Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

The cathedral, which had set foot for a long time, was cancer, without any sign of man.

Stained glass nestled in high ceilings remains intact, but both the spiritual paintings hung on the walls and the spiritual statues placed everywhere have disappeared.

(What...? When did it become such a killing landscape)

It's the first time I've been to the diocese since the Harald disaster.

Confused that nearly twenty gold coins worth of treasure were disappearing, Leo stepped inside in awe.

Footsteps echo on this, this, and the stone floor.

"Um..."

I tried calling him, but he didn't answer.

"Isn't he in office yet?

"Right...... in time, it's not weird that I'm already in the cathedral"

Bianca and Natalia also frown in confusion.

and

"Ah."

Leo, who was walking to the front of the altar, raised his voice when he noticed "something" squatting at its feet.

Specifically, a man.

He drags down the spiritual cloth, thinking that many of them were hung on the altar, and lays on top of it.

His cheek-supported face with a disappointing one arm was sneaking, sneering irregularly.

"-... who is it?

"... I don't think so..."

Natalia brings her face closer to a man sleeping in such a frightening way as to draw the edge of her lips all the way down.

"... the new Superintendent Suheiden..."

"What?

Bianca peeled her eyes off a bit.

You reacted to that voice,

"-... huh?"

The lid of the man in front of me moves tingly.

He opened his eyes all the time, often wandering his gaze around, then rose to the spot in a carefree motion.

Was it about half thirty when I was a year old?

Though it is the white robe that holds it together like a mentor, the long body is covered with disappointing muscles, and by the way, the peeping skin is burned to the sun.

Her hair is like gold tea reminiscent of a lion, her sharp eyes are amber.

He is quite a man, coarsely shredded but with a masculine hue on his thick lips.

(of what? If you call the prince brilliant and Senior Oscar harsh, this man is... Choi Bad (wal) Carnivorous?)

The level of the word doesn't seem to fit, but Leo's candid sentiment was that.

Or what is this college? Is it facial adoption?

The handsome ratio is too high to make me angry.

Leo missed Senior Kuvanz, who has a unilaterally futsmen alliance in his heart.

"Are you... Gustav Suheiden?

Seriously, it was Bianca who looked at the other person and whined like a surprise.

Apparently, she knew the name of this carnivorous instructor.

"Oh? Yeah."

Choi Bad Wind Instructor - When Gustav answers without even using a word of respect, finally, Bianca says, "Well...!," she tided her cheeks.

"It's an honor to meet you! To Gustav Suheiden Saint Knight, the proud holy sword of the Empire, a living legend said to have made a thousand slaughters in the earlier Eland Jihad!

"-... Huh!"

Leo, who was listening beside him, was about to erupt in danger.

(Sexual Sword!? Thousand slain!? Sex Knight!? What a story on parade!

The two painful names of aristocratic preference are hilarious, but the title was too bumpy to run out.

Leo isn't as good as that, but if the orphanage folks who don't love the lower stuff hear about it - they seem to be risking their lives on how many "fuck" and "boob" words they pronounce to spend their days - the other ten days are a must laugh.

Leo didn't know that even his two names were completely becoming entrenched in the "Virgin of Abnegation".

(Puku... Yabe, it's a pheromone. The leaky carnivorous face is too much of a story...!

I also forget the spinal reflex objection to the handsome guy I held until earlier, chucking my mouth with the power of my will that I'm about to laugh out.

What did Bianca think of the girl who stretched her body, she changed her expression all the time and rushed out to buy an introduction and an explanation to her surroundings.

"Oh, but I'm late. I am a junior Dean of this College, Bianca von Weitzzecker. This is Leonora von Harkenberg, a freshman, to Natalia von Klingbail of the Student Council. - Leonora, you don't have to be scared. This is a knight among the knights, an exemplary saint of the Imperial Boy."

According to Bianca, a holy knight is the Church's own knighthood, which consists of excellent mentors in martial arts.

Without insulting his mentor, he said that his martial arts go hand in hand with his spiritual powers, as well as with the Knights of the Purple Dragon led by the Hou of Harkenberg.

Nevertheless, Gustav Suheiden, due to the strength of his unique spiritual powers, loved by a wide variety of spirits, and his excellent sword skills, as well as his rare power of control, meant that thirteen years ago, in the Errand invasion, he was twenty years weak and yet showed no less work to the hosts.

It seems so celebrity that no one knows if you are a lady who admires a fierce man, or a boy who dreams of adventure, but Leo didn't know him at all because Bruno has escaped precisely that scourge of war, usually avoiding those stories as much as he could, and because he lived with more interest in gold than in good-looking men, in money making more money than in adventure.

"Well... you know..."

Speaking of Natalia, although she knew it in her knowledge, she couldn't quite connect the carefree man in front of her with the image of the Holy Knight, which is even legendary, making her eyes squeeze.

Got the attention of the triplets, when it came to Gustav at the time,

"Hi."

And all I did was gently flaunt that glistening shoulder.

(Yabe! Kaki-kun! Funny!

No, if you look at it without knowing anything, even if you take one of those tricks, it's full of the color of an adult man, or the charm of dripping, but as for Leo, I can't help laughing at the combination of his earlier designation and all this haunting behavior.

Or is it okay for a person who has become a mentor with a college to take a nap with a spiritual cloth underneath? Is it okay to take an unscrupulous attitude towards the royal opponent?

No, no, I'm sure there's no problem. Because he's a thousand cutthroat sexual knights. Because it's all a story.

If you've had a hard time enjoying what you're about to nibble at,

"... it's Leonora von Harkenberg...?

Leo finally remembered what to do, as Gustav groaned blurredly with a seductive bass.

"Nice to meet you. Leonora von Harkenberg, my name is. Well, all of a sudden, I was wondering if you could keep this painting."

At first, I thought it would be awkward, but if possible, I would ask the church to keep this ominous painting.

"This... is a pretty fine painting..."

While perplexed by the abrupt offer, Leo overlaid his sales talks with Gustav opponents who blinded themselves to the beauty of the painting.

"Contemporary, famous painter, Mr. Gaephardt Anheiser, drew. Latest! Small pieces, usually and picturesque, different, but for that matter, from now on, it will definitely be worth it!

Replacing the negative side with the positive is fundamental to the merchant.

(If you can, I'd like to fold it here, in addition to the discount, but hey, I don't have the ingredients...!

Leo, it's quite a drain.

I was in the mood to tongue, but okay, I decided to meditate my eyes on myself because the purpose of this one is not to make money, but to dispose of paintings.

…………

Gustav narrowed his sharp eyes, somewhat reminiscent of the raptors, and remained silent for a while.

Somewhat,

"... this to the church?

"Yes! Please!

Leo nods back forcefully, as he asks pompous.

Then he carved a fuzzy nihil grin on one cheek.

"... are you going to impose it?

To that statement, it was Natalia and Bianca who frowned.

They know that the Church is badly undermining trust and gasping for distress due to the Harald disaster.

I didn't know this girl would say anything to save it with sincere goodwill, as if it were hypocrisy.

"Huh?"

"So I'm asking if you intend to save us."

Gustav lay more words on the girl who shook her gaze as bewildered.

"Hey, Master Suheiden -"

He's a holy knight until earlier. I also forget he had his eyes on the heart, and moves forward so Bianca can shelter the girl.

But the girl told me to block it.

"No.... me, myself, to save, to"

"Heh."

Gustav ironically lifted the edge of his lips to the girl, who had broken her teeth and laid her eyes down to shame herself.

He receives a small canvas and slaps himself on the shoulder in the corner.

Thus, he gave slight bow to its length and whispered softly closer to the girl.

"If that's how conscious you seem, I'll take it."

It's like whispering goodwill.

Natalia raised her voice when she saw the girl shook her shoulder frightened.

"Dear Gustav Suheiden!

"Am I?"

A coarsely shredded, manly face turns around.

Taking an unfamiliar kind of gaze, Natalia continued unconsciously blushing her cheeks.

"It seems to be a pleasure to offer, but how about that? Though the coming out of the Holy Knight weighs more on the martial arts than the stillness, you are now a collegiate mentor. Make young students recognize goodwill from their hearts, like hypocrisy, etc."

"Ha"

Gustav laughed spirally.

That was like a lion's snort, a kind of grin that was not meant to provoke, but that would be equipped with nature and power.

He soared up Natalia's jaw as he reached for that long right hand.

"You don't understand, do you?

"………………"

Ku, and every jaw is pulled, and Natalia strengthens her body.

(Ooh, ooh! Raw 'Jaw Qui'!

He also had the painting taken away, and when it came to the unnerving Leo, he watched the two of them swallow.

This guy named Gustav, around spotting Leo's bottom, who was trying to push the painting by saying things in good shape, is hard to insult, but he still sounds like a story.

(No, no, I like you, don't I? That's what I call a geisha who can bend his character. I almost sprayed it though. even so, oh, this is another exemplary jaw quiz like the one painted on the picture)

When I was made a prince, I felt nothing but danger for my life and chills, but seeing people do it is something else.

Leo glanced at the situation with the feeling of watching over the new artist, exactly like halving other HR - the feeling of glitching and curiosity.

"Because I became a college instructor, I think I coached students who couldn't tell the difference between things."

"............ Become!

and is rare for a standing natalia with a valve, which is made gustav but remains.

No, her face is redder than any she's ever seen, her eyes moisturized - she seems pretty upset.

Well, Bianca shrugged at Leo, who tilted his neck, at a time as if to explain.

"... not good. My jaw quisitu by the Desert King (Seek) system is Natalia's sister's mine..."

(Seek or situ?

From place to place, Leo gets pinched with words he's unfamiliar with.

Is it a term for a novel for girls or something because women in orphanages sometimes use similar words?

Even bright in the sensual novel genre from Eland, the romance novel was unprofessional. Leo tilted his neck.

"Dear Natalia, Seeksitu, is it a mine?

"You don't have to remember those words, Leonora.... Natalia, you're having trouble with your sister's beginnings."

Blurring the second half at a volume that Leo wouldn't even hear, Bianca, now accustomed to the man's appearance being more than a warrant there, broke in between them.

"Master Suheiden, please let me go. From what I can tell, you both seem to be winning too much emotion."

Drifting the power of the princess, who had recently come together, Gustav let go, as he had been reminded, as Natalia had also returned to me.

"Oh man, totally ruined my nap"

Gustav didn't even hide how he was feeling, "I'll take the painting. Thank you very much," he said, turning back his heel.

Seeing him dragging a subtle spiritual cloth, he also seemed to cage himself back to sleep in the penance room in the back.

Speaking of Natalia, on the other hand, she's still following the man's back with a blurred look somewhere.

"Dear Natalia, are you okay?

As soon as I called, I looked up,

"Huh? Yeah? Not at all. But what?

I answered with a big, fast mouth, so Leo kind of learned to smile and feel worried.

(Something tells me this guy's really not used to guys)

Natalia kneels down for reasons I'm not sure about, or suddenly sticks to the type of guy - the earlier interaction with Gustav unfortunately just seemed like it to Leo - a strange woman, but often helps Leo with his homework for free, a good guy.

(If he's about to fool me, I'll beat him up about the guy)

For one thing, Leo, neat by pressing an ominous painting, left the diocese with the Biancas, cementing such a determination the day after tomorrow.