Chapter 150 – The Mermaid Bride (4)

As the carriage left the capital, I shook my head. I saw the great gates of the capital closing with a heavy roar. I didn’t do much, but looking back, I could say that it was a very eventful ascetic practice. Robin’s marriage story was a success, I played a female knight even though it was incomplete with Sieri, and a fucking rumor spread among the aristocratic families in the capital that I was having an affair.

Of course, no one accused me of having an affair, so there was no impeachment or punishment for this. However, even the king, who I thought would always be on my side, said ‘Take care of your private life’, so my image in the royal capital was similar to that of an elven idiot.

A.A and Erina seemed to have resolved things amicably after that. It wasn’t my job what the two of them did in bed at night, but just imagining the sight of them caressing each other’s genitals gave me strength in the lower half of my body.

I was about to say goodbye to A.A. And Erina before I went back to add some definite spice to my imagination. However, both of them hurried back to the kingdom, so we couldn’t meet. I didn’t know why he had to go back, but I just wished him well until we met next time.

I’ll see you soon as long as I enter the dungeon of the elven kingdom.

Sieri was asleep next to me with her head down, in the aftermath of last night’s intense love affair. I touched Sieri’s knee her. Cieri’s knees her were soft and white and fun to touch. When I lifted up his skirt and touched it, it would turn red before I knew it, or Sieri would break and quarrel with me.

After kneading Sieri’s knees like rubber clay for a while, I looked out the window. Outside the window, Robin was gazing into the air, laughing like an idiot in a comedy movie.

“Robin.”

“Ah yes!”

Even though Robin responded with discipline, he couldn’t erase his smile of her. I had no intention of scolding Robin like that. If it continues like this even after entering the manor, the story will be different.

“Do you feel that good?”

“Yes, that’s good! Thanks to the lord! Thank you again!”

“It’s fortunate. But, as much as I’ve worked so hard, Robin, as a Petta family knight, you have to do your best. Do you understand?”

“All right!”

Robin cried loudly. Robin’s voice spread far and wide, so I felt good too.

No accidents occurred on the way back from the capital. There were accidents like a group of bandits appearing and sticking out their necks, or a highwayman who wanted to die put his face on my mace, but other than that, nothing special happened. I appeased Sieri, who prayed for the dead in each incident, and encouraged Robin, who worked diligently each time as my combat assistant and escort.

By the time more than half of the journey had passed, me, Robin, and Sieri were both exhausted and restless. It was because he had been away from the territory for quite a long time, and he wanted to go back as soon as possible. Sieri stomped his feet every time he passed each of the estates. Then, when she made eye contact with me, she smiled awkwardly, and she said:

“Do you want to go back quickly, too?”

“Sure, Sieri.”

I said that while stroking Sieri’s head. Then Sieri burrowed into me like a puppy and rubbed her face against her chest her. Then she hugged me and fell asleep quietly, and I also fell into a deep sleep leaning on Sieri. And.

“Believe me!!”

“What, what the fuck!”

A groan was heard somewhere. It was evident from the middle of the street. The carriage stopped, and Robin looked straight ahead with a somewhat bewildered expression. Sieri also woke up at the same time and was looking around.

“What’s up Robin?”

I tried to suppress my irritation from waking up and asked Robin. Robin was about to answer when her second cry was heard.

“Himaaaaa!!”

“No, what the fuck.”

I couldn’t stand it and got off the carriage. It was because I thought it would be easier to understand if I checked it myself rather than listen to Robin’s explanation of her. What I saw before my eyes from the carriage was a truly grotesque sight. A bald man was surrounded by dozens of people in a circle, and the man standing in the middle of her was screaming in a priestly robe.

“Saraaaaa!!”

When the last cry was over, the people who were drawing a circle centered on the man fell flat on the floor and started shouting.

“Faith! Hope! Love! Faith! Hope! Love! Faith! Hope! Love!”

What? What the fuck are you doing? I turned my head and looked across the road. There, the territory guards were wandering around holding spears with very perplexed expressions. At a glance, it wasn’t our guard post. I asked Robin.

“Robin. Where are we now?”

“We’ve just entered the borders of Delmon’s territory.”

Delmon estate. This is our neighboring estate, where once upon a time there was a fat, tanned blonde lord. Now we are in front of the guard post, in front of which dozens of people are making fanatical movements for one priest.

The priestly clothes were not the priestly clothes of Daecheonsingyo. The costume itself was similar to the priestly uniform we wore, but the color and design were seriously bizarre. It was dyed pink all over, and a large red heart was drawn on the back. In the center of the heart, LOVE was written, giving it the feeling of a signboard standing in a motel.

“Hey, excuse me.”

I spoke to the priest in their center. It was because the other believers in the crucible of enthusiasm did not seem to listen. The bald priest heard my voice and raised his head as if he had just woken up. He asked me with a relaxed smile, as if he had never preached an insane sermon before.

“Why do you do that, brother?”

“Are you my brother?”

“Aren’t you a priest of Daecheonsingyo? Our Saranggyo is a brother religion of Daecheonsingyo.”

“Is it?”

I thought it was a famous religion in the East, but surprisingly, it seems that its roots are quite deep. I asked.

“So, why are you here?”

“Since the priest came just in time, I think the conversation will be easier. Believe me!”

“I believe!”

The priest stopped talking and raised his hand and had a seizure. The crowd shouted in sync with the priest’s voice. Startled, I stepped back for a moment and took out the mace from the wagon. The priest didn’t seem to feel threatened even when I took out my mace.

“Do not be afraid, priest. We embrace everything with faith, hope and love. As members of the Anti-Slavery Church of Love, we are on our way to meet Lord Peta Lucius, who is the most exemplary anti-slavery opponent, Delmon. The manor doesn’t open the door, so I was praying in front of it.”

“Were you praying?”

“Yes. That’s right. We were praying to God to make a way for us. Heimaaaaang!”

“Himaaaaang!”

Again the priest raised his hand and screamed. I was troubled. If I told them that I was Peta Lucius, the Southern Priest of the Archangel Church and the lord of the Peta Territory, wouldn’t they go crazy saying that God answered their prayers? Wouldn’t it be better to just cut them neatly here than to bring these bastards to the manor? I’m in trouble.

“Can you help us? They just don’t listen when we say we’re a peaceful people.”

If these guys didn’t get out of the way, we would have passed too. Looking at what I’m doing now, I didn’t even think I would get out of the way. I said.

“Since the Delmon Territory is actively operating slavery, we have no choice but to refuse the entry of the Love Church. Just leave.”

“Yes, but we must meet Lord Peta Lucius, the savior and philanthropist of a different race who widely loves even mermaids and beastmen.”

I’m done worrying here. I’d rather watch these bastards gossip by myself. I didn’t know what kind of commotion would happen if these guys went all the way to the manor. I said.

“Then you don’t have to go any further. I’m Peta Lucius.”

“Yes?”

It was only then that the priest seemed to recognize my elf’s distinctive pointed ears and the crest of the wagon. He looked back and forth at me, Robin, and the wagon with his eyes wide open, then he looked around at the crowd around him. And he knelt down and cried out.

“Saraaaaang!”

“Saraaaaang!”

“God granted our prayers! Believe me!”

“I believe!”

“Calm down, priest. So may I ask what brought you here?”

While saying that, I checked the priest’s stat window. If he had a trait like ‘Mad’ or ‘Crazy’, he would break his head right away.

Name: Albert
Affiliation: Wandering Priest of the Church of Love
Level: 20

Stat

Strength: 34 (+25)
Agility: 36 (+26)
Intelligence: 34 (+20)
Luck: 38 (+20)

Characteristic

Heretic Questioner
You can declare your opponent as dark or evil.
Inflicts double damage to the declared opponent and takes half damage.

Fanaticism
Because of their intense faith, they are immune to fear, temptation, and suggestion.

Asmodian Servant
This human is under the control of demons.
Stats increase by 10% of the demon’s stats.

“Fuck?”

“Why is that?”

I looked into the priest’s eyes again. I asked.

“Priest. Where did you say you belonged?”

“I belong to the Sarang Church.”

“That’s right. He also said he wanted to meet me. I know the reputation of the Sarang Church because I’ve heard it well. It seems to be slightly different from the doctrines of the Archangel Church, but it has a charm that is subtly harmonized with it.”

“Yes. That’s right. You know it well. Heimaaaaa!”

“Himaaaaang!”

“Priest. I would like to personally invite you to the mansion, but since our territory is small, we cannot provide lodging for such a large number of believers. It doesn’t even exist.”

“I see. Then…”

“Yes. I would appreciate it if you could disperse them.”

“Okay, everyone! Disband! Three slogans until we meet next time! Please don’t forget faith, hope and love!”

With one word from the priest, the crowd scattered like dust. As people disappeared in all directions, I looked around and paused for a moment. The priest asked.

“Why is that?”

The answer was to replace it with a mace.

Kang!

The bald priest fell down with a cheerful sound. Like a bald kid with no hair, the feeling of hitting was very good. I’ll give you a blessing later and hit you one more time.

I was thinking of taking this priest and shaking him off.