The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire

188 – God’s Voice

”Let’s tear it apart!”

”What are you worrying about? Beat it up and throw it into the furnace. Just.”

”Before that, how about soaking it in formalin for a while? There is something I want to experiment with.”

”······”

The opinions were raised as varied as the number of people gathered.

Of course, only the branches of the story were different, but the result was extremely bloody for everyone.

An ungrateful man who stole the body of a warrior and hurt innocent civilians.

Because everyone had the same desire to severely punish the person who trampled on the dignity and pride of a precious colleague.

Even the quiet big team keeps repeating heart-warming remarks in a low voice that no one else can hear.

There was no doubt about the amount of anger we were feeling right now.

”Let’s do them all in turn. Then?”

”Oh! Lowville, you are unusually motivated! Is there any wind?”

The reaction of my colleagues who heard the entire series of circumstances from me was very immediate.

Apis cracked her neck and heated up her anger, and Dauna rolled her eyes and poured out a ton of experimental magic tools.

Whenever my colleagues went crazy like this, it was always my job to stop them, but for this moment, I decided to just go with the flow.

A priest who should practice mercy more than anyone else would take the lead in participating in such a place of violence.

If it were me, it would have been unthinkable, but there are times in life when you have to swing your fist.

Now was the time.

”Didn’t you say you were digging for information over there…?”

The nun spoke softly to us who had completely forgotten our original purpose as we were engulfed in the harsh heat.

”Ah.”

Only then did my spirit, which had briefly left the house, come back.

It was like that. We were doing this to confirm the identity of the strange man who appeared in front of us out of nowhere and the truth behind the mysterious dungeon disaster that hit the Holy See.

My vision darkened with revenge and I forgot about it for a while.

”Everyone, just wait a moment. Just stop for a moment. Especially Apis. Put that hammer down for now.”

”······Okay.”

He firmly held on to a hammer the size of a human body and urgently stopped Apis, who was about to hit it at any moment.

I completely understood that feeling, but when I cooled my head and thought about it calmly, it was premature to take that down now.

Being able to look at a situation rationally at any time was one of my few strengths.

As soon as something goes wrong with the warrior, he loses his sense of reason. It was just shameless.

”Thank you. Sister. Thanks to·····. Big, big.”

”No. Rice, not much to say…”

Suddenly, my eyes met the nun’s.

It was a fleeting moment.

No. Immediately after the eye contact, she immediately averted her gaze, so it was difficult to even call it a moment.

However, that brief encounter became an opportunity for me to become aware of the awkward atmosphere between me and the nun.

”Ha, haha…”

”Ugh…”

I tried it just in case, but it happened as expected.

It seemed like the nun, like me, had the memories of last night intact.

Otherwise, the nun, who always maintains a stern demeanor, except for matters related to the saint, would not show signs of her agitation in such a way.

Her aimlessly swimming gaze her scanned the dizzying curves of the nun’s body one after another, and then rested solemnly on her her earlobe her her her, which was clearly red at a glance.

I urgently cupped her face with her open palm her, but it was already too late.

Because right now in my head, shameless flesh-colored visions beyond those solemn monastic robes were flashing like a panorama.

I tried to use meditation techniques to control my lust, but even that only stopped the flooding water for a while and did nothing to get to the source.

It was a strange sensation that I felt for the first time in my life.

A sorrowful feeling as if the faucet of desire that had been firmly tied all my life had broken down.

Could it be that one night with a nun awakened something inside me that wasn’t working?

An ominous suspicion suddenly passed through my mind and weighed heavily on my thoughts.

”·····Father?”

It was right then.

As I stood with my back to the nun, holding on to her breast and trying to catch her breathing for a while, the warrior who glanced at my actions suddenly said something suspicious.

The large wall, reminiscent of the highest purity sapphire, was clearly visible as it was repeatedly relaxing and contracting.

It was immediately after that that I realized that the warrior was slowly placing his hand on the mourning piece around his waist.

The creepy behavior, as if he was trying to find a forgotten past by fumbling with his hands, made my vision momentarily dizzy.

”What’s wrong?”

”Hmm? Why do you do that, Lowville?”

”·····!”

Apis followed one step ahead and Dauna quietly asked me how I was doing.

Between those innocent faces, I saw Big Tim, whose complexion had become pale, looking at me and the nun alternately as if he had realized something.

I was able to realize it intuitively.

The Big Team had a vague idea of what was going on between me and the nun.

Unlike other colleagues who were dull in many ways except for battle-related matters, Big Tim was quite quick-witted in this area.

”Oh, it’s nothing. Come take a moment… Hero. If you have time, may I ask for a massage?”

”Huh! All right! Please leave it to me!”

”What is it, it’s blend…”

”Over there, Lowville… When it comes to massage, I have some expertise…”

”·····”

I was secretly relieved, leaving behind the warrior who was rushing at the bait I threw.

I was quite concerned about the big team watching my words and actions while sweating, but due to the situation, I decided to put it aside for now.

”Well, did you hear the story? If you don’t want to get into trouble, please answer our questions correctly.”

I never thought the day would come when I would threaten someone.

Moreover, it is the holy sword that the other person is talking about.

My mind was complicated in many ways.

”·····”

How long has it been like that?

Even after waiting for a long time, nothing that could be called a reply came back from the holy sword.

However, it was not difficult to figure out that the person we were waiting for an answer to was still hiding in that ugly piece of metal.

That’s because the sword, left untouched on the desk and untouched by anyone, was shaking itself like a frightened animal.

Slowly! Slowly!

The melody produced by the handle of her knife hitting the floor of the desk almost sounded like that of a woman holding back tears.

Are you planning on getting away with it by pretending to be an ordinary sword like that?

Then you can’t do it.

”Downa. Could you use detection magic to find the nearest troll habitat around here?”

”Huh? Why are you suddenly asking that?”

”Put this sword in the troll’s asshole─”

”Oh, okay! Ma, I’ll tell you! Just say it! If you say it! So please stop such barbaric behavior immediately! Underworld people!”

It should have been like this a long time ago.

◈◈◈

Ultima.

One of the twelve angels of the highest deity that protects the island, a mythical being who is said to predict in the form of an oracle whether the people of the island will have the talent to become a warrior.

It was a fact that everyone in the archipelago knew that even if he was a talented person of the century with qualities that were recognized by the entire nation, he could not be recognized as a warrior even if he had two heavens to fly without her grace her her her her.

The reason why you were immediately called a hero was because it was from the moment a priest belonging to the royal family received an oracle from Ultima.

I heard that the voice was so beautiful that the high-ranking priest who received the oracle even ripped off his own ear his, saying he did not want to pollute his sacred ears his, which had been called by an angel, with the unholy sounds of the underworld.

I had only seen her in my imagination, but she was so beautiful and noble that it made everyone’s mouth drop.

She had no choice but to do so.

Her extraordinary artistic power is such that it is strictly taboo for painters and sculptors to draw or sculpt her.

If the saint is like the incarnation of the highest god, the hero is like the half-child of the archangel Ultima.

She has been envied and admired by the people of the island since the beginning of the island’s history, and it is no exaggeration to call her another pillar that has supported peace in the world.

”That’s you?”

”Sure! How about this! Now I finally feel like worshiping me!!!”

As soon as she finished speaking, she called out to her bell and started swinging her holy sword vigorously as if it was spinning like a windmill.

Because there was nothing more to listen to.

Where is this lie?