The Branded Female Fencer

Obles opened that door, which was severely painful. It's the doctrine of salvation, so I wish I could make this door a little easier to open, but maybe I'm the only one who finds this door heavy.

Once inside, it is normal for there to be a line of chairs for the sermons and such to take place, but in this church the chairs were removed, instead the rugs were arranged and many were rolled there. They were equally sick, or those who fell from hunger or malnutrition.

It is the monks and knights who see them. Sister is seldom in this land. That naturally meant that there were too few applicants because of the insecurity, but it was the Arnelian Church that added to the danger and stopped sending the Sisters. And I crossed with monks and knights, and a boy running around with bandages and meals looked obsessed. Even though it's already late at night, the boy works so hard.

"Layers"

Responding to Obres' voice, Layer walked toward him as he placed the luggage in his hand at the patient's place.

"Obles, work?

"Oh, well."

"The priest is in the back room. You should be with Saul."

"... in the middle of an alley?

"Maybe. But it's been a while, so I think it's over."

"What about Gail?

"I think you're skipping around. Or you're either fooled by Elsia"

That's all I said, Layer ran off to pick up his stuff again. Obles walks behind the church without even stopping him.

So in the slightest darkness, there were several of his people in the back. Monks and knights rarely stood here, and the boys were stiffened to stay out of it again. Obles sees the sinister look on their face as they come by and perceives the situation.

"Did something happen while I was gone?

"I don't know yet, but I'm late to hear from the guys who are managing the noble property. Maybe something happened. How'd it go with Obles?

"Oh, those guys got me dead"

The first people were surprised by Obles' words, and the next thing they knew, they just said, "Do it." Obviously happy.

"Did you finally do it? I don't know."

"Oh, a scattered face. Who's to blame for thinking we're in pain?"

"But is that okay? What are we gonna do now?"

"This time the noble property will be ours. We're the only ones who know where he is, and then the ones who run the property directly in that place. If we get rid of them successfully..."

You mean it's all ours?

Someone of my buddies whistled. Obres snorts firmly, too.

"Oh, that's the thing. We'll use that money to get off this land. And live in New Heaven and Earth. All these countries are perfect now, aren't they?

"Oh, there's no untrained."

"Then I'll just let my people know. You'd better act fast, wouldn't you?

"Right. Once you've got a piece, you don't have to wait for days. But he's a regular soldier. If I don't hear from them much, they'll be suspicious, and if possible, I want to put a piece on them by the end of the night. That's why I'm here."

"I see. Then I'd like to move fast."

"That's true - is it over?"

I can see people moving in the room. And after a while, a boy named Saul came out. He is an adorable boy with curly hair of gold, and his dear face still doesn't even look like a girl. I haven't had a voice change yet, and even a girl would go by if that bothered me. Saul left the scene early, nagging, without even looking at Obles. On that wrist, I saw blue and black marks.

One of my buddies who sees it raises a curse as he spits.

"Pornomaniac (Satyriasis) pedophilia"

"Come on, we're alive because of him."

"That's why we need to leave here as soon as possible. I don't know if I'm going to listen to him any more."

"Oh yeah. I don't want to put an extra strain on the people who are going to grow up. Let's go to that land."

Everyone nodded, and Obres stepped forward. Obles knocks on the door.

"Priest, excuse me"

"Obres? Come in."

From inside, a calm voice was heard, and Obles went in as prompted. Inside, an old man dressed in a relaxed coat of law was sitting in a chair drinking warmed milk. In front of me is Arnelia's teaching and several other books of medicine. He was not only a priest, but also a man of conscience as a doctor, a very discerning man. Its character was mild and merciful, and the monks here had honored him as a wonderful priest.

That's why Obres is nauseous. He stopped trusting the human smile when he learned of the inferior deeds this priest would perform with an unchanging smile. Obres found out that people can kill others with laughter. Until now, the priest in front of him must have gone to Saul to commit a terrible act.

As Obles closed the door tightly, he walked over behind the priest (Glass Live). A seemingly defenseless back, but the glass live looks like this and is quite skilled. The fact that Arnelia's priest was not the only one had somehow been told by his father, Obres, but when Glass Live had put together five thugs who had broken into the church before, he knew his strength. The seemingly saggy belly also means that underneath it lies a well-trained body. Perhaps Obles will be able to assemble in no time because he's about to be attacked. Obles, honestly, can't help but be afraid of the man in front of him. This noble priest can only be seen as a demon in a man's skin.

Obles waited very long for his words as he stood behind the glass live. In contrast to him, Glass Live turns to him when he puts down a cup of dust and milk.

"As far as that look goes, you've apparently done exactly what I said, haven't you?

"Yeah, you're right. They tried to loosen up your presence, so I did what I had to say. So here's what's going to happen."

"Hmm. I'm not interested in their property, but that would make the most of it. Do you want to leave this country?

"... did you know"

Obles was somewhat upset that his heart had been spotted, but his emotions pushed him to death as far as he could. When the priest holds his weakness in front of him, his modus operandi becomes extremely damp. Glass Live doesn't do things that directly poke weaknesses. You get involved little by little, little by little so they don't notice. As if wrapping and tightening weaknesses in cotton.

Obles chooses words carefully.

"As far as I'm concerned, I didn't forget to thank you for your help, but I was wondering if you'd paid for it. I'm done with this land. I can't live here anymore. If we don't get out now, we're going to starve to death. So..."

"You don't have to tell everyone. I, too, have been distressed to see if this country will manage to recover. That's why I got involved with the military and the country's top management. But they are not worried about this country. On the contrary, aren't you even trying to privatize it? Nearly a decade has passed since I came to this Slasmund, too, but I no longer have a hitter. Honestly, it's painful, but I couldn't change this country. You'll regret it."

I guess the word is not false. The priest had a truly painful look on his face, nodding his face in the palm of his hand and sighing. Obles saw that this priest has certainly saved many human beings. Without this priest, in fact, many human beings would have died, and none of his companions would have lived. Obles is also sincerely grateful for that.

But it doesn't make any difference that this priest is such a bastard to Obres that he vomits backwards. Obles did not agree with anything of his words, but only communicated his intentions.

"Priest, you're right. We're leaving this country. We need the assets they've collected to do that, but that's still protected by their remnants. So."

"You need my help, don't you? Fine, they're national thieves. You won't need to hesitate to crusade. Let's sneak up on my men. Is 20 enough?

"Yeah, about 30 opponents. If you have 20 Temple Knights, it's too much."

"Fine. So when do we do it?

"Even tonight."

In the words the priest rang the bell at hand and called his followers. Soon a tall, well-bodied man will come in.

"I'm well, priest"

"This Obres wants to help you. Let 20 men prepare for the night battle and gather on the east side of the city. to follow his instructions in the future."

Copy that, sir.

The man left as soon as he thanked him. Obres also occasionally sees his face, but he is captain of a temple knight with a glass live. There are 20 of his direct soldiers and 30 other Temple Knights serving in this Bünsnell. They are all considerable. Together with other soldiers in general and so on, there will be quite a few Arnelian forces in this city.

When the priest finished giving the instructions, he closed the book and stood in the chair. The face looks somewhat tired.

"Well, that's good. If there's anything else you want to talk to me about, I'll ask."

"No, nothing."

"Right. It doesn't look neat to me."

To Glass Live's point, Obles worried about what to do, but asked what he was wondering.

Continued