episode_0058

“My teacher was an inquisitor. Do you happen to know Bishop Saol?”

When things get awkward, it’s probably school ties, regional ties, or blood ties.

The only person I could trust in this person was the Master.

“Is Bishop Saol really your teacher?”

also!

It’s definitely edible.

The heretic inquisitor, who had always given short answers, even showed interest by giving a long answer.

“You know the teacher, I see.”

“He is someone I cannot help but know. I wanted to be taught by him, but he had already retired by the time I was educated, so I could not do so.”

I remember him whining about how great he was in his younger days.

I thought it was just some old fart talking, but when I heard that from a new heretic, I couldn’t help but admit that what the Master had said was not a lie.

“I didn’t know you were retired and raising disciples.”

The eyes that had been half-lightless and dead began to come to life.

I thought I had chosen the topic well, because someone who had barely any reaction at all showed some energy.

“Actually, I call him Master because he told me to, but there are some unusual aspects to the relationship between a normal teacher and student.”

When I listen to other people’s stories, I’ve heard that a teacher and student are like a parent and child.

Of course, if you have many students, it may feel more like a college professor and graduate student relationship rather than a parent-child relationship.

On the other hand, the relationship between me and my teacher.

‘It’s like the feeling of a neighborhood uncle who, out of boredom, harasses the neighborhood kids by poking them and making them cry, and then giving them a piece of candy to make up for it.’

That’s probably the extent of my relationship with my teacher.

That’s because he told me to call him teacher, and then he tormented me a lot, saying he was doing me a favor, and then he would throw books at me one by one.

He gave me a lot of trouble and then gave it to me as a favor, but he didn’t care much about sharing the knowledge he gave me with others.

That is why I shared the knowledge written in the Master’s book with the chick healer.

“It’s certainly strange. His disciple, but not an inquisitor.”

“Because he is such a multi-talented person, he taught me a lot in the field of treatment.”

He said that if I wanted to learn anything related to the Inquisitor, it would be better to take someone else as my teacher, and I told him that I didn’t need to learn anything like that, so he asked me to teach him healing techniques.

‘It is an undeniable fact that I was able to become the youngest chief healer thanks to my master.’

Of course, it’s also true that I was able to become the chief healer because I was smart and talented.

Just because you teach well doesn’t mean you can learn well, right?

“I see.”

It seemed like my curiosity about my teacher still remained, but my curiosity about myself as a person seemed to have disappeared a lot.

The teacher didn’t do anything, but he felt strangely defeated.

Still, it wasn’t without results, as I knew that the seemingly blunt Inquisitor wasn’t uninterested in the world itself.

I took the heretic interrogator out after she had drank the extra-large noodles and even the broth, and took her to a makeshift dormitory.

“If you stay here for just one day, we will show you to a proper place to stay tomorrow.”

“It’s okay to stay here.”

“Oh my, this is ridiculous. I can’t accept you in a place like this.”

This is closer to a lounge, with only a bed and a table.

It’s so narrow that even the bathroom is horrible.

My conscience was prickling at me, as I felt bad about making you spend the night here.

“I would have liked to have you spend a night at my place… .”

That couldn’t be possible because the inquisitor was a woman.

Men and women were clearly separate entities, but it was considered rude to invite a woman you had just met to a man’s dormitory.

“It’s okay. You can stay there. If you don’t feel uncomfortable.”

There was no such thing as a bomb in the words that were cut off abruptly.

“Yes?”

“I told you that if you are comfortable with me staying with you, you don’t need to find a separate place to stay. All you need is a place to sleep and eat. Like this place.”

“… No matter what, that can’t be possible. I’ll prepare lodging as soon as the sun rises.”

It’s so blunt that it’s embarrassing.

“When do you enter the labyrinth?”

“The labyrinth will probably take some time. There are circumstances that came up over there.”

“Okay, please call me when you have a schedule. I’ll be waiting until then.”

“Uh…yes.”

It seemed like it would be quite difficult to become close with the Inquisitor, or rather, Sister Melody.

It seemed like he wasn’t the kind of person you could become close with just by spending a day or two with him.

then….

‘We should meet more often and become closer.’

I don’t mean to ignore personality differences, but I think that at least if you are someone who has to go through life and death together, you shouldn’t remain in an uncomfortable relationship.

‘Actually, it’s more important for our team members to become close to each other than Sister Melody.’

Suddenly, I wondered how Princess Rasiel was viewing this situation.

Maybe she thinks it’s okay because she’s part of the privileged class?

Princess Rasiel herself didn’t often talk to her teammates.

In that respect… .

‘I didn’t expect a mood maker, but it would have been nice if a cheerful person had come.’

The heretic interrogator who came this time was even worse, and he didn’t seem like the kind of person who could be of help in this situation.

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“What exactly do the Inquisitors do?”

“Judge heresy?”

“Heresy isn’t that common.”

“They go around looking for heretics. And I heard they sometimes judge them.”

The appearance of the Inquisitor caused great excitement among the priests.

Because the number of heresy inquisitors was not large, there were many priests whom I was seeing for the first time this time.

And although they knew they were great people, many people were curious because no one knew exactly why they were great.

“That’s it?”

“You are doing the hardest job!”

“If it’s that difficult, wouldn’t it be better to make it known and build a reputation? But there’s nothing particularly known about it.”

“It is normal to not talk about incidents related to heresy or the devil as much as possible. Even if they become widely known, there would be no benefit to it, right?”

That’s why the inquisitors are treated with respect, honor, and respect.

Even though the hard work they do is unknown to the world, they do not hesitate to dedicate their lives to it.

“Everyone, please don’t stare too much, and I think you’ll get the general feeling if you try your best to be friendly.”

Priest Chilan gave instructions to the chick healers.

“I want to become friends with you, but would it be rude to talk to you?”

People’s eyes were fixed on me, the only one who had a conversation with the Inquisitor.

“I know you are all curious, but I would like you to refrain from asking questions. It seems like you are tight-lipped about that in the first place. I think you will feel awkward if you ask too many questions.”

“No questions!!”

As soon as Father Ando heard my words, he shouted loudly so that everyone could hear.

The priests seemed to understand what I said, although they felt regretful.

“I don’t think I know everything about him since we’ve only met for a few hours, but he seems like a quiet person, so I don’t think it’s a good idea to pay too much attention to him. Please approach him cautiously.”

“Yes!”

“Yes~”

“Have you decided on accommodations?”

“Yes!! I found a place that is as spacious, clean, and south-facing as possible! I finished cleaning it and am currently putting out bedding and daily necessities.”

Perhaps tired from the long journey, the Inquisitor had not yet appeared.

The priest, who had heard from me what had happened the night before, rushed about and arranged a place for her to stay.

Even though he had come so suddenly, I was completely out of my mind because of Father Chilan, who kept making a fuss about how he could make his precious guest sleep in such a poor place.

Father Chilan and Father Ando also found the heretic inquisitors strange and unfamiliar.

“Even in the central church, it is difficult to find a heresy inquisitor.”

They are the ones who exist everywhere, but are nowhere to be seen.

And the biggest reason why priests fear their appearance is.

“I hope he isn’t investigating our temple?”

Because of the power of gratitude and judgment they have.

‘To the heretics, he’s like a grim reaper, and to us, he’s like a secret royal inspector.’

So, even though the Inquisitors were dispatched to protect me, it was not for nothing that Father Chilan and Father Ando were making a fuss.

“Even if you receive thanks, nothing big will happen, so why are you so scared?”

“I really envy the innate spirit of Arthur Priest.”

“Because it’s not easy to live without any shame under the sky.”

The words of Priest Chilan and Priest Ando were absurd.

‘Have you ever committed any corruption that I don’t know about?’

Or is it just that I feel nervous when a police car follows me from behind even though I did nothing wrong?

“There you are.”

At that moment, the heretic inquisitor whom our priests had been waiting for with great anticipation appeared.

“Sister, did you sleep well last night?”

First, I approached him and asked how he was doing.

“Yes. Thanks to you, I was able to rest comfortably. The bed was comfortable, so I slept late for the first time in a while.”

What’s surprising is that your answer was much longer than the one I gave last night.

His expression was still somewhat stiff, though.

“Our temple priests have gathered here because they wanted to greet you, Sister. Is this uncomfortable?”

“No. They are the people I will be indebted to in the future.”

“Ahem!! Hello, sister. This is the senior priest of Chilan.”

“Ando is the senior priest.”

“Yes, it’s a priest melody.”

Although everyone knew she was an inquisitor, she described herself as a priest.

‘It seems that the real heretic inquisitors are hiding their identities.’

That’s amazing.

The chick healers’ eyes sparkled as if I was the only one who felt this sense of wonder.

If I hadn’t asked them to refrain from asking questions in advance, I think I would have been buried under the barrage of questions from the priests by now.