Back in Landburn, when Borderline Uncle received a Reaper report, and in the Wang capital, when Tauro was suspected of being an elf.
Archdiocese built in its central square, the episcopal city of the eastern country.
A fat elderly woman was walking down the hallway with an arched high ceiling.
What you can tell from the clothes you wear is that this fat older woman is a bishop. In the eastern country, which had the Archbishop at the apex of man, it was a position centrally located.
"Which way, Archbishop?
She arrived at the cathedral. I look around, but I can't find who I'm looking for.
Catch a young man passing nearby and ask sharply.
"Ho, I was wondering if you'd be in the office this afternoon"
The young man, who was surprised and nearly removed the Bible, held that heavy and thick book in his chest.
"Right."
Speaking with force still on his eyebrows, he goes toward the stairs with the dosdosdos and sounds high.
The fat elderly female bishop went to the kingdom until the other day. To discuss the ex-post handling of the case of a self-proclaimed wise man.
"You've been devastated, too."
He spoke to me with a painful look, reminding me of the Prime Minister of the Kingdom.
I feel droopy, but the atmosphere seems smart. She was quite fond of it, not to mention her slutty body.
"I care, it hurts"
Suddenly, a self-proclaimed wise man appeared near the border of the eastern country.
He burns down the village for the reason that he doesn't care, and also destroys the Knights who rushed.
The self-proclaimed wise man moves straight to the kingdom. He was helping the Count suspected of treason and fighting the Knights of the Kingdom.
(I'm glad you know the story.)
I wholeheartedly agree.
The self-proclaimed wise man is not a people of the Eastern kingdom. But it is true that I entered the kingdom from the eastern country.
It was possible that he would come forward and pursue his responsibilities.
"Well, let's talk about the future."
With a gentle voice, the Chancellor of the Kingdom continues the conversation.
The all-time soothing atmosphere talks move in a constructive direction. And then one agreement after another goes.
A joint investigation of where and who the self-proclaimed wise man emerged from.
Mutual inviolability reaffirmation, near the border, which has become a burning field.
And in order to rebuild the fort and border facilities, the Class C knights will be allowed to operate near the border. and so on.
(After all, it's easy to work with competent people)
She felt good.
Until after a job done early, I went to buy a man with the sights of Wangdu.
She returned to her place of stay after the sun went down. The figure was even more swollen with anger, and he wrote up the report once and for all with the momentum he had left.
Prior to sending the report to the Bishop's City, the next day he leaves the Wang Capital.
And earlier, he arrived at the Great Church.
"Under the Archbishop! Are you there!
With a rough knock and a loud voice, the archbishop, who was turning the paperwork in the office, looked up.
"Excuse me!
It was a fat elderly woman in bishop's clothes who broke in without waiting for a response.
My nose will be rough because I came up the stairs. But he also looked angry.
"Under the Archbishop! You read the report."
What the hell are you excited about? This well fattened archbishop opens his mouth with an astonishing look.
"You had a meeting with the prime minister of the kingdom and put together an agreement for reconstruction."
Pomp the paperwork on the desk and continue the words with a satisfying look.
"Just do a good job. Good luck."
But she doesn't smile when she gets worked up.
Put your hands on the Archbishop's desk, get yourself up and ask questions.
"It's the part after that! Evil deeds that are spreading in the kingdom. Have you read about it?
In the wake of those words, the archbishop had a fed up look. Make a slight trick to dull the double jaw.
I saw that and the fat older woman heated up more and more.
"You saw it, didn't you? Yes, that's 'Sin and Punishment'. Oh, what a mess."
Hold yourself a charshy body bracketed in thread and tremble with a horrible look.
"Curse people and whip them like livestock. And you call it punishment, and you burn your body with molten wax!
I wonder if I can't stand it anymore, the tone changes to golden cuts.
"It is a person's self, yet it recognizes and punishes sins. This is obviously, blasphemy for divine rights!
I take the Archbishop for granted.
"As a God-serving nation, you can't overlook it. Deal with it now!
Archbishop on the other hand, the tension is not rising at all.
"It's about another country."
Archbishop answers with both elbows on his desk as he bends both eyebrows down.
"It has nothing to do with God's teachings, borders, etc."
But also, I cut back my hair without going in.
The Archbishop tries to persuade as he pulls the chair back.
"The kingdom has not lived up to its divine teachings. Unlike my monotheistic country, the kingdom is polytheistic."
The fat elderly female bishop changed her eyes into a triangle and hoisted them further.
"Do you abandon the people under your command because you are a heathen from another country!
Screaming mouth.
The archbishop closed his mouth from the bottom of his heart to the splashing saliva.
"Approximately, we're home, wouldn't you say? Leave the rest of the country to others."
"Oh, my God!
You must have been furious, slapping a flat hand with heavy weight on your desk.
He was slapped on his favorite wall nut desk and the archbishop frowned heavily.
"Do you think that the First Apostle of Almighty God, Takashi, will be allowed to say such things!
The archbishop, who shrugged his shoulders and exhaled, begins to fight back.
"Hey, what have you seen in those eyes as you climb up to the bishop?
Crushed eyes like pigs. Look at it from the front and open your mouth.
"God is not omniscient or anything. Didn't you understand?
"Isn't it written in the Bible!
The way you scream with your hands on both cheeks is an eye for the unbelievable.
Archbishop shrugging his shoulders and shaking his head wide.
"That kind of thing is just like the introduction to the bride and groom at the wedding. All of them swear to each other beautiful men and beautiful women, eternal love. Actually, whatever."
Turn your mouth toward your opponent with your mouth wide open and overlap your words.
"Are you still saying things like the first toddler to read the Bible while in that position? What the hell have you been looking at in this earthly reality until that year?
The Archbishop does not stop.
"If I am all-knowing and all-powerful, I don't need you or me. The people will respect each other and live happily ever after, even without God's earthly proxy."
You remember something, make a painful look.
"Even in the case of the self-proclaimed wise man earlier. If it's truly omniscient, there's no way the villagers, the soldiers, and the pilots could have been killed like that."
The bishop let his mouth open and close about twice, and then he let his eyes hold his strength again.
"That, God tested us. Whether the believing heart is true."
The moment I hear it, there is a redness in the archbishop's face. And with an angry look on his face, he hit the desk lightly with a flat hand.
"Can you tell that to the bereaved family?" Why they killed my wife, my husband, my children. That's because God, who I worship and believe in, tried you. "
A fat older woman who can't return words.
"So how was the outcome of the trial? You lost your life because you didn't have enough faith? People who work seriously, appreciate the daily harvest and live peacefully. If they're not wearing glasses, there are no survivors in this country."
The Archbishop trembles his double jaw tremendously and exhales. Soothe the tone and take a look at the old woman in the front.
"God doesn't do such insidious things as try and punish a believing heart. At least I believe so."
When I finished speaking quietly, I ordered him to leave the room.
Waiting for the fleshy, overly good figure to disappear into the hallway, the top plate of the desk is covered.
(For now, it doesn't seem to be a snag)
This wall nut desk has been fading in color for a long time.
I bought it when I was young and borrowed it.
He was the archbishop who confirmed the safety of his friends, who walked with him in life, and who leaked a breath of relief from his heart.
To the Archbishop, once the overstated fat elderly female bishop.
Down the stairs, on the way to his own office, his heart was starting to boil down again.
(Under the Archbishop, wrong)
This is not rational.
No, he thinks he is rational and the result of muscular thinking. But from a third party, it wouldn't look that way.
If you say so, it's a mental allergy.
My mind was reacting to the act of "Sin and Punishment," creating a huge wave of emotions that seemed unlikely to be my regular girlfriend.
"I'm home."
Open your own door vigorously and make your favorite chair scream loudly.
Two men and women who want to rush over and hear the Archbishop's reaction.
"How was it"
The man is in his late twenties. A lean and forged body that can even be seen from above a monastic garment.
Constructed of thick brows and blue shaved marks, the sweet mask makes the protagonist of the French film .
And thick pheromones drifting around. The source was thought to be definite in densely forested areas on the chest and under the sides.
"What's under the Archbishop?"
The woman around slightly past twenty also follows the man.
From the veil worn on his head, his forehead lowered diagonally. The plain nature of monastic clothing also reminds me of college girls in employment.
The two men who accompanied Wang Capital as a sidekick went to the pleasure district to train women and men, respectively. That's where I saw Sin and Punishment.
"I'm not gonna talk to you."
Let the Archbishop speak and hear his words with an uncomfortable expression.
"What kind of artifact?"
"It's blasphemy to God. He's not a good person to stay in Archbishop status!
Two people who have similar values to their bosses and are allergic to the same. They look angry enough to pull down the Archbishop.
I saw that look, and her heart came somewhat calm.
"That's not what I'm going to say to you."
I might even try to flame it that way while I burn it myself.
"Sorry"
I looked at the two bowing heads with a calm expression and exhaled loudly.
"You must be very tired of claiming to be a wise man." Sin and Punishment must be dealt with by us. "
To the words, the proximity sends an anticipatory glance.
"I will send the Virgin."
"Give me the Virgin!
A saint, or Virgin, is one of the trump cards held by the nations of the east.
Without chanting spells, we can manifest the same power as high-altitude magic.
The power given and holy by God. That is what was believed in the eastern countries.
Outside the country, by the way, slightly different.
Warcraft using magic. Opinions with the same principles are common.
"Go with the Virgin to the king's capital. So it purifies the roots of this evil habit."
"With the help of the Virgin, it is easy. I'll take care of it."
The young man, who peered his hair from the chest of his shirt, knelt down, and the woman followed suit.
He looked down from his chair, reluctantly.
The stage moves westward from the Episcopal City of the Eastern Country to the Wang Capital.
Me straight home from the Merchant Guild under the autumn clouds high blue sky. I didn't go outside to play today and was straight out in the garden forest with my family.
It is the chestnut iga that leads the way. No, it's General Dangolow of the Dying Regiment, gathered in brown thorn armor.
I keep an eyelid on my right shoulder, followed by a dandruff.
"Hmm? It's about time"
Watching the ground, exciting imosques. If you look over there, a mushroom. Something like a little big eyed Bunasimeji.
I'll take care of it, General Dangolow.
To my word, the chestnut iga speeds up and forward. I clashed at Bunasimeji as it was.
Dangolo turning around. Mushrooms stabbed by thorns are pitifully pulled out intact.
"Ichiki"
An atmosphere that made me laugh even when I was a nigga.
I saw that, me and the vice leader on the shoulder. Shake your head to the left and right, aligned.
"You know, dangolo, that's not what mushroom hunting is about."
Crouch down and remove the mushrooms on your back that stung you in the thorns.
Thank you. Because of the word 'hunting', they're mistaken.
"You have to harvest it clean, you won't be able to eat it, will you?
He nodded a few times as he understood and resumed his advance.
The goal is like a white mushroom, standing well on the front.
"Wait a minute! Stop!"
That's definitely "White Lady". Recently, it has become commonly seen in garden forests, but is said to be quite rare elsewhere.
For this reason, the value seems to be comparable to gold coins piled at the same height.
"It's fiercely poisonous, isn't it?
But here's the problem.
Collecting is a story of 'difficult unless you're a veteran adventurer'.
"You can't beat mushroom poison?
Dangolo lifted his torso slightly and looked back. Leave it to me, give it an atmosphere like this.
Imosuke is also on his shoulder, nodding naturally.
"You guys are fine. But I can't. And today, it's all about eating."
A garden forest delight, mushroom pot. I wanted to try it once.
"So, Imosque, pick someone I think I can eat."
I hear you got it.
The most familiar presence in our family when it comes to plants, including mushrooms. Let's hope for that knowledge.
At the direction of Imoske, Dangolo heads to harvest the mushrooms.
Now he dug it from under the roots and was careful not to scratch it.
"Can you eat this too"
Take one and hit the imosque.
The umbrella is bright red and egg-shaped, quite flashy.
"Probably"
For once, prepare for the state disorder recovery medication.
When I came near the pond like that, I noticed the noise in the back.
"What?"
Turtles, guardians of ponds, are basically quiet. I don't do anything to make the water wave rough.
The current situation was said to be unusual.
If you crouch down to the side of the tortoise, you can see you're fighting something.
"White snake?
Turtle about twenty centimeters long. On its short tail, a snake about ten centimeters long was biting.
Fighting or the turtle is waving his body left or right looking annoying.
"Whoa?"
Bigger turtles still seem more powerful. The swinging white snake is slapped by a shoreline stone and releases its tail.
As the turtle looks back, a circle of light surrounds the white snake.
"Metastatic magic."
This tortoise is not really a big deal. He was a powerful spiritual beast and lived in a spiritual lake before moving.
It's called Zaratan, and it's supposed to be as big as an island.
As the circle of light disappeared, so did the white snake figure. That's where Zaratan noticed us, and he's approaching us.
"In metastatic magic, did you get involved"
According to Imoske's interpreter, Zalatan was magically connecting the sea to this place, transferring a lot of things.
This time, when I tried to bring in a bunch of shrimp, he said that the white snake that was chasing the bunch had also been transferred with me.
"Looks Surprised"
What Imosuke says is about the white snake.
I don't usually attack Zaratan, but he was losing sight because of panic.
"Well, I guess so"
You must have been surprised.
Zaratan sinks his head into the water, as if to. That's when I found something to worry about.
"Can I lift it up for a second, listen to me"
Zalatan moves his head vertically after Imoske conveys the word.
"Oops."
Put your hands on the water and grab and lift the flank of the tortoise.
And on closer observation, I saw a thousand tails cut off.
"It's a blur. And there are quite a few scratches on the armor."
With that said, Imoske interprets.
The answer to my return is that it doesn't hurt because it's an old wound, not this time.
(Well, what do we do)
Forest and ruins on your back that won't fall even vertically, plus a short tail chopped a thousand at the root. Think as you look at those two.
This turtle is not a family member. But in me, I'm already a part of my family. It complements the poor imosques and dangolows of water, it is a reliable being.
You can treat me with magic.
Thick book on the black leather cover I received during this time. It shows that the person who once had the tortoise live on his back benefited from the same mysterious statue of stone as I did.
One of these days, I might ask you to talk to me about magic and stone statues.
"Can I cure this injury?
You wouldn't mind being known, think so. Talk to Imoske. They had no objection to the head of the family either, and they interpreted it straight to the turtle.
"What's up?
I should have passed it on properly, but this time the reaction is dull. It is Kyoton.
I thought I wouldn't like it and I activated the magic of injury healing as it were.
"… not in E"
It doesn't look like it, it's not a major injury. I thought I could go because of that, but I didn't think I could.
I pushed something tightly heavy but it doesn't move, that feeling lingers.
"The truth is, they say it's big."
Maybe it's because of that.
I crouch and look around. When you check that you can't see it from the outside with the grass, you fly one and activate the C-rank.
"Almost there."
For a moment, herself in a pale red light, and Zaratan seems surprised.
"All right, B, we're going."
Except I sprinkled it in the garden forest, it should be the first time I use it other than myself.
"Huh."
With his voice, a strong light illuminates his surroundings red.
After it had subsided, Zaratan's tail had grown about three times as long as it had ever been.
"That was a long time ago."
With a mild surprise, I take a look at Kohlo. The scratches that were small and small were no longer clean.
There was a sense of thrust through it, and it would have healed completely when it came to the injury.
"Just give me a few more minutes"
Use D-rank disease treatment and state abnormal recovery while holding it up with both hands. Neither seemed to have any problems.
"Yes, thank you"
I'll get Zalatan back to the pond.
The turtle had stretched his neck to the fullest, eagerly checking his tail and the methyl.
"Thank you."
Imoske says. I am proud of you.
If you look down, Dangolow is also swinging chestnut igas toward the turtle. Looks better than usual.
I'll take care of the pond.
Tell him so, we'll resume the mushroom hunt.
Occasionally when I sent my gaze to the pond, there was always a look of Zaratan turning his face here.