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    171 – Hyde refutes Archibald Medici #2

    Most religions that believe in God have “prayer.”

    It was an act of pleading for something or asking for forgiveness from the gods they believed in.

    In some cases, each prayer had a form.

    You need to prepare a candle…

    Things like having to bow to a solid golden Buddha statue.

    In that sense, prayers to the Lord Elohim were informal and generally free.

    Sze-.

    Cathy Orléans, the Countess of the Orléans family and reputed to be a ‘virtuous woman,’ had time for prayer today as always.

    “Lord. I thank you for giving me daily bread and a healthy day today.”

    As always, Cathy’s prayer began with gratitude to the Lord.

    Being grateful for everything.

    It was a major virtue that believers should have.

    As a result, his life seemed to become a little happier and enriched.

    “Please also forgive me for fighting with my roommate Fontina last night. Fontina read my letter arbitrarily, so… I was angry. And I believe that you will forgive my sins, and I am thankful for that.”

    Cathy looked back on the past day and repented of her mistakes.

    With that, Cathy felt her heart relax a little.

    I should not make mistakes in the future—I also followed the same reflection.

    “They also say that my husband Aaron’s health is not good. Please give him health and the strength to overcome hardships. Aaron is a coward, so he needs courage.”

    I also did not forget to pray for others.

    With that feeling, Cathy said everything she wanted to say.

    As if you were talking to a family member or friend.

    Lord Elohim was a living, personal God, and it was comfortable and good for Cathy to pray like this.

    “Then, we prayed in the name of the Savior who bled and died for us. Amen.”

    At the end of the prayer, he added the Savior’s authority and Amen, like attaching a stamp.

    This was the end of one prayer.

    Cathy said this prayer during lunch, before going to bed, and whenever she remembered.

    It was also because she was a chaste and pious woman who was well-known in Barakhan.

    This was also because the only thing to do in this “celibacy nuns” was to pray.

    cleaning.

    Wash.

    pray.

    cleaning.

    Wash.

    pray.

    vigil.

    cleaning.

    Wash.

    pray.

    vigil-.

    It’s already been two years since I’ve always had the same daily routine.

    Cathy was accustomed to this kind of life, and she received many compliments from people, saying she was a truly godly woman.

    Cathy liked receiving compliments.

    However, for some time now, he has been feeling that there is a huge hole in his heart and that the void cannot be filled.

    Tuk-.

    At that time, someone touched Cathy’s side as she was hand washing.

    It was my roommate, Fontina Arbodin.

    “Cache. I’m sorry for getting angry yesterday. It’s my fault. I’m sorry for reading your letter arbitrarily.”

    “No, Fontina. I think I was a little less generous. Because I was the one who left the letter open on the desk.”

    Cathy and her roommate Fontina reconciled.

    They often fought over trivial things and quickly made up.

    The two started hand washing together.

    Soon Fontina spoke.

    “So, I heard that your husband, Count Aaron, is coming to visit today? That’s what it said in the letter, right? i envy you. My husband says he can’t come this year because he’s busy.”

    Today, as Fontina said, was the day Aaron came to visit.

    Cathy wanted to make herself pretty and meet her husband.

    Fontina sighed.

    “Why do we have to live separately as a couple? Why were we chosen to join the “Celibate Sisters”? It’s already been 2 years. When can we return home?”

    Fontina thought of her husband, Baron Arbodin.

    It was a married life full of twists and turns in many ways…

    Fontina was a little tired of living like this for two years without being able to return to her family.

    That’s why I became more irritated.

    “What on earth is this “celibacy nuns”?”

    Fontina had doubts about this large “convent of celibate nuns.” A convent that was opened in Barakhan is now in its second year. Many married women were imprisoned in this convent.

    Hehe-smiling Cathy Orleans.

    “We are such pious, faithful, and chaste women that we have gathered them all in one place. We were specially chosen because we are so pious and chaste. Don’t lose your modesty to the crowds of the world.”

    Cathy’s story made more sense than I thought.

    Fontina thought she was more chaste than anyone else.

    Then Fontina stopped raising her hand.

    “Now that I think about it, that’s it. Aren’t these my clothes? My purple clothes are precious and I shouldn’t wash them with other clothes? These are the only clothes I have for going out… !”

    Fontina got irritated again.

    Cathy also got angry at Fontina.

    “Then you shouldn’t have put your clothes in my laundry bin!”

    The women of the “Celibate Sisters” had such a prickly and picky side.

    This is because, in many ways, what could be called the frustration threshold is lowered when several people are confined in a limited space for a long time.

    “I won’t talk to you!”

    Swish-.

    Fontina sulks and walks away.

    Cathy also spoke without giving up.

    “I don’t talk to you either, Fontina!”

    Cathy growled loudly.

    She snorted and headed to her room.

    After dressing up and decorating myself, I looked in the mirror and saw myself looking pretty and fresh.

    “Aaron will like it, right?”

    Cathy really liked her husband, Aaron.

    As I headed towards the visiting room with light steps, thinking of meeting Aaron, Aaron, who had arrived first, waved at Cathy.

    “Cash!”

    “Aaron! My love!”

    The two held each other’s hands.

    That made my face turn red.

    Soon Aaron spoke.

    “Mrs. Married couples shouldn’t do things like this.”

    Sze-.

    Cathy and Aaron let go of each other’s hands.

    A cramped secret room.

    A young man and woman who meet each other after a long time and love each other.

    What should they do?

    Aaron said.

    “Then let’s do ‘prayer’, which is a married couple’s job!”

    “Yes!”

    The two sat down together and began to pray, as all couples do every night.

    Because it was natural for couples to pray like this every night.

    but-.

    Cathy thought something was strange.

    I thought that there were other things that couples should do besides praying.

    For some reason, my body itched and it felt like ants were crawling under my skin.

    For some reason, Cathy’s whole body started pounding at the thought that she would not see Aaron again after today, and she did not know what to do.

    It was the same for Aaron.

    however-.

    The two had no idea how to relieve this emptiness.

    Cathy couldn’t stand it anymore and said “I’ll come back to get some air for a while.”.

    Sze-.

    Cathy left the prayer room and visiting room.

    Passyuk-.

    Then I saw the bushes moving.

    ━Keng, kekkeng!

    “Huh? Is it a raccoon? Was the raccoon hiding in the grass?”

    Animals such as cats and raccoons would often visit this convent.

    Feeding the animals that came in for a night and then sending them back was one of the few joys of this convent.

    Just then a raccoon spoke from within the bush.

    “You, Cathy Orleans? Right? I finally found it!”

    “Ugh? It’s not a raccoon. Who are you? Who is hiding in the grass?”

    “I am that… . It’s a messenger… ! Cathy, if your heart is broken… I know a way to solve it… ! That’s right, sex… ! Have sex… They say you have to do it as hard as you can… !”

    Sex.

    Cathy recalled some heretics talking about such practices.

    It was a very ominous word, a terrible word, but—.

    # # #

    The Blood Crusade surrounded all the roads leading to Barakhan.

    Since the supply to them was completely cut off, the situation of the war would be favorable if time continued like this.

    Roland, a cool-headed strategist, said.

    “I think it would be better to use the artillery captured from the Agarpe family to incite fear by tearing down part of the walls of Barakhan.”

    It was the right story.

    It would be a good idea to break through at once through the gap in the castle wall.

    Galatea showed confidence by tightly holding the sword she wore at her waist.

    “Rust. Just give me an order. I, Galatea, will be the first to capture the enemies and turn them all into firewood!”

    I was very confident.

    In fact, if we pushed them back with our firepower, the siege wouldn’t even take that long.

    But my thoughts were a little different.

    “Barakhan is a city of priests, even if it is rotten. Even if we force them to submit, the number of martyrs will only increase. To truly subjugate them, it must be something other than guns and swords. I will go there myself.”

    Sze-.

    I expressed my intention to sortie towards Barakhan alone.

    Roland clicked his tongue at me.

    “Rust. Will you alone tear down the walls of Barakhan and subjugate all the people? If you were to use that much power without the help of the axis, your personality would collapse.”

    “No. There is no need to use powers.”

    “… … ?”

    Roland slowly nodded his head under his black helmet as if he did not understand.

    Towards Roland, Hans answered for me.

    “Roland. You do not understand the essence of Rust at all. It can’t be helped. Even the best baptists like us understand only 20% of Rust’s essence!”

    The inside of the tent was buzzing in many ways.

    I thought it was probably good.

    Now, Balhajak must have made contact with Lucy and started working on it.

    It didn’t matter even if things didn’t go as planned.

    I entered Barakhan through the underground passage I had prepared in advance and was able to witness a strange scene within the large square.

    “These people broke a taboo!”

    “That too in the sacred prayer room!”

    “He did such a terrible thing… !”

    People were tied to cross-shaped frames.

    Some of them were faces I recognized.

    “The public trial of Aaron Orléans and his wife, Cathy Orléans, begins! I, Simons, Bishop of the Silver Plate, will be in charge of this trial with the righteousness of the Lord Elohim!”

    Is this a trial for criminals?

    People who are making noise in various ways.

    I raised my hand and asked among the people who were blushing and spouting curses and insults.

    “What crime did they commit?”

    Then the judge, Bishop Eunpae Simmons, shouted as if he had been waiting.

    “Sex! They had sex! According to an old law, these criminals should be driven out into the streets and stoned to death!”

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