My Pet Is a Holy Maiden

That day.

Several men surrounded Tatsumi, who had left the temple gate.

Every man is a face I remember seeing once. But there was an obvious rush on the men's faces.

"I'm not letting you get away with this today! Come on, if we don't deliver, we'll have a chance."

Apparently, Larik, their employer, is also in a hurry by the men who will never be able to catch Tatsumi.

Until today, Tatsumi was always on the run.

That's what I did at Giuseppe's behest, but just how often I get tangled up with guys with bad patterns is intolerable even for him.

But that's not until today either. Giuseppe gave me new instructions, so I don't need to run away anymore.

"That was just fine. Even over here, I'm glad you came out like this. It's going to be tough to find you here."

Tatsumi laughs with a grin as she is surrounded by a few gorots.

To that spare look, the men frown in surprise. But I didn't know why Tatsumi could afford them, who lived faster than I thought.

"Ahhh? I don't know what you're talking about. Cancer, Cora? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. If I'm being honest with you, why don't you kamben me with one of your hands and feet?

"No, it's up to you to stick with me."

It was the moment Tatsumi said so.

Behind Tatsumi, several cleric warriors, more fully armed than the main entrance to the temple, popped up.

No matter how much I remember in my arms, there is no way that the city's Gorotsky degree rivals a fully armed cleric warrior.

It was at first the men who snorted roughly and bladed at the cleric warriors, but were caught lightly suppressed.

"Hey, Tatsumi. You've had a hard time getting away until today."

It was a cleric warrior I knew who spoke to Tatsumi. He, too, had been asked about Giuseppe's plans, and was the couch who waited and nodded until today's turn came.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience. Looks like Mr. Giuseppe is finally ready."

"Apparently. Honestly, it was depressing for these guys to wander around the temple. The general faithful were starting to complain, and we were finally cleared out of it."

"Thank you"

"Look, we know exactly how hard you work every day. Certainly, some people will say they will not acknowledge you and Master Calcedonia. But at least you and Calcedonia are on your side."

The cleric warriors who captured the Gorotsuki show each with a thumb up his right hand.

"If you work out with Tatsumi, you'll have more opportunities for Calcedonia-like to treat you. I'm looking forward to that."

"Yes, yes. At least my real aim is the healing magic of Master Calcedonia, right? It's never for you, is it?

"I don't know what to say. When you found out there was someone trying to break up Tatsumi and Master Calcedonia, you were as outraged as you were."

"Become!? No, no, that's it!? Or more than just being one of those people I trained with... and I'm a Savior cleric, too. I can't tolerate imitations that force two people firmly bonded apart!!"

Clerical warriors laughing at each other.

To the care of his senior cleric warriors, Tatsumi once again bowed his head deeply.

The day after Tatsumi and the others made one disturbance in front of the temple.

Giuseppe was to respond to a sudden guest who jumped in first thing in the morning.

That said, the guest's visit was what I expected. I just didn't expect Giuseppe until that visit was first thing in the morning, either.

"Welcome to the Temple of Savaivo. Countess Galgardon."

One of the temple's reception rooms. Giuseppe, who enters there, makes a welcoming remark to the Guest.

In contrast, the guests who were in the reception room also stand up and welcome Giuseppe while following the family-like figure behind them.

"I'm so sorry I suddenly pushed you at such a time."

─ ─ If that's what you think, why don't you think about the time you'll come if you make a promise in advance?

Though so poisoned in his heart, Giuseppe smiles and recommends the chair to the Countess of Galgardon--Sienaquaria Galgardon.

"And what can I do for you today?

"Yes, underneath. I came here today to set a formal date for the marriage ceremony between Calcedonia, my adopted daughter, and Larik, the son of my Gargardon family."

With a smile on his face, Sienaquaria said so with no cowardice as she settled her hips on the chair, shaking her body to blow it too plump.

Meanwhile, around that time.

An unexpected guest was also visiting the Gargardon family mansion, where his wife and son went out to the Temple of Savaivo.

"I'm suddenly sorry, Count Galgardon"

"Yes, no, not at all. So, what are you doing at home today...?

An unexpected guest, no, too big a guest in front, Count Almond Galgardon responds as he wipes his sweat.

"Actually, I need to talk to you about your wife and your man. Could you just give me a little bit of your time?

and the former Duchess of Elisia Quarrotto looked at the almond in front of her with a cold and harsh gaze.

"Hmm. Is it the day of the marriage of the adopted daughter of Noun and the son of your Lord? Well, it's the first time I've heard of Karse and Lord Larike getting married."

Giuseppe is deliberately refreshing.

"Oh, was that so? But I have heard from my son that Calcedonia is a compassionate relationship. Let it be in accordance with the will of the patron saviour of marriage that the two loved ones are married. May I have your grace here and bless the two young men? Of course, even if you are my Galgardon family, we want to do everything we can to help. This is true for the Temple of Savaivo, but also for the individuals under his command... we have quite a thank you for that. It's never a loss to relate to our Galgardon family, is it?

No, and both cheeks of Sienaquaria sagging with fat catch. Apparently, Giuseppe figured out that he laughed.

"Well, thank you personally..."?

Sienaquaria's cheeks lifted even more as Giuseppe caught her eyebrows as she was intrigued.

"Yes, of course, we have the right amount under you."

Sienaquaria looks back to her family, who refrained behind her back. Correspondingly, the family took out a bag that sounded like a razor metal from the bag they had brought with them.

"Go ahead, give it to me, go under."

The family silently offers the bag and Sienaquaria recommends it to Giuseppe.

And Giuseppe reached for the bag with a delightful look.

Larik was waiting in another reception room while his mother, Sienaquaria, spoke to Giuseppe.

A young male cleric brews tea in the guest larike and, after serving it, quietly exits the reception room.

Larik stared at the look of it as if it wasn't even funny. Waiting for the mother to come back as she raised and lowered her nail tips in frustration.

But the unconventional Larik quickly spares no time. Nevertheless, to the extent that I left it to frustration here and not to ramble it out, Larik also had a distinction.

Larik stands, sits, and walks around the reception room to distract boredom.

As he was doing so, a voice accidentally rang from across the door.

"Excuse me. Is Lady Larike Galgardon coming this way?

As soon as I heard that voice, Larik's face glowed. Because the voice has been one he has never forgotten for a day since he first heard it.

Larik hastily approached the door and pulled it open without checking who was outside.

"Ko, this is Lord Calcedonia. Oh, it's been a while!

"Yes, it's been a long time, Master Larik"

"And, why is Lord Calcedonia here...?

Pushing and killing joy, Larik manages to dress as calm.

"Yes. My grandfather told me to talk to Larik because he would be bored. May I join you?

"And of course. It's a cramped room, but go ahead."

Forgetting also that this is the reception room of the temple, the risen Larik invited Calcedonia in.

"Actually, I've been baking sweets for Master Larike to eat. Would you like to have it?

"Mm, whatever! Lord Calcedonia's handmade treats will please you!

Calcedonia nodded at Larik's words, looking back and slapping her hand.

Correspondingly, three male clerics come into the reception room as they push a trolley carrying tea and sweets.

When the priests were ready for tea and sweets, they refrained on the wall as they were servants.

Larik, a nobleman and in constant contact with servants of such an attitude, did not care much about the clerics who refrained, but carried the sweets into his mouth as recommended by Calcedonia.

At that time, without realizing that there was a meaningful grin in Calcedonia's mouth.

Take the bag offered, and Giuseppe ascertains its weight as she gently throws it up.

And then we turn our gaze to Sienaquaria.

Only then did Sienaquaria also perceive what Giuseppe was trying to say, giving new instructions to her family.

The family took a bag the same size as earlier from the bag. Of course, this time there's still a slight metal noise.

Giuseppe smiles when she sees it. Sienaquaria smiles in the same way that the Supreme Priest thought he was satisfied.

Giuseppe, however, threw the bags he had received on his desk unconstitutionally.

The mouth of the bag opens and there is zero silver coin coming out of it.

But Sienaquaria looked straight at Giuseppe, not where she cared about it.

Until then, Giuseppe had a good grin on people. But now I'm not even trying to hide my flashy expression.

What the hell touched his mind? Sienaquaria thinks desperately.

Was the delivery less expensive? Or would something else have been better, not silver coins?

With that said, the High Priest is also famous as a collector of magic seals. Has it offended my mood because I didn't give away demon seals, not silver coins, etc.?

When Sienaquaria rushed to fix it.

A low, and majestic voice echoing from the bottom of the earth struck the ears of Sienaquaria.

"... are you making fun of this nonsense?

"Huh? Yes, no, never..."

Sienaquaria with a smile and a loving laugh. The sound of thunderbolting his ears.

"This...... fool ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

When Larik was talking about the unstoppable as he drummed his tongue on Calcedonian confectionery.

The earthy fury was even heard in the reception room with Calcedonia a little further away.

"Hey, what's up, what's your voice now... Huh!?"

"Perhaps someone has pissed off those who should never be pissed off"

Larik lifts his hips unexpectedly in surprise at his anger and looks around him slightly. In contrast, Calcedonia sipped a sip of fragrant tea from the cup while remaining flat.

"Why, you must never piss me off...? Mmm...?

A risen larike slowly leans his body as if he had woken up even in dizziness and falls straight into the floor.

"Ko, is this...?

"It's a bit of a paralysis pill. Don't worry, it won't work as soon as it's not that powerful."

Calcedonia said so with a clear face, looking back to the clerics who were holding back behind her.

"Okay, Mr. Bath, Mr. Needs. Please do as you're told."

I understand, Master Calcedonia.

"I'll take care of it"

Two of the three clerics who had refrained behind Calcedonia, Bath and Needs, tie up a larike that cannot be moved with medication when they take out the rope they had left sneaking in the trolley.

"Ko, what the hell are you imitating, Calcedonia?!? How could you give my beloved me drugs...?

"Surely, as someone who serves God, it is not that he was praised for using the kind of medicine... but it is the gift of human wisdom that uses the most effective means depending on the circumstances, isn't it? Fortunately, I'm not the one with the medicine that hurts my conscience."

Calcedonia smiling. But something cold crawls up Larik's spine in a swordswallowing atmosphere that hides behind that smile.

"Oh, yeah, that was why you used the pills, wasn't it? That's simply because I don't have trouble getting raped by you. You're listening, aren't you? That you have a habit of destroying your room conditioner in frustration. This room is for once a room to welcome the noble, and I am quite concerned about conditioning, etc. You don't want to destroy the conditioning you bought from your precious temple fortune at your whim or on the eighth. And then..."

Sooo.

Calcedonia's red balls (ruby) eyes narrow even when she is pregnant.

"─ ─ ─ There's only one person I love. I've never loved anyone but that one. Don't talk about my feelings on your own?

If the coldly said Calcedonia finally moves her gaze, the needs that responded to it stick the borough cloth into Larike's mouth.

At that time, his hand was trembling slightly for what reason?

Having confirmed that, Calcedonia moved to the side of the last cleric who had refrained behind her back.

Apparently, the last cleric held back behind Calcedonia all the time in case Larik burst out.

To such a cleric, Calcedonia rubs its body with joy.

"The only person I love... is this one."

Unlike earlier, with just a dazzling smile that bounces light and blooms.

Calcedonia let its cherry-colored poor lips touch the cheeks of its cleric, Tatsumi, who stood next to her to show off to Laraic.