Chapter 1014 – #243_Scouting Is Hard (2)

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One.
In fact, compared to the previous three societies, the Order of Search, which was introduced by the president of the Shreliom Small Society and became the last target to be recruited, has a somewhat ambiguous corner.

This is because, aside from the number of academic members, the influence is also behind compared to other academic societies.

In fact, ‘Mercedes Aisha’, the president of Shureliom, suggested that he could arrange a meeting with various presidents, and Siu had a better choice than the religious order.

It is not because of the dark desire to present beautiful underwear to lovers that he rejected a better choice and made the shopping order a target.

At this point, even if the Chesed Society had a plausible pretext, it was unreasonable to immediately appoint the public Dorothy and Linnaeus as deans.

Even if the two turned to the side of Gehenna, established a revolutionary major, and delivered the confidential information of Hexsennacht, it would be the same.
There will be no opposition from Gehenna’s public opinion, nor will there be any justification within the society.

Therefore, Siwoo was planning to open an undergraduate school first and use it as a stepping stone to appoint two people as external instructors.

Approached from this point of view, the research area of ​​the Order of Pursuit is symbolic magic and religious imagery.
In other words, it was Dorothy’s sister’s field of study and a precious conference that would serve as a stepping stone.

However, it was impossible to visit without any contact.

According to Sister Arin, the two of them made a pilgrimage together, but that may be a lie, or they may be in a relationship with Eunwon.

“In that sense, I would like to meet you once.”
[Hmm~~~ Really?]
“Do you know each other?”
[Umm~ I’ve been on a trip together for a while before, but…]

For some reason, Dorothy seemed displeased.
Her shrewdness and concealment of her true feelings are better than a thousand-year-old fox, to the point where Siwoo finds out about her discomfort.

[Darling is trying so hard for me. I’m really happy]

And to the point of making an abrupt change of topic.

“You’re really okay, right?”
[Of course~ I’ll decorate it nicely and wait]
[Dorothy. Nanggun’s… ]

– Boom

Dorothy cuts off contact without explanation when she hears Rinne’s voice from the side.
In the end, she had no choice but to ask Sister Arin, who was to go to the present world together, about everything.

“I want to know more about your relationship with Dorothy.”

True to her nickname of Faithful Witch, Sister Arin exudes the atmosphere of a benevolent priest.

She opened her mouth in a faint voice as if reliving her distant memories.

“Everyone who believes in the glory and miracles of the Lord as a witch has a moment when they face it. It is a wavering of faith and faith.”

The agony is heavier than that of ordinary believers.

The Bible does not recognize any special magic other than divine miracles.
Not only do they not acknowledge it, but they regard it as heresy and even reject it.

Furthermore, aren’t there any records of witches anywhere in the Bible?

There is a part that mentions a witch as a shaman or prostitute who wields power, but that is far from the definition of a real witch.

At the time, she was in her throes of anguish, Arrin Thiandra, who had only been 10 years old since she had inherited the stigma.

Did God really exist?
If so, what kind of existence is the witch in front of you?
Even though she prayed day and night, she did not hear an answer, so she made up her mind to go to the present world.

It was for a pilgrimage to the Holy Land.

I toured Bethlehem, the Temple Mount, and Gorakga in Israel, where you can feel the footsteps of the saint.
She tried to find her answer by walking the Street of St. James in Santiago de Compostela, Spain.
She moved her travels to Vatican City, where she tried to find traces of God by meditating on the beauty of St. Peter’s Basilica.

However, no effort could fill Arin’s void.

Rather, she clearly experienced the sense of distance between witches and humans, and the distance between gods and witches, mixed with human believers who prayed and shed tears in ordinary ways.

He met Dorothy before Mussolini’s fascism began to spread in earnest.
It was in the lounge of the Oturio Hotel, which boasts an unusual splendor contrary to the gloom left by World War I.

‘All, you…’
‘Huh?’

Even around this time, Dorothy Sahaquiel, the ‘witch of the quest’, was gaining fame for her exploits, so Arin had a hunch about her death.

‘She’s a cute nun~ If you don’t mind, why don’t we go to Mass tomorrow?’

Contrary to expectations, however, Dorothy smiled and offered Arin her coffee.

Arin could not disobey Dorothy’s words.
Her option of running away was also not a major one, as she was half-forced to stay with her in an ultra-luxurious suite.

Arin, who was praying to God with her whole body trembling, visited the cathedral with Dorothy the next day and saw Dorothy’s profile quietly spending time in meditation and prayer.

Arin asked where he got such courage from.

‘Does God really exist? If so, what kind of faith should I look to him with? Wouldn’t my very existence go against his words and will?’

Dorothy replied to this.

‘I don’t know. But sometimes I think about it. Is it really possible for imperfect humans to accept the message of an omnipotent God without distortion?
Was it really done according to the word of God to build such a magnificent cathedral, create a holy hymn that praises God, and entrust the Pope, Cardinal, Priest and Priest to act as mediators between God and believers?’

Dorothy’s answer was extremely heretical.
He seemed to harbor no respect, fear, or even reverence for his faith.

‘When I quietly close my eyes and pray, there are times when I feel a holy light in the middle of my heart. Maybe that’s God for me.’

However, in Arin’s eyes, it seemed so sacred and sincere.

“After that, we traveled together for about half a year. Sometimes we fight, sometimes we raise our voices because we have different opinions, but it was a valuable experience for me.”
“Hmm… Okay.”

While waiting for her to go through the departure procedures, Siu looked at Sister Arin’s side face with an appropriate answer.

What?

As if feeling her gaze, Sister Arin met her eyes.

“Do you have any problem?”
“Oh, no.”

I was confused at the moment, but I felt a sense of incongruity in the expression of Sister Arin, who looked far away as if she had opened an album of her memories.

2.
It is very rare for Baron Demer to visit the Mansion of Gemanai.

The two families have almost no contact in business, and it is so open that even Border Town’s Chun-shik knows that Demer and Albireo have long been enemies.

They are not at the level of genuinely hating them or wanting to make a life-and-death decision, but they are two people who are not on good terms, at the level of ‘the kid I don’t like very much in the class’.

Didn’t he urge Lisenne’s clerk to file a plagiarism dispute on Siu’s thesis before, and in the salon, fight over everything and try to beat Albireo?

Baron Demer, who was like that, came to visit.

Albireo felt more than embarrassed.

“Were you surprised by the sudden visit?”
“Yes, I am very surprised. Did you come to borrow some money? We have high interest rates.”

In front of Albireo, who naturally responded bluntly, Baron Demer smiled bitterly and opened his mouth.

“We had a really long relationship, right?”

A different atmosphere than usual.
I want to know what’s going on

However, Albireo wasn’t so easygoing that he would reply, “Yes, let’s do it!”

“You’re the first to pick a fight over everything.”
“What do you mean? Albireo is the one who tackles me when something goes well.”

“Honestly, did you think I was having a fight?”
“I’m really talkative. I really have no culture.”

Demer and Albireo fight as usual with a pretentious smile on their lips without ever raising a harsh word.
Only like this is an extension of daily life in the salon.

“Whoa, no. I’m not here to do this. After all, with you, I will cease to be me. Can’t you be a little more polite?”
“Is it a customer’s duty to come uninvited and gossip?”
“I won’t tell you.”

Baron de Mer shook his head with a tired expression.

“Okay, take this one. If we stay longer, we will fight again with fervor.”

What Dmerna held out in front of Albireo was a pretty expensive-looking necklace studded with blue diamonds.

“What is this all of a sudden?”

Albireo is wary of unexpected favors.

“Come to think of it, Count Albireo is about to succeed.”
“Eat this and inherit it quickly?”
“No! It’s not like that…”

Baron Demer, who was nervous, averted his gaze as if he was embarrassed and shouted loudly.

“Still, social activities were fun because Albireo was there. It’s a token of gratitude for that. If I don’t tell you now, I’m afraid I’ll regret it later… Accept it anyway.”

Even if you are evil, if you continue to meet face to face and happenings happen, hateful feelings and good feelings will accumulate.

To Demer, Albireo was a rival and a jealous opponent, but it is true that without Albireo, he wouldn’t have enjoyed the Red Roof Salon as much as he does now.

Albireo grinned when he realized that Demer’s actions were not fakes or hidden dreams, but sincere expressions.

“Baron de Mer, now that she has a lover, she has changed quite a bit like a girl, right?”
“Hmph, what is a girl at this age? Please let me know before the succession ceremony. Don’t leave without a word.”
“All right. I will be grateful to you, Demer.”

Baron Demaire left as quickly as he had appeared with an embarrassed expression on his face.
Albireo, who was left alone in the drawing room, quietly looked at his necklace.

“…”

The witch’s mind is so cunning.

For witches, succession is a noble and honorable act.
Originally, Albireo would have felt relieved and proud, although he would have felt worried about the twins he would be left behind.

But now, she has an expedient of inheriting the abnormality through her Siwoo.
When a new path is created, you will continue to draw in the same situation.

Like the twins who proudly inherited the brand, and Denebra, who looks at them with delight.
Like Albireo, who holds the twins’ hands and enters at a wedding.

But anyway, to leave the anomalous succession as Plan B, I have to sleep with Shin Si-woo again…

– Quul Quul

“Ha…”

Albireo trembles at the dark history that has surfaced for the first time in a while.
It seems that nothing in the world is easy.