"Still, it's a shame that the pagan preacher committed suicide. If I had caught her, I could have gotten behind them."
This is too bad, too.
I had no idea I was going to commit suicide.
I have to say, it's just soldered.
Next time, we decided to stop the suspect molecules from moving. Tie up your arms and put them on the ashtray. At that time, I was shamelessly arrogant.
"I'm sorry, that's my mistake. I should have been preparing properly."
"Huh? No. I didn't mean to blame Paladin."
The Saint who got up from his seat approached me, and he patted me on the shoulder and said,
"Be confident. This is a tremendous achievement."
"I do, but this is too bad for me. I never thought I'd commit suicide."
"It's a mistake anyone can make."
That is also the case.
"This time it is enough to discover that there are forces that simply crush the objectives of pagans and run such a 'trained preacher`."
A trained preacher.
"The force seems to be strong."
"Such a primitive technique is not something an individual can study and do. Surely there must be an upper organization that taught her."
"So do I."
It's so organized.
Maybe this was just some inhuman businessman who was a pagan, a Nazarene, a preacher? It also seems that I have such doubts. Some criminal businessman has to feel like he's using pagans.
I think it might be.
"Anyway, we should reward Paladin for accomplishing the mission."
Walking towards the window, she grabs a small hammer and gives it to me. I took it as if I were getting a wedding ring and carefully opened it.
"...!"
It contains gold and silver coins...!
"The total amount of the Mission Achievement Reward is 80 Silver and 2 Gold."
2 Gold!!!!!! 80 Silver!!!!!!!
"Most of the cash confiscated is from embezzled city public funds. Subtract that and reasonable compensation for the victims, leaving some unclear sources behind."
"Oh!!! As expected, Saint!!!!"
I lowered my back to 90 degrees with a smile.
"Thank you so much!!!!"
It tastes good to work...!
As I said, Saint Cadia who promised me a rich film..!
"From what I can see, Saint Cadia seems to be the most beautiful of the Three Kingdoms of Beauty!!!!!!"
"Hugh, that's very obvious."
How pretty can a great wizard or princess be? The Catholic Saint with such a virtuous heart was the official royal international beauty!
"King Il Mi!! King Il Mi!! You are beautiful and beautiful, Saint Cadia!!!"
"Ah... this feels pretty good."
As she smiled satisfactorily, she returned to her place and took out a cigarette that twisted her leg.
"I want to reward one more hardworking Paladin. If I knew this was going to happen, I would have picked the right clothes."
"Clothes?"
"If Bone Saint wears a high-exposure garment, then Paladin's morale will increase in proportion."
Swimsuit ver Cadia Saint would be fine.
"Uh-huh, you don't have to. The more beautiful it is, the more attractive it is to keep a secret."
"A secret."
"Yes. Well, the Saint's conquest suits her best, rather than a high-exposure summer outfit."
There is no need to overdo it.
Are clothes not fascinating enough right now?
Your hips and buttocks are pure because they fit in the lines of your body. And it's all emphasized to the chest. It also has a brass dot on the white background, so it goes well with glorious blondes.
"Umm... even if you suddenly tell me the taste of Paladin..."
"No, what the hell did you hear?"
"I knew Paladin had a good taste for clothes. Let's review it."
"I like high-exposure clothes, too."
"Do you want Saint Bone to dress like that? For Paladin's sake, let's review it positively."
"Please protect your body."
This crazy prank.
"If you look at beauty that way, it might happen later."
"... what happens?"
In that words, the Saint smiled and asked me.
"Are we talking about the possibility that Paladin, who became intolerable like a beast, could overrun this Saint?"
It looks like a tease.
I shouted at him who had become unfair.
"Oh my! I can't believe I'm being treated like this! I am trusting you!!"
"Until the Saint was overrun, I trusted Paladin."
"Inhuman injustice...!"
I'm shaking my body, she said.
"Hugh, I'm kidding."
It's too inhuman a joke.
"What kind of a man would do this to a man other than Paladin?"
She spoke in a compassionate tone, twisting her legs to the opposite side.
"If you still want to overcome this Saint, you can overcome him in your imagination. I can't even control my own thoughts, so I'll take care of that."
"Why do you come to such a generous conclusion? Who would do something like that more than anything?"
"Hoo?"
A whimsical voice.
"This Saint knows very well. The fact that so many men in the kingdom can't sleep thinking about the Saint they saw every night. It's natural to be a certified beauty."
I'm sure you will.
"No, but a little. Isn't that a lot to think about?"
"Well... as a pure Saint, I am unhappy. You could say that Paladin was right."
But why are you being so hard on me?
"But what should I do? A man is like that, and this Saint also means to profit from it. It doesn't matter if you only imagine."
So she took out another cigarette.
"But..."
"Yes? What do you have?"
What do you mean by that?
"If you die, the picture tray that captures the image of the Saint will become a hawk in Amri."
"No, really?"
Who produces the Saint's Goods?
"It was also a fairly high-level creation. No matter how imaginative, this Saint has never been intoxicated in her entire life. It's also... naked."
"What the hell kind of a big bastard would do that?"
The last time I picked a red book, I didn't see the night vision of the Saint, but it's a strict crime to specify the individual who exists in reality, not the hypothetical one.
"Just tell me. I'll go and get all the shoots."
"Hugh, that's very trusting. However, several have already been blackmailed."
"Thank God for that."
We have to beat them to death.
"But they only imagined and painted beautiful women one after the other, and they said that the saints they saw were not specific. It's insulting, but it doesn't seem to be a big problem if it's legal. Above all, I named her Katrina, not Cardia."
"Oh, my...! That's ridiculous!"
That kind of crazy thing...!
"Anyway, so I also confiscated some brochures... Oh, here they are."
After rubbing a cigarette in the ashtray, she searches the drawer and pulls out a red book.
"This is it."
"..."
It was the Catholic Saint who was painted on the cover.
Is there a sexy saint in there that someone drew with an ugly imagination?
"Well, I'll give you a gift if you want."
"Please look at it alone."
"What will you do when you see the nakedness of the saint you saw?"
- Tuck.
The Saint naturally puts the book on his desk... Well, it's a good thing Mental is strong enough to be playful. When you do something like this, you're forced to be shocked.
I spontaneously placed a stack of documents next to it on the book. Such things should not exist in this world.
Anyway, let's go back to work.
"But, Saint. What happens to that city?"
"The city is being sent by government officials and paladins to investigate in more detail. Now that we have clear evidence, we'll have to search all the officials and punish them. In addition, it is planned to conduct training on paganism on an urban basis. It's not that far away."
Follow-up seems to be working.
"That concludes the case. Well done, Paladin. This made me less of a clot."
"Hmph, thank you. Oh, but my disciples... no. What are the new paladins doing these days?"
"I will be sent to church branches in different parts of the Kingdom after I have completed my education in place of work. Of course, there will be other children here."
I am still receiving work training.
"The children assigned to the battalion... I'll send them as soon as Paladin asks for help as I can this time."
"Thank you so much."
If that's the case, there's no navy to add.
To be honest, how can I call the Ancient Crusader?
They still think of me as a true teacher and listen to me. I've been in a lot of command with this kind of training. That's why it's easy to do something.
But not the other paladins.
"Then Paladin. Looks like it's time to give the next order."
"I took a break."
- Charak.
She gave it to me after she took out the order.
I immediately accepted and read the content.
"... the disappearance of the Crusader?"
"It's not confirmed."
It seems that the Crusader is missing.. The Crusader, the human weapon, is missing? Isn't this bigger than you think?
"One crusader who was currently tracking an incident has stopped reporting regularly. Although it is not uncommon for paladins to be contacted irregularly, we will send a search party as the status is getting much longer."
Crusaders on duty in Tajikistan are required to report regularly. It's not like there's a phone or the Internet here.
Make sure to send the report in person to a place like a nearby city for regular mail. If this is really close and the road to it is guaranteed, you can use Pavalma to get there in no time, but it takes quite a long time if you are far away.
"How long have you been out of touch?"
"Usually, a letter that comes in a month is lost for the second month. It'll be three months soon. Well, there are times when an out-of-contact crusader shows up, but it's natural to send a search party if something like this happens."
Of course it should be sent.
Crusaders are specialists raised by the Church.
Losing one such asset is fatal.
"Shouldn't we just send it?"
"You know, there's a lot going on right now. I'm having a hard time pulling out my troops. Isn't that the Paladin you're using?"
"Uh-huh, so does he."
It is a freely operable disease.
I do all kinds of bad things.
"But it's not my specialty to find someone... but I might be a threat to the integrity of the Crusaders, so let's go."
"Let's hope for good news."
I folded the order, so I folded a bunch of the order documents and put them in my arms.
"If there is a problem on site."
"Yes."
The fact that the Crusader is missing means something is happening. Of course, it may be fine. It's natural to be late in a world like this.
But if there's another reason, not that.
"I'll be back soon."
"Detailed materials are attached to the Order."
"Very well. I'll leave in a moment."
"That's very convincing."
One day, the Saint with the jaw said with an associative smile. Mutual trust has long been established. I feel more like a comfortable sister than a tough boss.
"Hmph, thank you for believing me."
However, there was something that came to mind because it was called a letter.
"But, Saint? I have an outside question."
"Is this a personal question about this Saint?"
"No, not like that... do you have the headquarters of the Holy Cross in the capital?"
"You didn't know?"
"..."
Oh, my God.
"..."
I have to write a letter to Elixir...