episode_0018

After ending his conversation with Sister Miyu sullenly, Fran prepared to go out to preach as always.

Even when I was attending the academy, I did missionary work non-stop, but now that it was vacation, I couldn’t be more lazy.

If you bring a lot of people through missionary work, you will receive praise and allowance.

Although it was not possible to purchase sacred items with that pocket money, there was no harm in receiving the money since it was also needed for missionary work.

“Excuse me. You make a great impression~”

“Ai-ssi… kuhm, what is it?”

The man, who had responded harshly when she called out to him to excuse him, scanned Franc’s appearance with his eyes and then slowly stopped walking.

“He had a much clearer energy than other people, so I started talking to him without even realizing it.”

“Your energy is clear. What is it? Do you want to share your energy?”

“Uh… rather, I want to tell you about how I can use that natural energy.”

“How to use your innate clear energy? I already know.”

“You know..?”

Are they from the same denomination?

Confused, Fran looked closely at the man’s face.

While I was thinking, “This is my first time seeing this face…”

The man’s hand was grabbed by her forearm.

“Haha, then. I guess you’re curious. Should I tell you? If you’re a young lady, it’s okay anytime.”

Fran belatedly realized what this man was talking about.

I don’t know where my mind is going these days.

I can’t even figure this out quickly…!

“Let it go. I just wanted to say good things and have no intention of doing anything else.”

“Am I not the kind of person who makes people so excited?”

“When did I do that? Don’t be weird!”

Fran tried to free the man’s hand.

But the man’s hand held her forearm a little stronger and did not let go.

Fran belatedly realized that this man was not a commoner but a nobleman.

“Ouch!”

“Hey, if you spoke first, you should take responsibility.”

“Let go of this!! Help me! They’re trying to drag me away!!”

“Please help me with the pseudo-bitch. Don’t worry about it. I’m planning to show the pseudo-bitch that she’s got her own chance.”

People watching the situation nearby ignored Franc’s anxious cries.

It was even more strange that a woman with a striking appearance like Franc did not become famous, even though she often walked around the square spreading false accusations.

Most people knew she was a member of a cult and were offended by her behavior.

So no one listened to the man and stepped forward to help Franc.

“Tsk, tsk, I knew it would happen like that someday.”

“They usually spread the word like that. I thought they didn’t do that, but it looks like they’re trying to use that too from now on.”

“I should be next after that guy. He was waiting to see when it would start.”

Instead of helping, people just watch her being dragged away while speaking incomprehensibly.

Fran, realizing that there was no one to help him, desperately shouted to stop this ruthless nobleman.

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Knock knock

“Please stay…”

“hmm?”

“Oh, it’s open. Hello…”

“?”

It’s light years.

But for some reason, his expression was so sad.

He looked like he had been in a lot of trouble.

It was surprising that he came to my general store so exhausted.

It wasn’t that I wasn’t happy about the visit because I was just bored.

“Have you been drinking?”

I’m a minor. Is this okay?

“I didn’t drink. I’m not old enough to drink yet.”

Fortunately, I guess not.

Fran whines, saying it’s unfair.

‘Was I close to him?’

Are there any memories between us that I don’t know about?

Why are you acting so friendly?

I was about to say something, but the child’s condition looked so bad that I just kept quiet.

I wanted to ask him what he wanted to say, but I held back.

‘T, but I sympathize.’

I decided not to do much to stop drunk Jinsang from visiting the convenience store.

Instead, I offered him a drink.

“Then why are you acting like water-soaked cotton?”

“I… went to missionary work today. I usually do missionary work whenever I have time. Today, I especially tried to work harder.”

When I asked Fran to sympathize with your story, TMI came out from Fran as if he had been waiting for it.

“My goal today was to bring a good person to the church who would listen to me. It wasn’t a bad start. There were more people with good energy than I expected. In fact, as I continued to go out to the square, I started to see people. “Because people were moving around, it wasn’t easy to find new, energetic people.”

“Wasn’t that just going to someone you see and telling them they are in good spirits?”

“No! How picky am I to filter!”

I guess he really was selecting missionary targets based on his own standards.

“Right.”

“Of course! Anyway, listen to me a little more. There were a lot of people in good spirits today, so I was wondering who I should start preaching to, so I went to the person with the strongest energy. He made a really good impression. He smiled and spoke very kindly. .”

A typical line from a do-it-yourselfer.

I had no idea that there was a problem with that line.

“He said he had good energy and wanted to teach you how to use that energy. If possible, use good energy to become healthy or to bring good luck. There are many ways to use it.”

Normally, it’s hard to believe when a cult says something, but it’s even harder not to believe it because the person talking is light years away.

What’s more, he said it with sincere belief that he could do it.

“You can really do that?”

“Of course! Actually, you have good energy too. Are you interested?”

“I’m not interested in your denomination, but I’m interested in you.”

“Tsk!”

You look so glaring.

For some reason, it seems like the reaction to my words is much more extreme than usual.

I guessed that something had happened because the child was in a young state when I entered the general store, but it seems the situation was much more serious than I thought.

“…Uncle, you wouldn’t talk to me if it weren’t for my body?”

Earlier I tried to force myself to pretend to be okay, but now it seems like it’s difficult to pretend to be okay.

“If you’re here as a guest, we need to talk.”

“!!”

Gwangnyeon’s eyes sparkle at my words and he quickly grabs something in his hand.

“I’m going to buy this!”

“Then you are a guest.”

“yes!”

“Then keep talking. Since you are a guest, I have to listen.”

“Hehe. Me. I really didn’t understand it for a long time. Even though we have good energy, why don’t we use it? Good energy is the good fortune that our ancestors left behind for our descendants. So, if you hold a memorial service for your ancestors, “The good energy increases a lot more! And do you think your ancestors will just send you energy? They are so special that they even give you blessings.”

Chatter chatter-

I don’t know what I came here to say.

But I could tell that he was comforted by talking to me.

‘Do you have any friends?’

How would I know a character’s friendships?

But when I thought about it a little, I wondered how many friends a saint from a cult would have.

‘If you get to know her, she’ll definitely try to take you in as a pseudonym because she likes you. ‘Because I think that’s a good thing.’

Is it so obvious that you don’t have any friends?

I was wondering why he was like this, but now the reason was so clear that I had nothing to say.

I was feeling frustrated and wanted to confide in someone, but there was no suitable person.

I was wondering who I should go to and ended up coming to me.

‘Aren’t they complete bastards?’

If you took a child and made him a light-year, shouldn’t you at least take good care of him so that he doesn’t feel this lonely?

The murderous intent against the cult that took the child away and made the child come to the general store to chat because he was lonely was soaring.

“I think I made a mistake today. No matter how good my energy was, I shouldn’t touch nobles. The sisters also said that they would never talk to nobles when they were preaching. I made a mistake because I was excited. ”

He keeps repeating that he made a mistake from earlier.

It felt like I was gaslighting myself like that.

“So what happened with that nobleman? Seeing as he came here unharmed, I don’t think he was taken away.”

“Yes. Fortunately, I wasn’t taken away. When I told them I was an academy student, they let me go.”

You wore the academy shield.

In fact, there is no shield that is as effective as that when being attacked by a noble.

Students attending the academy are treasures of humanity who must be thoroughly protected.

Even if you are an active soldier in the military, you cannot touch an academy student.

Of course, if the student uses force first and touches the student, there are extenuating circumstances, but if the student is at a large distance, the nobleman who is active will inevitably suffer the loss.

I was also thoroughly protected when I attended the academy, so I shouldn’t have anything to say.

“It was dangerous. If I hadn’t been an academy student, I would have been dragged away. Why don’t you stay safe for the time being?”

“Uh…don’t do missionary work?”

“So, even though you went through such hardships, you still want to do missionary work? Do you know what would have happened if you had been taken there then? Are you pretending to be innocent, or are you forcing yourself to look away because you don’t want to know?”

“…..”

Fran kept his mouth shut.

When I saw the child’s face too late, I was like, “Oh my gosh.”

I was supposed to sympathize, but without even realizing it, I ended up speaking in accordance with my own personality.

To be honest, it’s so frustrating to watch that I can’t help but give advice.

It will be more difficult to find a place where you will not be disciplined, starting from the fact that you are being treated by a cult.

They have low self-esteem, are young in their thinking, and sometimes have accidents.

But what can you do?

For the sake of the world, Gwangnyeon must be rehabilitated.

“I can’t not do missionary work. And although it may seem funny to you, I take pride in this work.”

Are you proud of your work?

“Are you serious?”

“yes.”

The answering voice is full of sincerity.

I feel dizzy.

I was at a loss as to how to get a child who was immersed in a cult to get out.

“At this point, your church seems to be quite amazing. Being able to charm people like this is a talent.”

“Are you interested in our denomination?! Can I introduce it to you? Would you like to visit us comfortably?!”

I don’t let the opportunity pass by because I’m afraid that no one will believe me.

If I made a mistake, I too would be converted and taken away.

I tsked and clicked my tongue, indicating that I was saying something that was not true.

“Tsk! Don’t be weird and give me the money.”

“What? Money? Why?”

“I heard you buy what’s in your hand.”

“ah!”

The foolish pseudo-saint really seemed to have no answer, so I couldn’t help but sigh.