Chapter 197 – To the Cult of Light (2)

“Wow. Crazy.”

The parlor is spacious even for 10 people… It looks like it, but in fact, this is the inside of the wagon.

I heard that it was prepared by the Righteous Gwangmyeong main body, so I expected something good, but it’s beyond my imagination, right?

It wasn’t enough that the space expansion magic was maxed out, so I couldn’t even feel the vibration when moving.

Seeing that the air is fresh, it must be constantly ventilated even when the door is closed. Temperature control is a bonus.

What about the interior around there?

There are soft beds lined up according to the number of people, a solemn lion painting on the wall, a soft sofa in the center, and luxurious rugs on the floor.

Lastly, the symbols of righteous light hanging everywhere.

The figure, which seems to embody the sun, is appropriately arranged to reverently transform a space that can feel luxurious.

How much gold did you spend? No, this place is probably representative of things that cannot be obtained with money.

As I looked around her, admiring her extension, Helena, who was sitting on the sofa opposite her, opened her mouth with a confident smile.

“How are you, brother? Do you like it?”

“That’s great. Isn’t this almost at the level of a high-end inn?”

“Indeed it is. In our denomination, it is called the moving church. Although we have made some modifications to the internal structure for you now.”

“… Are you okay though? It’s the first time I’ve actually seen one, so I didn’t immediately notice, but I’ve heard that only the Holy Father can use the walking church.”

“It was sent by the Holy Father, so there is no problem. Above all, you are wearing the most brilliant protective protection than anyone else in our church. Brother, you deserve it.

“Haha… It’s an honor.”

Helena, her golden eyes twinkling, clasping her hands in prayer near her breast.

… Burden. She is very burdened.

It is an era where even cardinals, saints, and saint candidates can only receive A-rank blessings.

The pope is elected by voting among the cardinals, so his blessing is no different from other cardinals.

So, it must be a clear proof that I am favored by the Righteous Light, receiving the protection of an A+ rank.

The problem is that I am on my way to inform in advance that if I am going to offer the apostleship, I will reject it.

She slowly turned her head away from Helena’s gaze, which had been pierced from before her.

Then all she could see was Iris, who covered her own face with her hands and kept her mouth shut.

A small animal that has found its natural enemy. It looks like a child, as if insisting that there is no Iris.

Perhaps belatedly realizing that she couldn’t cover it, she gently stroked her long exposed ears.

“Iris?”

“Hee! Lord, master! I can’t hear…”

“If you don’t like it, take her hand off her face and look this way.”

“That’s… That’s embarrassing.”

“You know what’s more embarrassing now? How long are you going to stay like this?”

“Keugh…”

Iris trembled as if recalling a dark history. But she never let go of her hand.

“It can’t be helped.”

What’s the point of leaving it here? I picked up Iris and sat it on my lap.

Then, as if a sleepy platypus were hiding in her nest, Iris naturally buried her face in my chest.

You’ll wake up later when you calm down.

While patting her small back and letting out a sigh. Her eyes met Helena, who was staring blankly this way.

“Priest Helena?”

“Hot! Mmm, what’s going on Brother Yandel?”

“I want you to look this way. I was wondering if you had something to say.”

“Um…”

Helena drool and looked around carefully.

Carla was sitting on her left as if it were natural. On the right, Elisha took advantage of the gap where Iris was missing and attached her buttocks to her.

As if Faye was curious, she was looking around here and there, and Iona was already rolling around on the bed.

Seeing that, Helena tilted her head.

“Even if it’s Miss Faye and Professor Iona… It was always strange that Brother Yandel was close to his slaves. Oh, of course I have no intention of arguing with you about your personal life, but the slave on his lap… “

“Aha?”

Righteous light fanatically hates evil spirits. Of course, he doesn’t like the cultists, nor the slaves associated with them.

But what is the reason for the downfall of the slaves around me?

Karla is suspected of being a cultist and Elisha and Iris are charged with summoning spirits.

For Helena, who knew me as a demon-hater similar to or worse than herself, it must be that she couldn’t understand how close she was to Iris.

Iris squeezed the scruff of her neck to stabilize it, then opened her mouth.

“All three of them made some kind of deal with me.”

“A deal? Are you talking about slaves?”

“Although he is a slave, he is an excellent wizard. Above all, it is not directly related to evil spirits, is it?”

The false accusation that Carla’s father has inflicted on her is still unresolved. However, it was revealed long ago that Carla had nothing to do with the cult.

Isn’t that why she was sentenced to slavery rather than death?

What about Iris and Elisha? It is clear that Iris tried to summon her elemental.

But that doesn’t lead to devil worship.

… The danger of summoning another transcendent being is undeniable, but it has nothing to do with evil spirits.

“Even so, isn’t it too much of a waste to be treated as a mere slave?”

“But…”

He slowly shook his head at Helena, who was trying to protest.

“Nope. That’s enough for me. … Above all, words are a transaction, and in fact, it is not a very rigid relationship.”

“Yes?”

“Oh, what is that? You know because you’ve heard of Helena, too, right? What does a companion mean to an elf?”

“… Half of the soul, a pair of wings, intertwined roots, a thousand-year promise. No way?”

“Yes. I hope so. Do you know that Iris was the owner of the Sylvan Magic Tower in the first place? Even though you can undo the enslavement imprint on your own, the reason why you remain meekly as my slave is because there is a stronger contract.”

“Ah…”

Helena nodded her head in a little admiration. Iris squirmed and sat back, revealing her face.

“It is as the owner said. I know how I and Elisha look in the eyes of a priest like you, but she won’t worry.”

“Is that so.”

“Something like that. My master’s enemy is my enemy. The master’s goal is my goal. This engraving… It will disappear someday, but in the meantime, it is a symbol of trust connecting me and the owner.”

Iris smiled faintly as she caressed the thorny vine pattern on her neck.

“Perhaps Lady Lindelheit made a similar promise.”

“Yes? Isn’t it?”

“Yes?”

Iris blinked her blue sky-like eyes and tilted her head.

Karla also blinked her ruby ​​eyes and tilted her head in reverse.

“Ugh… Didn’t you, Lady Lindelheit, end your slave status later on and bond with your master?”

“What are you talking about? Am I always the master’s slave?”

“… Then why did you teach the family’s vision so zealously? I thought he was dreaming of the revival of Lindelheit through the owner, since he would become a family anyway.”

“Well, my body, my mind, and the knowledge in my head are all yours, right? … Jo Oh-geum To be honest, I did it because I liked asking the owner for my traces.”

“Is it a territory mark? ?”

Stupid Iris. Elisha and Helena are also opening their mouths as if they had similar thoughts.

Only Carla blinked her eyes at her innocent face as if she didn’t know what was wrong.

“There. Carla? If I were to release you from slavery…”

“Oh, no, Master!”

Carla’s complexion, which had been fine, turned blue for a moment and clung to my arm.

“Please don’t abandon me! You said you would enslave me for life!”

“No, it’s not throwing it away, it’s releasing it.”

“Anyway, you won’t be your master’s slave! Hey, did I do something wrong? Have you offended your master? Sorry. I won’t do it again if you let me know…”

It’s an anxious expression, like a dog in the rain that I haven’t seen in a long time.

He patted Karla’s shoulder and slowly let it off her arm.

“I’m not really throwing it away, so calm down. You can’t be a slave forever. I’m talking about a long time later.”

“I am… It’s okay to be your master’s slave for the rest of your life. I told you before. It doesn’t matter how many other women you take. Even if you don’t love me… It hurts, but it’s okay. Just don’t try to separate me from my master. Me… Need me…”

“…”

“I can’t imagine a life where I’m not your master’s slave anymore…”

Heavy.

Carla’s obsession is too heavy.

Unlike Elisha and Iris, I knew that her way of thinking was crooked once during her slave education, but was this enough?

Even though he has shown a brighter side recently, it feels like the underlying fear has not changed.

She let out a deep sigh and pulled Kara. Then he whispered in my trembling ear.

“It’s fine. Why would I listen to you so well and abandon a pretty slave? Carla, you are my slave for life. No one can take it away can’t escape So feel free to leave everything to me. You just think about how to be cute to me. Isn’t that the duty of a pet slave?”

“Yeah…”

Words filled with possessiveness that have been whispered over and over again.

After repeating this over and over again, Carla’s tremors gradually subsided, and she stopped completely within no time.

As a side effect of hers, her face turned bright red and her expression went hazy, but she got better anyway.

I didn’t know that Karla would be so obsessed with her master-servant relationship.

In fact, I don’t see any reason to give up. You can live with it for the rest of your life the way you want.

Instead, when bringing up such a topic from now on, be a little more careful with Karla.

“Whoa…”

She raised her head with a sigh of relief at the thought that it was somehow resolved.

“Yes.”

And as if Helena had seen a master gaslighter, she flinched and pulled her body back.

“Priest Helena, there is a little misunderstanding…”

“Ah! It’s already prayer time! Excuse me at this point. It was a pleasant conversation, brother!”

Helena gets up from the sofa and heads towards the wall with the symbol of righteous light hanging on it.

She reached out her hand toward Helena’s back with a look of bewilderment at the obvious rejection. The person who left did not come back.

Of course, the opportunity to explain has also disappeared.

Swoop.

Iris’s small hand overlaps on top of my hand, which was vainly crossing the air.

“… I understand.”

It was a warm smile as if seeing a comrade.

“No, don’t understand, ask for a solution.”

And, Iris, you actually get a lot of muck, so it’s good for yourself.