I Shall Survive Using Potions!

"Do you have any servants?

All of a sudden, he was shouted out at the front door of Meyer Workshop.

Caorle didn't mean anything by store number, nor had he ever officially named that name, so he continued to prepare meals in the kitchen without worrying.

Asil also ignored what he heard. The Viscount has pressed me to ignore anything but a communication from the royal palace via Viscount Riotar, my father.

And in the end, it was Bardo, the workshop owner, who had to deal with it.

"This is this! What can I do for you, Bishop of the Temple!

"Oh, do you have a servant!

"My lord?

Bardeaux had no idea what was going on.

"It will be up to the goddess's use!

"Oh, no, how could you do that to us?

It doesn't make any sense.

Bishop Perrier, an apostle from Archbishop Solnier, finally recalled that the person he sought was named 'Caorle' and gave his name.

"Well, Caorle would be in the back, but" Dear user "means..."

It's time to suck, when Asil tried to lift her hips......

"Do you have an acyl?!

Viscount Riotar, who flew a carriage from the royal palace, arrived.

"To Lord Caorle, come to my house of Rio Tar, and meet with the king to be clothed."

"No, Your Eminence welcomes you to the Grand Temple and meets with the Archbishop."

"You call me putting the king behind me!

"Who always says religion and politics have nothing to do with it!

"Uhn..."

"Grunt..."

It was very sinister.

Neither, I can never pull. Pull back and your position will be jeopardized.

"Shut up..."

I had no choice, Caorle turned up.

"Oh, Lord Caorle!

"Dear user!!

"If you see both at the same time, you don't have a problem, do you?

And I don't like it because I'm scared because I don't know what's in it, either in one faction, or in a place that doesn't touch the eyes of others. In a place with lots of third-party eyes and not under the control of any force or faction... you can meet me if I'm right. "

King Balmore's capital Gurua, Central Square.

Close to the main entrance of the royal castle, also on the other side, is the Great Temple, where you can see the statue of the goddess Celestine in front of its main entrance.

Its central square, usually bustling with tourists, strollers, stalls, etc., was now surrounded by silence.

Never a small crowd.

No, on the contrary, it was no less than the days of several festivals and major events a year, when many citizens gathered. Some of them are noble figures with escorts and confessors.

It's just that everyone's not making a scene and waiting quietly. That was the silence of the late.

The centre of the gathered people was provided with a stage a few meters high, visible from all around. And on that stage, tables and seats were arranged so as to form a triangle. Yes, as if a dialogue between the three groups were to take place.

After a while, a dozen priests appeared from the Great Temple, and as they approached the stage, three of them reached their seats on the stage. The rest of us wait under the stage.

A little later, a luxurious carriage, guarded by soldiers of the escort from the royal castle, appeared, and when he arrived in front of the stage, he unloaded the passenger.

The three passengers arrived at their seats on stage, as did the Temple side, and the escorts waited under the stage.

Three Temple Side Row Seats, Archbishop Solnier, Bishop Perrier, and Sheila the Witch. Even when I say witch, Sheila is quite old as a sixty.

Three royal palace sideline seats as well, King Serge, King Brother Roland and Chancellor Corneau.

Two sides of the triangle are filled, and then only the last side.

It is he who makes the king wait.

The square was engulfed with tension.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's late. Ah!

Until the tense atmosphere was ruined by that voice of a civilian girl who appeared from among the crowd.

Caorle, as a condition of the meeting, made the following request:

One, the Royal Palace side and the Temple side, both do it together at once.

Two, to do it in a place not under the influence of any force.

Mitsu, do it in front of an unspecified number of people.

And the place and method specifically designated by Caorle was an open questioning session here in Central Square.

Both the Royal Palace and the Temple have three queue seats. Only one caorle on the caorle side.

"Now let's start Q&A"

In the caorle compartment, the discussion begins.

"First of all, ladies and gentlemen, what can I do for you, who are just civilians, to be asked to meet?

"Well, for nothing, it's only natural to invite your servant to the royal palace..."

The Chancellor, Corneau, replied, "What is normal?"

"Huh? Nothing, it doesn't matter? I go to the royal palace and I have nothing to talk about or do..."

"Huh..."

The outgoing Chancellor, Corneau.

"Oh, you know, the goddess's entrustment, the blessing..."

"Huh? No..."

………

King, hands on the table and bewildered.

"But upon examination, it was said that among the people of the king's capital were those who were blessed and saved by the goddess..."

Brother Wang Roland asks.

"Oh, that would have been if the person had been right-minded and had suffered unreasonably.

Even if royalty and nobility are more seriously ruling the country or territory, that's natural as a governor, so nothing like 'doing it right of mind', and even if you get injured in war, that's the result of your normal duties as a knight or soldier, not 'unreasonable things', is it? It's not about what the goddess would do on purpose.

So it doesn't make any sense for me to meet royalty or nobility, and you can't be me, the royal castle, in the first place. because she swore to the goddess that she would never need it when she told me she had to offer her body to be there. "

Dizziness spreads among the people in Caorle's bomb speech.

(He told you to give your body away!

(What disrespect! What are the nobles thinking!

Neither can Lorando hide his bruises from the crowd.

"By and large, Ceres doesn't really care about the fate of every human being, except if he likes it or is interested in it too much, does he? Except when a lot of people lose their lives... Goddess doesn't give a shit about personal life either, normal."

To Caorle's words, silent Roland.

Caorle abbreviated the goddess, and it was totally through.

Meanwhile, the temple forces float with joy when they hear Caorle's 'Can't Be in the Royal Castle' proclamation.

"My lord, now, be sure to go to my temple! The temple, at the lap of the goddess, is the place where your guests deserve to stay!

The Archbishop's own desperate solicitation.

"No, I, I have nothing to do with the temple..."

Archbishop Solnier pounding with the face that...

Bishop Perrier desperately recruits.

"Yes, no matter how many sects in other countries there are some doctrinal differences, aren't the followers of the same goddess, Master Celestine! Dear Messenger, please join us for the good of the people..."

"Huh? I'm not a Celestine follower, am I?

"" "" Yeah, yeah, eh, eh, eh. ""

There was a scream from all over the square over Caorle's nuclear bomb statement.

"In my country, the dominance is the belief that the grace of the forest, the grace of the river, the grace of the sea, the will of God dwells in all things and raises life, and the goddess Celestine is positioned as one of the pillars of many gods, the kind goddess who happens to advise directly in the figure of man"

"So, what is your relationship with the goddess Celestine..."

"Oh, it's just a friend,"

The archbishop and bishop, hardened with their mouths open, in the face of incredibility. Only witches look like they got something out of them.

"Oh, and, you know, they call me 'Dear user' or something, but I, I don't do Celeste's usage run. We're friends of the same kind."

No longer on the stage of carcasses.

Caorle puts out warnings for nobles and temple officials who are listening off-stage, just in case.

"Even if you force me to say you can't, there's no way Ceres can make that happen. It is Sekiyama who is angry and divinely punished. I wish I could just do that in person, but the clan romantic party, the factions involved pull all of them, every king's capital, every territory, every temple in the country... Ceres, it's a big mess."

Nobles who will pale, temple officials.

"If you come to me with any demands, at that point, because that wish will never come true. Whatever the reason." God be respectful. Don't ask for it ', which means that God respects and believes, and never makes it athe or demands it. "

On stage, all but the witch felt like her soul had fallen out of her mouth.

Apparently I don't have any questions, so I thought it was time to go home..., and then I got a question from a witch who's been quiet.

"Um, Dear Celestine, how did it go?

Uh-huh, are you trying to see if I'm really friends with Ceres? From an age perspective, it's possible that Ceres has been a witch since the last time she gave the commission.

"I was pouting and pouting"

"Hehe, is that right..."

Uh-huh, is that what you talked to Ceres about?

I guess it's time to go home.

Oh, one last thing that bothers me.

"Um, witch, can I ask you one thing?

"Yes, ask me anything"

"Um..., that statue of the goddess, how come you have such a big breast?

On stage, the last one also collapsed.

No, I broke my laugh.