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Squeak Squeak-

Calm. Before I knew it, I was dozing off while leaning against the warm sunlight, and the sound of horses’ hooves and wooden wheels scraping the ground tickled my ears like a lullaby.

Keep your head down for a while and then raise and lower your head again and again. Eyes slowly opening. I guess I had been sleeping since I couldn’t resist the approaching water horse, but the sunlight that had been hiding on the ridge just a moment ago had risen high up there.

“Are you okay? I think you’re feeling better now.”

“Ugh… . that… . It’s a little better… . little… . Ugh… .”

Once the blurry vision is corrected, a fairly refreshing scene comes into view. Isabelle is sticking her head out the window and pouting, and behind her, Bishop Lisa is patting her back and casting a meaningless recovery spell.

Isabel, who seemed like she wouldn’t even flinch even if she was shot from a cannon, was having a hard time, slurping vomit after just one drink.

“Huh… . Inside… . Wow eh ”

“If it’s really hard, should we rest for a bit?”

“Ah… . are you okay. Just keep going… . Old town… .”

Isabel waved her hand, fearing that everyone would have to rest because of her. Well, it’s not like it’s being operated with just one carriage… . Moreover, since I was going down a narrow path in the forest, I couldn’t get off halfway, so I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to rest.

Plus, there was the Pope in the car in front, so it seemed to me that there was no other way than to just endure it.

But since when has it been like that? If I stay like that until the dark sky brightens, I think I’ll be suffering for at least a few hours, but this… . In some ways, being a hero may not be as big a deal as you think?

I felt like sleeping a little longer, but judging by the people around me, I felt like I was sleeping more, so I groaned and adjusted my posture.

“Huh? Priest, are you awake?”

Did you feel a rustling movement? Sylvia, who was next to me, looked straight at me. I think he was sitting across from me before dozing off, but Bishop Lisa seemed to have moved in the meantime to check on Isabelle’s condition.

“Ah, yes. sorry. I wasn’t able to sleep much last night because I was nervous.”

I can’t say that I couldn’t sleep during our final breakup sex with Rachel Buje, so I’ll just say it roughly. As I stretched out and opened my bleary eyes outside for a moment, the lush seawater passed by.

I felt refreshed because I was out of church for the first time in a while.

“If you are sleepy, you can sleep a little more, but it will take a few more days to arrive.”

She opens her eyes refreshingly and speaks in a softer tone.

To be honest, I wanted to sleep a little longer, but sleeping in this situation was also funny, so I said it was okay.

“Oh, I brought cookies in case you missed it. Would you like to have some?”

Sylvia, perhaps remembering it too late, took out a cookie from the pocket on her waist. I was originally going to give it to you early, but it looks like I was sleeping so I couldn’t deliver it.

“Thank you.”

I don’t particularly like jujeonburi, but I guess my mouth was bored at the same time. I put the butter cookie she handed me into my mouth. Sylvia was looking at me intently, like she was looking at a cute little animal, and her ears were perking up.

“Ugh… . I thought I was going to die… .”

Isabel seems to have vomited once, and her body goes limp with vomit running down her chin. My head was already hurting, and the corners of my eyes looked very puffy, probably because I was riding in a carriage.

“Isabelle, are you okay?”

“Ah, yes… . It seems a little better now.”

It doesn’t look good at all, but if that’s the case, there’s nothing much to say.

After the scuffle to some extent, the carriage slowly left the forest in a calm atmosphere.

Before long, a wide plain, like something out of a fairy tale, gradually appeared.

“I will rest here for a moment.”

When a place where he could stop the carriage finally appeared, the coachman turned around and spoke as if he had been waiting. The carriages, which were only traveling on the maintained road, eventually pulled off one by one and stopped in the field.

Before I know it, the shaking that keeps making my buttocks stop and the car door opens with the message that I can get out. As I went outside, the cool wind caressed my cheek. I felt a tingling sense of liberation inside my body, perhaps because I had been trapped in a church for almost two or three years and came out to a foreign country.

“I’ll rest for a bit, eat some food, and then move on! There might be a demon nearby, so don’t go far!”

A bronze-skinned woman dressed in layman’s clothing puts her hands together towards her mouth and shouts in a loud voice. Now that I think about it, it is time to eat. Since I skipped breakfast and left early, my stomach was growling all the time.

Anyway, let’s get out of the carriage and breathe deep into our lungs the fresh air filled with the scent of natural grass, not the stuffy, dreamy smell typical of the village we used to live in. A hand comes up to your shoulder.

Now, as soon as I touch it, my body reacts with a startle and raises my head, perhaps because I have memorized the feeling of caressing.

“You look quite cheerful. I knew that Priest Isaiah would make that kind of expression… .”

“Haha… . Because the weather is nice… .”

“Well, the weather is nice.”

Bishop Lisa has an ambiguous expression that cannot even be analyzed as to whether she is being sarcastic or saying that she looks really happy. Something like that happened yesterday, so I started to shrink and crawl without realizing it.

“Hmm… . It is none other than the Lord who came to me in a dream yesterday and spoke to me. Priest Isaiah told him to follow and monitor him thoroughly to prevent him from doing anything strange. In the past, when I called the priest into the room, I was just worried that he might get into trouble, but now that it is an order given by the Lord, I can legally stay by his side.”

Bishop Lisa suddenly raises the corner of her mouth and says something meaningful that I can’t tell what she’s talking about. Then, as if to show off, she took out the rosary around her neck and waved it in front of me.

“Ah… .”

Excitement bursts out at the unexpected object.

The same rosary that Amaneth gave me. Showing me that meant that she, like me, could talk to the Lord in her dreams.

“Did Amaneth give it to you?”

“That’s right. The priest told us to keep a close watch in case something strange happens again like in the previous world. He said that if you want to fuck Priest Isaiah, you can do whatever you want. In a way, it is a legal case of rape certified by the Lord.”

She licks my lips like a snake licking its appetite before hunting, taps my shoulder, and leaves. I wonder if you were planning on coming out and establishing a clear top-down composition at this point. I left with a warning that sent a chill down my spine.

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Not long after I got out of the carriage, several eyes turned towards me. I tried to ignore it, pretending not to see it, but there were too many eyes focused on me for that to happen, so it became difficult to ignore it anymore.

Originally, these promising gazes should have been received by Isabel and not me, but since the so-called hero was lying down in the carriage due to nausea and motion sickness, those gazes were divided and turned towards the companions.

And among them, it is natural that more eyes are drawn to me as a member of Cheongiljeom. I felt like I was going to die from the burden of so many eyes on me.

“How do you feel? Have you talked to the warrior? Are you really handsome?”

“Wow… . But the saint is very kind. Where do you get care?”

“Saint, I heard you had a private meeting with the Lord yesterday. What does the Lord say? Oh, I really want to see you too… .”

It’s crazy. Not just one or two questions came in, but voices rang out from all directions and from many places. Moreover, all of the people who stuck by were sweaty men, so I felt like I wanted to get rid of them as quickly as possible.

As soon as I opened my mouth, I kept cackling in a deep voice, wondering what was so good about it, and the disgust rising to my throat made me almost strain my hands.

“The meal is ready! Come and get it!”

In a dizzy situation that feels like spinning, a voice like a savior is heard. They quickly turn their attention when they hear that they have become food. There were still a few people who clung to me, but most of them turned away and left.

“Ha… . It’s really hard… .”

Anyway, since I am also a saint, I tried to answer sincerely, suppressing my boiling emotions as much as possible, and the question was resolved. It almost falls apart.

As you gain some leeway, your vision widens. I guess it wasn’t just me who was in trouble. Bishops Sylvia and Lisa were also having a hard time dealing with so many people.

Well, it is a place where people who are more sensitive than anyone else to heroes and gods gather in one place, so they must have a lot of questions.

Anyway, I’m going to eat now that I have some breathing room. As I stood in front of the congregation distributing food, I was greeted with a bright face.

“Oh, saint, have you come to eat?”

“Ah, yes… . I need something to give to the hero, so could you please give me two pieces of meat soup?”

“Yes, I understand. Please wait a moment.”