land to destroy evil!"
Elise, whose tension was increased, cried out aloud and began to inform the church members of me. I was surrounded by warriors and attacked by such questions.
"Did you say you caught Elise and the Queen of Corrupt Cobalt?"
"Yes...! Evil pagans! Those bastards were capturing and corrupting Queen Kobolt and plotting the evil plot of the seedlings...! I beat the rest of you who were so angry to death!"
"Of course you do! What a delightful fellow!"
There's no such thing as shit.
This was also the feeling of the local church, which had an English mother in the corner of the alley, who had been dragged by a slightly unusual friend as a child.
He received a pencil set in exchange for selling me, and I had to be forced to call a strange surname until that night in exchange for spending that poor pencil set...!
Oh, yeah-yeah! Yehovapatan!
"Oh, yeah-yeah! That song!"
I was frightened and surrounded by warriors like demons, so I felt like I was going to lose my mind by answering questions about selling the insides of evil creatures. At that time, I heard the voice of a woman who had heard it somewhere.
"Oh, good to see you. This is the second time I've seen you."
A blonde nun taller than me.
Last time, I was a nun with Elise at the Undead Festival. The man that Elise called her sister... What was her name?
I can't remember because it's so long.
"Uh... Sera, Sera?"
Armed with combat nuns, she smiles with her rumbling hair completely soaked in the rain.
A strong man Claudie rated high...
"That's right. Again, it's called the Paladin Serra Blaret Acxerun, a member of the Light Celestial Cross. The name and the name of the Baptist, and the title. Anyway, it's been a long time. I am grateful that you have taken care of Elise in the meantime."
"Sister Blaret. I wasn't taken care of."
Elise expressing her dissatisfaction.
"I think I've taken good care of it. I would like to thank you once again for your experience and for doing this with Elise, who is still immature."
"What is thanksgiving? It's no big deal. Destroying evil creatures is what Elise wants, and I want it, too."
"Huhu, you know something, then..."
Serra begins to explain something to Elise. When I heard the story, Serra came here as the commander of the Holy Army of the Light Famous Cross Church and went to meet the commander here.
"Then, Elise. Can you find a place for the rest of the church?"
"Of course, Sister Blarett. Let me show you."
Then Serra disappeared towards the synagogue, and in the gut, me and Elise. And one platoon of Light Fame Crusaders and several combat nuns remained.
"Brothers and sisters! From now on, let's move to find a place to stay! Please follow my instructions and move in an orderly fashion!"
"Yes, I do."
"I see, Elise."
Elise's position is low, and he may be of service or age, but the temple warriors listened to Elise very well.
What, like an uncle fan?
"Follow the saints, too."
"Uh... yeah."
Then we went through the heavy rain to a place to stay.
It was like Elise had a place to look.
"Saint. What do you think? The congregation of our church is here."
"I can feel a very strong muscle and faith... and a great armor."
Looking back, there were three kinds of costumed warriors walking silently in the rain, like torturing in a place like the basement of hell.
"... honestly, I don't understand, but I think those brothers can maximize their service by doing battle with pagans in such a low-defense armor."
"... is it something like torture?"
They're a little twisted.
Rather than simply thinking that it is sacred service to destroy evil beings, Elise seems to explain that they feel a greater sense of voluntary satisfaction by going one step further and 'crushing pagans in agony'.
"Yes. In our church, we call it the Crusader Temple. Of course, as much as the Church's primary power is, the individual's power is strong."
"That's unbelievable."
I think even the really dizzy homicidal chiefs will piss on their pants when they run into a group.
In fact, they are not crusaders or anything else.
With all sorts of sacred skills, if you attack organically with buffs and zahills, there will be very few things you can stop.
The paladin usually buys a little.
I have a Ranged Attack Spell in my buff after Tangle Hill.
- Shh, shh, shh.
- Grrrrgggggggggggggggggggg.
... I couldn't stand the sound of that metal friction. I was so wet that I found a large building that felt like a guest house.
"That's about where I saw it. From here, we can accommodate everyone. I'll go in first."
The doors were opened and more than 30 people entered.
"Come on. Oh... Hush!"
"What the hell! This is insane!"
As soon as he entered, the owner of the inn sat down, raising his salary and raising an alarm. If a battalion of brutally muscular weed suddenly came in, it would be like our family.
Elise said he was ashamed.
"... is often what is happening."
"Oh, yeah."
But why did I follow you here...
"Thank you for your guidance, Elise."
I don't know what to do, so a black panty warrior with only a polite teat went forward. Unlike what it looked like, the voice and attitude were very fresh. After he took off his helmet, he slowly raised the innkeeper and set him up.
"We are evil warriors sent from the Light Fame Cross to punish evil pagans. Approximately 30 men and women are looking for a place to stay... Do you have a room?"
"... of course."
Well, no matter what a man looks like, money is the best. The owner of the inn who raised his body began to calculate.
"Here we go. Everyone goes into the room and earns a lot of gear. Come back when I call. Oh, and did you say Catholic? I need to talk to you for a second."
"Yes? What happened?"
"I've seen the righteous and I can't just move on!"