episode_0039

Does physiognomy really exist?

Just as my first impression of him was, Lecter was a guy who used dirty tricks.

Moreover, it was the first time I saw it.

Greeting the audience and showing a friendly attitude toward me as well.

It was a tactic that was completely opposite to that attitude.

Where has Sinui, who was so kind-hearted and seemed like a true warrior’s companion, gone?

You secretly use memorization.

I returned the memorabilia in my hand to its owner.

Of course, it wasn’t given kindly.

“Now, I’ll give it back.”

I gave a memorization to Lecter,

Lecter, who could not avoid the memorization, ended up with the memorization stuck on the back of his hand.

At the same time, Lecter stopped moving.

The expression on his face was stiff and embarrassed, and it was spectacular.

‘As expected, it looks like it was coated with paralyzing poison or something.’

I saw that the action was artificially stopped like this.

I clenched my fists.

There was no need to use a spear to deal with this bastard.

He thrust his clenched fist towards Lecter’s snout.

A dizzying feeling of pleasure felt in the fist. At the same time, Lecter’s teeth are falling out.

Wasn’t the paralyzing poison supposed to take away the pain? Lecter fainted.

Just like that, I won the semifinals as well.

Immediately after the game ended,

My eyes naturally turned to the VIP area watching the tournament.

‘You’re going to get into a lot of trouble.’

The leaders of the church are leisurely enjoying the tournament in the VIP area.

Was it because there was still hope that he would become the hero’s teacher? It seemed quite relaxed.

But some people looked very embarrassed.

You probably never thought something like this would happen.

It was unexpected that he made it to the finals, and that he didn’t belong to a religious denomination.

Now there is only one opponent left for me.

There was only Uliver, who was called the teacher of warriors.

To be honest, I wasn’t sure I would lose.

so that-.

Contrary to the purpose of the church that opened the tournament.

This show-off tournament would have resulted in people, not the church, becoming the warrior’s companions.

And that is-.

‘This will be the beginning of your downfall.’

It was the first step toward ruining the denomination.

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by the way-.

Is it because we played so many games in one day?

I feel a little tired.

Of course, my opponent also had someone who had reached master level – so it seemed even more so.

To wash away the remaining fatigue, I headed to the bathroom.

I was wondering if it would be okay if I just washed my face.

Inside the bathroom…

I washed my face with water from the water basket and checked the mirror. Is it because of the tension of being in the middle of enemy territory?

Even when I saw him, he looked very tired.

still-.

“I’m not in bad shape, so it doesn’t matter.”

Only his face looked tired, but his body was in better condition than ever.

Remaining finals.

I thought I could win without difficulty.

like that-

I was on my way back to the stadium.

I was walking without thinking…

It stopped.

To be exact, my thinking stopped.

No, it wasn’t just an accident.

The illusion that even my breathing had stopped.

The end of the hallway I’m walking down.

Because there was a person at the end that I had never thought of.

Crack-. Crack-.

A woman walking, tapping the floor with a cane. I never dreamed I would meet you here.

lately-.

A woman seen from a distance, whose face is difficult to even see.

The identity of the woman walking and tapping the floor with her cane is-.

She was a saint.

Blonde hair.

It was waist-length, but it looked very sleek, probably because it had been well maintained.

And both eyes.

I’m sure my eyes are closed, but why?

For some reason, it felt like it was looking at me.

Is this what it would feel like to be hit by the petrification magic that is only heard of in legends?

Because of the mysterious atmosphere emanating from the saint, I could not move.

So the saint took one step at a time.

He tapped the floor with his cane and came closer to me.

‘… ‘Maybe it’s right to kill him here.’

Just the atmosphere alone can stop people from moving.

There was a high possibility that it would become a big enemy.

If I had the chance, I might have to kill it.

Such thoughts filled my head.

There would be no need for a saint to deal with the demon lord anyway.

however-.

Contrary to my thoughts.

So strangely enough.

The thought of not wanting to kill also crept up on me.

It feels like I have to protect the saint.

At that feeling, I closed my eyes tightly.

‘Part, as he said… ‘Have I been bewitched by the saintly woman’s beauty?’

While such complicated thoughts were filling my head…

Something bumped into me.

I opened my eyes in shock.

Before I knew it, I could see that there was a saint right in front of me.

“Sorry, sorry.”

A saint who speaks with a trembling voice.

He looked as if he was scared.

“Because I couldn’t see anything… .”

It was absurd.

I couldn’t see anything.

Doesn’t that sound obvious?

The saint’s two eyes… Because there isn’t one.

“It’s okay.”

“Uh… ?”

“Why are you doing that?”

“Oh, it’s nothing.”

I feel like if I talk any more, it will only make me feel weirder. That’s why I quickly left the place.

Then I thought of one thing.

‘… ‘It seems that the saint may be the most dangerous person in the church.’

It stimulates people’s instinctive desire to protect.

It was the first time I had ever heard of this.

I thought that saints were false beings, but it turns out that wasn’t the case. Although it may be possible.

I thought that maybe God had given the saint something like a miracle.

So I returned to the stadium, keeping an eye on the saint’s back.

***

Aaron leaves,

Renia is left alone in the hallway.

She couldn’t hide her embarrassment even after Eren left.

“… It’s strange.”

He clearly did not feel any divine power in front of him.

Still, there were people.

in other words-.

They say the man I just bumped into has no divine power at all. What kind of person is this that he can’t feel even a single ounce of divine power?

And one more thing.

There was something strange.

his voice.

His voice was low and dark.

That voice felt warm to Renia. like… I hate to admit it, but it seemed to awaken feelings that had been locked away.

but-.

I thought this was my illusion.

So Renia started walking again.

The destination is VIP seating for the tournament.

While I was walking like that…

Renia felt a strong divine power.

“Master.”

Renia was now accustomed to understanding people with her divine power.

As Rhenia guessed, it was Archbishop Porsipia.

In fact, it wasn’t just something Renia had gotten used to.

So that the saint can see.

Archbishop Porsipia also benefited from the divine power that bestowed upon him his own outline.

“… You arrived safely.”

A voice full of worry.

Archbishop Porsipia had cause for concern.

Because Renia was now standing on her own…

When you go on an adventure to defeat the Demon King, you cannot expect help from others. Although you can ask your colleagues for help.

Basically, I was alone.

That’s why Lenia pushed away Archbishop Porsipia, who tried to stay by her side.

Because I want to do everything on my own.

“… So, have you decided on who will be your colleague?”

To Renia’s question-.

Archbishop Porsipia shook his head.

“No. The final match will start soon. The person who wins this match will become the companion of the warrior and the saint.”

“It came on time.”

With the help of Archbishop Porsipia, Lenia was seated in the VIP table. And then he turned his gaze towards the stadium.

Although it was not visible,

A divine power was felt in the numerous spectators.

To the point where my head hurts a little.

Archbishop Porsipia, who noticed the saint’s condition, said:

“If you take slow, deep breaths, you will feel a little more calm.”

Renia followed suit.

I was soon able to calm down a bit.

“If you suddenly feel a lot of divine power, yes. Didn’t you say that at the declaration ceremony?”

“… Yes.”

After calming down, Renia checked the area near the center of the stadium.

One.

Only one person’s divine power was felt.

“Has only one person arrived yet?”

“Yes? Both of them are now on the stadium.”

Moment-.

Renia thought of the person she had just encountered.

Strange person.

It was clear that he was a young man, based on his voice and the sensation he felt when he bumped into him. A man of the same age as you.

“Perhaps… Could you please explain?”

Renia was intrigued.

“Yes? Yes.”

Archbishop Porsipia was a little embarrassed.

Because a saint who never paid attention to others showed interest.

“First of all, you will be able to remember the face if you see it often. The warrior’s teacher… ”

“Someone other than him.”

“Ah… .”

Archbishop Porsipia looked down at the saint wondering.

A man with white hair that is inappropriate for his age.

It looked similar to the heads of old people.

I didn’t mistake silver hair for white hair.

to be honest-.

Archbishop Porsipia was a bit complicated.

‘The one who defeated Theresa… .’

I didn’t like it.

To prevent it from revolving around Archbishop Albert, Holy Knight Theresia was planted.

Isn’t he the one who made that plan useless?

but-.

Still, I couldn’t help but hope. I hope that man defeats Uliver.

‘It would be better for a third party to win.’

Rather than going back to Archbishop Albert’s wishes.

“Master?”

Archbishop Porsipia was silent as he organized his thoughts.

Renia prompted the silence.

Ask for an answer to your question.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I was dazed for a moment.”

Archbishop Porsipia began to explain what he had seen.

“First of all, the name is Aaron.”

“Aren… .”

Renia couldn’t help but be a little disappointed.

‘I knew… . still… .’

Because I gained a strange sense of security from a man named Eren.

As expected, it was Renia.

I wonder if it has something to do with Chris.

actually-.

I heard that Chris’ body was never found.

but-.

It wasn’t either.

Even the name was different.

Still, it wasn’t a complete disappointment. Because names can change at any time.

“They are said to be mercenaries who use spears. It is said to have been active in the northern part of the continent.”

“If it’s the northern part of the continent… .”

It was in a completely opposite location to the Holy Eimor Empire where Rhenia was located.

It was my second disappointment.

“And you must have trained quite a bit, so your body looks strong.”

Renia nodded without realizing it.

It was because it reminded me of the feeling I had when I hit it.

solid body.

That feeling.

“Saint?”

Renia, remembering that thought, shook her head.

‘What was I thinking… ?’

Such a shameful thought.

It was clear that I was out of my mind.

“And… It’s hard to see white hair.”

“White hair?”

“Yes. It’s not silver hair, it’s definitely white hair. That’s strange. You look young, but you have gray hair.”

yet-.

Renia was completely disappointed.

‘The sense of stability I felt… ‘It wasn’t like that either.’

Even though I know in my head that he is already dead.

It was Renia, whom I thought might be unknown.

but-.

My expectations were useless.

In the end, it was Rhenia who had false expectations and was left disappointed.

Was that why?

Renia’s mood became worse than before.

“I’ll just go back now.”

“Yes? Why?”

“… I feel sick.”

And that also showed up in his condition.

I felt sick.

I feel like I want to vomit my stomach.

“Umm… All right. At least you can help me along the way… ”

“It’s okay. I can go back alone.”

So Renia returned to her room, filled with disappointment.