episode_0190

Whether we liked it or not, the incident of this night was an opportunity for us to get back to normal without any awkwardness.

If there’s one thing that’s changed a little while traveling, it’s that I no longer have to watch out for others and suppress my sexual desires.

Of course, every time that happened, Orha’s eyes lit up and she joined in, but at least she didn’t participate in the live broadcast.

The days of searching for the altar continued as we headed to the dwarven village without much trouble.

“Ah, I can feel the friendly atmosphere again…!”

What made me feel fortunate that I got along well with Orha was that she was very good at detecting the energy of the altar.

In fact, I, who should be more sensitive than anyone else due to its nature of undermining faith, do not feel anything strange.

My guess is that he instinctively refused to recognize it, perhaps to avoid damage to his faith.

When I actually enter the range of the altar, I feel insanely anxious, so it’s probably some sort of survival instinct.

Perhaps this too may be an arrangement made by Akasha.

The thoroughness with which he never lets anyone know what he’s doing is creepy.

Of course, the problem is that such a plan is being completely destroyed by the saint chosen by Stella based on a trivial impulse.

The shapes of the altars varied. The most common case is that they are hiding in a bandit’s lair, as I saw the first time, but there were also cases where this was not the case.

“Crazy, if you were a woodcutter, you would calmly cut down trees, but you are sitting here making people into firewood….”

The altar I encountered this time was in the home of a woodcutter living in a remote mountain.

“Keuuk…!”

In a fit of anger, he made them look like the victims and now skillfully cleaned up the scene with Wayne.

The goal is to transform it into a space where Orha can perform ceremonies.

“Ugh… I’m losing strength. I’ll go out soon.”

Of course, I couldn’t be of much help in this case as I couldn’t endure the feeling of my faith being eaten away for long.

I once again felt sorry for the two of them who were having a hard time, but also grateful.

Although it is said to be a devotion to Stella, the god they believe in, the act of destroying the altar helps all gods.

And among those gods, I am included.

Wayne will share many long years with Arjen, but there is nothing like that for Orha.

Considering that Akasha is a dragon, it may take her whole life to restore everything he arranged.

It’s easy to tell that it’s not easy when you look at the way you look exhausted every time you purify the altar alone.

A woman who dedicates her life to the gods.

What else could she be if not a saint?

Therefore, I put aside everything, including the reason why Orha was chosen as a saint, and her behavior, and recognized her.

“Ugh… Eugene, I’m having a hard time.”

This time, Orha came out exhausted again, walking with unsteady steps and leaning on me.

I accepted her without saying anything.

“You worked hard.”

“Wayne helped me out, so it’s at least like this. At first, I told the Holy Father that I could do it alone… but I was overconfident.”

“That alone is a great thing.”

It is worthy of praise for one or two people to do what needs to be done by ten people.

“Are you receiving something well today? Last time, I scolded Wayne and told him to help me.”

“Is that so?”

“That’s right. Why, now that I can appreciate my hard work again? Isn’t it amazing?”

“…Yes, it’s so amazing, I’m dying.”

Originally, I tried to keep as much distance as possible. Of all the relationships, rice cake love was said to be the scariest, and even though the relationship only consisted of oral sex, it was a relationship that could not be ignored.

You can already see that the way we treat each other has changed compared to when we first met.

Wayne and Orha called each other names, and I spoke to her.

I was worried that if I gave her more space, I would actually think of Orha as her replacement while Arjen was away.

But I decided to quit as of today. It’s not just because I’m impressed by Orha’s dedication.

After getting to know each other enough, I was able to regard Orha as Orha even though her face resembled Arjen.

In a way, it was an act of trying to distance oneself and became a hindrance.

“Then, should I go first today?”

“…Let’s do it today too?”

“No?”

“Normally, people don’t miss a day or do something like that.”

“Eujin is not an ordinary person.”

right. He is a god. God of conception.

Since conception is the result of sex, surprisingly, it is not wrong if someone says that continuing to have sex is what I should do.

There is bound to be some absurdity in what the saint said, but…

“Anyway, there are a lot more altars than I thought.”

This was already the fifth altar since leaving Plane. Compared to the distance traveled, a considerable number of altars were discovered.

“It’s all because Orha found it well.”

Wayne, who came out afterward and dusted himself off, answered. She also looked quite tired.

“Thank you for your hard work, Wayne. Is it very difficult?”

“Ugh… It was especially harder this time. How many people did the crazy guy kill with an axe, so there was such a close relationship…”

“I’m sorry for no reason. There’s nothing I can do.”

“Why is there nothing I can do for you?”

Wayne said that and touched my lower body.

“…They both say the same thing. I guess we have become very close?”

“Keuhum, hmmm….”

Wayne repeatedly cleared his throat. I was worried that the topic of the conversation would be fixed on the night, so I tried to say something else.

“Anyway, if we keep going like this, even if Orha gets old and dies, he won’t be able to go to the dwarf village, right?”

“Eek!?”

It was Orha who reacted most violently to those words. I guess I really wanted to see a different race.

“Hmm… I don’t think it’s to that extent.”

Wayne shook his head.

“Huh? On what basis?”

“As you can see, the altar continually sacrifices people as living sacrifices, but you can’t do something like this in a place where people live, right?”

“That’s right.”

“Even if it is not a city or village, there is a possibility that the altar may be damaged if monsters run amok.”

“That’s right. There may still be monsters working hard in places we don’t know about.”

“That’s not what I’m saying… The area where the altar can be located is quite limited. A forest with few people and monsters… I guess.”

The mountain road we traveled from Plane to here was the most representative. I finally understood and nodded.

“It means that once you get out of the forest to a certain extent, the possibility of finding an altar decreases significantly.”

“Exactly.”

It was unexpected good news. I asked again.

“So how much forest is left until our destination?”

Wayne took out a map and looked around.

“Well, it’s not the entire forest we’re in now, and the dwarf village is over here…”

“Did you do it?”

“30 years assuming you hurry?”

Orha’s face became more gloomy at Wayne’s words.

“It was literally said that you would arrive before you die of old age… Ha, haha…”

“…If you hurry, it can be done in 3 years.”

“Really? How?”

“Give up the carriage even now.”

“……Huh?”

Orha didn’t understand Wayne, but I nodded.

The reason we take a carriage trip to the dwarven village in the first place.

It was so that the time until returning to Arzen would not be boring.

If you abandon the carriage and advance with all your might, it will take less than a day to reach the dwarven village.

All I had left was time, so all I could do was take a leisurely ride on the carriage.

However, there was someone added to the group who really needed to use their time preciously.

If things continue like this, we will have to live our entire lives on an altar or purify ourselves for the trivial reason of killing our time.

There is no need to think too deeply about this; this was a very unreasonable action.

I looked at Wayne for a moment and then nodded.

“Okay. When you arrive at the next village, make a request and send the horses and carriage back to Eletrove.”

“? Eh? Look, I still don’t understand. Are you really giving up the carriage? Then do you walk there?”

“Hmm. You will know when you experience it yourself.”

Instead of explaining it at length, I decided to let them experience it themselves.

After that, we discovered and purified three more altars and arrived at the new city of Bosol.

“Ugh~ It’s been a while since civilization! It’s really comfortable and nice!”

“Orha. Like a saint, I have to keep my body.”

“I’m going to forget about that for now… It was so hard.”

Living in the forest for nearly a month must have been a daunting task for Orha, who had grown up beautifully.

“Okay. What city is it? Everyone, let’s solve the Yeodokpooter for now. Let’s rest well and move on when we feel like we have had enough rest.”

So we spent a week in the city.

“Wow, I didn’t know Eugene was such an outstanding bard.”

“…I received a lot of help from others.”

“It got better. Uhehe.”

“…Ugh, how can I possibly call this a saint?…”

“I guess I’ll have to start again now. You really sent the carriage, right? How are you going?”

“Oh, now that I think about it, I told him to experience it for myself and moved on, right? Let’s leave here for now.”

We walked out of the city. In a place where no one was passing by, I held them tightly around their waists.

“Oh my goodness, Eugene. Could it be that in a place like this…?”

“It’s not like that….”

I called Sirocco and started the wind. A strong wind that could blow away a person blew around us.

“Aaagh!”

“Wayne. Shield.”

“Okay. Holy Barrier.”

In this way, the pressure of the wind on us was reduced,

I flew through the sky at an unprecedented speed.