Chapter 56 – Dungeon Practice (6)

Helena, who approached her with her golden hair fluttering, said with her golden eyes sparkling in the same way.

“Brother.”

“Oh, yes. What’s the matter, priest?”

“Are you going to fight?”

“?”

What? Are you making a fuss?

The Helena I knew was an ideal cleric, as if drawn in a painting, to the point where she was considered a candidate for the Saint of the Righteous Church of Light.

That why you know

People who are always bright, kind, and happy to help those around them and lead them to become better beings.

Throughout my life on Earth, I’ve never had a religion, but a faithful priest I can respect nonetheless.

Helena felt just like that.

Oh, of course, Helena as an individual has a lot of flaws, and she gives off the feeling of a normal girl of her age….

Either way, it’s all over, ‘Don’t! Do you hit me?’ I wouldn’t say something like that.

… Unless the opponent is a cultist.

Righteous light is the most hostile to evil gods among all the good gods.

Therefore, even the mild Kwangmyeong cults are always associated with evil spirits.

So, the moment you meet a cultist or a monster, you bite the crab foam from her mouth and cry out for holy war.

She shook her head in fright when her thoughts reached this far.

“It is a misunderstanding! Priest! I am not a cult! Rather, they hate them!”

“Yes? It’s not like that… Hmmm. You mean? Can you tell me how much you hate those wicked things?”

Said Helena, clearing her neck without tilting her head.

A cultist… Retort?! Maybe you were trying to say the same thing?

However, giving an opportunity for defense must mean that the other side is not convinced.

I can’t even guess where this misunderstanding came from… Anyway, I shouted with sincerity that it was absolutely not.

“There are many evil gods in the world, but all of them are bastards!”

“Oh oh… !”

“The lowly cultists and monsters are just as badass!”

“Yes! But which part….”

Helena pressed for more details with her eyes even brighter than before.

It feels like it’s asking you to talk more.

Helena wasn’t originally such a violent character… How did you get such a false name….

Could it be because of Carla?

Wasn’t Karla’s father executed for being a cult?

When he saw her eating with her daughter, Karla, he said, ‘Sir, perhaps… ?’ Did you think the same thing?

… It seems that the righteous Church of Light wasn’t crazy enough.

No, it seems to be suspicious anyway, so what should I do with this suspicion now?

She continued, recalling her memories of the second half of her H&A for a moment.

“I just recently had a fight with a cult of turbid unity.”

“Yes?! Really?! Where were you?”

Helena’s eyes turned cold in an instant.

Her eyes are full of madness, as if declaring that she will run right now and smash everything if you tell her where she is.

Scared….

“Hey, not anymore! Me and the guards in Geff City wiped it out! In the process, I raided a dungeon with my slave, and even killed the Bishop of Unification, who was turbid!”

“Wow!”

Helena smiles brightly like a child, as if she asked when she had opened her eyes.

“The chews made a hangout in the basement of the city where good citizens live! They were aiming for an undiscovered dungeon there! There is no other insidious bastard like this!”

“Cultists always find their place in the dark side of man. Even the sun, which equally illuminates all things in the world, has no light to give to them… !”

“Yes, yes! But the shocking thing is now. They secretly kidnapped people and sacrificed human flesh to release the seal of the dungeon….”

As if driving a wedge at this point, he told me in detail what I had seen in the basement of Geff City.

Puddles of rotting blood, human slaughterhouses stained red, altars made of bones and flesh, and skewers of human flesh sold like normal street vendors.

At every word of mine, Helena responded to me with indignation or a brief moment of silence in remembrance of the victims.

It feels like the doubts towards me have been diluted a lot.

… Vincent, who was watching this by her side, looked at me and Helena alternately with her madman-looking eyes, but that part of her decided not to care about her.

“Evil god bastard! Cultists and monsters are bastards!”

“Seeing a suspicious person?”

“We need to report it to the nearby church or guards!”

“But what about certain cultists and monsters?”

“Tear, kill!”

So save me!

Did my earnest will be conveyed?

“Thanks be to the Lord! What a wonderful man you are!”

“I’m kind of like that.”

Is this enough to clear up the misunderstanding?

When I looked at him with eyes asking if he was still more suspicious, Helena avoided looking at me as if she was embarrassed.

“Ugh… In fact, I have never doubted you.”

“Then the first thing you said to me… ?”

“Boo, to my shame, it was a slip of the tongue because I was in a hurry.”

“… Yes?”

“Because you felt the grace of my Lord. However, it seems that he was not formally baptized, so the Lord must have been impressed by how he defeated the wicked.”

“Oh, wait a minute. Perhaps?”

Come to think of it, I now have the sun god’s blessing trait, right?

Since the sun god is the righteous light, there is no way that the priest, Helena, will not recognize it.

… So you think I’m completely lost?

As I blankly blinked her eyes, Helena nodded her head with her face blushing.

“Yes… I just wanted to hear your heroic story, but I stopped talking strangely and caused you trouble.”

Helena took a reverent pose with her hands together in front of her own chest.

“Even after I realized it was a misunderstanding, I was so happy to hear the brother’s story that I couldn’t bring myself to reveal it. Sorry.”

And then, with her apology, she bowed her head.

Shake.

Love and forgiveness. And with mercy… Anyway, it was a posture that naturally emphasized the pockets full of good things.

As if bewitched by this, I involuntarily nodded her head.

“No, what… It could be.”

Didn’t I do any real damage?

Most of all, I received an apology, but it looks better to end it at this point rather than bothering to argue and listen until the end.

“Anyway, should I introduce myself now? It seems we haven’t even gotten our names right yet.”

“Thank you for being so forgiving! Then I will introduce myself first. Eh-hum.”

Helena, who lightly cleared her throat, opened her mouth.

“My name is Helena. Brother seems to have noticed, but he is a righteous priest of light. She doesn’t know how to use all of her basic sacred arts. If you need a cure or a blessing, please let me know.”

I can finally call you Helena instead of priest.

To be honest, it was a little annoying pretending not to know the name.

“It was Helena. Then I will do next. My name is Yandel. I can also use most low-level magic by basic attribute, and I know how to use a shield. Oh, and….”

Swoop.

He took out a shining lion dagger from his inventory and showed it.

“I know how to handle a dagger. Of course, it’s not at the level of knights, so I’d appreciate it if you could think of it as being able to respond a little in case of emergency.”

“Huup! Isn’t that, that’s the sacred thing of our state?!”

“This is the grace I received as a reward for clearing the dungeon when Geff was mentioned earlier. Apparently, the person who sealed the place was the righteous Kwangmyeong-nim… Ah, it was this dagger that took down the Bishop of Cloudy Unity.”

“The Lord will also be pleased with Brother Yandel’s struggles. No, you were already happy and bestowed blessings. It is truly beautiful.”

Helena puts on a thrilling expression as if she was truly touched.

It’s embarrassing to be so fond of being told that you killed someone… Cultists aren’t human, so wouldn’t it be okay?

It took a while for us to nod our heads and exchange good wishes.

“… Can I talk to you now?”

Vincent, who had been sighing heavily around him until now, intervened.

“Ah! I’m sorry brother. Stop being too excited about the new thing….”

“I know there was no malice. I don’t want to blame you, so calm down. Haven’t you been so restless since before?”

A strangely high-pressure tone.

However, considering his family, it is understandable enough.

“My name is Vincent Grenadine. He mainly uses Grenadine swordsmanship, which is the family’s secret, and is an intermediate Aura user level. His specialty is swordsmanship, so it may not be enough in terms of defense, but… I’ll leave that part up to you.”

Marquis of the Grenadines.

Belonging to the Levantine Empire, it is a family that belongs to a considerable name among the martial families.

Having grown up in such a place, it is natural for him to be arrogant.

He’s a little hard on words, not a bad guy, but a guy with nothing to worry about in terms of personality.

However, there was one fatal flaw.

“I will be the first to fight the enemy, so leave the vanguard to me!”

Vincent confidently knocks on his chest.

The guy has real-life anxiety.

This is my first actual performance, so I don’t think I even know myself yet.

Still, since only the lowest level monsters appear in the practice dungeon, there shouldn’t be any problem.

Even after self-introduction, while briefly talking about positions and how to detect pitfalls.

When it was our turn, we all threw ourselves into the dungeon entrance.

And.

“Ah! Save me! Horns… Horns… !”

“Don’t be so grossly attached! You’re interfering with using magic!”

“Lord! Today, I’m sending you a chewed-up baby who’s born wrong from birth!”

A priest who goes mad on the frontlines.

A swordsman hiding behind a wizard.

And me who is wildly throwing magic in all directions.

… I expected it to be a great welcome party, but I didn’t expect it to be this great!