Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

The two of them couldn't hide their surprises from Chris, who said it out of the blue.

Speaking of mentors, he is one of the top Karst elites, having attended specialized religious schools from an early age and had a different first-class education from Imperial College.

In those who gain the title of wise man and reign at the top of the church, and those who manage the cathedral of the town, there is a lot of darkness in power, but nevertheless must belong to a higher status, out of step, compared to a single townsman.

Nevertheless, I didn't know you would call yourself just a bakery.

"Huh...? Instructor......!? 'Was'......!?

"Excuse me, Mr. Chris... No, because Mr. Chris was involved in the riot the other day?

The squire carefully and boldly cuts into the circumstances of Chris, approximating the master who clogs the less words of agitation.

"Well, you know," Chris nodded, looking a little bad.

"It must have been Harald's fault, right? That completely pissed off some of our citizens." You were going to hand out bread and get in our mood, don't be ridiculous, "he said." You brought a stone in. "

"That was tough..."

Apparently, he knows the outline. Kai is magically hammering, but Leo, who was asking beside him, said, "Huh...?" and stiffened his body.

(Didn't a riot revolve around the amount of bread......!?

I rush back to my conversation with Lena, but she certainly didn't say what the amount was.

"The royals, they are all equally brilliant eyebrows, and they have immense magic, so to speak, they make themselves absolute monarchs throughout the empire and admire them, don't they? Looks like you couldn't quite forgive me for imitating a church that doesn't resent it. Many have stopped going to church, and to some Royal fans, squeeze their scores and let them in, like,"

It was troublesome, and Leo faded slightly to Chris, who put his hand on his cheek.

(The aftermath of the hahahahahahahaha laruto's evil, in that way......!?

As for Leo, he just inadvertently smashed Harald's ambition with his accomplishments, and since no one talks about it in front of Leo afterwards, Harald's scourge, which he somehow thought had nothing to do with his past.

I didn't know that was tormenting the person in front of me in its current progression.

(I mean, that's my fault that Mr. Chris stopped being an elite mentor!? Because I exposed Dr. Harald's ambitions in that way!?

No, of course I don't think it's a good idea to plan it, but Leo, too, exposed it in such a hustle and bustle way that there would be one end to the cause.

By now, I had finally come to the impression of the impact of what I had caused, staring at Kai in a painful gaze beside me as he was turning bright blue.

"Oh, you know, riots, you know, specifically, what..."

According to Lena, Fussheim Church must have been under fire.

What if a citizen mobbed by church hatred set fire to the diocese because of it - Leo finally doesn't know how to apologize to Chris.

"Huh? So some of the citizens came aboard the cathedral at night in a tremendous shape"

Has it set fire to it?

"Come to me in the cathedral, where you will find no one else to teach you tomorrow's bread."

So did it explode?

"And so they..."

Leo almost cried and waited for the words to follow.

Did they hit her? Did you throw a stone at it? Did you try to burn him to death?

If that's the case, how the hell am I supposed to make amends for what I've been through?

Chris lay down his eyes to remember the sights of the past, hugging his own arms all the time and telling them in a low voice.

"You told me." How can you eat your baked shitty bread? "

Leo, huh? I thought.

(Huh? There?

Is that the point of making it to (...) and trembling and talking about it?

No, no, maybe he set fire to it afterwards.

I kept my mysterious face and listened, but the "riot" climax where Chris talks seemed to be that.

"I also stuck around and said back, that's terrible, you guys, I didn't always eat bread because it was delicious. But they laughed - they looked like they made a fool out of themselves - and said: 'I was just eating because it's free. Otherwise, who eats such, watery bread'"

…………

Leo and Kai frowned like, "Yeah..."

Even though the narrative is serial, the content is mere rhetoric. And I didn't know the bread was watery.

Chris carved a grin as if to mock himself all the time and continued with his comatose (crusty) colored eyes.

"Sure, my guardian spirit- the main sperm was a water spirit- so many times she served too much, too much water, and the baked bread was a little fuzzy. But because I enjoyed the feeling of being snug and sucking for that matter - I was so proud of myself. I was arrogant. Nonetheless, I was trapped in a greedy heart trying to get people to praise me, and I was enraged when they pointed out the facts...... I've put together three evils that the Spirit hates... and I don't deserve to be a mentor anymore."

Is that about "arrogance," "greed," or "anger"?

Such a penniless vice, I never heard of anything else.

"Also... hello, so, give me a mentor...?

"That's right."

Nodding heavily, Chris stared at his own palm.

"I cried. I blamed myself, and for a moment I almost resented people. But I thought. If they thought it was" fucking bad bread, "you should be able to bake" super good bread. If it shouldn't be watery, I just need to distance myself from the Spirit of Water and take care of the Spirit of Fire. That's how I became a cheap baker and would definitely give them back...!

(Yep, yep!? Are you determined in that direction?

Leo looked up to Chris' determination as he ran up the diagonal.

By the way, around Emmy Rio and the others pointing out, "Bazaar has no place for Leo," and determined, "Then I'll earn them in a different way and give them back," the two were the owners of an idea that seemed to be connected somewhere at at the root, but each other never noticed it.

"Um, didn't the mobbed citizen set fire to the diocese...?

When Kai asked terribly, Chris said, "Huh?" I even ask back as if I were surprised.

"What, that. They cursed at me all the time, and they left looking for other mentors."

"Huh."

When Kai asked if she knew that Husheim Church had been caught in the fire just in case, she was stunned with her eyes wide open.

Anything, ever since I ran out of church in my memory, they hadn't grasped the news around it at all because they were going to the barn zone to inspect wheat and to launch bakeries from all over the place into martial arts training as a turnaround.

"The Church of Fussheim is now in ruins."

"What!?

"Instructor, missing," it seems.

"Eh, me, I'm going to be a bakery, I left a resignation!

That's where Chris got a stiff look.

Summarizing what she had said, she wondered if the forgotten candle fire had spread throughout the cathedral "in good shape" and burned every resignation because she had made a statement on the spot choosing the Spirit of Fire.

Besides, I was wondering if the suddenly cheated dressed water spirits persisted and didn't turn it off.

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Along the way, Leo, who had listened to the story rather thoughtfully, felt somewhat like a shoulder watermark to the unfortunate development in general.

(What, the Spirit says he's in good shape... insistent...)

I'm going to feel frightened through intimacy at their appearance, which is so much more humane than I thought.

Chris creases between his eyebrows a long time ago, approaching Leo with a distant eye.

"But it's still weird, I can't believe you treated me like I was missing. Even though the resignation was burned, I sent a letter to my brother. He said he would stop being a mentor and train as much as possible in a bakery. Don't ask me for later."

Indeed, in the Weitz Empire, if the relatives do not take the procedure, they will not be treated as missing or dead.

If my brother and I were reading the letter, it was odd that Chris was being treated as missing.

"Letters, properly, posted, did you?

"Hey, I got it right out."

She says she even pushed the mailman to make sure it arrived.

Then is there any difference and the content has been misunderstood or something?

"By the way, specifically, what, did you write it?

"Just like that, huh? I was shocked to be stuffed by some people, but if you ask me, you're right, I don't qualify as a mentor anymore. So when you give this self to the Spirit of Fire and you work out from your soul. I believe the day will come when I'll see you again, and I'll ask for you later."

"Oh,... Huh!

That's a suicide note! And Leo screamed - burned his throat.

Although it would be nice if we had listened in advance to Chris' passion and determination for bread, we would generally only be perceived as "committing suicide by burning ourselves", "purifying our souls" and "receiving a new life" if we said "give ourselves to the Spirit of Fire", "train our souls" and "rebirth".

When I think of the shock my brother would have suffered, I'm going to even cry.

"K, Mr. Chris, maybe, that, misunderstanding......!

"Dear Chris. Unfortunately, my brother, did you read the letter as a suicide note?"

Even if pointed out from both directions, Chris said properly, "Uh, why?" He has a face.

Leo followed,

(Damn, they misunderstand me around because I don't have enough words for that!

and I put a huge scratch in my heart.

If Lena had listened to the whining of her heart, she would have said, "I don't want you to be the only one! I would have screamed."

"... for a moment, brother, I'll write to you again or see you, I think you should"

"Really?"

Chris is still tilting his neck properly.

Weakened by its swallowing, Leo, on the other hand, stroked his chest down. If that means she didn't get that serious, I've never been over it.

(No... but it just means that Mr. Chris was okay, and the church itself took considerable damage from the Harald disaster...)

Not all of that responsibility lay with Leo, but he still felt guilty.

How hard it would be if I stopped getting donations. Even spirits wouldn't like to work without pay.

The church that tried twice to take Leo's precious balls is a presence of fear, but it's true that they've been giving me bread rations for a long time.

If Leo hadn't exposed himself like that, a smarter adult might have handled the good in secret.

Leo clouded his face.

"- Leo? What's the matter with you?

"... no. Hey......"

I just don't feel guilty, I can't say, Leo leaned down.

For once outside the orphanage, I'm going to hide the identity of the noble lady, so there's no way I can say here that it's "actually me, in a disastrous sense, a party" or anything.

But when Chris blinked two or three times, he put on a soft grin and told him:

"... that's not what bothers you, Leo.... No"

Dear Leonora von Harkenberg,

To that quiet voice, Leo looks up unexpectedly.

The clutter around me felt like I had left for a moment.