"Oh, oh, oh!!!!! Ohhhhh!!!!!!"
He fought and finally won.
However, the secret research facility of the pagans was completely burned down when crucial evidence was put to sleep. I was so feisty that Hildegard came flying with an urgent tone.
"Cat! Are you all right? What the hell is going on?"
"Oh, Hildenya?"
"Kat?"
It's a shame, but in the end, I won. Once the lights are out, let's go back in and search for what's left.
"Are you okay?"
"Uh, it's okay. I won."
"Thank God!"
"Goddamn it. Oh, there's a demon cub inside. But that son of a bitch got away with some girl on the gate."
"Yes? Humans used the Devil's Gate?"
What, humans can't use the Devil's Gate?
"Uh."
"Hmm... that's weird. Normally it would be impossible... but it is impossible for a human to use the Devil's Gate."
"..."
It's strange.
Let's put this in your head, too.
"Anyway, Cat. I caught and killed two people looking at me."
"Oh, really?! Well done!"
"Hehe! I did good! Touch my head, please!"
The smiling Hildegard reaches out to me. I have to go check it out after I kill two people.
"Ha, don't do anything weird."
"Argh."
Winia sighs and covers Hilde's head as she comes before me.
"Winia!!!"
I was filled with great joy when I saw Winia's face.
"What a great job!!! I won thanks to you!!!"
"... well, I thought it was really going to work, but I won."
- Warlock!
I immediately lifted Winia with a strong hug.
"Ugh...!"
"Hail, Winia! Best! My little angel!"
"Let go of me, nigga..."
A severely red-faced Winia grabs my face and tries to push it down weakly.
What...? Winia rejects me!
"Well, what is it! Why!"
"I can't wash for a few days and it stinks..."
Oh, yeah.
Definitely. I haven't washed in days.
But it doesn't smell very good.
"No, I don't."
"So do I..."
Anyway, I let Winia go.
Still, I fucking won. I think I have defeated the enemy, so I feel a kind of vigorous cheer rising.
You crushed a strong swordsman by 1: 1.
Today's experience makes me strong tomorrow.
"Nigga. It's good to win, but it's fucking dangerous. What if you lose? You just go in there?"
It was definitely dangerous.
But I fought because I believed in me and Winia.
"I went in because I believed in you and my skills. Well, it was dangerous. If I wanted to, I'd run away right away."
"... I think so. Cook, yeah. Well done, nigga."
"Uh-huh."
Laughter poured out, earning more than I thought. If you organize and report this day, you will receive the goddess of Cadia Saint.
If you go to the capital anyway, you'll see your face every day.
I insisted on my wives for the future. Fortunately, I was successful in completing it, so I could confidently return with my face.
After waiting for a while, I went back inside the cave. Even with the ventilation holes, all the smoke escaped.
"Hey, Hilde. Find something useful."
"Yes!"
The bodies of the pagans were completely burned.
All the numbers were correct. Once I had something I could take. I got all dizzy, but things like metal were pretty good.
- Back and forth.
I could find some metal plates with some pagan patterns. However, unfortunately, all the journals and books that contained the key information were turned to ashes.
"... I'm sorry, nigger. I burned them all."
As I was searching for the debris in the bookshelf, Winia, who came close, said with a slightly dead face.
This is not an apology.
"No, what are you sorry about? Winia won because of you. I wouldn't have won if it wasn't magic in the first place. It's all your work."
"Is that so? Yes. That's it."
Winia, who regained her smile, squats and searches the floor.
We did so much searching.
"Cat! Down here!"
"Below?!"
The moment Hilde opens something like the door on the floor. I ran towards you screaming.
"Waaaaaaah!! What is this!"
"Looks like a small warehouse!"
It was a small storage warehouse built on the floor. Inside, something like a sasquatch horn, leather, and work tools were piled up and neatly organized. I barely even got on!
"Take everything!"
So we came out with all the loot. I didn't find much pagan evidence, but I was able to get all the weapons and the by-products of Sasquatch.
This is enough for a hard time.
I took all the luggage I had hidden right outside. I also looked for other pagans that Hilde had killed, but there was nothing to take care of except the black outfit that was unique to the pagans.
"Now let's go back! Hilde, there's a lot of luggage, but help me!"
"Yes! Give it to me!"
Then we split the burden and headed to the city. It might take a few days, but I didn't think it was a problem when I slept with so much Sasquatch leather.
* * *
Upon returning to Istanbul, he spent several days in the midst of the extreme hospitality of his wives.
Claudie, Winia, Karin, Risha, Liztina.
It was very pleasant to spend time with five wives and nothing could be changed. But they all said, "Why is it so late?" It just seemed cute.
Anyway, it was only after I filled up their wombs with the semen that was emanating endlessly that I began to write a report, and I finally found the church.
"... the more you look at the quasi-prisoner, the more amazing he is."
After looking at my reports and evidence, Saint Cadia stared at me with a strange expression.
"Uh-huh, isn't that amazing?"
"I'm so surprised I get bruised."
The report was perfectly prepared.
In fact, it took some time for Saint Cadia to complete her mission. I went through the Sulfur Mountains like crazy, and eventually wrote that I had raided and destroyed their research facility after roughly having tracked down a Sasquatch and discovered the pagans.
But unfortunately, the battle became more intense, so I concluded by burning down the research facility per Hola.
But I finally succeeded in getting a valid proof.
"Saint. What the hell is written in that book? It's the first language I've ever seen, so I couldn't read it."
Strange journal that two pagans ambushed and snatched a drink. There was a dense crowd of unrecognizable languages.
The Cardian Saint read it for a while, and said with a serious face:
"... even this Saint cannot read. But I've seen this text before."
"You mean you've seen it before!"
Where the hell did you get that?
"The church storehouse is filled with evil items gathered from all over. This Saint is a foreigner of the Church and of course has the right to search the warehouse."
A man who is about to become a Saint must have seen a lot of such evil evidence. Of course I saw the text here.
"So you know who you are?"
"No. I don't know anything about the identity of the pagans. What kind of sect, what kind of god do you worship, what kind of purpose do you serve?"
So secretive.
"Either way, the evidence brought by the quasi-religious will be very useful for research in the Church. Well done, quasi-religious."
"Hahaha, thank goodness."
Anyway, I'm glad I noticed you're satisfied.
So now you're going to be rewarded for hitting a dick? This time I was promised orally in advance to pay in cash.
"Honestly, I didn't expect much. I was waiting to see if I could catch a tail or something. By the way, it's a secret research facility for pagans. It's very interesting. There's a demon."
The Catholic Saint, who pulled out the cigarette, touched a piece of iron with the pattern of pagans.
"A key executive figure tied up with a demon and took Sasquatch's cub with blue skin and walked out using the gate..."
Then, close your eyes for a moment and lock them in your mind.
You can't interfere with your imagination. I sat still and waited for the Saint to open his mouth again. It's a pretty serious thing to do religiously.
"... I will send the paladins to the place marked on the map immediately."
"I've scratched everything I can get. And a few days ago. Keep it away, that's it."
It took me a while to come and play with the report.
"But we still have to check."
"Uh-huh, of course. But, Saint, I've done everything I can. Everything in the report is exactly what I did, so..."
"Huh, do you want a reward?"
When he secretly made a request, the smiling saint mentioned the reward.
"That's it!"
"Really, it's not enough to use a few pennies to destroy pagans. I never thought I'd get a clue like this. I never thought it would be so efficient."
The Saint, who said so, organized the report I had written and put it in his drawer.
"First, I'll send the paladins and make sure they know the truth, and then I'll pay them back."
"That's it! You don't trust me!"
"You know very well that's not the case. It's just a matter of procedure, so rest assured."
Of course, Saint is not the one who will take the money.
The Saint who had been looking at me for a while said,
"Quartermaster. Let me change my place for a second."
"Yes? A seat?"
"Get up."
Suddenly you lost your seat?
The Saint who rose from the throne approached me.
"Yeah, well, if you change it, you change it."
"That's a lot of words."
I got up as I was told and headed to the seat of Saint Cadia.
This is where you can see the windows and the doors going out. Somehow, the chairs are fluffy and warm.
- Ugh.
The Cardian Saint, who was in my place, took a document out of my arms and gave it to me.
"From now on, the quasi-prisoner cannot leave here until he signs there."
"Yes?"
What are you talking about?
Immediately after receiving the document, the title of the contract for the admission of Paladin to the Catholic Church of the Bronze Society was shown.
... the Paladin Agreement.
Slightly raising his head, the Saint said as if he were explaining his absence with arms.
"You have to do it anyway. Read it now and sign it."
"No, Saint?"
"I think the quasi-prisoner should make a preemptive restraint. It seems that if you change your mind when it's spring, the Saint you saw will be in trouble. I won't say long. I want you to sign it now. This is an order."
With a more authoritative attitude, you give me orders.
No, first of all, I was thinking of writing a contract, so I got a little worried. I've been trying to make up my mind.
"... hold on, Saint."
"If you don't sign."
As he was about to protest, the moment Saint Cadia grabbed the island in front of his chest, she said, exposing her large sternum.
"I'm going to take my clothes off and scream right now."
"Yes? Yes?!"
What nonsense!
"No, Saint! What's that supposed to mean!"
"Let's start now."
In fact, the Saint began to take off her robe as she tucked herself in.
"The most beautiful Saint's strip show in the kingdom, well, it's worth saving your life."
Crazy!
This is why you asked me to change my seat!
The Saint is sitting at the door, so I can't get out!
She threw away the cigarette she was really biting and slowly took off her clothes.
"When I saw the bare flesh of the Saint, I froze. That's a good reaction too, but I think you should sign before you take it all off. Of course, this Saint will scream as soon as he becomes naked."
As the Catholic Saint looked me in the eye, I began to untie the button of the blouse with my legs broken. Brassiere's color was sexy black... not this!
"Gi, wait!!! I'll read the contract first!! Stop for a second! Just read and sign!!!"
I immediately grabbed the pen and shouted loudly.
Was my cry touched, the Saint smiled satisfactorily and stopped moving.
"Hugh, I'll take it. Let's read it."
"Oh my...!"
I immediately read down the contract.
"Saint Bone really likes the quasi-religious. What it looks like, what it thinks, what it's capable of. These good talents are common nowadays. It is an honest idea that no matter what happens, I want to eat under the eyes of the Saint. So... hurry up and put a name under it. Come on."
Throughout the reading, the sensual Saint spoke.
"You're still reading...! Don't interrupt!"
"Somehow, my heart is frustrated. I need to take my clothes off right now..."
"Teeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh!!"