"An envoy came from the Isvant side. What the hell happened? Paladin."
When I went to the church to find the Catholic Saint, she gave me something like an envelope that looked like a luxury.
I also received a letter from the Baron.
That's why I got in touch with the church.
"That's what I mean, Saint. I told you I caught the Desperate Worm last time, didn't I? I went to take a look at that, and I had some fun with Baron Heilen's brushes... and somehow I got into a duel under the notary of Isvant's Holiness."
A Cardian Saint, who took out a bag of cigarettes from between her sternum bones, pinched her leg and lit it with divine power.
"A duel?"
She asked as if she had heard something interesting.
"Yes, a duel. There's a Palladin nigger. Of course, he gave it to me with his bare hands, and he sent me a formal Arena after he got hit. Perhaps it is because of that that Isvandt sent a letter to the church to contact me."
This was an overview of the case.
- Whoo.
The Saint who inhaled the smoke and spit it out said,
"... the demons wanted to be quiet lately, but they got caught up in that. I think our Paladin has a knack for doing things. Isn't that right?"
"Hahaha, I'm sure they're all capable of making things work. Anyway, can I read it?"
"That's it. I'll be quick to read and talk."
Immediately I handed over the letter of Isvant affection to Saint Cadia.
"Recipient"
Bronze Astronomical Society Associate Priest Kim Cat.
The recipient was me, and the writing was very nice and clean like some art. Quite sophisticated typeface.
Was it written by Isvant Younger Boy himself?
Unlike actions or images, I write beautifully. And the sender is called Leila Isvan. Is this the name of Isvant's infamous child?
I don't know now.
Anyway, I read it right away.
"Marquis Lormalza, Nabal and duel. You don't have to say that. As long as your Barbarian warrior is in Istanbul, Baron Heilen assures you that no harm of any kind will come to him, and I will provide immediate protection if such an attempt is made.
It seemed to convey the wrath of eternal love.
I don't know how to write nonverbal.
First of all, she is looking very negatively at this ridiculous duel. It looks pretty tight.
"But even though she became a notary herself, and even though Princess Heilen also gave her consent, she was unilaterally crushed and deeply insulted, and her body was shaved.
Definitely would. Princess Heilen certainly didn't have enough of her own duel, so she even received a notary of Isvant's Holiness. It doesn't suit Yichi because Ji asked for it first and it's a one-sided crush.
I don't seem to have enough, so I put up with it moderately, but it's not as tight as I imagined. He even sent a huge amount of money to the Arena, saying he was going to enlarge the Arena accordingly. I think your barbarian warrior would have felt a great insult, even if he was just trying to shut his mouth.
"Argh...!"
I can't believe you asked me your own opinion!
How glorious!!!!
"You don't have to take the duel, but if you want to take the duel, I will definitely observe it. This time, we'll do notarization and observation in the name of Ivant.
Apart from that, it was written in a line that he participated by notarizing other noble families who maintained good relations with Isvant.
Isn't this... just a duel?
And if so many people were to move from the Isvant side, Baron Heilen would certainly have drawn all of his connections and brought them to him as a notary. Well, that means you're gonna think about it and bring someone in.
"While I was writing the letter, I couldn't even shake my fists. I had a fever, and I smashed two desks and ate them. Please reply.
The content of the letter was the end.
The duel is ridiculous, and if you don't, I'll bring someone to keep you from kneeling. Apart from that, he was personally insulted, so somehow he put pressure on Baron Heilen.
P.S.: The Death Worm sale is going smoothly, so look forward to it.
"Who dares insult the Emperor Ivant!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The insect that made my business partner and comrade Isvant Younger!!!!
- I will never forgive you!!!!
I stood up and roared.
I felt like my chest would explode. This is an obvious adversary and an evil...! Gimcott will never go beyond this!
I was roaring, so my heart calmed down a little.
"... has it calmed down?"
Cardia Saint, who was smoking all the time, said as she rubbed her buttocks against the ashtray.
"Yes, calm down. Saint."
"I think I know exactly what happened to Palladin."
"Uh-huh, he's got a good head. So here's what I'm saying."
Then let's ask the most important question.
"Even though I belong to the church... I haven't officially belonged yet. Anyway, as a body associated with the Church, would it be okay to have this duel?"
I will soon be a paladin.
Therefore, I must ask my immediate superior, Cardia Saint, for his opinion and seek permission.
"You must have felt quite insulted. The Saint who saw personal work to defend the honor of Paladin himself cannot be stopped. Well, since you haven't gone to the capital yet, you're officially a quasi-religious."
The quasi-religious system is not a formal religion.
"There seems to be a big problem with the procedure... but now that I feel insulted, I'd rather do it if I wanted to fight. First, I will commend the Saint who saw it first to seek permission. I have a very good heart as a paladin."
The lightly smiling Saint asked again.
"Uh-huh, you're my boss, and I have to tell you something. Anyway, thank you for your permission."
I asked him first because he might be hit by the disgrace of the Church.
"Baron Heilen... Well, I hope there's no patronage money there."
Anyway, now that I have my permission, that's it.
"Then I think we're going to have a duel soon, so please come and take a breath. I'm doing it myself, so I'm going to have a special class."
"Hugh, you can rest in a few minutes. Yeah, but we can't see Paladin duel. Let the Saint know when the date is decided. Let's take all the church people and observe."
If you're going to be king, you need to call everyone you know and raise a plate.
I don't know what those bastards are gonna do, but I need to call everyone I can. The church has been watching, but we can't do anything in vain. If I had Elise, I would have asked you to come to see them all at the Light Fame Cross.
Anyway, these bastards will dare pay me close.
I'll smash it with my own hand.
"I'll let you know the schedule next time. Oh, but what happened to demons and pagans?"
"Fortunately, it's quiet. That's why we're working on pushing it. As Saint Bone, I hope it's okay."
"Uh-huh, I hope so. Oh, Saint. Could you please send a letter to the side of the Imperial Highness? That's what he sends me."
"If you write it here, I'll let this Saint send you."
"Thank you."
I immediately wrote a letter to the Virgin of Cardia, borrowing paper and pens, and putting them up to the Eucharist.
Dear Honorable Honorable Ones. This duel was unfair and brutal, but I decided to fight because I couldn't just leave the scoundrels who had eaten on the face of the Emperor. Whoever the opponent is, that quasi-religious Kim Cat intends to serve to restore the honor of Isvand, who has been shaved with all his heart. Thank you so much for asking my humble warrior for his opinion and for worrying about me. I have the greatest gratitude of my life.
He added a moderately rhetorical phrase to clarify his intention to duel. That's enough letters. From an example, there is no big problem.
Cardia Saint, who received my letter, sealed it.
"I'm busy preparing for the duel, so I'll go back later. Thank you, Saint!"
So I left the church.
Fortunately, the Catholic Saint promised to observe with the Christians.
I don't have any more butterflies than this.
Originally, the church did not get into a quarrel between nobles.
If pagans or demons are not involved, they should not be distracted. Even though Baron Heilen was acting like an asshole, that doesn't mean these bastards are pagans. Whatever it is, it's the most important thing to be my audience.
Did you not ask for a formal duel nobly in your own way? Notaries and observers are on their way. That is why we are also aligning the assortment on the Isvant side.
Anyway, he swallowed up his anger and returned home.
When I opened the door, the wives who had just washed and wrapped themselves in a towel were sitting down and talking.
"Here you are. Hey, are you at the Arena?"
"Uh, sister."
I think I heard from Ari.
I immediately disengaged the equipment and went to the side and sat down.
I was just washing up and there was a pleasant aroma everywhere. I'm losing my mind.
"What, did you hear from Ari?"
"Ari explained... Marquis Lorma? Who is this, Risha? You know what?"
"Well, I have no idea."
Winia and Risha read the Arena and said:
"You don't know either? Where's Karin?"
"I don't know."
"So you're a dick?"
When I asked, Winia replied.
"I don't think Marquis with the title are that cocky. It's just something we don't know."
"Is that so?"
I like the baron's notary. This is Isvant Young and Cadia Saint.
"Cat, Cat. But who are you fighting with?"
Claudie said it should not be a face that seems to be expecting where. If Claudie expects it, we have to win.
"That's it, Claudie. It wasn't stated."
The arena had only one place.
"You don't have a statement? I sent you to the Arena myself."
"That's it."
"Hmm-hmm. That's weird."
Strange though. I didn't keep the basics until I sent a formal Arena. I know they're just getting out, but the odds are too great.
"I think you're asking me to get up instead of chomping up some damn strong motherfucker."
"Well, if those bastards had heads, they would."
How strong are you trying to bring in a duel?
Once you see what I'm giving you, you'll call a strong man.
But it will also cost a lot to bring in that strong man, and most importantly, the duel has to take the risk of losing to Ivant and Chuck.
I think I should glaze at someone who seems to be hard to find, but is there any reason why the baron should do that, no matter how much money he has?
"What are you relaxing about? They know what my husband's capable of, but they don't know who he'll be? So you're saying it's a fucking disadvantage, right? In the first place, I used a fucking Arena, but you don't just have to do this."
Karin said worryingly.
"Karin."
"Why."
"They don't know what I'm good at. I didn't even give them power when I gave them to them."
I didn't even have to use a knife because they were cocksuckers.
"Hm... yes, it's good to be confident..."
"And I won't, motherfucker. You're gonna be close to me and you're gonna kill him. Don't you think?"
I said as I stroked Karin's wet hair.
"Look at this real male... talking."
Karin rubs her thighs and blushes her face to see if she likes me. You can touch it after washing.
"I've already sent a letter to the Imperial Patriarch to respond to the duel."
"Well... then I can't help it."
Karin nods.
"Hoo-hoo, Cat. I know you're brave. I'm worried, but... katt. Mama wants to see you. I saw Cat win the duel. I can't believe I'm doing that at the Arena... Hahaha!"
"Uh-huh, look forward to it."
I grabbed Claudie's butt and smiled.
"No, nigga? Are you really going to do this?"
"Then we should do it. Winia. If you look shallow, you'll be attacked to the very end. I've been thinking about it ever since I gave you the kids."
"So... it would be dangerous..."
"It's all right. Even with dizzy bastards, I'm confident."
Winia noticed that she seemed worried.
But I'm not afraid at all.
Because I'm old.
There is nothing to be afraid of, and it will pay for disrespect. I'm Kim Cat, no matter what anyone says. I don't run away from anyone who challenges me in this way.
As long as my wives are watching, I can't back off.
If the opponent is strong during the Feud, will it be better than the Desperate Worm? Is it better than Basilisk? A baron with authority, but limited talent. Then there's nothing I can lose.
"... Husband."
"Hmm?"
"Use your sister's knife from now on."
"What?"
"I'll lend you that knife, so use it in the duel. We should raise the odds. And let's start training for the duel today."