episode_0106

Holding the meat soup in both hands, I returned to the carriage I was originally riding in. The driver who was fixing the horse’s mane next to me must have noticed me approaching and hurriedly opened the car door.

“Thank you.”

“No.”

Let’s grin at the driver and go inside. Isabelle, sleeping soundly, comes into view. She is curled up like a baby, biting her thumb. A faint smile spread across his face at the cute appearance that did not match his large body.

“Mr. Isabel… . No… . Should I call you hero now?”

I was confused about the title. He went from being an adventurer to becoming a hero, and calling him by his name was an unreasonable behavior. I shook my head and called her again.

Her eyebrows trembled while she was still sleeping.

“Warrior, wake up. It’s already lunch.”

“Huh? Yo, warrior? Me, me?”

I guess I’m still deep in a dream. He made a long nasal noise and raised his upper body, and his fierce eyes, as if he was half out of his mind, turned towards me.

“Wow… . It’s an angel.”

Wet… . Should I have let you sleep longer?

I think things have gotten a little better by this point, but I don’t feel comfortable talking about it. He suddenly looked at me and said I was an angel or something… . I will try to prevent him from drinking alcohol during the trip as much as possible.

“Huh? Priest… ?”

He stared at me with a helpless expression, and then his eyes grew bigger. It seemed like he had finally come to his senses and realized who I was.

“I brought some meat soup. Oh, do it.”

“Ah, yes… . ah… .”

She eats the soup with her eyes straight on me. It was a strange feeling that I can’t describe, as I was sticking a spoon into the mouth of someone who was much bigger than me.

“Do you have good taste? How much did you drink yesterday?”

“I don’t remember very well, but I think it was about 10 bottles… . From there, I remember… .”

crazy? 10 bottles? Is that the amount a person can eat? I know that even the dwarves, a race that drinks alcohol like water, can’t go that far, but now that I think about it, walking all the way to Yeo and getting on a carriage itself was something close to a miracle.

A normal person would have been taken to the emergency room, but I had to consider myself fortunate that it ended at this level.

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After a short break, Bishop Lisa and Sylvia get back on the carriage. The stopped wheel started rolling again and there was a quiet, boring time as I admired the scenery outside.

Perhaps because there are only three blunt women, they don’t seem to have much to say to each other. As soon as we met each other in the game, we were friendly, as if we had met friends of ten years old, but the game definitely seemed different from reality.

Sylvia, who was at least lively, was dozing off across from me, nodding her head with her arms crossed.

Well, I think we’ll become closer as we continue to live together… . They will take care of it.

Because nothing special happened, time passed quickly and the sun was setting. There was no need to go any further today, so the carriage stopped in the field.

We each took out the tent in the back and started to unfold it.

Hey… . Looking at it like this, it looks like I’m at some kind of campsite… .

Because there are so many people, the large field is crowded with people. There was already a bonfire being lit somewhere, and at this level, the demon beasts would be scared, so there was no need to worry about a surprise attack at night.

“You can sleep here. If anything happens, please tell me.”

“Yes? Do you want me to use this place alone?”

“Oh, is it narrow?”

“No. It’s not like that… .”

Rather, it is the opposite. Even though it was wide, it was too wide. I was asked to use a 24-person tent that I only saw in the military, but I wondered if this was really okay. Of course, that doesn’t mean I can sleep with a warrior party member regardless of gender, so I said I understood and went in.

I was just amazed that this whole thing was built because of me.

Of course, it can be installed quickly by using divine power… .

Anyway, I felt mentally at ease now that I had space to breathe after being in a small, tight space with strangers.

“Huh? What is this?”

As I was looking through my bag to unpack, I caught something other than the items I had put in it. When I took it out to see what it was, I felt the hard texture of a small, palm-sized cube that seemed to be wrapped in cloth. From what I remember, I’ve never included anything like this… . As if I had made a promise, I narrowed my brows and pulled the ribbon on top to untie the fabric.

Box?

When you unwrap the five-colored cloth, a box with a pretty pattern appears. When I carefully lifted the lid, what caught my eye was a small note and a fist-sized silk pouch that looked like a money bag.

When I pulled open both sides of the pocket, there were several colorful candies that were said to be quite expensive just for one piece.

“Who did this… .”

Candy in this day and age is so rare that not everyone eats it, and there is not just one piece of candy, but dozens of pieces. Leaving behind the rising doubts, I lift up the note this time. It’s not even mine, so I wonder if I can look at it carelessly, but since I’ve already seen it this far, it’s strange to buy it.

Choprak- Choprak-

Let’s open the note with an indifferent expression. What is visible is hastily scribbled handwriting. I slowly read each word, savoring it as if I was possessed.

[Priest, it’s not a lot, but take it when you need it. You must come back healthy and unharmed. I love you always.

-Rachel Deacon-]

“Hmm… .”

It’s a very short article, but it brings a lot to my mind at the moment.

Starting with what Deacon Rachel was thinking when he wrote it, he feels sorry for her, but also has complex emotions that cannot be understood.

I thought I would quickly forget it once I left, but I never thought it would tighten my heart like this.

I fold the note she left behind and put it deep inside my breast pocket like a talisman to prevent it from being lost. And then the candy bag again.

I took out a green candy and popped it into my mouth.

It’s delicious… .

It’s the sweet taste I had a long time ago.

With candy in my mouth, I hope to roughly unpack the luggage I brought with me.

In front of the tent entrance, someone’s seal was drawn long.

“Priest, no saint, may I come in for a moment?”

I was just about to clean up and rest, when I heard a soft voice coming from beyond the tent. My heart pounded, thinking it might be Bishop Lisa, but fortunately the voice I heard was Sylvia.

“Ah, yes. Please come in.”

I sigh inwardly and ask them to come in. A shadow moved in front of the door as if she had been waiting, and she stuck her head out through the tent.

“Hehe… . I didn’t bother you while you were resting for no reason, right?”

“No. I was just unpacking… . What’s going on?”

When I asked what had happened, Sylvia looked at me slightly and scratched her head. As I approached her with a slight tilt of my head, she smiled sinisterly and took out an earthenware bottle from her pocket.

“I’m having a drink with some people. Would you like to join me?”

…yes?

alcohol?

It’s embarrassing that he came so suddenly, but his face is wide open and his eyes are half-closed, as if he’s already drunk. No, are you still eating it even though you looked at Isabelle earlier? I’ve heard that adventurers and mercenaries can’t survive without alcohol, but I was shocked that they got so drunk that they came into the room where I was sleeping, not long after they left.

what… . Do you think it will be okay for a while though?

I don’t know when was the last time I drank alcohol. At least a few years must have passed, so it was time for a cooldown.

If you ask me if I like drinking, it’s not that I really do, but there are times when I just want to forget about other things and have fun and drink at my convenience.

“Then a little bit… . Are you okay?”

In the end, I was completely captivated by the earthenware jug shaking left and right.

It was already difficult in many ways because of yesterday’s work, but I planned to sleep with a moderate amount of accompaniment, not too much.

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“Department… ! Drink, drink!”

Since when did I drink alcohol among mercenaries with a strong female scent hired by the church? At first, I was planning on drinking in moderation, feeling good, and then slowly getting out of it, but I got carried away by the atmosphere and it seemed like I drank a little too much.

“Saint! Long live!”

“Seongja is cute!”

I got a little excited and danced and sang, and everyone cheered for me. This is the first time I’ve been supported like this, so I smile and go up with a strange pleasure. It seems that my aptitude was as an adventurer, not as a priest.

I smiled brightly and looked to the side to see Sylvia, who was very drunk, spraying the scent of alcohol with a dazed look on her face. Well, they dragged me from over there, so they’ll take care of me when I get drunk.

“Saint? But aren’t priests supposed to drink alcohol? Are you okay?”

aha… . Well, there’s a lot of excitement, but there’s a stupid redhead who pours oil in there without notice.

It also looks strange… .

The kids next to her said they didn’t notice and tapped her.

“They say you shouldn’t drink alcohol… .”

After prolonging the conversation a bit, I jump up from my seat. I think there is a stereotype that church members should not eat these favorite foods, but today I will change that wrong thinking.

“Adventure! The Lord said: My blood is made of wine, so when you are thirsty, come and quench your thirst, and if you eat my flesh, it will grow back at any time, so cut off as much as you want. What I am drinking now is not alcohol, but the blood and flesh of the Lord. How could I, a mere believer, refuse the blood and flesh given to me by the Lord?”

They cheered me on when I briefly expressed my opinion. I just read what was written in the Bible, but I was so happy that I almost died of joy.