Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 242

parishioner.

He had no interest in his previous life, and even here, he only knew about the level of rank given to the head of the temple when temples of powerful religions were located in large cities. I’m grateful I had a second life, but that alone didn’t mean much to me about religion. It was just about living being grateful every time.

But on the contrary, I know that it is only in ‘big cities’. And Ogwen is definitely in the process of becoming a city, but it’s still a flawed place to call it a big city.

Even the number of clergy increased enormously. Originally, most of the priests of the Holy Light Cross are in good shape because they also do battle, but on top of that, you can see several times more people than usual walking around busily wearing armor. Rather than protecting the saintess, it’s more like an atmosphere that seems like it’s about to go into a purge right away.

The drawing room I arrived at, smelling a familiar incident in such an unusual sight, was completely different from what I remembered, just like the current temple.

“Even so, one of the brothers came and told me the news. I’m glad you came back safely, Eldmia.”

Except for the chair and desk on which Bishop Hisjeena sits and the cot behind him, the bookshelves and piles of documents and papers are everywhere. Even though it was organized as neatly as possible, the amount was by no means small, and thanks to that, I was able to infer her current condition without difficulty.

“…You look busy and tired, Bishop Hisjena.”

“Hmm, that’s a title I’m not familiar with.”

Bishop Hisjena, whose tired expression was evident from the one word he said instead of greeting, smiled softly over his glasses.

“Actually, I’m tired, but thanks to the story that you safely completed the request and came back, I think I’ll be a little cheered up. Has the devil been resolved well?”

“I won’t even dare to come over here again.”

As he took the devil’s byproduct from his bosom and placed it on the desk, Bishop Hisjena began to examine it carefully. Even if it was the remnants of a dead man, it would be unpleasant for a person with a religious will, but she only looked at it with an extremely calm and calm attitude. As if examining not only the outside but also the inside, the parish priest Hisjena, who had been checking for a while, slowly opened her mouth.

“Eldmia. Do you know the conditions under which the byproducts of demons remain?”

“No. I’ve only heard of the hypothesis that it might be caused by the process of hurried body composition.”

“Looking at the fact that the academic world there knows of the story that was recently published, it seems that there is a connection with the theoretical wizard.”

hmm. He even set up his own library and is working hard on research, so you can call him a theoretical wizard. Still, it wasn’t accurate, so I kept my silence, and the parish priest Hisjena put the by-products of the devil on the table and continued.

“That hypothesis makes a lot of sense, but there’s one more condition.”

“…Conditions?”

“When you want to get out of the situation quickly through death. In the end, it is a story that if you hurry both when the demon appears and when you wish to die, a by-product corresponding to the power of the demon is left.”

Seeing her answer so confidently, I felt uncomfortable.

Even though mages do such research, they are still openly convinced of hypothetical content? Isn’t this secrecy of the church?

“Whoops. His expression changes every moment.”

“I think if you hear something you shouldn’t have heard, you won’t be able to manage your facial expressions normally.”

“You look like the world is annoying for something like that, right?”

“There is no reason to be afraid that the world will end immediately just because you heard information that is confidential to the Church.”

Bishop Hisjena smiled broadly and suddenly changed the subject.

“If it’s this size, it will be sold at a very high price. You don’t have to bring it unconditionally as evidence of demon extermination. You could have asked a reputable merchant or magic library to get a sales guarantee, but why bother?”

“Well, it’s not that I didn’t think so. I had a chance to get a high price in Englem, so I was tempted.”

“Nevertheless, you brought it on purpose.”

“I just aimed at completing the quest with certainty rather than self-interest. I don’t like being criticized for nothing.”

“…That’s right. You’ve always been in a position to find fault, not a position to be caught.”

You seem to remember everything because there was a time when it was a small town like this. I couldn’t find anything to say, so while I was in the middle of the day, the parish priest Hisjena said, pushing the devil’s by-product towards me.

“Surprising is my honest opinion. The demonic by-products reported to the Church are smaller than this. A lot of them.”

“Looks like you’ve been lucky.”

“The size of the by-product is, in the end, measured by how much mana the demon possessed, so it must be on the unlucky side. If we were also Crusader, not Paladin, we would have suffered severe damage.”

For a moment, her eyes, which were filled with only mild laughter, seemed to shine sharply.

“To say that it was lucky would mean that there was no great difficulty in battle.

“Because I had a lot of colleagues.”

“…Hmm. What about the tools we gave you?”

“……uh.”

fuck.

I forgot.

After a while, one thousand and one Eldmia started screaming and running wild in their heads. It’s only now that I realize that I completely forgot about it because my eyes went blank even when I was fighting the demon bastard. It must have been kept somewhere in Asilier’s luggage.

If I knew you were such a highly regarded demon, I should have used or pretended to use even a tool like a holy grenade!

“That’s…”

But there is a by-product that is obviously proof that he was a strong demon, but now it’s ‘he’s weak, so I didn’t need to use it.’ That might just arouse unnecessary suspicion.

“I forgot…”

“You’re trying to say that you had enough time to forget the Great Demon weapon we gave you while dealing with such a powerful demon? You suggested it yourself and received it?”

Ceybaaal.

“No, rather, I can’t afford it…”

“You’ve been consistent up until now with the reaction that it’s really insignificant for that kind of thing. With the conviction that you won’t materialize again.”

“…Originally, isn’t the pain of the past fading and beautifying as time goes by? Including some nasty bravado peculiar to adventurers.”

Of course, with a doubtful expression on his face, Vicar of Hisjena put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together and began to press his forehead and stare at me, and I had to break out in a cold sweat.

Do I need to do a marming out here? To be honest, when I pulled off the head with magical power, it was a piece of dog shit, so should I say that I fanned it like a dog on the day of the ox and then killed it? At the moment when only the head was spinning on the subject of not being able to come up with an appropriate solution, the parish priest Hisyena smiled strangely and opened his mouth first.

“Well, let’s think of it as a trade secret.”

Then, straightening my back, I lightly tossed the devil’s by-product toward me like a catch ball.

“I’ve been an unusual child since the old days, so I don’t think it’s anything strange that he’s hiding one or two of his trump cards. As a member of the church, I’d like to know for the purpose of nurturing the younger generation… I don’t know why, but it’s no use hearing it. It seems.”

While I sighed in relief and added the by-products I received, Bishop Hisyena lifted her glasses and continued.

“Instead, I want you to listen to one more request.”

“…It’s an unfair deal.”

“It literally means ‘listen to it.’ It’s up to you to choose whether to accept it or not, but I hope you accept it.

“To Siegfried?”

Responding reflexively to the story of old Zeke that came out of nowhere, Bishop Hisjena’s eyes lit up again. oh shit fuck The mouth is square.

“…Come to think of it, rumors started to spread.”

“I don’t know what kind of rumor it is, but rumors are all open rumors.”

“There were rumors that her entourage, who visited the empire with the Marquis of Levien, had defeated the hero in Dalian. After returning, there was also a story that she attacked Envelde at the mansion, who was conspiring against Marshal Levien out of anger at the false accusations laid against him.”

“That’s a story from a novel that any kid would read.”

“I heard that it was such a big deal that the White Star visited me personally when an attendant was detained, probably because he returned from the empire after building a very successful friendly relationship. People say it is Levien’s guillotine, and it is even said that ten people’s heads can be decapitated just by pulling out the sword. .”

“Haha. As expected, it’s absurd like a rumor. Where in the world is there such a person?”

“I never said I was a man?”

I made obvious excuses, but in the end I closed my eyes tightly and hit my forehead. No, why are you doing this today? Once dried, does it continue to dry? Like Duke Lesrom, is the Confucian dragon sleeping inside me constantly overturning the game by forcing me to respect the elderly?

“There was. ‘A guy like that,’”

“Haa…it’s going to make me miserable, so just tell me about your business. By the way, the last one is a real rumor.”

“Oh my God. So you’re saying everything except the last one is real? I thought, of course, that most of it was nonsense?”

I had to fall into the mood to cry for no reason at the reaction of Hisjena, who was genuinely surprised.

open up open up I think it’s right to quickly organize it and take a break today.