"Pour!"
The myopic fanaticism cried out wildly.
The bar was the scene of madness. Like showing off all sorts of strange armor, the marshmallows occupied all the seats, shouting and praying for unknown names.
"Ahaha..."
"Saint, good hearts, our churchmen treat you with good hearts, so you don't have to be burdened."
And Elise was at the center of it.
"Get a drink! Friend! If you believe in any god with the same purpose of summoning evil beings, we are like friends!"
The Black Panties Templar Warrior put out a drink.
It's all good, but I'm too burdened with your outfit.
I took a drink.
"Brother Archio is very flexible, unlike the outside world."
Certainly no compromise could be found in his outfit in the world. The ultimate flexibility, like his panties, is beyond the principles of the world.
"That, yes?"
"Yes."
I inhaled the rum that Elise was holding. A minor... is an adult by world standards. So I shortened my black panty temple warrior, so I sipped the cup that Archio had received at once.
- Gulp!
Rum burns his throat and flows in.
That's a bit of a relief.
"Khh...! That's it!"
"That's nice! Drink more!"
"Uh-huh, do I drink alone? Arkio, get some!"
I tried to give him another drink right away, so this time I followed him.
Archio also drank at once.
Khhhhhh!!
- For order!
- For God's sake!
- To the coming of paradise!
- For God's sake!
I don't know anything else, but the surroundings were too noisy to make my head ring. Whether they're warriors or nuns, they're gathering together to have a drink while shouting.
Of course, many people were also gathered at our table.
I was curious about the myopia of Elise and my sled.
I started talking with a drink that I constantly followed.
"Th-that's why...! Ezath! Those bastards! As soon as he got here, he killed a lot of people! Isn't that right, Elise?"
"Yes! The first judges cut off their ankles and killed the torturers! I wanted to show you how miserably they cried!"
Elysée said enthusiastically, vomiting more than usual. Seeing that, my blood boiled too...! Bigger! Bigger!
Koreans are a people of humor!
If you go somewhere and get pushed into a 'hump', you'll eat up the honor of the Korean people!
"We are Elise, too!"
"Growing up wisely, I feel so comfortable!"
"Ezaz! Of course it is for burrows who believe in evil gods!"
I just said it by inflating a brutal story as soon as it happened, and I was very responsive. Elysée seemed to enjoy talking about her achievements... This is a crazy-ass den.
It felt like there were only these people in the world who could make the story of killing people so enjoyable.
I threw up the emotion as it was.
"Ha-ha-ha! You have to kill all the bad guys and use them as compost! That's the only way to recycle that garbage! We have to grind them all and make them into fertilizers!"
"You're right! Brothers and sisters! Look at Saint Cat! This is really the right and desirable way of thinking!"
"I knew it, Elise! We are Divine!"
"Friend! Saint! Have another drink!"
"Yes! Elise gave it to you and you should drink it!"
Tension that crosses with Elise and goes up endlessly!
Now I was Kim Cat of the unstoppable impulse!
"Oh, oh...! Your friend speaks very well! Fertilizer! I didn't even think about it!"
"Archio! If you get a body from this pilgrimage, we will do it!"
"Oh, no wonder! The bodies of all pagans who are obsessed with this temple will be used as fertilizer! Understood!"
"Yes!"
During the confusion, the temple warriors began to react seriously to what they had just said.
Making people... fertilizer?
I don't know if this is really a welcome or a horrible reality. It was so horrible to try to do what I said with a joke.
"Elise has eyes on people! Buddy! Are you going to join the Light Fame Cross? If you're a friend, I'll do you good!"
"Haha! I appreciate the words, but I'm afraid I believe in ethnic gods!"
"Too bad. Yeah! But... did you run out of booze? Host! We're out of booze! Don't worry about the money, bring me what you have!"
"Aye! Aye! Aye!"
As I drank, I made friends with the warriors of the Light Fame Cross. It was like coming to an unlimited alcoholic buffet, and I was drinking until my gut was drowned, so I felt better.
"I'll go to Belle-Ro!"
I came up on the table and sang a song.
I am now shining to the top. No matter what, the reaction was explosive. Passionately, Snow also shouted loudly after tightening her compass once again!
"Death to evil creatures! Punishment! Judgment! Let's get rid of all the pagans in this land!"
- Waaaah!!!
Explosion!
"Oh, oh...! Terrible pagans! Gentlemen! Do you know what Elise and I saw? Ingushtu, Ingushtu! Those fucking pagans who serve Ezath were hunting people down and cooking!"
Explosive fury!
"What?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Argh!!!!!!!!!!!"
"That's ridiculous!!!!!!!!!!!"
I was completely disoriented, and the frowning paladins started screaming at me as I twisted my body. You seem to be feeling a transcendental outrage in the words of Ingustus... Extreme Sweet Potatoes!
It was just a difficult story for them to move on!
Then I'll give you cider!
"So I tortured and killed them all with Elise!!!"
"Good job, really good job!!!!!"
"Excellent job!!!!!!!!!"
"Argh..! Thank God!!!! Thank God!!!"
You crazy bastards!
They clapped, almost halfway through the tears. An anomaly has occurred in the sensitive circuit due to excessive alcohol. I told him about torturing and killing people, but he couldn't be touched like this.
"Argh! Argh...! Victims! Victims!! Ugh!! Ezath! Disgusting demon! Son of a bitch!!!!"
I started to cry in my eyes whether I was in the mood or not. That's when I danced to honor the souls of the victims. But that doesn't make the pain go away.
How sick it must have been.
How miserable.
How sad.
"Argh... Argh...! Orderly God! How could such indescribable things exist in the world!"
"Paradise! If you don't bring down paradise...! Pain never ends!"
"Let's break the pagans now!"
The warriors burst into madness. The tears they shed were to be mistaken for bloody tears. With their eyes fluttering with tears, they take out their weapons and drop them.
- Brother-in-law.
- Oh, shit.
- Chul-kung!
Strange knife. Sawblade like axe. A knuckle that looks like a scissor, even a skewer for grabbing the heart... seems rather close to a torture tool than a normal weapon.
"Let's go."
"For pilgrimage, for justice."
"Death to the wicked."
It was time for them to shout out their pledges in a serious tone and try to create a wobbly body.
"Ah, ah. Everyone calm down. Even a newborn pagan can't be killed while he's drunk. When your body is complete, that's when you start."
Serra pressed on the shoulders of the warriors who were about to rise and sat down and said, All the warriors were already in a state of turmoil, so they collapsed without strength in their hands.
Me, too.
I threw my head at the table with all my strength.
I didn't know the tension was too high and did the rest of the excision.
It's too much longer.
Claudie... Winia... please take me...
"Ugh... Saint, are you all right?"
"I think I'm going to search..."
Elise called me with an inaccurate pronunciation of whether she drank too much or not.
"Elise. You look like you're having a hard time. You better get in there and rest. If you've been hunting pagans for a while now, you'll need to rest for more hunting."
"Sister... Blarett... I'm fine..."
"It doesn't look good at all. I hope you bring Catholic back soon. Even if Elise is okay, Saint Catherine seems to be having a hard time."
That's what he said.
I think I'm going to search now.
"Very well, Sister Blarett."
"Don't you call me sister?"
"... Sister Serra."
"Huhu. Please take him."
Elise supported me in that speech.
Serra said to me with her head down.
"Saint Cat. I heard good things today. Truly, it was a just cry. It's an exemplary idea... If you don't mind, I'd also like to hear about the ethnic faith of Catholics next time. Well, I'll see you later. You seem drunk a lot, so I suggest you go in and take a break."
"Hmph! Thank you for your consideration... for being so limited..."
"Huhu, you're a little weak."
I've had a shit, but I'm weak.
This woman appeared to be a monster gradually.
"Thank you for being a good friend with Elise. Goodbye, then."
At the end of the speech, Elise supported me and went out. She was drunk, too, but she still stood up for me.
"Hey, Elise. I can walk alone. You can let go."
"Not immobile? I'll give you a boost, so just keep your feet tight."
"... draw. Thank you. Actually, I'm not moving."
"I knew it. I also drank without resection... Hiccup!"
"Uh-huh, hiccups?"
"... I'm ashamed. Don't tell me."
The rain that was pouring was also moderately frequent. I slowly walked with my body leaning against Elise as the tracking rain fell.
"Saint, it was a pleasure today. There seems to be a lot to learn in the saint's mind. I am very interested in the word" paganism "that the saint believes in."
I assure you, I never told anyone anything worth learning today.
Why do they like this?
"Confucianism... In fact, my idea is more of an ironclad fusion than a real Confucianism."
Buddhism and Christianity. And my personal ideas and the ideas of the Chungwon Catholicism are appropriately formulated and fused to the specifications of the world.
It is never cult.
"Are you referring to Fusion?"
"Yeah... it's hard to explain, and then I'll explain it to you. That's a lot. You'll find out when you walk around with him."
"... I'm looking forward to it."
From the middle, Elise began to be exhausted.
Be so quiet.
I took the road where only the rains were heard.
"Here we are, Saint."
"Ugh... I'm sorry, but just take me to the room."
"Got it."
If I get sick like this, I can't find the main body. Taking what you give me and drinking it, my vision is spinning... I think it's going to rain tomorrow anyway, so I just need to rest.
- Yikes.
"Oh, nun... nigger?"
Winia opened the door.
I looked at my face and tried to wrinkle my face as it was, but Elise loosened her face and smiled.
"Somehow I got a drink. The Saint seems to have been drunk a lot."
"Ugh... Winia?"
"Oh, you fucking nigger. Thank you, nun. Did you bring it all this way? You've done a lot of work."
"No, then."
Elise handed me over to Winia and went back.
Winia took me with her heart.
"Oh, I forgot to ask. You didn't come here for a drink, did you, nigga?"
Winia asked so much.
Well, what happens when you two come over for a drink?
Don't worry, Winia. It's never gonna happen.
"What do you two mean? I went to see the Temple Army... and I came to eat with the people of the Light Celestial Cross."
"What? Why did they... Oh, the nun was your kid. Yeah, they're a little out of their minds..."
He's out of his mind.
"That's a good story."
"... a nigger like that. Oh, congratulations. If you don't like it on the floor, go wash it and come."
"I can't move... it's too hard now..."
"Then sleep on the floor."
"That's too much..."
Claudie was sleeping in bed.
I lay on the floor lonely.
Winia covers me with a blanket to see if I'm as good as I am.