episode_0186
by fnovelpiaThe city’s central square.
A large poster was posted on the bulletin board.
People gathered.
-The investigation revealed that Hobbes was a vampire hiding in the castle.
“Oh my. Mr. Hobbes, I didn’t see you as that kind of person.”
“What the heck? I knew that guy would do that.”
“What I’m saying is. That guy Hobbes, he was strong from the start, right?”
From the I knew it would be like this when I got lost in this situation to the Physiognomy, they appear as if they were waiting for someone’s downfall and throw out a word after another.
As such, the vampire outbreak had a huge impact on the residents of Cassillon.
It wasn’t like he was an outside intrusion, he was the head of a household and had even started a family.
It was not unreasonable to create distrust among the residents. The person next to me could be a vampire.
As a result, many people throughout the country began to care about safety. The same was true of convents.
“Please refrain from going out as much as possible, and if you must go out, please travel in pairs. Pay special attention to safety.”
The Mother Superior called the nuns together and said:
It was shocking to see a vampire appear in the middle of a holy country, but paradoxically, it was fortunate that it was a holy country. It was a country made up of the priests of the Demon Tribe.
Even if the Demon Legion invades right now, we can respond.
“And next. Sister Elise?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Sister Elise, from tomorrow onwards, listen to the voices of the poor and restore order.”
“Okay.”
Elise was also given a new role.
***
That night, Elise went to the inn where Karami was. Although Karami told her to come whenever she wanted, Elise actually stopped by every day.
“Do you want to see me like that?”
Karami teased Elise like it was her daily homework.
“I just come here because I feel suffocated being among nuns. This is the only place where I can eat food like this.”
“But Elise is also a nun. Is this a hate crime against her own kind?”
“Half of me is a vampire. I don’t like people who can kill me.”
“So you like vampires?”
“Not that either.”
A knife that does not allow even a single assumption.
Elise’s ambiguous identity makes her unwelcome anywhere. She is a loner, isolated from everyone else.
“Then you can make friends.”
“Friend?”
“Let’s create someone who is half priest, half vampire, like Elise. Wouldn’t you feel a sense of kinship with her?”
“… … .”
Then Elise’s expression darkens.
So the atmosphere is sinking low.
He stares at Karami intently with his narrowed eyes.
Karami tilts her head with a look of complete incomprehension on her face.
“Why are you looking at me so fiercely?”
“… No. And I don’t plan on making friends. I don’t need to.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.”
Elise sipped her wine, and Karamie followed suit.
“By the way, that vampire incident that happened recently. Wasn’t it Elise who did it?”
“That’s right. How is it? The expression on the man’s face when he realizes that his friends, his family, and even God don’t listen to him. Isn’t that funny?”
“Isn’t that what making friends is all about?”
Then Elise immediately objected.
“It’s different, right? You don’t know, but vampires like beautiful things. Haven’t you seen it in books? They only bite the nape of beautiful women’s necks.”
“So?”
“That means she was beautiful before she became a vampire. So she doesn’t make friends with ugly people.”
“Without me, I wouldn’t be able to make a single friend in my life.”
“Yes?”
Elise blinks, looking at Karami as if to say, “What the hell are you talking about?”
I gave him a janggu, but he only took what he wanted and then disappeared, so Karami stopped talking to him because it was so fatal.
As if it didn’t matter, Elise continued talking excitedly.
“That’s really funny. A vampire is hiding? Well, then yes. They prioritized the collapse of order over revealing the truth about the innocent.”
Elise, who had revealed the true face of the Holy Nation, smiled refreshingly. She drank wine as if to celebrate victory.
“I’m glad you feel better… .”
“Then why are you making that face when you can just fight back? If the Holy Land is shaken, your… Master’s sect can exert its power?”
Karami pretends to have a bitter expression on her face.
“But he is the head of the household. I feel bad for the family he left behind.”
“Ha. I didn’t know that a slave trader, and a slave messenger at that, could be so soft-hearted. Both the Master and I are hated by the world. I recommend that you give up your unbecoming good-natured behavior early.”
“I’m a good slave trader, right?”
He knows full well that he is a slave messenger, yet he calls himself kind. His ridiculous joke is not funny. Elise did not respond.
“That’s right. And I have one more thing to tell you.”
Karami ordered that everything that happened at the convent be reported without omission.
“I have been entrusted with the task of repentance starting tomorrow.”
“Oh… .”
“Just in case, don’t come.”
“Haha, of course. I don’t know how to distinguish between public and private life either.”
Oh my.
***
On one side of the cathedral, a confessional sits in the darkness.
Elise sat inside the confessional, her breathing heavy beyond the thin lattice door.
“I stole bread from the market. I was hungry, and the image of starving children flashed before my eyes… But even though I knew it was wrong, I couldn’t stop my hands.”
A soft voice echoed from beyond the partition. The man continued, catching his trembling breath.
“I ignored the voices calling me and pushed away the people who were holding me back. After that, the face of the bakery owner came to mind. How angry he must have been… I can’t sleep because of the guilt.”
The man closed his eyes tightly and shook his clasped hands.
“God heard your confession. It must have been an inevitable choice as a father to feed his starving children.”
“Then… !”
“Poverty is not a sin, but theft is a sin that harms others.”
Elise cut through the man’s expectations like a knife.
The man asked cautiously.
“Can I wash away this sin?”
“Your conscience has already acknowledged the wrong, and God knows the weight of it. What matters is your future actions. You must not remain as a person who stole bread.”
“That’s….”
“You must apologize to the owner and make an effort to correct the wrong by returning what you stole. Only when you correct the disordered order will you be able to purify your soul.”
A man began to sob beyond the partition. Elise let out a short sigh.
“Thank you, Sister. I will definitely repay it so that I and my family can be free from this sin.”
The man left, expressing his thanks.
Elise, who had a short break, stretched out like slime on the chair.
‘It’s annoying… .’
It’s ridiculous that I, who have no faith at all, am acting as God’s agent to forgive sins.
So, will the soul be purified in this way?
It’s fortunate that it doesn’t get any dirtier.
Knock, knock.
The door to the confessional opens and the sound of light heels rings out.
It looks like a new sinner has arrived.
Elise took a sip of milk, cleared her throat, and cleared her throat.
“Okay. Confess the sins that have defiled your soul.”
“I’m worried because I’m too kind.”
“Haa… .”
Elise squeezed her eyes shut.
A familiar, frivolous voice.
Nonsense.
Anyone who hears it knows it’s that guy.
I clearly told him not to come, but he came anyway.
“Sister. Did you just sigh? Please tell me your affiliation and name. A nun sighs during confession… .”
“That’s not true. Are you saying that being too kind is a sin? How can being kind be a sin?”
“If it is a church of order and balance, shouldn’t it also have a balance between good and evil? But since I am only good, the balance seems to be tilted to one side. I am worried that this is against the doctrine.”
… Is that so?
It’s a plausible statement that makes your ears perk up for a moment.
But Elise suddenly came to her senses.
I almost got swayed by the nonsense that didn’t even make sense.
“Balancing good and evil does not mean that individuals must act equally well and equally well. God’s will is for the world to be balanced, and individual actions are to fulfill their role in that balance.”
“Is that so?”
“Evil already exists in the world, so doing good is a precious act necessary to maintain the balance. Just do it without doubting your actions.”
Exclamations flowed from beyond the partition.
“Okay, I see. I guess I’ll just have to keep living a good life.”
That crazy guy.
Please go away.
“I’m glad I helped resolve the conflict. Then, would you please leave your seat for the next believer?”
“Actually, I have one more concern.”
The corners of Elise’s mouth twitched.
It was a strange expression, so strange that I couldn’t tell if it was a smile or annoyance.
“Another concern. What could it be?”
“My friend is going down the wrong path, and I’m wondering if I should keep my loyalty to him and keep my secret, or if I should reveal the truth.”
This is a fairly normal question.
Because I knew you’d say useless things again.
Normally, it is taboo to ask about someone’s personal life that they haven’t revealed.
But Elise was quick-witted. She figured there must be a reason to use the form of confession when she could have said it at the inn.
“Can you tell me what it is? Maybe it will help me make a decision.”
“Are you not going to tell anyone what I’m saying?”
“All conversations that take place in the confessional are known only to me, the believer, and God. Nothing will ever leak out of the confessional. I swear to the god of order, Ordo.”
Only after Elise had sworn did the man speak.
“My friend said he’s working on a project recently.”
“Project… Are you talking about it?”
“It seems like they’re trying to do an experiment. I don’t know the details, but they said they need young nuns. They asked me to help them recruit nuns, but as you know, I’m a good person.”
Elise is silent for a moment.
He slowly moved his lips away.
“… … What is your friend’s name?”
“His name is Roman. He is a theologian.”
Roman.
Elise chewed on the name.
“I hope my friend Roman goes on the right path.”
“… Yes. Please restore balance and establish proper order. Let’s pray together. ”
It seems like something has come up.
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