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"I am-the priest of the Silver Dune, Lithia for Belkrais.

We are proud of the name of Goddess Bellkrais! "

"What is your status, specifically?"

"We, the Silver Religion, are equal to Mr. Belkrais! No status!"

Is it such a system?

I changed the way I listened.

"How many people in the religion are called holy priests?"

"Of the 100,000 Belkrice cults, there are 500 priestly saints.

There are just five priests to me! "

"Does a priestly saint heal human wounds?"

"You're right!"

"... Huh?"

"What happened? Femil"

"If I could heal the wounds of a person, I wondered why I was walking injured earlier ..."

"Power is for others! You can't use it for yourself!"

"I see ..."

Laura said Femil nodded.

"Inconvenience like garbage!"

"I want you to say noble!"

"Like noble trash ... inconvenient?"

"You're a bit silent"

I pinched Laura's cheeks.

"Fiee ~~~~~~~~~~"

"Is the title of the Holy Priest given by Bellclairs?"

"No! From the bishop!"

"From the bishop?"

"Because only the chosen person can see the figure of the goddess ..."

I put my hand on Laura's back and moved to the corner of the room.

Ask in a whisper.

(How about?)

(There are quite a few places that use that setting)

(Is that so)

(I can do a lot of things, so there's a lot of danger.

However, if you want to fight alone, you have to consume the power of religion ...)

(Is it up to you to leave it to someone else?)

(I don't mean there aren't any children who come out on their own)

(So that's it)

(Well, though, there are organizations that use it and say something crazy.

I've never heard of it. (A child of Bergland)

But a new question came up.

(What is "goddess" in the first place?)

(Of course it is! Noble, godly, clever, and nation-like.

(Noble, godly, clever and humorous. It's quite complicated.)

(The last thing is not because Kema was cheeky!)

(Because it's playful)

(I'm not joking ...)

Laura was holding her cheeks in tears.

(And what is a "goddess"?)

(In a nutshell ... I don't even know. I noticed that God was telling me to be there and use my strength to guide and raise people.)

(I don't really know)

(That's why I'm noble, godly and clever, and a nation-like warrior-Fumyue ~~~~~~~~~~)

The goddess is noble, godly and clever, and is a national warrior. remembered.

I returned to Lycia.

"It sounds like a very important role as far as I can tell, but why was it aimed at my life?"

"Speaking of my memory, the Holy Knight was demanding material money from those who sought relief, demanding material money to appoint a priest, and oppressing the weak. I was very careful because he came. ''

"Did the Holy Knight name Bishop Sama?"

"You said that you report to Paul Powell."

"No matter how you think it, it's a pattern you're trying to erase because it's getting in the way of doing something wrong."

"so that's how it is……"

"Is there a place to go?"

"I was thinking of the West Holy Knight, Rebel ..."

"Are you an acquaintance or a relative?"

"Neither, neither. In the first place, there is no one who can be called a close relative ..."

I looked at Rorona.

"I heard you're a clean knight who helps the weak and doesn't succumb to the strong."

"I went to the west, which is a desert, because there are so many people in need of it! I've never met you, but I thought it was just worth talking about!"

"Hmm ..."

But Rorona was frowning.

I understand my feelings.

"A pure good man is a good man, but if a scammer only has a reputation, it will be a" good man. "

Moved to the corner of the room.

Touching Rorona's ass without meaning, she asks.

(What do you think?)

(Haggu ...!)

Rorona shrugs and bites her lower lip.

Swallow your gaze left and right, looking down on your location.

(In this scene, the meaning of touching the ass ...?)

(Although not really)

(Kwon ...)

I asked while squeezing and rubbing.

(Please answer the questions)

(To be honest ... I don't know)

(Is that so)

(We at the Golden Plain say, "Trust is a jewel." While it is gorgeous and beautiful, there are many fake. There is also a saying, "Tomorrow's grace is returned to tomorrow.")

(What do you mean?)

(The benefits you receive should be returned, but the benefits you did not receive do not need to be returned. Trust and trust should be considered based on proven track record, and it is not possible to trust someone who has no benefit.) Is)

(I can't tell if you don't actually see them--

(Um)

Very realistic.

Well, but it's close to my idea.

(Well ... In that sense, what kind of Kema do you trust?

I'm a little nervous about the ugly places …… ♥)

Rorona is in solid mode, and sticks to me.

cute.

And the conclusion of the story is-.

"Will we go to the western desert?"

"Huh ?!"

Lycia screams insanely.

"Well, what is Kema ......... ♥"

"I'm Kema ..."

Rorona, who was stuck on the side, buried his face and rubbed in, and Femil stuck from the opposite side.

"Well, Kema is kind of a national warrior besides me.

Onnanoco except for me! "

Laura alone is looking away with her arms crossed.

I was obviously shining.

Lycia is puzzled.

"Well, no ... but ..."

"Did you not say? I'll let you through if it's troublesome, but I'll help you if you don't."

"It's not troublesome to go to the western desert ...?"

"It's light if you think it's a trip with a little assassin"

"You don't think it's light when the assassins are following you?"

"I don't mind the details"

"Is it fine?"

"For me"

"What ........."

It seems a little touched. Lycia's eyes are slightly moist.

However, he immediately noticed and scrubbed his eyes.

Say your hand on your chest.

"Still, I'm the Holy Priest of the Silver Dune! I'm sure you won't allow anyone else on the Golden Plain!"

"Is that so? Rorona"

"There's nothing like that ..."

"Hello ?!"

"Our Golden Plains, who do not worship a particular God, are more materialistic.

Conversely, it doesn't matter what the other person thinks about.

I think it would be extremely extremist. ''

"Can a priest be an assassin?"

"Blood flows when interests are involved, no matter what organization."

"Sure."

"Well ... That's why we focus on the spirit (Astral) to break away from material control ..."

“When do you leave?

"Let's listen to my story!

"I know what I mean, so answer the questions. When should I leave?"

"I'd like the sooner ..."

"I'm ready to go."

"Mii ..."

Lycia moans, holding her chest.

"What happened?"

"Various ..., too much forcing ...!"

The power to tighten Lithia's chest has increased. The clothes have wrinkles.

His face was as red as a maiden whose lips were forcibly robbed by an oppressed opponent.

There was no immunity to be aggressive, just to say the priest.