"This Saint was sent from the church headquarters to investigate the Devil, Andromalius. I heard that Lord Paramedic built a big ball. I was going to call you to tell you a story, but it went well."
Why is there a person who is an alternate saint in this room? This was the reason.
The church must have sent Andromalius' arm to the headquarters in the capital.
I think I've come all the way here with a heavy ass for that. Hausa Hildegard also said Andromalius was a damn powerful demon, so he would take it seriously, too.
"Well, is that so? You quasi-prisoner Kim Kat! I swear I will answer all your questions with all my heart! For the justice and well-being of this world!"
"I don't need an exaggerated Abu. Just give me an essential answer."
"Four! Got it!"
"I like the sound of your voice."
She opens her eyes and slightly breaks her head and twists her leg to the other side. The thigh, which looks firm but soft, appears to be more feminine than that of a trained warrior.
Karin and Claudie are extremely powerful warriors, but they have no body. Basically, this Saint is the same thing. It's just a good-looking beauty.
Judging by this Gimkatt sensor, it seems clear that the saint of this world religion is the culmination of an extremely murderous and destructive fanaticism of women.
- Bugal.
... fuck?
Can't you see this?
No, I believe in Risha's abilities. Risha said she wouldn't be in the church. Then it never gets to the church.
"... in this church, near Isvant and within the radius of Krasheim. And I feel a great crisis about the simultaneous emergence of the daemon gate near the untapped zone and Baron Dodens. I'm gonna be a little busy in the future. Well, I'll call you if I need your help."
Looks like an order, not cooperation.
"So, what was it like to be friends with Andromalius?"
"Off, horrible despair!"
I was nervous and my voice exploded.
"The deepest darkness! All the sins that exist in this world! Cruel Devil!!! As soon as I saw it, I thought I was literally going crazy! However, we have joined forces with Captain Bakerell and the other professors to defeat them!"
I only told him the truth as it was.
If you say useless nonsense, you might catch something. I'm fucking stabbed because of the information Hildegard gave me.
"Demons are not our opponents!"
So I shouted even louder. Saint Cadia stares at me, and she folds her arms. His large chest rests on his arm.
"I don't think even the new Crusaders are more armed than the current quasi-religious. Well, that's a natural admiration. Andromalius belongs to the Great Demon."
"Ah, great demon!!!!!!!"
"Does the seriousness of the situation make sense? Records show that he was last seen during the Idol War. It's a terrible demon that eats human brains and steals knowledge."
That's a fucking asshole!
"Tell me what you know."
"Four!"
Immediately told her only information that could be inferred from the circumstances at the time.
I already know about Andromalius. Because Hildegard told me. But it is information that cannot be obtained in the usual way.
Information I don't know if it was originally.
So I answered in such a way that I didn't know.
"Not much nutritious information."
"No way! I've been thinking a lot about who I am since I met him! Nutritional score!"
The Saint nods at my defense.
"That's a good attitude. I always like the attitude to think about the enemy. This superior minister wants to recruit as a Crusader, and I hope so too."
"..."
"What the quasi-judicial tribunal said is already in the report. It was a useless question, actually. I've told you all about Andromalius, so if you're interested, find out."
Then I'll have to find out. Cross-validating Hildegard's information may reveal something new.
"By the way, what's the point of coming to church today? He's pretty rattled."
"Oh, I was going to talk about it."
I immediately opened the sack and showed her the corpse of a dead man named Bugal.
"... the corpse of the devil. That's intact, too. Where can I get better?"
Her eyes widen. As saints, they are forced to pay attention to these things. Immediately, I placed the dead body of the deserted Vulgar on the chalice table.
"Are you out of your mind?"
"This is a long story... I can't help but feel like he's regenerating."
When he testified that he had made a vomit, Saint Cadia laughed.
"Yeah? Good job. Of course we have to take action."
She reached out her white hand and grabbed the horn of Büghal and looked at his head.
"This... I'm more interested in the quasi-religious. Tell me what you know. I will listen slowly."
"Hmph, it's an honor. Do you know of any serial killings in this defensive town nearby?"
"Nothing has been reported."
"Let me start with that."
The same report was reported to the Adventurer Guild by Saint Cadia.
A serial murder of a swordsman.
I've succeeded in defeating it and capturing the Magog alive. However, it is reported that during the convoy to the church, the sword seized and was inevitably executed.
After hearing the whole story, she tucks her hand between her chest bones and pulls out something similar to a cigarette pack. She's got big breasts in her pockets. Anyway, I pick a rabbi from there and bite it, and it creates a holy light from my fingertips, and I start to set fire to it.
- Smoke spreads.
It's amazing that I'm naturally lit with holy light right now.
"... it's a strange story. You will receive a report from an outsider quasi-religious priest."
"No, you don't mean outsiders. I am like a member of the Bronze Society."
"Well, so is that. I heard the story well. I'll reward you for handing over the body. I will descend in the name of this Saint, so you can expect it."
I didn't say I'd hand it over yet.
However, it was clear that Saint's reward would be great.
"Oh, thank you!"
"I've dealt with a lot of these cases... a talent I could covet. For more details, please write a report in the near future and come back. Let's do the story again then."
"Of course you will!"
Speaking forcefully, she was the one who emitted the smoke.
"Do you understand that I made an appointment with the Saint I saw?"
"Yes?"
"Make sure you get the report right."
"..."
No, I'm an outsider.
However, the Saint of the Church does not have the authority to order me.
We still have to do it.
It is the wisdom of living in the world that lies before the authority, the navel, and the high man. Even more so for someone who seems to associate with me.
"By the way, Saint. I have a question, but can I ask you something?"
"What? Ask me anything."
I decided to ask you one question that I always wondered. Saint is a higher position than the cardinal. Then there may be a bishop or a pope on top of it.
What's on the Pope?
God.
"Is... is it possible that the Saint listens to the voice of God Verde?"
It is a world where God exists and the divine power also exists. Maybe this woman is really following God's instructions.
"Hmm, of course I can carry it."
The Saint nodded slowly as she stared at me.
"Unlike Segan's perception, Verde does not give a direct voice. His angels also hid their tracks at the same time that the idol war ended."
You're not being instructed, are you?
And an angel.
Well, there will be angels if there are demons.
I've never seen one, but I can.
"This Saint can only feel the will of God. You said you don't know the doctrine? To be brief, the Saint feels the spirit of Cheonqing. You can see the balance of good and evil."
It's a natural story, but I couldn't understand her properly.
Doctrine takes years to learn. So I asked because I didn't know what I wanted to know.
"The end... is the end coming if the real Cheongqing is energized?"
It is their core idea that the end comes when the balance breaks.
Then does the end really come?
"Different interpretations, but if the forces of evil devour the world, they can only explain the end."
That's true.
"What if the forces of good will swallow up the world?"
"Impossible. We cannot eradicate evil in the world. It's evil to bloom like a cockroach if you kill it. The world is like that. And if there are only good beings left, then there must be a problem. The limits of the human race... If you want to hear a more detailed interpretation of this doctrine, bring your authority. I'll explain it to you myself."
"..."
The Saint answered my question resolutely.
Well, the doctrine of each religion is different.
Everyone believes differently.
"What is paradise or something like that in other religions? There are many religions and gods, but what the hell is right?"
For example, the Cross of Fame believes that paradise will descend if evil is done in the world.
However, this does not fit the doctrine and the devil as the Saint has said.
According to the Saint's interpretation, paradise spoken by the Light Celestial Cross cannot be found. because it is impossible to say evil.
If the doctrine collides, it would be natural for us to fight so badly, because we are right, Nine is wrong... but these religions are not good.
"You ask difficult questions. A slightly different view of evil than those teeth. This story also needs permission. By the way, did you say you're still not one of us? What is your current religion? The Saint seems to have a lot of religious curiosity."
She naturally switched topics and asked me.
"Let's see, if you're from Mirkesha, do you believe in Haalbayer, the god of hunters? Then I also understand that you are brave."
What the hell is Haalbayer doing?
"No, that's not it."
"Hoo? I know it's a popular religion among Mirkesha."
I don't know.
"Every tribe, it's a little different. Don't you know?"
"Is that so?"
"We serve our ancestors."
"Ancestors? recite the doctrine or the core idea."
When she opened her eyes, she lit the cigarette again with a holy light and said in a commandment.
"Standing, no way! You said you were a pagan and you were going to kill him!"
"You must be prejudiced against the Saint. Saint's virtue is compassion and love. If it's not classified as pagan or social, there's no reason to kill it. And be reassured that the quasi-prisoner does not seem to be such a person when he sees the Saint. If you are evil in the first place, you cannot be recognized by the Church."
That's a damn good thing.
"To be brief, we have a culture of honoring our deceased forefathers, respecting each other, and seeing injustice."
This is the core idea of fusion communion.
Honestly, I don't know the Progenitors, but it's natural to be polite, and if you have cheeky bastards, you should be punished. Of course, every situation can be converted fluidically at any time.
"Oh, that's the right religion. Did you come up with such a rational idea to maintain your community in a tribal society?"
The Saint who listened to me smoked while responding.
"Obviously, respect for the Progenitors is not important. Yeah, well. Just don't know that. You've heard a lot of fun stories. Is this a good time?"
"You mean a good time?"
"It is no different from the dreams of the men to be alone with this Saint."
She seems to know very well that she is pretty.
It seems to be a nature that reveals it naturally.
But I'm not very impressed with four seminarians or wives.
"Don't remember your name. Quartermaster Gimkatt. Know it with honor."
"Hmph, I will give glory to my descendants. Well, I hope you'll accept that disgusting demon corpse."
"Are you going to be solicited by a demon corpse? That's a perfectly correct solicitation."
I stood up from my seat.
Fortunately, the Saint noticed that I didn't even care about the sword in my waist. In the first place, Lisa handled it herself, so it's no wonder she didn't notice.
No matter how saint you are, it won't work for Risha.
"Farewell, then, Saint."
"Let's make sure the report is written properly."
No, why do you like reports so much?
In order to maintain such a large organization, there must be such an efficient administrative habit.
Anyway, I have to go home and write a report. It looks like he's been staying here for some time. It seems that the Superior Pastor Jai and Barkerel sent some errands or something.
Immediately after greeting, I left the church.