Chapter 694 – #019. Peace Paladin, Loen Vanilla (4).

#019. Paladin of Peace, Loen Vanilla.

“Saintess! Where do you keep looking?!”
“Please look this way too, saintess!”

The children grabbed Christina’s arm and shook her, whining.
Cristina, who looked elsewhere, begged for her attention.

“All right.”

Cristina smiled and dealt with her children.
But the nerves continued to turn to the back of the orphanage.

Where Ryan and Loen went.
I couldn’t take my eyes off it.

‘What kind of conversation are they talking about?’

I was curious.
I wondered how important she was to say that she preferred meeting her strangers over her daughter-in-law.

But she didn’t have the courage to challenge Ryan.
She was oblivious to the children, caring pointlessly about the men and women out of sight.

“Saintess!”
“The saintess has no interest in us!”

The eyes of the children were like ghosts.
Realizing that Cristina doesn’t care about them, she starts hanging out with herself, excluding Cristina.

The orphanage children were like family to each other.
Even without an adult, I was able to play well.

“I’m just playing for a while. I have business over there…”

Cristina removed her children and cautiously approached where the two were.
She made fun of her steps, stealthily, like a thief sneaking in.
She felt a strange guilt for herself trying to eavesdrop on someone else’s conversation, but she shook her head and managed to shake it off.

‘This is something she can do as Rachel’s mother. It’s a right.’

Clinging to her wall, her self-justification.
From around the corner, the voices of a man and a woman are heard.

‘What are you talking about?’

It doesn’t sound right.
She frowned and tried to concentrate, but she couldn’t understand what was being said.

“Let’s go, Rowen.”

Of all the words Christina heard, the only thing that was certain was the last word.
Ryan’s voice.

As soon as I said let’s go, two people came out from around the corner.
As soon as Cristina met Ryan’s eyes, she realized the situation.

“Where did you go again!”

Cristina yelled at her, but she didn’t answer.
The castrated alter ego showed no particular interest in Christina.

“Christina, what’s wrong all of a sudden?”
“Saint?”

Loen calls out to herself in a calm voice.
Cristina also felt a sense of alienation in her Loen’s reaction.
Loen had a similar vibe to Ryan.

“No way! No way… !”

I don’t know how to express it.
It’s Ryan, but it’s not Ryan.
Loen, but she wasn’t Loen.

It was somehow unfamiliar.
It was like seeing someone for the first time today.

“Brother Ryan!”
“Mr. Rowen!”

The children did not notice the change in them.
Because they’re completely identical, there’s no way they’d notice.

But Christina noticed.
Ryan used some trick and escaped the same way as before.
She was sure she had left her doll, not herself, and gone somewhere.

‘Rachel… !’

If you’re away for a few days, shouldn’t you take care of your child first?
As a father, you have to do your duty.
However, Ryan did not fulfill his duties and left with Loen.

Cristina clenched her fists.
I had never hit anyone in my life, but I felt like I wanted to punch Ryan.
Cristina was stunned by her inner violence.

‘No, no. You can’t be the same person, Cristina.’

As a Saint of the Church of Light, she must set her example.
Her own conduct represents the dignity of her light, so even for the sake of her light, she must properly maintain her dignity as a saint.

“Whoa…”

She took a deep breath.
She shook off her resentment for not knowing why, and glared at Ryan and Rowen’s back.
That didn’t mean they would come back.

* * *

She escaped from Starlight Orphanage and fled the capital.

Damn dag dag dag dag.
Rumble-!

Both the coachman and the wagon, I created them all with my own power.

“He is also the god of peace. This is basic.”

I didn’t need money to go on a pilgrimage to the Priest of Peace.
All supported.

“I thought it was not normal. Is Ryan even human?”

Looking around the inside of the wagon enchanted with space-expanding magic, Loen continued to exclaim.

“Don’t mercenaries use wagons like this?”
“It’s not that I can’t write, it’s that I can’t write. No matter how talented the mercenaries are, no matter how successful the mercenaries are, they cannot even dream of a wagon. Do you know how much it costs to manage?”

No matter what era, it’s cheapest to grind a human into it.
So did the mercenaries.

“It was supported by the God of Peace. You spent a lot of energy for the priest and paladin.”
“Is Ryan a priest? Are you a paladin?”
“I am a priest. Loen, be a paladin.”
“… Because he was originally a holy knight. Was it a lie?”

It’s not a lie.
Those who believe in God do not speak lies.

“It’s called a hybrid. I am both a paladin and a priest.”

Rowen sighed as if he had given up on understanding.

“Because I decided to follow. I won’t ask any more.”
“If you have any questions, you can ask. I will answer everything.”
“… I don’t need it. I don’t have the confidence to understand just because I hear it.”

Does she never consider the possibility that the man sitting in front of her could be God?

‘It’s a case of hardship to recall.’

My behavior was so unusual that it was not easy to think that I was a god.
You probably can’t even think of it.

“First of all, let’s put on a nice piece of armor, too, Loen.”

Since he was a paladin, he thought it would be better to be formal like a paladin.

“A paladin must have plate armor, of course.”
“… Plate armor is inconvenient. Can’t you just give me chain mail lightly? Leather is also durable and tough, so it’s okay.”
“No. Plate armor unconditionally.”

That’s the Holy Knight.
That’s Paladin.

“Instead, I’ll cast a lightweight magic. It will be lighter than leather.”
“Then…”

He gave me a white plate armor as a gift.
Armor was worn over Loen’s body.

Clap clap-!
Keying-!

Loen, who was looking around her body, burst out exclamations.

“Oh oh… Really light. It looks like you’re not wearing anything!”

Ron’s eyes sparkled.
The nature of a mercenary who is obsessed with equipment slowly raised its head.

“I’ll give you a good sword as well.”

Light particles gathered in the air and became a sword.
Church of Peace Reliquary, Peace Breaker.

“Peacebreaker? Church of Peace Relics are Peace Destroyers… ?”
“It’s a cuter name than Destroyer.”

Peace Breaker.
Only when people face ruthless violence do they realize the value of peace.
Break the peace for the sake of peace.
That’s justice.

“Roen, listen carefully. We will bring peace to this continent. The goal is to make the Church of Peace stronger than the Church of Light.”
“Is it possible?”

Loen knows how great the Church of Light is.
There was even a holy empire with the Church of Light as the state religion.

“Yes, it is possible.”

It’s easy to just use the power of God.
Destroy the god of light and place Uriel in its place.

‘But then it wouldn’t be fun.’

I chose to move myself.
Enjoy the journey and pamper Christina.

“Justice done. The Church of Peace has the realization of justice as its doctrine.”
“… Justice.”
“I will practice justice by destroying evil and judging evil in this land where good will has become useless. Please follow me.”

The horse runs.
The wagon almost flew on the paved road.

The merchants departing from the capital move toward their respective destinations.
Our wagon, too, had no particular destination in mind, but was running roughly.
Find evil.

* * *

The war with the demon king is over.
For some reason, the demon army retreated, and the allied forces scattered to their respective countries.
Peace came at once.
But the peace did not last long.

Violence at the village level was still taking place.
Thieves are in full swing and mercenaries are fighting.

Just as the demon king could not control his power and showed his ambition even to the human world.
Even those with the power of a rat tail swung their power at those weaker than themselves.

“Captain, isn’t this town nice? There are no men, and the women are pretty.”

A mean-looking man giggled and poured me a drink.
He was a creepy-looking man with one eye hole open.

The man called Big Brother looked around the tavern with a grim face.
The mercenary subordinates were watching him.

“The men who were taken to the war never thought of coming back. Are they all dead?”

The captain of the Mercenary Corps, the Blood King, said Rex, twisting the tail of his mouth.
At his words, his men burst into laughter.

“Keuk Hak Hak! Everyone must be dead!”
“To die from being conscripted. Even if you are stupid, you are too stupid.”
“Why are you being dragged? We can just run away!”

The Blood King’s mercenaries laughed at the men who were drafted and taken away.
Their ridicule lodged in the tavernkeeper’s ears.

The tavern owner has lost his son.
The son has not returned yet.
Sometime after the war with the demon lord, why?

He didn’t think his son was dead.
He would come back, he was just lost, he was so sure.
As time went on, his confidence was waning.

Rex asked, glancing at Hans, his one-eyed subordinate, his right arm.

“What about Sylvia? Does she still want to wait for her husband?”
“Yes, even if you say you’re dead, you’re holding on.”
“Tsk tsk, I’m sure you said it was the last offer.”

Sylvia was the prettiest woman in Nobri Village.
The village chief’s daughter.
In place of the village chief who was bedridden, she was acting as the village chief’s deputy.

Rex was aiming for her.
The reason was nothing.
A face full of cuteness unlike a country boy.
And big, curvy breasts and hips.

“Go to the old chief!”

Rex got up from her seat, emptying her full glass.