Hero without Blood or Tear

I've arrived at the Abbot. As I entered the room, the little girl got up on the bed.

“Hello.”

This is Abbot Margareta, about 12 years old. I've seen all kinds of strange people in this world, so I'm not surprised by her appearance. Everything happens to those who are given the power of character.

Maybe you haven't aged since you were a kid. Only you would know her true age.

“You're wearing it? ”

The high abbot, Margareta, was a pretty girl who looked a little sharp, but just like a doll. Clear, clear eyes are impressive. I felt this long performance in the priesthood.

“Yes. I'm Valar of Supandau. ”

“Thank you for coming. Forgive the rudeness of greeting the Silver Man on the bed. ”

Margareta looks down at me deeply.

“You don't have to say that. ”

“Balor. I truly appreciate what you've done. But you may return the curse to me at any time you wish. Bondi, it's not something you need to handle. ”

Margareta was talking about when I couldn't seal the curse. I shook my head.

“We will find a way. Don't worry about it. ”

“I, too, will try to find a way. ”

Margareta sighs deeply as she looks at me on the bed.

“Ahoy. How am I supposed to repay this favor? I have so much grace that I don't know what to do. ”

“For the peace of the Empire. Please continue to be humanitarian advocates against the Demon King. ”

It was a conversation as far as I thought. A conversation with a high abbot who looks 12 years old, but is deep and straight. Honestly, I was satisfied. The Abbot of the Abbot of the Valfurga Society is an enormous giant.

Even the Imperial Duke is a fool. I was deeply appreciated by such a woman. I can't stand my nose.

However, I suddenly felt anxious when the Abbot suddenly became full of pranks, as if she had done everything.

“Hmmm, well... I guess you speak well enough as an abbot. ”

Margareta feels touched by the rapid evaporation of the elegant priesthood. Angela, who was right next to you, interrupts immediately.

“Just trying to keep up your good graces. Balor is an outsider.You can't treat him like one of the Sisters of the Church. And aren't you the High Abbot's savior? ”

Marigaretta lies sideways, like a brat who doesn't listen to adults, and spits Angela's words out in her ear.

“Hey, Angela. This gratitude does not go away without a strict formality. I feel a deep sense of grace from Balor. I wish I could give you the purity of this body if I could. ”

“Mother Superior!”

Angela screams when she hears it next to her.

“I've said it before. This young body won't taste good anyway. ”

“That's not what I said! ”

“OK, got it. All right, you're too hard on the kid. Angela.”

I smiled bitterly as a little beauty called a child to a wrinkled grandmother. So that Margaret is at least 100 years old.

“Baller. I wish I could repay you with my body if I feel like it, but I've made a vow to God, so I can't help it. How about Valpurgis instead? That kid is amazing! ”

“Mother Superior!”

Valpurgis screams this time. Hmm..., I think I finally know the character of this Abbot. I am very sick right now, but I can't imagine what that would be like.

Looking aside, dear Angela grabs the back of her neck, and Valpurgis pulls a round hole through her finger and tries to dry the high abbot, who is struggling with her other index finger.

“Please protect your body! Mother Superior, and from now on, eat whatever you want, and don't open anything! ”

As Valpurgis worries, Margareta only scratches her earholes with her fingers.

“I just got a little unlucky this time. Don't keep nagging. He's cute.”

Boom! Boom!

Margareta slaps Valpurgis' butt like a nuisance.

“Hiccup! Mother Superior! ”

“Oh, why are you yelling at a sick person? By the way, did he have a big ass again? ”

Oh, thank you. So that's a lot.

“Mother Superior!”

Angela pulls the abbot's long cheek, enduring the consequences.

“What the hell is this! It's a mess to face the Council. ”

“Aah! That hurts! That's too much!”

“What's too harsh is the Abbot's manners! ”

Margareta suddenly smiles brightly as she argues.

“Hahaha. Why not? ”

“Yes?”

“It's better to be distracted than gross. ”

“… Mother Superior. ”

“We've been through a lot lately. Let's stop being depressed, that's all. ”

Margareta jumps off the bed with a short sigh.

“Hiya!”

She was wearing only thin interior. Surprised Angela tries to hang something on top of you in a hurry, but she refuses.

“It's hot. I like it this way. ”

“Dressed like that in front of men! ”

“It doesn't matter. You can't be excited to see a kid like this. ”

Margareta stands before me. A small and beautiful girl looked up at me with serious eyes.

“Balor.”

“Tell me.”

“I can cry for you now. Honestly, I want to. I'm so sorry, and I want to stab you for being so grateful. ”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. I don't know what you think of me... No, I don't like the first impression, but I'm still the high abbot." He's got more conscience than most. But the person who put his curse on him is in front of my eyes... Honestly, I can't stand it. ”

I felt desperate in Margareta's words.

“I'm sorry for my useless jokes. But I will do everything I can for you. On my honor and my name. ”

Her little hand grabbed my hand firmly.

“I swear it now. I will find a way to break the curse, no matter what you do. I will save you at all cost. ”

“High Abbot.”

“Call me Marie. That's my nickname. ”

“How dare I.... ”

“Marida. I won't answer if you don't call me Marie later." ”

Angela glances at you, her eyes wide open. The high abbot is stubborn. I can't help it.

“Marie.”

“Hohoho. That's good. Balor, I hear you're working hard to fight the Demon King. ”

“That's right.”

“Then I will spend the rest of my life helping your cause. Balor, always ask for your help. I'd be happy to help you. ”

Margareta takes the ring off and gives it to Angela. It was the seal of the high abbot.

“Mother Superior! This! ”

“Yes. I'm handing you the high abbot's position today. Angela.”

Angela's eyes widen as if she didn't know it was going to happen.

“No! The Council absolutely needs the power of the high abbot. ”

“Stop whining like a child! I know it well. Angela, you can do better than me. I'm not turning this around. From now on, I intend to participate in the study to break the curse of Balor. He will also join us in training to defeat the Demon King Pezamut. Therefore, it is difficult to maintain this abbot position. ”

Looks like Margaret pulled the knife right out. His face is still thin, but his eyes are tingling like an active volcano.

“This is never going to turn around! I've made my decision. Follow me! This is your last order as high abbot! ”

The high abbot couldn't help it. She receives the ring politely.

“Very well, Sister Margareta. ”

“Take good care of him. The new high abbot.”

Margareta hugs Angela once, and she takes a stand in front of me.

“Balor, your life is yours in the future. I have given you all I have because I have given you a gift that is hard to fathom. ”

From her perspective, I am cursed and my soul is mortgaged by the forces of darkness. That's why I'm trying my best to save you and repay you.

“Balor, you too, strengthen. There must be a good time. When the time comes, let's both go together and drown that miserable pessimist! ”

Well, I heard a lot of noise coming from the former Abbot. Let's soak it up.

“When you decide to play Pezamut, I'll be with you! ”

A system message appears with her words.

< A new sub-quest, the 'Margareta Story’ opens. >

Beyond Level 60 you can recruit ‘Margareta of Storms and Carnage’ as your ally! >

< She will not betray you. I'm risking my life for you. >

What, what? This woman, was she a comrade of yours? I couldn't help but be embarrassed because I had never recruited it before. Besides, the strongest man in the Southwestern Empire offered to join us first!

Awesome. If I level 60, Margaret will make it easy to beat Pezamut to death. No, by the way. What kind of shrine star is the storm and slaughter...?

Somehow I'm a little nervous. When I was shaking in my strange senses, Margareta put her hands on her waist and smiled faintly.

“Great! Hahahaha! Now that you've given up your tenure as an annoying abbot, it's time to strike down every last one of the Horsemen! ”

It felt like a puppet of Satan, not a priest.

By the way, the story's gonna be a lot different from what I used to know. Originally, the high abbot, Margareta, who was supposed to die today, survived. Besides, now that she's sworn to fight the Demon King for me, I don't know what happens next.

But one thing's for sure. In the future, the days of the Demon King Pezamut's slumber are over. If the Abbot of the Mother Church of Valpur blazes her grudge against killing the Demon King, she won't be able to sleep for a day.

If a nun looks weak, she is greatly biased.

The Twin Swords of the Valfurga Sisters are the strongest in the empire. It was a horseman massacre machine that poured endless divine power into it.

The high abbot, who is favored by the goddess, reads the sacred stature with Mobius' belt. It's a machine, not a man. Machines. They grind them like chicken nuggets.

Only those who have seen the terror know. Friends are scary. By the way, the affection of the Valfurga sisters is limited to humans, meta-humans, and fairies. The Horses are unforgivable.

As I recall, in the later battle of Salzburg, these women led the Orcs, Ogres, and Nagas who were buried alive in the ground with 80,000 Demon soldiers.

“I'll get better in a minute! Where's the twin swords made of his bones after I slaughtered a raging red dragon on Mount Tero 50 years ago? ”

“It's in the warehouse. ”

“Get me out of here! I need to sharpen my knife! You have to sharpen it to make it look pretty! ”

As expected, the girl who looks like this doll, I think it's Satan's doll.