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CXVIII.

What would you think if, when you lost consciousness or woke up without a clue about the world, the first thing you saw with blurred vision was a beautiful woman with long hair looking down at your face directly from above?

Do you feel like you woke up from a dream?

Or feeling happy?

A happy imagination?

I’ve been feeling faint lately, but the sight of women looking down at me with their long hair hanging down from my hazy, blurry vision is unexpectedly scary.

huh.

A female ghost—since we have no way of knowing whether the ghosts we know are virgins or not—comes to mind.

But today was different.

The first thing you see are two moon chunks? Mound?

It was a very different experience and perspective. Attractive and captivating, a woman’s breasts that are mesmerizingly beautiful and have the scent of flesh.

Would you say that the sight of blonde hair resting modestly on a sizable chest is one that makes you wish it were real?

“Oh my? Are you awake? Sir?”

Why do women with large breasts subtly press the center of their breasts or the area around their breasts?

That’s really desirable. This is a behavior that should be widely recommended.

“Ugh.”

“Self~.”

“Master.”

“Master.”

The Arcana, perhaps aware of Mei sleeping, whisper and ask about her condition. Despite their concerns, my physical condition could not have been better.

Above all, the soft and firm thighs I was resting on and the two large mounds in front of me that rose and fell whenever I breathed or spoke comforted not only my physical condition but also my mental aspect.

How could it be bad!

“Mmmmm. hmm. are you okay. But what about other people?”

“You went to clean up after yourself.”

“Cleaning up after?”

“Yes. The territory of the Counts of Heian. He went to clean up the place. They said there might be traces of both.”

I automatically nod my head at the witch’s explanation. It was definitely an appropriate instruction. The dragon has already fled, and the highest level demons have completely disappeared.

Before activating the link card, a woman’s voice clearly referring to herself as the system spoke. It is said that at least one death of a demon of intermediate level or higher and lower than a demon king has been accumulated. I can assure you that I am not hiding like before.

So what remains in the territory are now renegade and corrupt candidates.

Only by capturing or killing them can this surprise operation be considered a great success. Of course, it wasn’t a loss since I caught a top-class demon, but I almost paid a really high price for this.

“But honey~. Not so good? Why do you keep lying down?”

“… I have to wake up.”

To be honest, it’s not that I didn’t think about faking it. I didn’t want to fool the Arcana who had worried eyes.

No, should I say that I couldn’t fake it?

I was hit directly in the heart by those sincere, worried gazes.

As soon as I got up from my seat, the first person I saw was the newly summoned Arcana.

Was your name Catherine before becoming Arcana?

A woman with sparkling, sacred blonde hair, as if reminding her of the sun rising in a clear sky. Although he had the same huge breasts, he gave off a different vibe from that of a clown or a punisher.

Although she had a body that was obviously sexy just by looking at her physical curves, the atmosphere she gave off with her whole body was kind, good, and cozy, giving her the feeling of a virtuous woman.

In addition, her facial features are all large and clear, but her face brings out warmth rather than lust, so anyone who sees her for the first time, regardless of gender, will get a good feeling.

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〈 Arcana Information 〉

1. Name: High Priestess

2. Number: 2(Two)

3. Race: Human

[169cm] [B 96 (F)] [W 64] [H 89]

4. Body

[Strength 109] [Agility 102] [Stamina 181] [Thinking Power 208]

5. Divine power

Holy Power [210]

6. Talent

〈Arcana〉

7. Intimacy

[trust]

8. Power

〈Medicine〉

〈Divine Therapy〉

〈Divine Spell〉

〈Divine Apparition〉

⇒As the card master realized his strength, the first limit of Arcana – Superhuman was lifted.

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The divine eye, which has appeared for the first time in a long time, shows information about the summoned arcana [THE HIGH PRIESTESS].

It’s physical stats say it’s not suitable for battle at all.

In reality, even though she has tremendous divine power and physical stats, she has no sense or ability in combat, enough to be kidnapped by an ordinary gangster man.

It’s okay to say that she was a great minister, but she was someone who could save someone who was on the verge of death as long as they held their breath.

That’s what it meant when the Holy Power stat, which can only be accumulated through prayer and special spiritual orders, exceeded 200.

Besides, his specialty is all about healing.

“Nice to meet you. And thank you.”

For some reason, compared to the time I fainted, I felt so fine when I woke up. It’s all thanks to this woman.

“Hoho. My friend too. Isn’t it natural?”

“What should I name it? I think High Priestess is too long. Oh, you were called a saint, right? Previously?”

“… yes. Just for a moment.”

“Really?! If you’re a saint, is it like listening to the voice of God?”

Even though the clown asked in surprise as if he had no idea, he couldn’t hide his somewhat bitter expression after answering with a hint of hesitation.

I know her past.

Although she was called a saint, public opinion changed so quickly that people forgot her grace and called her a witch.

Even though she didn’t do it because she wanted to, it was because of the Pope’s scheme.

“Let’s say Sancta (saint woman). Do you know what it means?”

“Yes.”

Sangta answers while lowering his head as if shy.

After saying hello to her, we got up. I decided that I would be the one to carry May, who seemed to have fainted, asleep, like a princess.

“Ah.”

I stopped walking toward Heian County and turned my gaze to Sangta.

“Sangta didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Yes?”

“It’s not your fault. never. That’s the fault of those bastards. Not you.”

“If I could have been by your side back then, I would have thrown those bastards as food to Arachne.”

“Why Arachne?”

“Arachne stores food and eats it slowly. One arm, one leg. Like this.”

“So, it’s normal. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

[And I don’t think you’re dirty. Not at all!]

“Ah… … .”

As soon as I saw clear tears welling up in Sangta’s eyes, I quickly turned my head.

I had no desire to cry.

I just wanted to be the first to say that. All while looking at her past.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes. My friend.”

I can clearly feel the Arcana following behind, including Sangta, who answered in a voice full of moisture.

The body that reached the highest level of master did not feel any discomfort even when walking with small May, and was able to control the body to a level where she did not feel the vibration every time she took a step.

So we headed at a fairly fast pace to the Count’s permanent castle, which seemed quiet for some reason, in the distance.

Margrave.

Instead of sending them into exile in the border area, they were granted the right to rule like kings in the area to some extent.

Contrary to expectations that it would be a remote place, a very developed territory appeared before my eyes.

“Huh? There is no one guarding it?”

“Really?”

If it were in front of Baekjang’s lord’s castle, it wouldn’t be strange if it was guarded by a knight rather than a soldier, but the door is wide open and the knights standing guard are not visible.

It was only after walking for a while into the inner castle of the Lord’s Castle through the open door that I realized why the door was open and why there was no one guarding it.

“Why! Speak up! not! Listen! thing! What?! why!! this! Kobold! same! young… uh? Are you here?”

Frey, who had clearly been cursing a man who appeared to be a knight (and a senior knight, judging by his age) by stepping on his armor just a moment ago, noticed us and his face changed in an instant and greeted him somewhat politely.

How respectful.

“Huh? yes… … . But?”

“Ah… … . This one? Ho ho ho. It is said that these groups are under a curse of fascination. Kanviel is a wizard who is stupid, dirty, and doesn’t wash himself well, but he is still a wizard. I may not know anything else, but I have a useful eye for magic.”

Although there was a very strange qualifier in front of it, Frey’s explanation, which implied that it was certain because it was an evaluation made by the lightning mage Kanviel, was at first glance reasonable. This is an assessment made by a woman who became a superhuman as a wizard in the first place, so of course it is correct.

The only thing I don’t understand is,

“Curse of Attraction? And why… … .”

I didn’t know what the curse of fascination was, and more than anything, if you were cursed, you had to get rid of it!

Why are you stepping on the article even at this very moment when you are smiling and talking to me?

You crazy woman!!

“Yes. The curse of fascination. hmm… … . What did they say? I don’t know, but it is said that the men in this territory fell in love with the dragon’s polymorphic appearance, and a curse was placed on it, making it blind. Oh, that’s right! There are things in this world that attack us, the superhumans, right?”

“Come on?”

“Yes! Not only knights, but also commoners attacked with shovels and farming tools!? For a moment, I thought I had become a tyrant. Ho ho ho. It was an amazing experience.”

“The reason you hid your energy… … I guess not.”

“Yes. lol. As soon as he showed his energy, he started attacking me.”

Yes. Superhumans who didn’t show their energy would just look like ordinary people. Rather, it would be even more strange for all the knights to attack such an ordinary person.

A superhuman who reveals his energy. It must have been a harsher feeling than being hit head-on by a snowstorm blowing in the snowy mountains of the north. Still, there must have been something strange about him attacking me so recklessly.

“But why so… … .”

okay.

I know if it’s a curse of fascination or something.

But why don’t you stop following that article? You crazy woman!

“Oh, this? Kanviel cursed me. However, they say that those who can’t figure it out are the ones who are in serious trouble. Bad boy? Bassoon?”

“So?”

“If you beat him until he comes to his senses, he will come to his senses?”

“And then when you die… … ?”

“At that time, let’s just assume his fate ends there.”

“Who is it?”

“Ah, Kanviel. Hehe.”

Frey answers with a bright smile.

She even had Fragarach, a holy object, described as a weapon for ‘humans’, tied around her waist.

Of course, the reason I had such a long Q&A was not simply because I felt sorry for the article below.

In fact, I had no interest in the knight getting beaten up.

In the first place, wasn’t he a stranger and was on the side of that damn corrupted dragon?

The reason I kept asking curiously was because behind Frey and the knights, there were those who were also being beaten to dust by the swords of Pope and Caligo.

“And the corrupt candidates over there?”

“Yes. They say it would be impossible with normal strength, right? Ho Ho. That’s why Yuda, the holy power gangster, is taking special care of me.”

As expected, the title of Judah’s brother is unfamiliar to the ear.

However, an even more unbelievable scene is the sight of the corrupted candidates being thrown to the ground by a 360° spinning kick from Pope Judas, who looks like a 10-year-old child.

“Huh? But the number is a bit empty?”

“Ah… ! yes. By the time I arrived, it seemed to have already run away so far that I couldn’t detect it. I’m guessing that the dragon may have been running away since it left here.”

Originally, there should have been a total of fifteen alive among the corrupt, eliminated candidates. Contrary to expectations that they would all be gathered together, there are only five people who are currently being beaten non-stop by the two thugs of the Caligo Church.

“So there is no one.”

“Huh? Who?”

There is “. 후보자보다 정치인이 어울리는 개새끼. There is nothing more suitable for the word ‘bastard’ than a politician.”

The first candidate, the first corrupt candidate, managed to escape. What a tough guy.

Benjamin.

‘Of course you run, you’re a flea. If only our May would wake up.’