"This time, I will give you a satisfactory performance."
"This Saint is always satisfied. Do you still care about the dungeons?"
"It's not like that, it's just my job, so I have to do it right."
I have a craftsmanship.
"What matters is that we have to deal with it so that we can be satisfied. Honestly, I don't like the last one. So you need to be more motivated."
"I really like that idea."
- Whoo.
The Saint, who smiled with satisfaction, took a deep breath of smoke and spoke.
"I think I should give you a prize that Paladin can be satisfied with."
"Hmph, that's not so glorious. So let's get it done this time."
"Ho, what kind of prize do you think you're declaring to receive?"
A satisfying smile turns into a provocative smile. The distinctive sharp-eyed eyes make me feel provocative.
But I don't want to say that again.
"Bona Marna, you have the right to enjoy your time with the Saint. Can you give me something good?"
A woman who lives for fun while harassing people. Even the Princess' temperament is so serious that no matter what she does, she thinks she has the best value. Of course, Saint Cardia deserves it.
Anyway, this is also a unique joke.
"Palladin is getting used to the Saint I've seen."
Turn the smiling leg to the other side again.
- Glug.
Today, the hem of the Saint's Clothes is a little short, so my thighs are half exposed. It's one of Saint's unspoken hobbies to unravel the colors.
She is a woman who takes beauty for a weapon, but she behaves like this.
"It's been a long time since I got used to it, Saint."
"Is that so? Palladine got used to the thighs of the saint she saw. That sounds good, too."
"No, did you see everything?"
Bitter.
"Do you think that Saint Bone won't notice such a hot look? This Saint always uses beauty. There's nothing more familiar than that look."
No, damn it.
"Please forgive me just once."
"There is nothing to forgive. It was intended. Were you satisfied? Healthy thighs are also a woman's weapon."
"I can't say anything because it's too inhuman."
I scratched my neck once.
"Anyway, well. This is all about getting used to me, Saint. To conclude, it is best to give the prize money."
"Hugh, as much as Paladin wants."
At that time, the Saint opened his eyes and narrowed his arms.
"But..."
Heavy breasts are placed on the forearm.
"Why is Paladin so hard at raising money?"
Money?
"No way..."
I'm not the only reason I raise money.
"Is there a woman who can make money and make you happy?"
"Yes? Ah. Of course you have to be."
"...."
I replied reflectively, but I can't say that there are seven women.
Seven.
It's too many to think it's obscene enough for others to see. I don't really care about other people's eyes, but that's just what Gimcott is. Of course, Paladin Gimcott has to pay attention to the outward gaze.
Most people don't know the difference, though it's Paladin in Saint's office. Naturally, all my actions are directly related to the honor of the Bronze Society.
So having seven wives is not something anyone can just say. I can't give you the impression of being vulgar. I know very well that I am Paladin.
"...."
The Saint's eyes became thinner when he heard my answer.
Do you intend to teach me about women's issues?
Let's hand it over.
- Whoo.
She looks me in the eye and sucks the smoke in and out slowly... No, it's a little weird. What the hell are you trying to say?
"... well."
After a short silence, the Saint's mouth was reopened.
"Of course I was thinking there would be. It's weird that a man like Paladin doesn't have a woman. He's a very decent guy, isn't he? Good ability, good status. There's good personality there, and there's flexibility there, and there's a pretty good look. Above all... the body is pretty good."
The words that came out of the Saint's red lips were a strange compliment to me.
No, suddenly why?
Do you intend to do something disciplined as a matter of women?
I'm so fucking ashamed of myself that I have a fever on my face.
"Uh-huh, geez. Saint, what are you talking about all of a sudden, shamefully listening to Paladin?"
- Back and forth.
Embarrassed, I squeezed my whole body like a squirt.
"Look. My body is rubbing. Argh! I'm so ashamed!"
- Silence.
But it's quiet.
"...."
I took action to break the shame, but the Saint's eyes were still thin. He is twisting his legs while smoking a cigarette.
"... to be ashamed. This Saint trusts Paladin, but he may have political problems as long as he is a man. At that time, I wanted to say that I should always think of the honor of the Church."
Of course I'm worried about what I can do.
"Who am I? Paladin does everything, right? Don't worry, I'm a thorough man."
I answered confidently to reassure you. What kind of political issues do you think I'm involved in? There is no such thing.
"Of course I don't worry. So now...."
Then the Saint unfastened his legs and sat down properly, pulling his chair and sticking his stomach to his desk.
- Glug.
While staring into my eyes, I stretched out my arms to the side as if I was trying to catch something. Business desks are books and documents like this. Those things are stacked high.
- Boom.
Is it because of that?
- Take it!
I looked at me and I asked if I had touched the brass candlestick that was placed at the end of my desk because I had moved my arm, and I stopped dropping it.
"Oh, Saint. What are you trying to pick up next to?"
"Ah... I can't believe I made this mistake."
I'm trying to pick it up right away.
"It's okay. I'll let the Saint pick it up."
- Bloop.
After the Saint who restrained me slowly stood up, I took off the unique Saint veil and loosened the long blonde hair and walked to the side of the desk.
"I guess I've been exhausted lately."
She turned her butt towards me and leaned down very casually to pick up the candlestick.
"...."
Is it because of... fatigue?
It's a very relaxing move.
And because of the posture, the net hips and buttocks were emphasized. Not only that, the short hem reveals almost all of the back of the thigh, and the panties seem to be flattering because of the pose.
This is a bit harsh.
"Fortunately, there's nothing broken."
The Saint who picked up the candlestick straightened his back again and turned towards me.
"Where, Paladin, what about your eyes?"
- Another angle.
Sharp verbal sounds.
She reached out to me a few steps and showed me the candlestick. At the same time, I smelled a refreshing perfume unique to Saint.
"Yes... are you all right? Sounds expensive, thank goodness."
"It's a luxury, so it's durable."
The candlestick was fine.
"I'd better put it over here."
The Saint, who heard my answer, put the candlestick on his desk, and went back to his seat and sat down in the chair. Sitting comfortably, she naturally twisted her legs again.
"...."
Wow, that's a really expensive candlestick.
"Hmm? Paladin? What's going on?"
"No, it's not a cancer. Saint Ashton. Is this all you have?"
Anyway.
Now let's just get all the data and go back.
"Just take that and it'll be enough. Ah, but if you're going that way, you might want to cooperate with the local church or talk. If you need information, ask proactively. If you show me Faladin's Token, I will cooperate."
"I'll keep that in mind."
This is also a problem to think about.
Can I just say hello and ask you for some information?
"Are you ready to go?"
The Saint who started smoking again asked.
"We should read the documents at home, do some analysis, prepare them, and then leave. I want a map before I go. You always do that before you work."
"Excellent. I like the readiness."
"Uh-huh, of course we have to get ready."
"How long do you think this is gonna take? I hope it doesn't take that long."
Period.
"Exactly how long will it be, I can't say for sure. However, as always, we will try to resolve this as quickly as possible."
"Well, I guess so."
She nodded and said,
"Anyway, I hope nothing hurts. Paladin is already an irreplaceable talent. If it seems dangerous, pulling yourself out is also one of the wise means. Always think about it."
"No one knows that as well as I do. So let's go back."
"I'm looking forward to the good news."
Then I greeted the Saint and went to the palace.
"Argh."
I stretched out a little.
You're worried about politics, too. I'm worried that I might get caught with too much money. Certainly a religious person is a religious person. Elise had similar concerns.
- Elise.
Oh, shit. I want to see Elise.
"Teaeen...! Elise wants to see Lehu...!"
The letter says when to come.
I feel like I'm getting cold.
"Ah."
No, really, is the air a little cold?
It's already getting closer to winter. I think time flickers because I live so hard.
Soon it will snow again.
Winter...
Winter in the capital can be expected in its own way. Bondi winter was a terrible thing, but now it's just not a good season.
Snowing?
It's beautiful because I'm not putting it away.
"Ah."
How different I was at this time last year and how different I am now... without even having to think about it for a long time. Kim, Kat is getting stronger.
But that's how much I feel about the gap with my women.
At this rate, it won't matter.
I went home thinking about it.
* * *
Upon returning, Ari and Hilde woke up because it was still morning time. Good timing. I had something to say to you two.
I need to ask Hilde and Ari to help me with this.
In fact, it's simple with them.
This is difficult for the Crusaders, but it is easier for us. We just need to detect and catch them somewhere in the mountains.
So I ate three of Ari's breakfast and told her the story I heard today.
"Aha? You think the Devil is involved? If so, no problem! In fact, I wanted to test this increased power. If that's the case, Hilde is very happy!"
Hilde emphasized his heart. A test of increased power? Of course I want to do it.
"If it's a mountain range, I'll... help."
Ari, who was just next to me, said shyly.
"Uh-huh, ah. That's really tough. Thank you."
The power of Ari is absolute if it is a mountain range.
When this came to the dungeon last time, Ari and I tested it on the forest road, but it was unclear, but I certainly heard the voice of the forest.
This will get used to having to keep practicing. Raising Ari's power is also my duty.
"Hmm, but it's a little unusual, isn't it? Demons and monsters hold hands."
"It's definitely unusual."
"But it's not completely uncommon. The Lizardmen did the same thing last time. He's an intelligent monster, and if his interests match with those of the devil, he could be a surprisingly good partner."
"Really?"
Yes, I do.
Both monsters and demons are targets.
There's nothing bad about working together.
Anyway.
I don't think I should care about the Bellatud family for a while. It's time to go back to work. You can think about that later.
Now we just have to think about how to slice the bastard or the demon.