"I don't care. Interested? Of course, it is the basic idea of our school to reward those who move in return."
Cardia Saint, who promised the reward, told me to listen to the story first.
As always, troops are not enough.
So, whether you're a mercenary or an adventurer, you need faith and trust to do that. She dragged me around today to test it.
Even if you are a recognized quasi-religious priest of the Church, it is the first time. It is necessary to recognise. After all, I think I'm going to leave it to work because I bought trust while traveling with him for a day.
It's a natural story, but it's hard to find someone outside who's more useful than me. If you can do it, you better do it. Well, he's a quasi-religious.
However, if we do this, it means that the Saint's work is a little difficult for the dizzy.
Skill problems or trust problems?
Either way, it may be difficult, but it's not a loss if you reward it. That's what I do.
But if you ask me to date again, it's a fucking seizure.
"Hmph, let's hear it and decide. But I don't think you're going to pay for a date like this."
"Hmm? Didn't you like the date with Saint Bone? I thought I enjoyed it, but it must have been the Saint's illusion."
No, bitch.
"It is not uncommon for a woman more beautiful than the Saint I have seen in the capital. As a man, I think this honor would have been enough."
The Saint who looked at my face with sharp eyes grabbed the island in front of his chest and said, The sternum that is revealed is deep enough to hold me with milk, but I will have to come with a breast that is at least about Winia.
Son of a bitch, no matter how pretty it is, it fills your stomach.
My wives actually fill it.
I didn't know anything else, but I knew that Saint was a woman who blatantly used her beauty as a weapon. There must be a lot of bastards who know. But I'm immune to enchantment.
"Hmph, Saint Gaobah...! Where is it? Are you happy with your date!!!"
I struggled as I ripped my head off.
Maybe this woman is really trying to cast her passion...!
How dare you try to eat this high-end Gimcott for free!
Even the Saint of Verde cannot be forgiven!
"I'm not happy with a date, so do you want a deeper relationship? Hehe, I am rewarded for being courted directly by my husband."
"What are you talking about!"
"It's going to be a little difficult to give you an answer. She's a woman who's devoted herself to faith, so I never thought about holding her in my arms. Let's think about it this time."
"Oh my! Saint! Why are you doing this to me! He's the one who makes a day and lives a day!!!"
I come down below the bench and scream on my knees. My face is about the same, damn it! I can't believe you're trying to eat Bugal's body like this!
That wouldn't even want a Bugal in hell.
That son of a bitch is paying the best price of my life for what's in it. This is nothing more than blaspheming his cruel death. And he cried out, and said, "Blessed Saint!
"Hehe, I'm joking."
Once again, the Cardian Saint who scratched his chest bone pulled out a bag of cigarettes.
"Demon corpses are useful in many ways. Even more if it's intact. I don't intend to eat such a precious thing on a daily basis. Of course I'll pay for it. The quasi-prisoner has a sense of teasing, unlike the Crusaders."
I thought it was falling.
Saint is also an icon of compassion and love.
"Yes! The Saint of the merciful and just Bronze Society! You are the beauty of eternity who lives as compassion and love! My golden hair is so beautiful, and I feel like my body is ringing!"
"Good to hear."
- Back and forth.
The Cardian Saint, who was listening to my father, once again put his hand between his chest bones and began to flinch. Are you running around with your pockets?
"No, well, that's not even a pocket..."
"It's not wrong to call it a milk bag."
"..."
... I like this girl's sex-lip a little bit.
Anyway, Saint Cadia pulls out a small glass bottle of the size of a pinky finger between her breasts. Inside the bottle there was something shiny in the sky.
- Yikes.
Seeing my eyes, she suddenly threw a glass bottle.
Of course, I grabbed him without difficulty.
But why is this so warm?
Is it warmed up between the chest bones?
Somehow, I feel a little excited.
When we get back, we have to ask Winia to do Faizri.
"If you subtract the demon, it's worth a lot more than keeping the circle. That would be a satisfactory price."
"... I'm glad you did, but what is this?"
Small glass bottles were in their own way a luxurious design. The brass lid also has a geometric pattern. I've never seen such a sparkling blue liquid before called holy water.
"This is the holy water made by the Saint himself. Very lethal to the unclean."
Stand, Holy Water!
Gimkatt, you only get the Holy Water on a shameless day!
"Ame!"
However, if it is holy water made by Saint, the story is different. I immediately took out a piece of cloth and wrapped it around a glass bottle. I don't know, but it was obvious that the holy water that Saint made himself would be excellent.
"Thank you!"
This... I like it.
Thank you, Bugal.
"You seem to like it. Well, it can be used to defeat demons, but it has nothing to do with drinking. It's going to be pretty healthy."
"Are you referring to health?"
"Why do religious leaders in high places look so young? It's all because of the divine power. This Holy Water contains the power of Saint Bone. Drinking it won't do you any harm."
"Oh!!!!"
It's a health-function food that Saint has guaranteed!
This was clearly too expensive to sell.
"Of course, it's non-merchandise, so nothing leaks outside."
"Argh. Too bad."
Whether you drink it or use it, the price of handing over the body of Bügall will be enough. For me, this kind of health food is a necessity.
But you can share this with five people.
I want to share it with you because it's a healthy food.. Let's show it to Risha first.
"Then let's go back to work."
"Do whatever you want."
"You are so motivated to receive the Holy Water. Very good attitude. Sometimes it's better for a person to eat in return than for a person who moves in faith."
"This is the word you moved. But.. The Saint seems to scare me a little."
"Scary?"
Because of the eyes, I feel like I'm going to do something strange because I'm energizing like a boss somewhere.
"... I will admit that this Saint's impression looks fierce. Well, it's not that hard to do. There are simultaneous accidents by demons around here. Do you know?"
"Of course I do."
"It is difficult to solve all the problems with our troops, but I intend to use external personnel. The quasi-prisoner is a worthy man. You don't have the ability to handle it without sending troops. It's perfect for this."
It's true, but it's because there's something wrong with floating the person asking for it.
"Hahaha, I am honored that the Saint is praising you."
When I hear the nuances, I feel like I'm a comfortable workforce to use as a substitute for the Crusader.
"But it's a little hard for the Crusaders to do this... Those hard-headed bastards are good at fighting, but there's an awkward corner to everything else."
She said as she pressed the temples with her fingers.
"Isn't that enough of a force? It must be the Crusaders who fight."
"There are a lot of things in the world that need to be done without fighting. Crusaders can't use their heads that way. If the devil or pagans are involved, it's even worse."
Crusaders are well-educated, but there is a limit to being a violent group in the end.
When they see demons or pagans, their eyes go back and forth.
It was Saint's explanation that it is more useful to exterminate and destroy evil groups, but otherwise it is difficult to use it.
"What does that mean? Is this not just about destroying something? Then it must be an investigation or a search."
My job is an adventurer. That's my area of expertise.
"It's the same. You have a good head."
He leaned on the bench like an inner room, and the broken Saint said as he emitted cigarette smoke.
"And I've noticed something that can be solved quietly. If a quasi-prisoner has a purpose, can a demon or pagan endure anger even in front of his eyes?"
"Of course I can take it. For this purpose, you can suppress the anger of the moment."
"Hugh, that's a good attitude... Crusaders don't have that kind of flexibility."
- Glug!
I remember the paladins who witnessed the daemon gate trying to seize. That's why paladins are crazy. When you see evil, anger control dysfunctions explode.
"I like it because the quasi-prisoner seems like a crusader with no shortcomings. A talent who knows how to make compromises in the right circumstances is easy to use."
"Uh-huh, you're right."
The Saint stroked her lips and looked at my face.
I think I'm going to start a full-fledged story.
"The Saint came to this church and gathered the information he had received so that he could read about the emergence of evil groups such as pagans, socialists, or Demon Summoners. In fact, something similar has happened before. I know it by getting a report."
I know that there are pagans around here. No saint knows what I know.
"Among them is a city that judges they've been hiding. I want the paramedics to infiltrate you and search out those filthy bastards."
"Yes?"
Is it a pagan exorcism?
Looks like it's a little difficult.
"No, that's the important thing to do, isn't it, Crusaders?"
"Crusaders now focus on punishing demons. Emergency work is one step ahead of priorities. And that's one of the things the paladins don't do well."
Saint Cardia sighed while referring to the Crusader.
"How can you hold one and then blow your head off without beating the wrath of the church? That's why I can't catch my tail. It's a very rotten bone."
When the Crusaders see the pagans, they can't just move on. It's too violent to be able to take the plunge, so you're more likely to beat the minute and crush it.
"If you don't get the information and kill it like that, other pagans hide deeper. In the first place, the presence of paladins themselves raises their vigilance."
"I understand. I think so. But I think it would be a little difficult if I were to do it alone."
I understand, but it seems a little hard for me to just do.
"Reportedly, they killed a pagan group hiding in a slum."
Oh, Elise and that.
"In addition to that, I have a gift for doing other things. Saint Bone wants a quasi-judicial officer to take care of this. It may take some time, but I'll make sure you get that reward."
Gummy pulls it.
I promised you a reward.
"But what happens if it fails?"
"You will be disappointed in the ability of the quasi-prisoner. This Saint has great expectations. Well, if it fails, it can't be done."
There are no penalties.
In fact, even if I buy disappointment from the Saint, there is no harm done to me.
"The infiltration of pagans into the city itself is a serious thing, and it is not very dangerous. You can do it any way you want with information and time. Rather, it's not a bad way to let a little neglect happen and then eradicate it all at once."
I nod.
"But if it is noticeable, it is the human mind that wants to solve it. It's even worse if it happens during these events. That's why I leave it to you. I will ask the Associate Priest.Will you carry out the mission given by this Saint?"
The Saint, who had twisted his leg to the other side, looked at my face and asked for an answer. It's a beautiful face.
Well, if there's no penalty, it's Gimcott's way to stab me.
"Very well. I will do my best, as the Saint says he will leave it to me. Most importantly, it's very rewarding. Hmph, this is going to be huge."
"Huh, do you want more than a date as a reward? The Saint you saw is also a woman."
"Spots!!!! to!"
"I'm joking."
Anyway, the Saint gave me the mission of evangelizing the city. A document containing detailed instructions is said to be returned to the church.