Chapter 57 – Chapter 56 – Public Enemy (3)

Marina stared at one of the walls in her living room as she nursed her own daughter.
It was originally just a wall with a hole through which food came out.

However, now it has become a place that goes beyond simply being a place where supplies for survival are supplied.

Was she from the time she gave birth to her daughter a month ago?
The place, which had consistently been a place of prayer in Silnia, now exuded a religious atmosphere.

An altar in the shape of a bird’s nest she made from her twigs she picked in her own special room.
It was filled with small fruits collected from Silnia’s fake forest.

And now, red rose petals were scattered on it.
Marina muttered inaudibly to Potty, who scattered her petals.

“Forties…”

At first, only Silnia offered her prayers to the demon god every day.

Her cleric serving one of humanity’s 24 gods would have to dissuade her.

But when she saw Silnia praying with tears in her eyes for the health of her child, her words did not come easily.

It would be hard to dare to bruise the heart of her mother, who desperately wants her child to get better.
Besides, since she was the only god here who answered her prayers, she drank, so it was even more difficult for her to stop her prayers.

But her recent involvement in a cult where she drank potties made Marina feel quite embarrassed.

Sorceress Poti has been watching Silnia since she first started her prayer.
And not long after, she plucked her rose from her own laboratory as now, and offered it on her altar, and offered her prayers to her demon god.

Marina was taken aback by her behavior and asked why Potty was doing such a dangerous thing, but the sorceress didn’t answer and continued her worship.

While her saintess felt her discomfort and recalled her memories, Potty spoke to Sharpie, who was drawing something on the wall next to her.

“Shah, sharpie. Why are you drawing a magic circle now?”

“A magic circle? Ah, this is also the symbol of our demon god.”

A pentagram in a circular circle.
The most basic magic circle and symbol of demons that wizards learn.

Poti did not learn magic at formal educational institutions.
Therefore, he did not even learn the minimum culture that a wizard should learn.

That’s why you don’t even know how dangerous a symbol that basic magic circle can turn into.

Marina bit her lip as she watched the sharpie carve the symbol on the wall just above her altar.

In comparison, Potty’s face became brighter.

“I, really? I heard that the Demon God is the most proficient in magic…”

The wizard watched with a bright face as the sharpie drew the symbol of the demon god.
She was like a follower who was delighted to find a hobby in common with someone she admired.

Sharpie smiled at Potty and said.

“Exactly, you are the only god. The only god who can use magic.”

Marina decided that because the demon king was here, Silnia and Poti fell deeper into the faith they drank.

Although not a professional priest, Shafi, who has been active as a representative of the demon god for over 20 years, is well aware of the various symbols, history, and doctrines of the demon religion.

And, according to the saintess’ judgment, it seemed that the demon king was leaking that information little by little to Silnia and Potty, inducing them to go deeper into the devil worship.

“As expected, take action in advance…”

Marina felt that she should consult later with Hernán, who, like herself, was wary of having the faith Silnia or Poti drank.

With the help of Hernan, who is slowly becoming the center of power here, something good might come out.

That’s how Marina was trying to capture her thoughts.

“Ah!”

A woman’s screams and splashes were heard from the bathroom.
Marina thought she had a hero there, and she hurriedly weaned the baby from her breast.

Naturally, the baby burst into her cries.
She must have been dissatisfied with the disappearance of her well-fed breast milk, but she must have been surprised by the loud sound.
Shafina Potty’s child must have started crying because of that.

While Shafi or Potty ran first to her own child, who had set it down on her kitchen table, Marina set her daughter down again and headed for her bathroom.

The baby is crying. You can soothe her later and have other women take care of her, but if the hero slipped in her bathtub, she had to be saved now.

“Hero!”

When the saintess entered the bathroom, she saw the hero at the edge of the bathtub.
Although she did fall, she did not appear to be drowning or seriously injured.

Marina thought she was lucky and approached her gasping for breath.

“Isn’t that why I said it’s dangerous to bathe alone? Even though her crutches are no longer in use, she’s still limping on her legs…”

When the hero heard the saintess’s voice, she looked at her with her blank eyes.
It’s a beautiful face

The face, which was fair enough even for a woman to see, was slightly emaciated and stricken with emotions.

Marina reached out her hand as she watched with mixed feelings at the hero who was falling more and more downward.

“Would you like to come out?”

“Uh…”

The warrior slowly came to his senses.
She came out of her bath, her face grimacing in pain.

Fortunately, she didn’t injure her leg further.
It’s just a scratch.

The saintess sighed and spoke softly to her hero.

“Are you washing your face in the morning to look good for Hernán?”

Karine trembled and looked at her Marina.
Her legs were especially slender, and she seemed to find it difficult to stand on slippery surfaces with them.

“What do you mean?”

“Isn’t it? It’s getting harder and harder to sleep at night, so I’m not talking about how I look in the morning, so I’m trying to show a better look through a bath.”

“You don’t know…”

The warrior shook his hand and squeezed the moisture from his hair.
Her eyes were gradually blurring again.

Marina told Karine what she would do if she just fell while taking a bath alone at dawn, and she handed her a towel.

“Can’t you please wash with me at least? And if you hit her head, it’s a big deal.”

Even while she was persuading, the cries of babies continued to be heard outside her.

Carine gritted her teeth as if the noise was unbearable.
And she spat out a slip of the tongue.

“Do you or other girls hug you often even if you don’t pay much attention to your body?”

Marina felt dumbfounded as she looked at the hero pathetically wiping her body.
She continued her words with her eyes unfocused.

“I, who doesn’t even get attention, try to get my lover’s attention by washing myself clean in the morning, but you guys just have to take off your clothes at night…”

The saintess felt her hands tremble.
The hero’s words now were that unlike him, you guys could seduce Hernán with her body, so she wouldn’t have to go through hardships like he did now.

Of course, there are people like Potty who aren’t necessarily wrong in reality.
But she shouldn’t say those things, at least in front of herself.

Marina shuddered as she looked at one of the people she still can’t forget, the one who made the night the whole life she had built up was ripped out.

“Warrior…”

“… Huh?”

As the baby’s cries became more frequent, the warrior seemed to have come to his senses little by little.
Perhaps he has just recovered from the shock of his fall.

In any case, she seemed to realize belatedly that her words were a mistake.

Karine stammered at her words, watching her saintess with her swaying eyes.

“Yeah, that’s why the story just came out wrong because I was too careless… No, Marina, I’m sorry…”

“Then, I think you’ve regained your senses, and I’ll leave. Hernan and Silnia haven’t left the room yet, so you can come out slowly.”

After Marina cut off her hero, she turned and went out into the living room.

Carine was speechless and she looked at him and then lowered her head.

* * *

Karine silently and alone broke her bread.
There she wrapped the roasted mushrooms and put them in her mouth.

She had a neat appearance as she ate in an atmosphere that made viewers lose their appetite.
She was definitely cleaner and better-looking than the other women who woke up after taking a bath at night.

However, Hernán, who was thought to be her lover, did not particularly focus on Karine.
He didn’t even have enough time to focus on his four-year-old blood clots and the babies’ mothers.

That familiar misery was especially severe today.
She probably thought it was because of Marina, who, unlike usual, didn’t give her a glance.

The saintess was giving her advice for Silnia, whose milk was not coming out well.

“The original milk increases as you feed it. Aren’t you better now than before?”

“That’s right. But it’s still not enough.”

“If you’re having a hard time, I’ll collect the milk from other women.”

Hernan also responded and opened her mouth.

“I’ll go around the women’s room and collect them. Can everyone cooperate?”

Even after that, Marina gave her breast milk to her daughter, who she hadn’t given before, and she continued to answer medical questions from many women.

Karine felt her self-loathing as she looked at her.

Why did you say that in front of Marina?
With a little thought, she would have noticed that it was something that would upset her.

Have I lost someone who cares for me?
No, since the saintess went out and she needs my help to get to the archbishop rather than the convent, she probably didn’t completely abandon her.

“Ah…”

Tears fall again this morning.
Karine wiped away the tears with her skillful hands.

She didn’t have anyone next to her anyway, so it didn’t matter much to her, but she didn’t want to appear weak in front of other women as much as possible.

As she whipped herself and forced her food into her mouth, her tension was palpable from the other side of her table.
Carine endured her drowsiness from the morning, and she glanced at what was going on.

Forty was saying something to Hernán and the other women.

“You, you are sleeping in Silnia’s room too much!”

Silnia raised her eyes as if bewildered.