The Demon King’s Daughter is the World’s Strongest but a Shut-In! ~Shut Herself in an Abandoned Church to be Revered as the Goddess~

"What do you mean…… the dragon flees without a fight…… the patron saint Iris…… the bearer of terrible power………"

Looking up at Jessica and Marion's buttocks as they flew, the Viscount raised his impressive voice.

Of course I didn't get rid of them with the power of Iris, because they're really my friends, but Iris and I didn't have to solve any misunderstandings, so I kept my mouth shut.

"Come on, come on. Break the kettle. You can only crack a suspicious pot."

Muriel took the initiative and walked into the hall.

"Which one? Which pot should I crack?"

"Oh, Master Muriel, I'm in trouble! All the decorations on the ground floor are expensive... The kettle I received from Master Garsh is in the basement!

The Viscount hurriedly jumps into the hall.

Iris and the others decided to follow suit.

And we all dive into the basement.

The Viscount was about to set the candle on fire, but Iris got the lights out by magic, so it was useless.

"Oh, not only can Iris get rid of the dragon, but he can even get the lights out..."

The Viscount is totally a follower of Iris.

"Here, Viscount. I can even get it out with the lights on, okay?

"My concubine, too. If you regain your strength, you can have a concubine."

The two patron saints keep their mouths shut.

"I mean, I can even get the lights out..."

Katie shrugged, too.

So the Viscount seemed to realize that he exaggerated too much, and went down the stairs silently.

Ahead, there was a gray basement.

They use it as a storage unit, and they keep crates, barrels, glass bottles, etc.

There's a locked door in the back, Viscount. Says there's a kettle I got from Garsh there.

"Even my detective witchcraft feels magic coming from behind that door."

"I think so too."

"Viscount, open it quickly!

"Or indeed."

As I was told, the Viscount unlocked it.

Behind it, there was a small room.

There is only an area that is likely to be buried if both humans put to sleep.

There was a plain pot there.

When they say it's a noble collection, I tilt my neck.

It doesn't look like a substitute for strict control in a locked room.

But this is the pot of Garsh that connects the heavenly world to this world.

"Bye! Guardian Saint Punch! And Guardian Saint Kick!

Muriel, with the roar of temper, hits his fist in the pot.

More gassy kicking around.

The kettle was shattered.

Apparently, the strength is the same as normal porcelain.

"Ah, the magic flow has stopped."

"True. Muriel, didn't this even unseal you?

"Mm-hmm... I feel like I'm getting some strength. Give it a try!

Muriel jumped as fast as he could.

As a result, he hit his head against the basement ceiling and fell.

"Come on, Muriel. You don't have to go back two hundred years to get silly because the seal is broken, do you?

Rosh shouted.

"Well... it doesn't hurt any more than I thought. Your body has grown stronger. Your whole body is full of strength! The power of God, the resurrection!

Muriel takes delightful steps as he says "bye-bye."

"Good for you, Master Muriel. I am proud to be a member of the Divine Archdiocese in the presence of the Resurrection of God……"

Katie wept and was seriously impressed.

Is it a bunch of freaks that say that the Divine Divinity Archdiocese is so moved that they cry when they see God hit their heads on the ceiling?

Well, maybe Katie's just being extra weird.

"I am also glad that Master Muriel is back! Now with both fame, the Baron Silverlight territory is in the three-pillar position of patron saint! Awesome! It's prayerful! Hiccup!"

Cheryl takes Katie's hand and dances out, screaming in tension.

"Hih, hih!?"

While Katie had no idea why, she danced with Muriel if she was dancing to celebrate his resurrection.

"Oh boy. That said, the old Baron Silverlight was a bright clan at the bottom, too. I wonder if he's the one who calls his friends, the patron saint and the lord."

Roche shrugs her shoulders.

Iris agreed.

"Absolutely."

"…… Iris. You're a pillar of Baron Silverlight's patron saint, too, aren't you?

"Yes, but... I want to say that I'm part of the same family!?"

"When I think about Iris' birth, I think it's just a pretty different god, huh?

Roche laughs at him.

"Puffy."

Punigami nodded at it.

Indeed, Iris is a biological weapon made by the Demons. Besides, it draws the blood of the Great Demon King.

It was to patrol and be worshipped as a patron saint in a human village.

It's weird to think calmly.

But more than Muriel, I'd like to think it's decent.

I don't mean as God, but as one being... normal, I think.

"Kind of friends! Iris, your sister and I are friends."

"…… Eclipse. You know what that means?

"I get it. Everyone who lives in Baron Silverlight territory is a friend."

Eclipse says, blushing.

That's a cute smile against the rules.

If you're going to be treated like this with Eclipse, it's more an honor.

"By the way, what about this Viscount?

Muriel, who finished the steps then, pointed to the Viscount, who was getting smaller in the corner of the basement.

At that moment, he trembles in dismay.

"Hmm...... I can't forgive you for what your Viscount ancestors did, because it has nothing to do with the current Viscount. Nothing. Don't you have to do something about it?

Cheryl was angry earlier, but she calmed down after time.

It had a gentle tone.

But Roche, the patron saint of this town, pinches the objection.

"No. This guy knew what a pot was. Which means he was part of keeping Muriel under seal. I thought if Muriel was back, the apples here would be threatened again.

"That is…… that………………"

It seemed to be a star, and the Viscount leaned down.

"Fair enough. Isn't that good, Roche? It took time, but the concubine was able to regain her power. Iris brought the land back to life while the concubine disappeared. Eclipse is cute. Results."

"Really...... well, if you say you like the lord and patron saint of the Baron Silverlight realm. It's what my dick started, and I couldn't tell. Besides, if I were a more dependable patron saint, the Viscount wouldn't have relied on that pot until now."

"Don't think about it then. We're neighbors, so let's get along. There's no Garsh, no Viscount at the time, so let it all go to water!

"…… Thank you, Muriel. I'm glad you and I were friends."

"Bye! He's a friend. And you're my friend."

"... a friend."

"Why don't you like it a little?"

Muriel screams heartily.

Iris and the others saw it and laughed hahaha.

God I never get tired of watching.

Muriel was the patron saint. Baron Silverlight's territory must have been a wonderful place.

Of course, it's still a wonderful place, but Muriel's regaining his power must make it even better.

"Well. You can't have a patron saint and a lord away forever. Let's go back to the village!