Chapter 76 – Elmen! – 3

There was a hole in the ceiling of the cathedral, which was like a fortress, and I descended from the sky.

But does a long life in high office foster composure? If not, does it make you lose your fear? The head of the altar looked calm in its own way.

“Just tell me where you are from.”

Bad guys are always like this.

Because he himself knows best how wicked he has lived, when his life is threatened, he asks where he belongs first.

“It’s me. Elfriede.”

“Elfriede’s gender… Female… Say… “

“God. God can manifest in the afterlife in any form.”

After examining my appearance, examining the open ceiling, and looking left and right, the altar leader gulped and opened his mouth.

“Then what are you doing here?”

“What are you doing here? Is this crazy?”

But at that moment, my captain swung his hand toward me — and stretched it out.

“Look at this?”

“Quaaaaagh!”

A creepy, dislocated sound. His shoulder ended his life in such a futile way that he wondered if it could fall off so easily.

Then it is. It seems that he did not exercise or train normally.

“Is this crazy?”

I hit the back of the boy’s head with the palm of my hand. But there was a sound that was closer to Pak rather than Puck.

“Aww.”

“I am Elfriede. I had no idea that you guys were sacrificing and holding ancestral rites for me.”

“Yes.”

“What are you going to do next?”

The boy laughed softly as he sweated profusely. It was an awkward smile that showed the will to survive.

“I will pray more diligently.”

“Just pray?”

“What else do you want? I will do anything.”

But I shook my head.

“I do not need.”

“Yes?”

“What you can do, I can do too. Does it make sense that an omnipotent god would entrust someone with subcontracting in the first place?”

“Then what should I do?”

“I need to reflect first. Let’s reflect on the fact that we sold a mat with no warmth at all and a statue that doesn’t even resemble us at a high price.”

Around that time, light flooded into the church.

The light this time was not pouring from the ceiling. It was the light that came in when the front door was wide open.

The priests who were guarding the main gate hurriedly rushed this way. All of them were men of enormous stature.

A crowd that comes like waves. It wasn’t until I saw the Altar Commander’s reinforcements that I realized that I also had an Elise.

‘Still, there’s no need to do things together that can be done alone.’

If Ellis knew that the captain cared so much for the officers, she would surely be impressed.

The altar leader’s expression became complicated.

If it was a cheese that melted and flowed before, now it is a cheese that has a lot of worries. There was an illusion that I could hear the sound of my head spinning.

She told him at the biggest crossroads in her life.

“Women run away from you and men run towards you. It’s a very strange life, you too.”

The Vice President glared at me very slightly, as if I was as angry as I said. However, it was really just a fleeting moment.

I crossed my arms and stared blankly at the altar.

“What are you going to do?”

He looked around at his men with a rather serious expression. Now it’s like hardened cheese.

“I have an important agenda and I am in a meeting. Everyone get out.”

How much loyalty do you have to be in an organization made of money?

Strictly speaking, those guys were probably more concerned about reducing the amount of money that would fall on them rather than worrying about the head of the altar.

The men leave, and the church goes into darkness again. The head of the altar asked while wiping away his sweat.

“I did as you were told. Other than that, you can do whatever you want. I’ll try something called self-reflection, so don’t kill me first.”

I nodded.

“Where do you keep the money you earn?”

“It is kept in the basement of the cathedral.”

“Guide me.”

I quietly follow him as he walks like a pig being led to the slaughterhouse.

When one of the food on the table for the sacrifice was touched, the ground cracked and transformed into a door leading to the basement.

The basement was deeper and wider than I thought.

But it doesn’t stink. I didn’t even feel the fact that the air was still. It must have been that he visited often and put a lot of effort into managing it.

“Yeah.”

What finally appeared were well-organized gold coins, documents stacked one on top of the other, and luxuries worthy of money.

“You are kneeling here.”

I kneel him down and examine the stacked documents.

[ Clause 2. ]

▶When a contract is concluded, the responsibility is assumed by both the buyer and the seller at the same time. So, as in the case of Article 1, you may take on the risk in each proportion, or you may bear a certain amount of self-pay, or you may or may not.

“…?”

Although he dropped out of the academy, he has at least one tenacity. In short, no matter how messy a sentence is, you can read it ‘to the end’.

Sure enough, around the eleventh clause.

[Article 11.]

▶ In fact, all responsibility is borne by the buyer. The above clause takes precedence over any other clause.

Even the font size of Article 11 was very small compared to other provisions.

“Yeah. These crazy bastards.”

Baka-!

“Cuck!”

I ran over and kicked the head of the altar.

These guys weren’t satisfied with selling mats and statues at ridiculous prices. Even after that, he was constantly paying debts and making people into slaves.

“Even Elfriede won’t earn something so filthy. This bastard.”

“Ugh… Oh, it hurts! Yes? I am Elfriede… Whoops!”

Trample

And kick it His body was distorted here and there, but he didn’t care and kept kicking. Until he was covered in blood.

“Heh, heh… Please save me! Cool memories!”

A gun is aimed at his temple, which cannot even resist. The faint trembling of young fingers.

I think about what kind of action I have to shoot and kill to make my anger lessen a little bit. The moment I thought about it and took a deep breath.

“Sah, save me! Save me! I’m just an actor! There is a separate head of the altar!”

The finger that was about to pull the trigger stops for a moment. He tries to prove his innocence by getting bloodshot in his eyes.

“Rachel! My name is Rachel! That crazy woman is the real Altar!”

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“…What crazy!”

Rachel ran as fast as she could. Her life was threatened if she did not sprint.

“Never. How many years have I endured on this floor!”

After surviving and surviving on this muddy floor, the conclusion she carved into her bones was that, after all, her life mattered most.

She has her mastery. There is know-how. He has a keen eye.

So, as long as she preserves her life, the gold coins will naturally follow her.

“What the hell was it?”

There was a hint of embarrassment in her muttered voice.

The attention given to Rachel is not at the level of what others lightly say, ‘quick in sight.’

The other person’s room, ability, plans, emotions, etc., That are never quantified, come to her mind for some reason.

This itself can be described as a ‘unique ability’.

Really important documents are stored in mana, so it’s okay. Rachel, who quickly changed her clothes and fled, reached a place at some point.

“Carriage… “

One wagon. One coachman.

As you can see, there is no owner. She approached her coachman with a sharp dagger tucked in her sleeve.

Sensing her life, the coachman immediately raised both of her hands.

“Where is the carriage going?”

“The destination has not been decided yet.”

“Go east. In the middle, I’ll point out the direction, so just keep going. Okay?”

As she said that, Rachel slashed her coachman’s throat with a dagger.

“The moment I activate my magic, the poison permeates through that wound. Do it right.”

Whose carriage is this carriage? Originally, it didn’t matter where the carriage was going.

Humans are creatures struggling to survive. However, if you can afford it in life, you will fight for wealth.

Rachel did not forget to put some gold coins in her coachman’s pocket just in case she didn’t know. She must have secured her short-term loyalty.

“Whoa.”

With a sigh of her tension, Rachel climbed onto her carriage.

However, the coachman, whose life was threatened, showed no signs of departing. Rachel urged her.

“I have no companions. Get started right now! Do you want to die?”

However, the coachman hesitated, but she did not show any action.

“That is… “

“What! Are you leaving?”

“Someone is already on board… “

“What?”

Rachel then realized that there were other passengers in the carriage besides herself.

She didn’t even know it was there because she didn’t feel anything. No, because I feel it now, I feel it again. It seemed that he was in too much of a hurry to feel it.

A strange woman in a bunny girl. She points the dagger at her throat.

“Get off. If you don’t want to die.”

The answer that came back was simple.

“Tohei.”

And, she couldn’t understand what he was saying.