- Hahaha!!
With the arrival of the crying sea, the funeral could not be carried out normally. I wept and wept with the Crusaders. The Pope and the Saint were just looking around like, "What do I do when I do this?"
I was crying, so first the sober Christians stepped up and started their apprenticeship, and the funeral ended with it.
In this way, the deceased will live happily beside the god Verde.
His maintenance continued, and the Holy Angel armor he used during his lifetime, rather than the equipment he wore for his mission, would be well maintained and passed on to his juniors.
The Crusader is not dead.
Lives in our hearts.
For today's work, the Christians will become stronger and will serve the church more fanatically to avenge the death of their brothers.
"Argh!!"
"Argh! Argh...!"
"Uaaaaaah!!!!"
- Bang!
The paladins wept loudly as they hit the ground with their fists. The funeral is over, but it's not a funeral until you're all crying. The picnic is like a picnic until you get home.
Those who are left behind need to burst their emotions and speak out their grief.
There's no one who won't cry.
- One day, you'll be ruined.
"... Kuikui."
I must shake my sorrow.
"Stop crying and get up. It's only because Paladin cries all the time."
At that time, the Saint approached.
"Standing, Saint...!"
I took off the gauntlet and wiped my tears with a handkerchief that I had placed in my arms.
"You speak better than I expected. I can't believe you're ringing the toughest, toughest churchmen ever."
"... I just told you my honest feelings."
I didn't ring.
They cry on their own.
I just told you not to put up with grief.
"The professors were thinking the same thing about me, so they couldn't stand the tears. The funeral is where people cry, isn't it?"
"... so does he."
- Whoo.
The Saint walked toward reality while smoking as usual. I also followed her with a handkerchief.
"It's meal time soon."
As I was walking, the Saint said.
"Eat and go with the Christians."
"... I understand."
We should eat and go.
"I have some time left, so I think we should wait in the reality of Saint Bone. I think you should take it easy. I never thought that Paladin's heart would be so depressed."
"I told you, I'm a man as attentive as glass."
"Huh, do you usually say that with your own mouth?"
The Princess Soldier's end is not what she says.
I replied with a smile.
"Hahaha, isn't the Saint the same?"
"So is he."
As soon as I got to reality, I went into the bathroom next to him and washed my face briefly. The Saint has a little more work to do.
I sat alone for a while and waited for meal time.
* * *
Meal time.
Instead, the restaurant was transformed into a bi-space bismural where sorrow swayed.
A wet meal with tears was a menu that was not significantly different from the one at the Crusader Training Camp. Grilled meat in stew that looks delicious is the main dish.
But no one had enjoyed it.
"Argh...!"
"Argh!"
Wet meat with tears.
The clergymen pushed food into their mouths with a fever. I sat down naturally and ate with hot tears in the cooked meat.
Sadness was not a good spice.
It reduces appetite.
It doesn't go with any dish.
Tear Food can't be fun.
"Paladin...! You're right!"
"Thank you for your patience...! Thank you so much for taking care of your brother's relics!"
"Your speech echoed my heart!"
I gave a meal to the Christians as I listened to a word. They all came to me and greeted me as if they were truly grateful to me.
"Rather I am the one to thank you! I was also maintained by the Crusader..!!"
I also thanked them.
"Argh...! Argh!! So sad!!"
"I can't see him again in this world!!"
"Argh! My breakup is so painful!!"
"Uaaaaaaaaaah!!!"
Are you going to eat this because you're sad?
"Paladin...! You are also our brother..!"
At that time, an old paladin approached and grabbed my shoulder and said, His rich white beard was already as wet as a towel in the water.
"Am I a brother too?!!"
"Absolutely!"
I'm your brother!
"Here, Brother Paladin Gimkatt, your direct line! Our brother Gimcott is our brother! Does anyone think it's not!"
"Nothing!"
"Nothing!"
"He's our brother!"
"I brought my brother's relic and mourned for him! So the brother's right!"
Recognized as a brother!
"Argh!!!!"
I cried too much to become a mummy...! At this moment, I am truly accepted by the Christians! What does Andromalius mean? It may have acted as a favor to me, but it didn't act as a brother!
But now!
I became a true brother, True Brothers!
"Paladin...!"
"Really, really sad!"
"We too!"
Then, my three disciples approached.
Anderson and Harmatt. It was Irwald.
"Were you there too!!"
New Crusaders appointed in place of the capital...!
"Yes!"
"Absolutely!"
"We also shared our sorrow!"
I embraced my disciples and burst into joy. As spring comes at the end of winter, joy must come after sorrow. Only then did the tears of sorrow turn into smoky tears.
We consumed tier foods that tasted different.
* * *
"Oh, Kat? The snow..."
On returning home, Claudie approaches me with a shotgun. It's because my face is blowing. She looked extremely worried.
"Why did you pour it like this? You said you were having a funeral, and you were crying?"
"Go and cry for real..."
"Huhuhu, really. My heart is weak. Are you okay now?"
"Uh... I'm crying enough and I'm okay now. Gomawong."
I buried her face right between her breasts and calmed her down. Half-Elph's fragrant harvest has the effect of stabilizing a person.
- Jaw.
Claudie knocks me on my back with her arms around me.
"Ugh, nigga, did you cry?"
"I'm not crying anymore."
"What the hell did you do, and you cried until it was over?"
Winia and Karin also approached and checked my face.
"I'm going to recite a psalmist, and I've had enough emotions to... come on, I just shed a tear in my real liver. I thought all the moisture would escape and become mummified."
"Kahh, exaggerating."
"Ah, sister. It's real."
Originally, the moisture I get out of my body is a bit overwhelming. That's why I drink water.
"It seems like you're very sensitive. Are you sure you're okay?"
"I walked all the way home because it was okay. Oh, Liz."
"Yes?"
If you calm down, you have to move now.
"I think we need to move, let's go out to the backyard together."
"No, you don't call me Liz?"
"After a bit of knitting. I want to start with that hand. You start with barehanded training and move on to swordsmanship."
"Well, then."
That's how Leeds and I tried to get out of the backyard.
Let's do this first.
"Oh, wait a minute. I'll change my clothes."
First, Liz, who had changed into Chipao's dress, stood before me. You can dress comfortably, but it's full-fledged.
"Do you really need to change?"
"It feels different, it feels different."
"Uh-huh, is that so?"
Once I picked up the right thing in the backyard, like a wooden clay, a plank, and a pile of scrap metal.
"That was my sister's Manticore stomach leather last time. That's what you told me, too, right?"
"I did. I guess I'll just say it feels like I'm adjusting the impact a little bit. Why, you want to do that?"
"Of course I don't want to."
"Hmmm..."
She grabbed the log that I brought, and she touched it, and she -- whoops! It exploded instantly without any other action. That's exactly what I want.
It blows the inside out by spilling resistance in an instant.
"Here, would you fill that bucket with water? I'll show you."
"Yup!"
I filled the wooden cistern that was set up in the backyard just as she told me to.
"You should see it first, so watch it."
Leeds' sister, standing in front of the water bucket, shoots her fist at the water bucket.
"Lower pressure!"
If I were her, I could make a bucket of powder just by beating her with force without any skill.
- Bummer!
But she didn't. Demonstrate the skill I want by lowering my power and encouraging finesse.
- Quack!
Liz's hit was intact, but the bucket of water was completely smashed in the back and spilled water. I saw him standing a little further away, so I could tell. Literally, as soon as Liz hit her sister, the back exploded, not the hit point.
I hit my stomach, and I feel like my stomach is intact and my back explodes.
"I feel this way, and I don't know. You still can't use your hands properly, can you? So let's start with that."
"Umm..."
"This is just going to take a long time. You know, there's nothing better than training every day. Of course, it's the best thing to do, but it needs to be grounded so that you can actually increase your skills."
That's the truth.
"Well, Cat, you can do it with your foot now... so you can use it in no time. I'll tell you about the escalation process from then on. Anyway, practice, practice."
Liz reached out and touched my head.
"Yes, you should."
I immediately carried out the practice of picking up the wooden clay and pouring in the resistance and detonating it. It doesn't work better than I thought. How is it that the power that was shed is scattered and becomes like a windmill?
Valo is good.
Anyway, let's focus on polishing ourselves before we do the next thing.
* * *
They had funerals, but they had their own work.
From the next day, the work of the surrogates became normalized. Sadness broke out yesterday. From today on, we must act as guardians of justice again. The sublime atmosphere in place disappeared, and the bright atmosphere as usual returned.
"Nice to meet you!"
"Nice to meet you!"
I greeted them with a smile as soon as I entered the premises.
"Hahaha, hello!"
Yesterday's work brought me a considerable psychological distance. Now we're not True Brothers.
Although it is a thousand horses that believe in fusion, not my god Verde, the bronze astronomical community and I have already formed a sisterhood from the depths of my heart.
This is the world of people.
I am now completely dissolved in the Church.
I've done a lot so far. Once he killed Andromalius, he came here as a training camp instructor, and he also captured pagans and completed a relic apprenticeship.
It's just a crusader.
I greeted the Saint and went into the reality room.
"The Tear Evangelist Paladin has arrived."
As soon as he entered, the Saint greeted him in that way.
"What a strange title."
"Did you have a good time yesterday?"
"As you can see, I've organized well."
"Thank God for that."
"What about the Saint?"
"The Saint I saw."
It looks cold, but Saint is also a person.
I'll be sad.
"It doesn't happen once or twice, but unfortunately it doesn't last long. If it's something you're worried about, you can say it's okay if you don't."
"You are also strong."
Actually, it's not my concern.
I'm not worried about sparrows.
"Anyway, why don't we go back to our daily routine? I came back here because I wanted to see what was going on."
"Hugh, you're so honest. This is why I have to trust Paladin."
- Bloop.
The Saint took out several documents from the drawer.
"Multiple?"
"Let's change the policy a little bit. In the future, it is not for the Saint to choose one by one, but for Paladin to choose one of several commandments himself."
"Are you?"
In the past, the Saint chose a troubling task and handed it over to me. But now I can choose one of the many commandments.
"Is there any reason why it's changed?"
"If you were given a choice like this, wouldn't Paladin take care of it from the most confident moment? for efficiency. One by one, you don't even know Tea, so you leave it to Paladin to judge. Of course, if something urgent happens, I will give you the same order as before."
It's not a bad story.
"Clearly, if you take care of it quickly, it will increase your efficiency."