Winter in the capital
"You know, our Cat is a really cool guy."
Karin, who saw me, began to touch my face. No, the Saint is asking me something like this. Don't you feel ashamed if you say so?
"... I admit it. The title of Paladin is respected by all."
In Karin's words, the Saint nods.
I used to compliment you on being a very nice guy. The Saint is also evaluating me.
"But not a formal paladin, is it? A proud husband, even if not Paladin."
"... I guess so."
- Hororock.
The Saint who inhaled the car again replied in a relaxed tone. But I think I would have pulled out a cigarette right away if I were normal, but I'm not smoking in front of civilians either.
I am also the Saint.
But is Karin going to tell you this?
I have no idea what to say. Obviously, when I took Karin's first... exactly what Karin forced me to do. Anyway, the situation at the time is not something that can be said to others.
I'm looking at all this, and I can't tell you not to tell me that part.
She sent Karin a little notice, and she also sent me a little notice. Unfortunately, Telepathy didn't work, so I didn't know what I was thinking.
Oh, fuck.
"It's not a big story, but my husband was my disciple a few years ago."
"Pupils...?"
"Yes. I had learned swordsmanship at the time, but I was trying so hard to learn. Speaking well, I had to naturally have a good feeling. I think that's a connection."
"Yes... you are."
The Saint, who heard the answer, opened his eyes and inhaled the car. Then I put the glass down on the plate, grabbed the teapot next to it, and slowly began to follow.
"A disciple... That's the connection. That's why we have a couple."
"Yes."
Karin nods.
Not until you tell me you're drunk with your powers. It is clear that it is not worth mentioning in conception.
"But... you said you were the third wife, and then you still had two sisters in Katt Paladin?"
The Saint is a little curious.
"Well, that's exactly what he said. There were originally two wives, which had nothing to do with me. In the first place, we're from nomadic origin, so we can't help it."
"Obviously... we know that culture is common on the Mirkesha side."
"I'm half from you, too. You don't understand."
"... that's the way it is."
The Saint nods.
"... if only I could understand."
Saddam continued to do so. In fact, I called you to thank you, but you can't just tell the story and finish it. After that, the Saint asked Karin something like this about me.
Every time, Karin answered very well.
But it was closer to a private rather than a public one, which was not much of a problem. I didn't hear anything that would be an excuse. Anyway, the two of them continued the conversation while sipping the red tea.
How much more did I tell you?
- Tuwook.
Karin and Saint put down the teacup at the same time.
"Once I was a paladin under my command, I asked you to excuse me today. I hope you don't find this offensive."
"Something unpleasant? It was, of course, a question that made sense."
When the Saint apologized first, Karin said he was fine.
I apologized for asking you a little more about me. At this point, I have no choice but to know. Today's thanksgiving was a dum, and I was probably thinking about recognizing my usual behavior through Karin.
"Honestly, if you have a lot of brothers-in-law named Paladin, it's usually a little bit like that. The Saint is also worried about it, and I heard this."
"... I had no choice but to make a reproach for it."
"No wonder you reproach me so much."
Karin knew it too.
"He's a very nice guy, though. The Saint has nothing to worry about. Just because you have a lot of wives doesn't make you any different from the other nobles, it doesn't mean you're as proud as they are."
"... yes."
Seeing Karin defending me like this, my heart seemed to be pounding. Yes, this is her inclusion.
"Well... there are as many wives there as there are."
"... I think you're feeling better. Very well."
The Saint bent his back a little and put it on the table like a small hammock. Then he pushed it towards us.
"This is a gift from the Church. It's gratitude, but you can't let it go empty-handed."
"Thank you. You are also a bronze society. Oh, and. Last time, I received the Holy Grail in that sacrament. I was told it was a very good achievement."
"... Is that so? Thank goodness."
I took care of it right away.
"Thank you, Saint."
"Paladin. You should know that it is a gift from the Church to our collaborator, Miss Karin. It's kind of an additional reward."
"Yes, I'm sure you do. As expected, the Saint who takes care of these things is the true Saint."
"Yeah... well... we'll use the Paladins anyway. I'm glad you're satisfied."
Seeing what was inside was also holy water. The sacred water of the bronze sacrament is still very effective, although it seems to be a little less quality than what is contained in the sacred bread.
The story concluded there.
We got up on the spot.
"Then I have the next schedule. Today's meeting was a pleasure. I was less worried about this, and I'd say it was a good meeting."
The Saint bowed and greeted Karin.
"It was a pleasure to meet the famous Saint, too. Finally, I would like to say that there is no need to worry about our character or our usual behavior. Didn't you call me because you wanted to see this rather than thank me?"
"... I didn't mean to be blatant, but I can't deny that there was such a purpose as thanking. I apologize for that."
"Of course you can, I understand."
I didn't really open my mouth while they were talking. Then we went down to the first floor together and finally said hello and broke up.
"I thought it was someone else, sister."
Walking, I told Karin.
"You're good at being polite. Well, anyway. Surprisingly pretty. Exactly. It's comparable to Miss Claudie."
"Hmph, but not for the elves, right? And you're prettier. If you compete in the Kingdom Beauty Contest, you're a teenage beauty."
"Kahhh, you little brat. Why is my husband so twisted around? Is it because you were born a vigilante?"
"No, I'm a volcano."
There's a lot of beauty around me.
"... but."
"Why?"
Karin touches her lips rather than trying to tell her something.
"Well..."
Behavior that seems to be thinking something.
"A little... well, no. This is moving on."
"Why, what is it?"
Oh, my God.
"No, nothing. I was just thinking about it myself."
"Yes?"
That's what Karin said as he pulled my cheek.
"But I guess I still have a feeling that I'm worried about a lot of wives. I think what I called you today was a purpose rather than a thank you. Didn't I tell you everything last time?"
"Yeah, I'm done talking."
Still, I wanted to see Karin's face and find out what my usual behavior was. I've finished the story, but I think I can find out thanks to this king.
Obviously, there's nothing to say if you say it's obnoxious, but it's not immoral. Karin was very polite about it. It was a flawless attitude.
"He's a direct report, so he cares. Seems like he's not a bad guy. I gave you a gift like this."
"Uh-huh, yeah. If you give me anything, I'm a good man."
Isn't it?
"Anyway, sister. Thank you for telling me so well."
"Well, of course. I thought I might try to find out who my husband was through my sister. So you have to tell me. I'll keep working, but the good impression is important."
"I'm reassured that I've already made a good impression working with you."
"Well, thank God. Shall we go back?"
"Yep."
I immediately returned home with Karin.
* * *
"Karin? How was it?"
On his return, Winia asked.
"Well, it was just plain. I feel like I'm just being thankful for love."
"Yes?"
"But it was so fucking pretty. It's a Saint's image."
"Really? Is it that pretty?"
"I don't think it was a pseudonym for a three-year-old beauty."
"There was no other feeling?"
"Well... I don't know. I think he's a good guy."
"Is that so..."
Aside from Winia, other sisters asked Karin about the Saint. I even gave you an answer, but did you want to hear it with Karin's mouth, the same woman, rather than listening to me?
Anyway, it felt that way.
* * *
The next day I went to check on attendance instead. I came into the Al Reality room as usual and greeted her, and she said as she smoked.
"Did that day go well?"
"Oh, yes. Did the Saint enter well?"
"As soon as I got in, I took care of what I was pushing."
"Holy shit."
When I spoke to Karin, I returned to the lower level without coming back. Yes, the Saint should do this.
"Well, you're a pretty good woman to talk to."
"Ah. Karin?"
"... yes."
The Saint looked me in the eye.
"Excellent skills, a high level of literacy and a fair character. Besides, it's beautiful. I'd say it suits Paladin very well. Is it true that there is a trustworthy spouse in Paladin?"
"Uh-huh, right? Karin is pretty."
"..."
- Shh, shh.
- Grab it.
- Ka-cheop.
Suddenly, the Saint started to bite the fingernails of his thumb instead of smoking. Well, why. Suddenly.
"Yeah... well, I guess so. I'm sure she was a beautiful woman... but Paladin has six sisters besides her."
"Yes, I'm ashamed to say this, but they're all beautiful. like Karin."
"..."
- Exactly, exactly. Exactly. Exactly. Exactly.
The opposite hand on the desk. That finger started banging on the desk. What? This is what happens when planting is uncomfortable.
"Indeed... I think I know very well why Paladin can maintain his peace of mind even when he sees the Saint. Surrounded by such beauty, I would say immunity against dizzying desires."
"Uh-huh, is that how it works? No, but it's true that the Saint is really beautiful."
"... I know."
- Peck.
At the same time as the Saint nodded his head, his fingers stopped. I don't know if that's just a habit.
"Ah, by the way, Paladin. I have a personal curiosity about this Saint... the question that arises after meeting Miss Karin yesterday."
"What is it? Tell me."
The Saint, who opened his eyes slightly, said so.
"It's no big deal, isn't it usually midwifery that requires the permission of the first wife? I'm quite curious about that. Is Paladin's work open to that?"
It was to ask if Claudie was open.
Well, this is more like Claudie encouraging me to do that in the first place. Now I'm thinking she's right.
"Ouch."
Because I'm full of coma. Of course, if there are a lot of brothers-in-law around here like me, I have no choice but to wonder.
"I didn't know that Saint would be so interested in the marriage system."
She frowned and looked me in the eye.
"I was curious simply because Paladin is too amazing a man. You have no idea that this vulturer is on his own. The brother-in-law of Paladin is seven. Of course you have a question about that, right?"
"Uh-huh, I've just done it. No, but didn't you admit that you weren't a seamstress last time?"
"Even the Saint I've seen has done it. No offense, so the Vulture Paladin just spills it out and listens."
"Oh, I see."
Almost fixed.
"Anyway, if you ask me if it's open, I think I can say yes. She also thinks that a strong warrior should take over more wives."
"Hoo..."
In my words, the Saint nodded.
"Yes.. I mean.. It's natural that there are more wives for a strong warrior.. Are you from Mirkesha?"
"No, she's from the Shurdik Great Desert."
"The Shurdik Great Desert?"
The Saint raises his head.
It's definitely a long way away.
"You've come a long way. Are you from across the Kingdom of Mercuda?"
"It looked like that on the map."
"Is there a custom similar to Mirkesha?"
"I don't know much, but you said there are a lot of people who believe in transcripts because the environment is so precarious. She believes in that religion, too."
Claudie believes in Helkan. But I don't tease much because I've nailed it to be more important than other religions since ancient times.
"Helkan was the warrior of the Shrdic Desert. I think it was there."
"Oh, you know."
"I don't know what Saint saw. I don't think I've ever heard of the culture of the congregation that believes in him. Interesting. Let's keep going."
As you can see, you are the Saint.
"Until we continue. Just by believing in that god, that idea naturally became a fixation. So she's very open about my brother-in-law growing."
"... that's it. Well, I get it. Because of this relationship with the environment, Paladin became a volcano."
"Is that positive?"
"So is it negative? Anyway, I think I asked too much about Paladin's private life. I don't want you to be uncomfortable with this."
"No, you and I are not the same. I think that's a good thing."
"Hugh, yes. It's between Paladin and the Saint I saw..."
The blurry Saint touches my lips and looks me in the eye.
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