Haroon

"I am Madosa Serra of Pacochu Martha. It is an honor to meet the Son."

"Ah! You must be Serpa Madosa. Nice to meet you."

Saint Yemen greeted Serpa gladly, but she did not respond. Serpa's glabella twitches slightly and sinks, feeling like he was ignored by that attitude. Although the priests were originally reluctant to wizards, this was the first time they had been ignored.

"But what brings you priests from the Temple of Guanghui, the Temple of Light?"

Was it too straightforward? The saint smiled for a moment, avoiding the immediate answer.

"Believe it or not, the Holy Spirit is not ready to deal with people now because she has used too much sacred power. If you are offended, please unwind."

I didn't know that there was such a situation for the saint who was sitting neatly and didn't see any movement, so Serpa's firm face lightly loosened.

"Did you have such a disloyal heart? I'm sorry to interrupt your break."

"No, I'm not."

The conversation pauses for a moment, but people's gaze does not depart from the priests of the Temple of Light. I didn't expect to see priests in places like this that are hard to see. Curiosity did not abate, especially because the Temple of Light was famous for its enormous expansion, supported by the emperors throughout the generations.

"But how can it be in a place like this?"

The question Serpa asked again reminds me of the Saint's face and then disappears.

"We were on our way to attend the dedication ceremony of a new temple that was being built in the new Theon Empire."

"Ah! I see."

Serpa knew the information as well, so he was able to make a quick guess.

"But they were unexpectedly attacked by the Black Wizards here. If it weren't for your help, it would have been a disaster."

The saint thanked them again, and everyone else, except the storm troopers, became happy. I was a little touched by the priests of the temple like heaven who thanked me directly.

Then Illum intervened in the conversation.

"Glad we could help. It's terrible that the nobles are persecuted by evil Black Wizards in broad daylight."

"Thank you. But who are you?"

"Oh!"

When the saint opened his eyes wide, the smile on the faces of the Imperial personnel, including Illuminum, became even darker. In fact, I was a little interrogated because I didn't do much, but it feels good to be treated like this by the priests of the temple.

"Then how did you end up in the Black Magic Clan?"

Serpa was confident that the priests of the Temple of Light wouldn't face great difficulties if they hadn't fallen into the Black Magic Clan.

"Well……"

According to the Saint, they set out for the new Theon Empire with 50 mercenaries and servants. But something strange happened after I entered the Mats Plain. It started disappearing every day for no particular reason.

The mercenaries asked me to investigate, but it was a long way and a short time ago, so I was in a hurry to investigate. As always, the priests were praying, and some of the servants who went to the canal to get water disappeared.

The acolytes go out looking for them, but they move on more than half without even hearing from them. Then, in the end, they didn't come back either, and the rest of the mercenaries and priests went out looking for the missing ones, but the Black Wizards insisted that they had dug a trap and were waiting for them.

"So the mercenaries and servants were sacrificed to the Dark Mages."

"Yes. Poor people."

Along with that, the saint showed his face. While they all nodded in praising the poor sacrificed to the Black Wizards, Harun could see that the eyes of the saint were far from sorrow.

What is it?

It was not to activate Shaki's eyes, but it could be seen that the Saint was not grieving sincerely. The feeling that came into the eyes of the saint was unrelated to sadness.

Harun had difficulty understanding the unconditional ugliness and respect that the people of the Pacochu Mart and the Imperial peoples showed to the priests of the Temple of Light. Moreover, when I read the feelings that were different from the words in the eyes of the saint, I also broke my prejudice about the priest I vaguely held.

"Perhaps the noble saint's heights would be broken in their hands if you hadn't helped them. Thank you again."

The saint bows and greets everyone with his hands together.

"No. There are saints and there are saints. What could have happened?" "

"No, it was really dangerous. Skeletons who endured the Divine Power were also difficult opponents for our faithfully refined paladins. Who created those monsters? I was just getting tired of being in the magic circle without knowing where they were."

In the words and attitudes of the saint, people became very proud. The fact that many people in the world are thanked by the nobles who follow the saints made them realize their worth more than they thought.

At the same time, their faces are reminded of their respect for the Saints. Perhaps he was impressed by the attitude of the saint who expressed his gratitude several times over.

But Harun was different from the others. Though it seemed exhausting, the paladins and saints themselves were not in such danger.

'You must have left your last strength behind.'

I don't know, but it is a paladin led by a saint and a saint who can be the top among the priests belonging to a temple. The elderly, as well as the paladins, had a steady breath.

Fragments of wisdom say that they do not know much about divine power, but they run from normal mana. Depending on the strength of the Faith and the ability to communicate with God, it was also said that the Divine Power could be filled in an instant.

Whereas drinking potions absolutely required time to fill Mana, Divine Power was a form of spiritual power and was timeless. Then it was more likely that they were not as dangerous as the saint said.

Harun didn't understand the people of the Tower and the Imperial People who helped him but couldn't speak properly to the priests.

Why are they lowering themselves? '

Since Harun had lived in a world without religion, he didn't have any respect for the priests or the paladins.

Harun was well aware of the historical fact that there was a shadow of religion behind the end of the war to convert all mankind in the world, but he could not understand this atmosphere because he had some opposition to religion.

Suddenly, the subject of the conversation became Saint, Serpa and Illum, and the members of the storm troops were completely excluded from the conversation. Unfortunately, Illum was a zealous believer in the temple.

"Hehe! We have a complete visitor. '

I was secretly offended. The saint was no longer interested in thanking Harun in the beginning. I didn't have to pay attention, but I didn't feel well.

'If that's what I think it is, you're not qualified for a saint.'

Perhaps the mercenary didn't know Harun was the leader of this group. After all, Harun has been a bystander for a while. But I started to feel something annoying. The paladins, priests and saints were not involved in the conversation, it was not simply to supplement the divine power.

'The condition of the saint or other people has already returned to normal...... Strange!'

Harun glances at the girl with her eyes closed. Even though I closed my eyes, my face was slightly trembling as if I could feel Harun's gaze. It was clear that the situation around him was improving enough to make him aware.

'Then I guess it's too much for the saint name.'

A saint with a smooth face and a bright and cheerful personality, but too many words were said to be noble in the general sense. Even weighing significantly less than paladins? Moreover, the saint who freely spoke with the wizards who lived like a chameleon for generations was somewhat foreign.

Their story had recently reached the point of bringing many people through the ruins of the Black Wizards into the muck of sin and ruining the world, but the tower and imperial people were eager to talk to the saints.

"...... That's why the chancellor himself summoned me and asked for a favor."

"Oh, I see! However, now that the saints have come with the faithful paladins, the hordes of evil will now turn their backs."

"Yes! Of course I will. That's what we're going to do."

The horse towers and imperial people seemed to have lost their minds at the words of the saint. He foamed his mouth, saying that he would lead the empire and the common people to eliminate the evil symbols, the Black Wizards.

"But don't you eat?"

The saint bites hungrily. Then, the eyes of the people who had been staying with the saint for a long time came together to Harun.

Harun reflectively looks at Tino among the crew standing outside the tent. Tino's head gives a slight nod and the meal is already ready.

"Oh, shit! '

Harun is suddenly furious with his actions. There were still dark aftereffects of the battle on the crew's faces.

"The rest of the crew is waiting for you. We also need to rest and eat. I think everyone else is energized. Would you step aside, please?"

Harun's words widen the eyes of the saints and others. It was clear that it was a spirit of blessing.

"Ha, Captain Harun! Oh, how can you say that...... This is a noble saint!"

Illum, who understood Harun's intentions, yelled at me immediately.

"Yes, it is natural for John to serve meals to those who are tired of dealing with the Black Wizards. Of course we should prepare meals."

You make your way to Serpa. The others stare at Harun with their furious faces. They were as excited as if they had been ignored.

"If that's how you want to be treated, you can do it. I have nothing to do with the Temple."

Harun looks at them coldly.

"...... What kind of talk is that?"

"Captain Harun! Let's see, let's see!"

Immediately, the tower and imperial figures open their eyes and reveal their ageing with awkwardness. And the handsome Saint's face distorted.

Harun's gaze suddenly intensified, and a terrifying energy spread inside the tent immediately.

"I've never had any help from a Saint's Party. Instead, me and my men helped them. But don't you think something's wrong? If it's normal for me and my men to be fed to them. Why should I risk my life and the lives of my men and take the place of a feast and even feed it?"

Harun's ferocious strength and incorrect words make him nervous for a moment, but Illum still raises his voice.

"Th-that's... those are the nobles from the Temple of Light!"

"There can't be a nobleman in the abandoned yard. If anything, it's just the Emperor."

The words greatly shook Ilum's eyes. Harun was right. Is the Emperor or Empress of Pyron so distinct from the previous Imperial people about the Temple? I did not have an attitude. That was one of the complaints of the aristocrats.

"Still, it's only natural to offer a place to rest and a delightful meal to those who worship the great gods."

Despite the deterioration, Illum still raises his voice.

"If that's the way it's supposed to be, you can do it. I've never shown mercy to mercenaries like me, but I have no reason to respect the noble temples or priests who only deal with nobles. Moreover, the Temple of Light priests appear to me as if they are naturally demanding food from those who helped them, only those of us who are tired from battle want to take a rest and be treated to a meal."

Harun's words were blasphemous, but not quite wrong, and his face turned embarrassed. Serpa and the Wizards were unable to find anything to say.

"Ha, but......"

"If you want to treat it that way, you can. They don't respect us, they respect you."

Harun glances at them and opens his mouth.

“Remember! You are our companions, not our colleagues or our superiors. I was going to tell you anyway, but that's great. From now on, take care of your familiarity and food. We didn't come all this way to listen to you guys. Our exhausted crew needs to rest and eat, so please leave now! ”

“…… Profit! ”

Illum was angry, but he had nothing more to say. Harun's words were not wrong. It is true that the storm troopers have been feeding their beds and meals, and it is true that they do not need to do so for themselves.

However, their faces were distorted. Since they belong to the sponsor, it is natural for them to be treated by the storm troopers.

“If you have a problem with this, speak up. I'll get in touch with the clients. If they feel the same way about you, I'll cancel the quest right away. ”

Harun's adamant words bite Serpa's lips.

"Damn! You messed with his dirty temper again! ’

I couldn't dare contact the tower about this, even if I had complaints. If you do, the horseshoe's wrath will fall immediately. Harun had a strong bond with the Empress of Aggresia who was revered by all the wizards of the Chariot Master or the Horse Tower before he came here.

Even if it wasn't, Harun's words were perfectly correct. I don't know if you're a Illuminati, but isn't the Temple an unstoppable relationship with wizards? I was ashamed that I and my colleagues were seduced by the name of the saint and the saint.

‘Now that the world has changed, their film is also over in the Pyrin Empire. ’

Political forces and conspirators collapse together when the forces behind them collapse. Although Pinocchio was also a member of the imperial bloodline, he was a completely different person from the other imperial peoples, so he would no longer benefit from the Temple of Light.

When I thought about it, I suddenly came to my senses as if I'd been covered in cold water.

What's this look like? ’

After going over the fluent narrative like the name of the saint and the oiled one, my face became hot when I remembered his attitude that he had acted like a fanatic. His name is Madosa, and he is attracted to the salutation of a temple that uses a different kind of power called Divine Power. If the other wizards had seen themselves and the wizards of Pacochu Horse on the side of the Saint, they would have pointed.

Damn it!

My face distorts by itself because I think that delicious foods and warm dragonflies flew away. I took the saint's side for no reason and flew to the luxury they had enjoyed. The bitter water seemed to rise above me.

“Everyone out! ”

As Harun's low but resolute words fall again, the figures of Serpa and the tower stand up sighing, but they do not easily slip away.

“But this is... too much! ”

Illum yells, but turns around, frowning at Harun's glare, which is starting to turn red. I've faced Harun several times and was confident to face him, but in fact, when I look at those fierce eyes, my body creeps up and I lose the jealousy I've been struggling with.

You can't do this! How can you live on this earth and ignore the company of the noble saints? Isn't it scary? ’

Then he heard the words of the saint in his ears.

“Captain Harun, our group is very tired and hungry against the Black Wizards and the Skeleton horde. Why don't you ask him to help you eat? If it's too much, I'll pay you. ”

“We killed the Black Wizards. The skeleton dealt with us. What we needed was not money, not gratitude, but relaxation and dining. Excuse me, please! ”

Illum shudders at Harun's words without even knowing it. I never imagined that there was anyone who could say such a thing to a saint. The fact that the Temple is not traditionally a good relationship, nor a wizard, and that a mercenary behaves that way was truly devastating.

"What a man out of the boat! ’

People were so surprised that they doubted their ears. The atmosphere was escalating into a more serious situation.

“Dare you! Are you…… excluding Leah? ”

The solemn saint continued to say whether he was angry or not.

“I don't know what you mean by excluding. The subject of faith is just different. I only believe in Miyos, who equally treats all things with infinite kindness and compassion, rather than Leah, who has to have money for living in a rough world with me. He does not ask for money or wealth for faith. ”

Although he is an atheist, if he must believe, it is much better for the God of the earth to grace the quiet farmers by harvesting. The God of the earth wants nothing for people. Those who believe are powerless and naked. For this reason, there were no proper temples and priests, but if there was a God, Myos would have been the most ideal being that Harun thought.

The moment the name of the god of the earth and the god of death, Myos, appeared from Harun's mouth, the words of the saint were cut off for a moment.

‘If you're a mercenary, Valk, the god of battle, or Miyos, the lowly believe. ’

“Myos is a long way down from Leah! Don't you know the difference between that holiness? ”

Anger followed the words of a powerful saint. Harun's eyes twist and a fierce glow blazes out.

“I don't know about heavenly beings, but it's never been said that there are differences in sequence or divinity between transcendent beings. Do you really think that Myos, who sent the Lion of Hell himself, masquerading as human traffickers and bandits, and led the fugitives slaughtered everywhere to the Sulfur of Hell, would have fewer pilgrimage to God than Leah, who only dealt with those nobles and knights before, when he didn't have money to offer them healing prayers and perform events? ”

“That's a misunderstanding! And it was just someone impersonating Myos and the Lion of Death! Never before has the gods sent surrogates to this intermediate realm. That's just a well-organized hoax. Leah's enormous power and grace is full of space! ”

The saint lets out a loud shout, but even those outside the tent can feel his voice tremble. The god of the earth Harun mentioned killed him for sure.

“The saint is too arrogant. I don't think there's a cohesive god who restricts people's generosity. Moreover, I don't think there is a god who would turn away from the common people who occupy most of the world and show mercy to some nobles. I think God's grace should be bestowed upon no one. ”

“You're mistaken. Leah's grace extends to all things in the universe. ”

One of Harun's eyes rises in the words of the saint. In the words of the saint, it was becoming too persuasive.

“I think even a god with such grace can feel the presence of fools. Because that's what I thought God was. I don't want to talk about saints and gods and holiness anymore. I am also a mercenary belonging to the ignorant. I only believe in the miracles of God. Just saving you and finding a place to rest for a while is enough for me to treat the apostle of another god. ”

“You ignorant fool! ”

The saint hurled himself out of the tent angry. Following that, the priests and paladins began to leave one by one.

That's weird! ’

It's really strange. Even though the saint was so angry, the paladins and the synagogues reacted differently than the saints. They lower their heads slightly, keeping a veil over their faces, showing gratitude. I even felt warmth and affection when I looked at Harun.

“Thank you for your help. May Leah's grace be with you! ”

The last paladin even gave me such a blessing.

The old eunuch, who was the last to leave before the saint, bowed his head to Harun.

“Thank you, Commander Harun. ”

“No, I'm not.”

“Don't be so angry. There are a lot of things that are misunderstood because the Saint's learning is still active. Unlike other people, we also admire and worship Miyos, who sent a messenger of God himself to perform miracles. ”

“Oh, I see. ”

The Saint, is he being banished? ’

That's what I thought. The High Septon and the paladins didn't feel much respect for him.

It was the same with the last girl who went out.

“Thank you. Your strength is weak and you can't use it properly, so you've been bad for a long time. ”

“No, I'm not.”

“Pay no attention to the words of the saint, as Father Dales has said. We are grateful to you and the storm troopers. I'm sorry you won't be able to help and rest for us in public. ”

I didn't have anything to say about the opponent coming out like this. Rather, I felt uncomfortable about it because it was too cold. Apparently, I felt sorry for them because they were worthy of God except for the Son.

Through Harun's expression, the saint who read the thoughts put his hands together.

“Holly Recovery! ”

Immediately, the woman's body was engulfed in a tumultuous light, and the lights spread to all sides. The light that touches Harun's body absorbs quickly, filling up the spent Mana, as well as the sweaty waste, disappears.

“…… This? ”

“A token of our appreciation. Leah's grace fills the world according to the words of the saint, but our ignorant and incompetent high priests cannot preach it to many people. I realized a lot through Captain Harun's words. Thank you."

I don't know what I realized. Harun stares at the back of the holy woman leaving the tent. However, the divine power that I first encountered refreshed my mind as if I had run Mana Flow because it was spotless and clean.

What a saint! ’

It was Harun who didn't believe in religion, but he had to admit to the power that the saint showed.