My Pet Is a Holy Maiden

Large room with brilliant decoration.

All the condiments placed in this room are expensive at a glance.

It is the authenticity of the first-class craftsmen, infused with time and skill, whose authentic and expensive conditioning is well calculated and arranged so that the goods do not fall back.

Inside such a luxurious room, three humans were gathered.

They arrive at a large circular table, converse thoughtfully and enjoy the tea and tea treats that are available.

Doing so, the only door in this room is knocked quietly from the outside.

"The arrival of the High Priest of the Temple of Savaivo, Giuseppe Chrysoprese"

After a break in voice and a breath, the door to the room slowly opened.

And there you are just the person whose voice told you earlier.

"Hey, I'm sorry. It's late. Wow."

Giuseppe enters the room with a cheeky laugh, as usual, without any particularly bad wind.

Wrapped around a coat of law that only the Supreme Priest is allowed to wear, with a luxurious decoration that does not even take a pull on the decoration of the room, Giuseppe naturally lowers her back to the seats that were vacant before someone recommended her, as if crossing the room in dignity.

"It's late. Are you finally busy, Giuseppe?

A man sitting next to that seat, still wrapped in a luxurious coat of law, told Giuseppe as he glanced sideways.

"Well, you're still busy. It's not you. You're still so busy with this."

"Oh, did you? From what I've heard, I've been raising heat on a certain young man lately, and he's been alone in his room all the time. Oh man, I didn't know you and the Supreme Priest of the Patron of Marriage would run on the path of homosexuality...... true, lamentable"

Just sitting back in the seat that hits Giuseppe face to face, a woman in brilliant law squeezes her hands together and squeals the words of prayer to God in her mouth.

"Who's gay, who's gay. Non has a fine wife, children and grandchildren. Surely it's not true that there are young people here who look at you."

Behind Giuseppe's brain, who said so, emerges a figure of one young man who can be described these days as a direct disciple.

"Hey, Giuseppe's grandfather. No. You mean the second generation of rumored Heaven? Are you sure he's the Wizard of Heaven?

The few humans gathered in this room today were mostly about the same age as Giuseppe.

The only man among them, in his mid-thirties and as luxurious as the others, asks Giuseppe a question with a look of intrigue.

"Hmm. Without a doubt, the one has the magic of" Heaven ". The golden magic light that just blows up from his body... I'm sure of that with my eyes. Moreover, these days, I have been able to activate the magic of" Heaven ", starting with" Moment Transfer "quite freely."

Giuseppe's expression is like a favorite grandfather bragging about his grandson.

The other three who saw it each reacted differently.

A man of the same age as Giuseppe in a suit of law snorted remorsefully.

"... Hmm. The Virgin is called the Wizard of Heaven, how come only your temple has the same talent... Damn, I envy you!!"

Though old, the only woman on this scene shrugged her shoulders.

"Oh, well. I guess you didn't really get into the male path, did you?

And the men of the thirties seemed even more intrigued and sparkled their eyes.

"Ugh, is that really true! What do you say, Grandpa? That man, will you give me my temple? Look, if you leave it to me, I'll tailor you to the strongest warrior in the country, okay? Whatever, you can be my daughter's son-in-law. So the rumor" Heaven "is my righteous breath? Wow, don't burn anything!

A man who is in a good mood for his words. But naturally, Giuseppe couldn't have taken this offer.

"Why do we have to take him to the temple? Besides, your daughter is only ten years old. First, he has already decided to be the son-in-law of Nong's granddaughter. I swear to God Savaivo that I am officially engaged after he has served as a witness."

Like a child bragging about his new toys, Giuseppe laughs with pleasure as he looks around together.

"Well, why don't we get to the bottom of this? I didn't come together today to brag about my granddaughter's son-in-law."

"You're the one who started bragging."

That's what I said with a recalcitrant look was Gurgnard Armart, the supreme priest of the Order of the Dalagabe, the god of the sea.

"But I agree to get to the point. I'm never free, either, am I?

That is the word of Mairina Kiscato, Supreme Priest of the Temple of Gravabi, the Xiaoyue God.

"Chi, I knew Grandpa wouldn't let go so easily. But you want to meet the second generation of Heaven in person once!

It is Bugarank Ishkan, the Supreme Priest of the temple of Golaiba, the Sun God, who shines his eyes on expectations.

The supreme priests of each of the four great gods' denominations in this kingdom of Largofiri are gathered in this room.

"So, are we going to discuss it? of what each temple will do and what role it will play in the next New Year's Festival."

That day, as usual, when Tatsumi was receiving magic guides from Giuseppe and various teachings in the temple and in this world.

"Huh? The Supreme Priests of each temple meet in person......?

"Mm-hmm. Usually the exchanges and folds between the temples don't have to be bothered. Only annual New Year's festival meetings are routinely held directly between the Supreme Priests."

While dealing with a white, splendid beard, some upbeat Giuseppe answered Tatsumi's question.

"The first thing each temple receives every year is cooperation in policing. Usually the national guards have city policing, but there are more people during festivals, and naturally more crimes aimed at them if there are more people. Some others float in the festive atmosphere and take off their wings, while others quarrel with the drunken momentum. For this reason, every year we work with the country and the temples to maintain security. Regardless, this will be the service of cleric warriors, so please help the Lord."

To the words of Giuseppe, Tatsumi nods strangely.

It is somewhat unfortunate that work enters during the festival, but there is no alternative to this being a role as well.

"Other services for the wounded and the sick are not part of the work of the temple. Well, this is Calse, anyway, not directly related to my son-in-law."

If it were a festival, some would be too floating and out of shape, and others would be injured from eating too much, getting too drunk on alcohol, fighting, etc.

The rescuer will be assigned someone who is good at healing magic, so Calcedonia must be turned that way.

"Others are not hosted by each temple."

"What do you do?

"Every year, the temple of the Sun God is a competition in which ordinary people participate. It's not a game of swords and riding spears like the nobles, it's a bare-handed competition."

According to Giuseppe, this country has a unique competition called "Gish".

From what Tatsumi has heard, this competition is similar to wrestling, and it is better to win if you put the combined opponent's back on the ground while standing.

At that time, direct blows such as kicking the opponent are also allowed, which may be described as a more drastic competition than wrestling for that matter.

They say the Temple of the Sun God hosts this Gish competition every year.

"In the temple of Xiaoyue God, do not hunt for treasure in the suburban woods. A few traps and stuff, dive through them and find the treasure, and the treasure you find becomes your own."

Nevertheless, when it comes to treasure, it's not that expensive, and in Tatsumi's sense, it's all like a prize for the shopping district's discount.

However, only one expensive treasure is hidden, and many participants gather each year to see it flourish.

Tatsumi was convinced that this was also a special prize trip to Hawaii in terms of shopping district discounts.

But the woods in the suburbs are quite large, so it's hard to find treasure, he said. You think there are only a few people in the past who have searched brilliantly for special prizes, especially because special prizes are hidden in their minds?

Moreover, since the suburban forest is the stage, no matter how many security cleric warriors are placed in each location, there have also been participants in the past who have sometimes been injured in bowls with dangerous beasts or lost their lives, very rarely.

Still, they gather a lot of participants in this event every year.

"There is no competitive event at the temple of the Marine God, and every year we offer free booze and meals. Even though it's an annual festival, the city's residents aren't all wealthy. Again, the common people have a good reputation."

Neither do those who live in the Wang capital or its suburbs, all of whom can afford to live.

Some of them are having trouble living that day. For such, the festival liquor and cuisine behaved by the temple of the God of the Sea is extraordinary.

"So, what's the temple of Savaivo holding?

"Um, my temple performs the ritual of God's blessing to the babies born during the course of this year. I'm going to do it again this year, but there are other things I'm going to do this year."

Giuseppe gave me a grin.

- Oh, you're up to something. That's a pretty bad kind of thing, too.

Unexpectedly such an idea passes Tatsumi's head. To the point that it is understandable, I am also more deeply associated with Giuseppe.

I really need your help with that.

Giuseppe's grin deepens. Nevertheless, there's no way I can say I don't like Tatsumi here.

Tatsumi listened to Giuseppe, even though she had a bad feeling about it.

There was amazement and confusion in his face when he heard it, and at the end of the day he somehow dyed that face bright red.

"Hey, wait a minute, Mr. Giuseppe!! Ho, I really need to do that!?"

"Uhm. If possible, I want my son-in-law to do it. Until now, the festivities of our temple have become more plain than the other three temples. I'm not convinced of that, and I really wanted to do something more flashy. But the hard-headed high priests are annoyed by tradition and doctrine. In the position of Supreme Priest, Non himself could not break the traditions and doctrines of the Temple, which he had endured ever since. Then..."

Giuseppe, who was staring somewhere far away, turned to Tatsumi with a sunny smile.

"─ ─ ─ I have a treat for you this year. Thanks to your presence, you can perform flashy events without breaking the traditions and doctrines of the temple."

"So, but... if that's the plan... be it, it doesn't have to be us..."

"No, we still have to be well-known people here. It's more flashy. Fortunately, you are well known, and so are you. At first, I'd convince the hard-headed men of the Temple to do their trial inside me. And if this celebration is flashy... it won't be rooted in this temple as a new tradition after all. Please, my son-in-law. Do you understand this place?

Giuseppe bowed her head deeply toward Tatsumi.

You can't even say no as Tatsumi if Giuseppe tells you this far, which can be described as a benefactor, and if you are bowed your head to the Supreme Priest of the Temple of Savaivo.

Still, Tatsumi did not reply immediately, and she wandered her gaze all over the room - the room where she would always receive lectures from Giuseppe - saying, uh, something like that.

But Tatsumi herself knows.

That we will have to take Giuseppe's request at the earliest opportunity. And that, at the same time, would put a firm bully on him.

"... okay... so... are you ready over there...?

Tatsumi finally said all that while turning bright red.

"My son-in-law doesn't have to worry about that. Everything will be sneaked around and ready by Nong et al. Sure, in the words of this world, did you say 'saprazu' or something? I'm looking forward to the festival now."

and Giuseppe had a childlike look in front of the festival.