episode_0619

The saint is acknowledged by everyone as the best healer.

As long as her life remains, the saint can be saved.

If you pick up a severed limb, the saint can put it back together.

And so on and so forth.

This is clear even if you just read the many exaggerated rumors that come to mind when you think of her.

And there is something even more surprising.

That exaggerated rumor was actually not exaggerated at all.

“You want to learn divine magic from me… .”

It goes without saying, but it wasn’t obtained for free.

Of course, the fact that she had outstanding talent and divine power from a young age, enough to be chosen as a saint, played a big role, but she worked hard and studied that much.

To reduce even just one person dying in front of me.

He has learned from previous saints and popes, and has continuously conducted independent research beyond them.

The power of the seven main lines is next.

That means that even without the power of a god, she was already a great person in and of herself.

Someone says so.

Because she is so unique and teaches Orthodox healers, she is able to enjoy such great popularity.

But unfortunately, this was wrong.

She has never taught anyone directly.

Not a single one so far.

Some people may be puzzled by these words.

Wasn’t her intention from beginning to end to save more people?

However, no matter how great a person is, there is a limit to what he can handle alone.

Then, if she truly wants to achieve her will, shouldn’t she teach everyone?

However, her unrivaled power and position forced her to make that choice.

This is because of the rule that a saint’s teachings must be passed down to only one person, a future saint.

Of course, this does not mean that nothing was given to Orthodox Church members.

She organized her research results and realizations so that they could be easily understood and secretly placed them in the library.

In an ambiguous location that is neither too remote nor too frequented.

So that someone can stumble upon it, learn it, and spread it widely.

That was why the air around the saint became heavy.

“Mr. Jooyeon.”

“… Yes.”

“Do you know what it means to be taught by me?”

“… … .”

Han Ju-yeon could not answer easily.

She knows too.

How absurd it is to ask a saint for guidance.

In other words, it means that she is desperate enough to make such a ridiculous request.

Despite such embarrassment, she answered.

“I… , I just want to save it.”

“Who do you mean?”

“People I love.”

Kim Do-jin.

And the people he cared about.

And even those who hope he doesn’t die.

I hoped he wasn’t sick.

Both physically and mentally.

And she knows.

At what moment does the man you love feel the most pain and suffering?

How many people did you let go and suffer alone?

If you calculate the pain, it is so great that you could die dozens of times more.

I no longer wanted to see the things I saw from time to time.

Drinking a glass of wine while consoling the departed person, the pain seems to be worse than that of the dead person.

No, actually, it’s all just an excuse.

‘I will never let you die.’

I just don’t want to let him go.

‘My brother-in-law is mine.’

I just want to be held forever in the arms of the man who barely took me away from my sister.

To do that, I had to do something.

Even if it goes against the wishes of the leader of the world’s largest religion.

The saint’s eyes, hidden behind a veil, read the emotions swirling in her heart.

‘Hot desire.’

Sexual desire painted red.

Dark, twisted possessiveness.

The things the saint hates the most and stays away from.

Normally, I would have frowned and flatly refused.

But what she saw wasn’t just desire.

Sexual desire and possessiveness.

Pure affection encompassing these two things.

And the burning desire that comes from there.

That made her choice difficult.

‘How can a person like this… .’

The saint’s eyes turn to Kim Do-jin.

He was the first example.

It showed that the worldly side and the noble spirit can coexist.

As the absolute formula was broken, I thought that a second or third one would appear someday.

And finally, the second one appeared in front of her.

A different form of contradiction, one who does not lose purity even though he harbors desires that go beyond the limits.

She thought for a moment.

And soon I decided.

“Good.”

Everyone was shocked by the completely unexpected answer.

* * *

Today is a night with particularly strong moonlight.

The saintess, who could not sleep easily, looked up out the window with a cup of warm tea in her hand, and a moment from just a few hours ago flashed in her mind.

“Is this really a good thing? .”

The decision to teach Han Ju-yeon sacred magic was not just for one reason.

The secret organization ‘Guardians’ to which she and Kim Do-jin belong.

There are countless talented people working for humanity.

And dying.

It was a chronic problem in hunter society.

Because there are extremely few healers compared to dealers, it is a tragedy to have to let go of those who could survive if healed in time.

Carrying the status of saint on her shoulders, she was always busy.

So much so that even just leaving for a day requires an enormous amount of preparation time.

As a result, unfortunately, she was not always there when she was most needed.

The names of her colleagues who died like that left a big lump in her heart.

That’s why.

The reason why she accepted Han Joo-yeon’s unreasonable request.

“If Jooyeon was there, things would be a little better… .”

Also, this was just the starting point.

You yourself cannot teach others directly.

Public attention and discipline are a problem, but more than anything, there is a lack of time.

Teaching Han Joo-yeon is something that she takes on quite a bit of strain as she splits her schedule down to the minute.

But it was well worth it.

What if she, who learned sacred magic from me, teaches it to others in the future?

Her power will allow her to spread far and wide.

If that happens, the number of people who die in vain in this world will decrease.

… This is the superficial process by which she convinces herself, and the real reason is different.

Looking up at the large full moon, she thought of a man.

A smile that naturally blooms on your lips.

‘If Jooyeon becomes stronger, you will be safer too.’

The “you” she was referring to was Kim Do-jin.

‘You can’t repeat the same mistake twice.’

She made a mistake once.

Francis Meyer.

Since he always had my back, I mistakenly thought it would be like that forever.

Even if he was sent to a dangerous place, he would be able to come back alive.

I believed and leaned on him without any basis, thinking that he could do it.

I realized that only after he collapsed.

‘You wouldn’t be much different from me.’

In the end, he too is nothing more than a person just like himself.

If you get stabbed, it bleeds, hurts, and dies.

A person who is just a little stronger and has a stronger sense of responsibility than others.

It wasn’t until I lost it that I realized it.

That was her mistake and mistake.

The first time can be dismissed as a mistake, but the second time is an inexcusable intention.

She didn’t even want to lose Kim Do-jin.

There aren’t many things that resemble Francis, but he is similar in that he is reckless, which makes my heart pound, but at the same time, gives me a sense of stability.

Part of me wanted to always be with him where he did dangerous things, but it was impossible.

Because he has his own work, and he has his own work.

So I chose Han Joo-yeon.

Kim Do-jin will be safe if she has outstanding talent by his side.

It was a choice mixed with extremely personal greed, but what can you do?

She is also a person before she is a saint.

Since you are born as a human, no matter how much you are a saint, you cannot live by suppressing your greed.

“You would have said that.”

Suddenly I wanted to see him.

Rather than wanting to have a special conversation, I want to enjoy the moment itself, sitting in a quiet atmosphere, facing each other, and slowly pouring warm tea water to each other’s mouths.

‘It would be rude if I visited you late at night.’

no.

It’ll be okay.

He also always said that the nights here are boring.

For a little fun, she took her own tea leaves, a kettle filled with hot water, and two tea cups and walked leisurely toward the lodgings where he was staying.

It was as expected.

Judging by the light coming through the crack in the door, it seemed like he wasn’t asleep either.

It was time to knock on the door with a happy heart.

Pow! Pow!

A strange sound coming from beyond the door pierced her ears.

‘What are you talking about… ?’

Feeling strangely curious, she carefully listened to Kim Do-jin’s visit.

The sound that had inadvertently escaped a moment ago began to be heard more clearly.

slam! slam!

The sound of something hitting each other.

and.

“Put me deeper, please… ♥”

The coquettish moans and pleas of a woman soaked in pleasure.

Her new brother stumbled greatly as she easily realized what that meant.

“Ah… … !”

Wow!

The teapot prepared for Kim Do-jin fell to the floor and shattered, making a loud noise.