"So pick one."
Saint Cardia put the documents taken out of the drawer on his desk. Quite a number. From the standards of the church, I kept so many troublesome things together.
I looked through it one by one.
So that we can deal with it in a swift way... but there are all these things.
- Evil things in general.
So, besides the suspicion of paganism, besides the appearance of demons, all these things come to light instead.
In churches scattered all over the world, it is to identify trends and report them all.
The Saint collects and collects it, assigning missions to the Crusaders, and organizing and sending people. Of course, it focuses on demonic or pagan affairs.
I just know all the bad things, but I don't solve them in the church unless it's serious. It's all the Lord has to do.
There is a distinction between what paladins do and what lords do.
"Quite a lot."
Everything on this desk is ambiguous or impossible for the Crusader.
Roughly all the time, there are a lot of bad things that I just thought about.
Well... it's not something the church should do. But the reason why you hired me in the first place was because you hired me to do this. There's a reason he was a quasi-religious.
"Are these really difficult things?"
"First, check everything out. I'll explain later."
"Yes."
Defeat monsters and bandits. These things will be handled by the lord near the area. In fact, even with an Adventurer Guild, everything that you do is solved.
Even if the lord doesn't touch it, it can be worth a bit of money.
But the important thing is that they can't solve it, because the adventurer's guild quest difficulty level exceeds class C. These are the things the lords have to solve by sending soldiers.
- Moving the army.
This is a little ambiguous.
A defence like Krassheim or Isvandt is not a big deal. However, it can be problematic if you come deeply into my heart.
Nobles in the world often get to know each other, but on the contrary, they fight like dicks.
That is why, if you move the army to solve a problem, some of these pressures will come in and provoke other nobles out of the way.
That's why moving the army is so ambiguous. If you live your life as a lord, how can you not do that once?
Anyway.
What was written in the documents I captured was about what happened near the campus.
"This is..."
It was written that there was some kind of chewy monster and that your lord was in trouble.
Even as adventurers, I cheated. And I told the mercenaries that I had failed to defeat them. That's why other mercenaries don't get commissioned.
This should be solved directly by raising soldiers, but it is said that there is a recent discord with the neighboring territories and that the troops cannot be dragged out.
It fits the situation I just thought.
It's just a bad thing.
What your people should do for themselves, not for the church.
"I know what it is... Saint. Isn't this something we should do?"
I was hired to do things the Crusaders couldn't do, but this seemed a little different from my mission.
Have I not, though, solved my own religious affairs?
This is not the case.
"You're right. No matter how much Saint Bone hired Paladin to deal with her troublesome work, the work she chose was a little different from her troublesome work."
The Saint is also aware.
"And yet this is included in my Order of Choice?"
"Let's check the location."
"Location?"
I looked at the map enclosed in the document and looked at its location.
But look at this map.
I feel like I've seen it somewhere... uh.
"This... is that you?"
"Don't you feel it?"
Drawn on the map was a familiar mountain range. So, Manticore was a territory beyond the mountain range where the mortgaged inhuman village was located.
- It was marked on the map.
"Your lordship wrote a letter in person and sent an inquiry instead."
The Saint began to explain.
"It is not concluded that it is about pagans or demons. So no matter what the circumstances, the lord will have to solve it himself."
"Yes."
"But I don't think I can solve it on my own," he asked. Of course it's not free. The lord offered me the price first. "
What's the price?
"There are no religious facilities in the territory."
- Whoo.
The Saint who lit the cigarette took a deep breath of smoke and spit it out.
"So, I made the condition that I would build a bronze society church in my own territory and pay a regular donation. I asked you if you could help me. I thought you might want to make a little friendship with the main school this time."
If you solve this problem in the Church, you will pay for building the Church in your own territory. The Church can't just be built anywhere. All must consult with the lord.
"If there is a church, it is of great help to the territory. On the contrary, neither does the Church gain."
"Are there any other gains besides the contributions?"
"There is no harm in maintaining good relations with the Church. Above all, it is to plant our power in the noble society. It's an expansion of the force."
Certainly it is.
It's to make a Chin Church noble.
It is said that the Bronze Society is a group of Christians who serve God, but it is not free from this world. They need power and strength to establish the order and norms they want right away.
"In other words, it is necessary to make one lord our ally. But... there's a little too much to tell the Crusader. Even if it is for that purpose, the Church moves for the benefit of the lord, don't you think?"
"It certainly seems a little bit like that."
Almost anything mercenaries do.
It's about paying a price and defending a noble.
A little deviation from the doctrine? Of course, Crusaders also include saving monsters in their work, but they also acknowledge the power of nobles.
To solve this, the nobility's work is to think that the nobility should solve it himself. Monsters in your territory caused you trouble? So people die? Of course, Crusaders don't like that.
But helping is a different matter.
It is a matter for the lord himself to resolve. Crusaders keep it thoroughly, unless it's a pagan or demonic matter. This is the rule.
And this is a violation of it. So the paladin can't. So you're trying to make me do it.
"Well, you can think of yourself as a humble man."
Humpts and Humpts.
"The location suggests that a technically naive paladin was close to the area where the unknown monsters were being tracked, and that the incident itself caused some monsters to appear. It would also mean investigating it."
The unknown monster that the innocent Crusader was after. Politically, the position is similar, so I'm a little skeptical, but it's not confirmed yet. As an extension of that, I think I should go investigate.
"This is an opportunity for the lord to accept my terms and to be called the tax collegiate. Since this Saint is quite tarnishing, this work is included in the Order of Paladin."
"Hahaha, I think you'll be good at this."
"You're actually doing great. It's like a business to be a saint."
It is.
"Well, isn't this just about solving what happened in your territory? I think I can get it over with in no time. Let me start with this."
"Good. I can't wait to see how fast I can handle it."
"Just trust me."
I read the order in detail, whether I received it or not.
There is not much information about the chewy monsters that terrorize the territory. It's not more than medium-sized, and there's a lot of casualties.
In other words, there was an unknown serial killer.
Several adventurers have died and one small mercenary has been crushed. There are many other civilian casualties, but I don't think I will.
Of course, if anything happens to my women, I will slaughter them like Manticore's brother-in-law, but it would be possible for my wives to take it out on my own.
"That's very trusting. I was wondering if I needed any consolation."
"Hahaha, it seems comforting that the Saint thinks so. Rest assured, even if it's sad, I'm a person who knows how to control emotions."
True warriors are free to control their emotions. My anger savings account was also a miracle in a similar context.
Yesterday's tears burst with sad emotions. That's also a nasty thing.
"Glad to hear that. If you still have any questions, you can always consult the Saint you saw. For Paladin, I can give you any amount of time."
I am grateful, but I cannot take away the time of the Saint who suffers.
"How could I have lost your time while you were busy? But I really appreciate that."
"Hmm..."
The moment the Saint heard my answer, he looked me in the eye with a smile on his head.
"Saint?"
"Nothing. I haven't been so busy lately because Saint Bone worked so hard, so don't be burdened."
"If so, let's go home and review the order."
That's how I took the stand.
* * *
"You got another job, nigger?"
"Uh, I went and asked him, and he gave it to me right away."
Winia welcomed me when I came home.
"You give me a little rest. What do you do so much for? Isn't that too much trouble?"
"Uh-huh, is that so? Still, we have a lot of work to do."
"It's good, but it's good. I know niggers are fucking sincere, but we need to rest and live. He's upset."
"Yes, I do. Let's just do this and get some rest."
I can't rest for long. Of course, we don't know Winia is worried, but now is the time to do something. We need to build a foundation now to make it easier later. I can't hurt my body more than anything.
The body of a thousand horses is absolute.
Virtually invincible.
"So what happened?"
"This time, it's simpler than I thought. There's nothing to investigate, just kill it."
"It's a simple hunting day. But what's the deal?"
"That's unknown."
I don't know, but if you're lucky, it could be the unidentified monster the innocent Crusader was tracking. Because the area is similar and the damage is similar.
Of course, it's more likely not.
"Maybe you don't know that either. I asked the church to catch him because he's giving it to a bastard who doesn't know what it is."
"Uh-huh. Is it okay, that one?"
"I'm fine with anything."
I know my strength well.
I am now strong enough not to be ashamed of the title of Paladin. Manado has also increased more clearly than before, and the ability to deal with it has also become sharper.
Body, strength, and mental strength are all upgraded.
You dizzy bastards can't even give me a business card.
Baron Salverine, the veteran knight, was not robbed of me either. But isn't he dreaming? I thought it would be nice to come out on a set with Bugal and Mercin.
Anyway, there are sons of bitches I've killed. I'm not the one who's going to get hurt.
"It's a little simple, so I can come and go. Do you want to take a break from home this time? Honestly, it's hard to travel long distances on a wagon. It's boring."