The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire

30 – children’s book

What was stolen and what was not stolen.

There was also a time when the world was divided into simple things without shiny parts such as a cause or cause.

A preference for hard bread over soft bread. I like summer more than winter. Feeling more secure when sleeping on a cold floor than on a cozy bed.

Because all of these things are the remnants of that frivolous time and salt practice deeply rooted in the film.

Even now, with a thick veil wrapped around her body, she could not completely wash away the frivolous thoughts of that day that clung to the inside of her eyelids.

If you don’t take it, you get taken away.

The truth I realized when I saw a cat chewing on a wild mouse with only its head left when my consciousness was blurry from hunger.

At least once, it was the guideline, trajectory, and standard of her life.

Abigail.

It means to be pleasing to God.

The day I first realized that my name had such a meaning. These were the first words of her parted lips.

”You’re talking fuckin’.”

Triana Abigail. 12 years old at the time.

Few people know that she, who will later be praised as a warrior’s lumber, was a rare bad boy who dominated a small village.

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”I’m really sorry to bother you!”

It was only natural that all the attention around her was focused on her famous voice, which had the elegance reminiscent of a oriole searching for a mate, but also had the spirit of a beast.

However, no one in the room could think of responding to that lively voice.

That would be the case, because they were just astonished that the door that they thought would remain firmly closed until the end of this world had been opened so effortlessly.

Everyone in the audience, except for the main character of the voice, had to cover the unsightly ugliness of his mouth, which was about to open.

”Warrior! To be locked in a room for a long day! Do you know how worried we were!”

Dauna spoke in a worried tone.

Even in normal times, Downa has a pitiful impression that would make her collapse if touched, but her face was visibly emaciated, even compared to yesterday.

In the monastery, which was pointed out as the most likely place where the missing priest was hidden, a warrior who caught his body odor and was even convinced that he was residing here.

The disheveled appearance he saw immediately after realizing that his senses had gone astray was shocking enough to paralyze even Downa, the owner of a rational mind.

Had it not been for Apis’ restraint, it was clear that Dauna would have tried to visually confirm that the hero’s condition was okay, even by tearing the door open.

”Hey····. Are you okay····?”

Downa was calmer than Downa, but Apis was also the same, though a damp worry permeated his horse.

He was a warrior who proved that he was the undisputed strongest within the party, no, within the system, with strength and discretion.

The inner side is still immature. It was an open fact within the party that his mental side was in the middle of growing.

Both Dauna and Apis were sometimes aware to some extent that when they treated the hero, they treated her as if they were their precious youngest sister.

”Thank you for your concern! apis! Downa! But really! Seriously I’m fine! Rather, I feel guilty for showing a side that doesn’t fit the name of a warrior! It’s just embarrassing!”

Upright and firm posture. roaring volume. bright smile.

It looked different than usual.

He was clear enough to say that he was the most correct type of warrior in their memories, and his appearance was as flawless as looking at a perfectly put together puzzle with no missing pieces.

However, for the girls, who had witnessed the scene of such perfection falling apart only yesterday, such a clean appearance of the hero only increased their anxiety.

they knew I couldn’t have known Over the past month, how desperately the hero has been searching for a priest. whether you were worried did you miss

Even when he left the party for the first time, if the priest left the party of his own will, then they had no justification or qualifications to hold him back, and the warrior tried to calmly accept the reality.

After the sudden rise of the suspicion that something bad might have happened to the priest’s health, he suddenly changed as if his personality had changed.

No matter how much it was directed at the person who might have kidnapped the priest, the frenzied look of the hero aiming his sword at a non-combatant was a sight that would have been dismissed as an absurd lie if he hadn’t seen it himself.

It was no different from a bad daydream for the girls who were accustomed to the integrity and innocent demeanor of the warrior.

It was for this reason that they, the heroes of reverse polishing, were not fully prepared for battle, even until the moment when the Vic Team held the hero’s blade in their hands and stopped the killing intent right in front of them.

”In my heart, I’d like to personally visit the nun who caused the disrespect and offer a sincere apology! Even if the intention is good, as long as I am the perpetrator and the nun is the victim, there is a risk that all actions performed face-to-face will become violence to him! That would be impossible!”

Only yesterday, losing reason and wielding a sword, in the end, it was a well-organized logic and calm tone that made it hard to believe that it came from the mouth of a human who fell asleep exhausted from crying.

The gazes of Dauna and Apis crossed in an instant.

It was clear that there was a damp anxiety and a dark sense of incongruity inside the two branches of the wooden beam.

”so! I made up my mind to convey the meaning of apology through letters! Fortunately, the method of writing a sincere apology on paper has been experienced before! Right now! Shin Ohui completed with the experience of the day as a foundation! It’s a great opportunity to show off your ‘warrior handwriting’! That’s what I thought!”

The hero, holding up a luxurious letter envelope he had been keeping in his bosom, suddenly raised his voice.

Its majestic behavior boasted such dazzling power that the fluttering paper looked like a holy sword from a legend, even for a moment.

To deceive the girls who were accustomed to the riotous behavior of the hero, the light seemed a bit duller than usual.

”I was wondering what he was doing after being locked up all night…”

Downa let out a sigh of relief.

Inje, the white face and hands of the warrior were stained in places with the thick black color unique to ink, and the landscape of the room where the warrior was confined through the wide open door was so crumpled up that the floor could not be seen. was

Except for matters related to battle, it was not difficult to imagine the admirable appearance of a warrior who had no work at all, so he must have been thinking and thinking over and over again while wrapping his head all night over paperwork.

It seemed that the string of tension in Downa was relaxed very slightly at the admiration that could be seen in her eyes.

Apis, cautious in everything, was still watching the hero’s series of actions with a suspicious eye.

”So down! If you’ll excuse me, could you please deliver this letter to the monastery instead of me! Unfortunately, my current physical condition is suffering from mental exhaustion! Sounds like you need a decent amount of sleep!”

”If you’re sleepy, you can just say you’re sleepy. Got it. I will take responsibility for this letter and deliver it to the monastery. You should close your eyes for now.”

”thank you!”

It was around the time when Dauna, who received the letter from the hero as if she couldn’t win, stowed the letter in her chest and moved outside.

”Ahh!”

Apis quietly muttered to the hero, who was slowly stretching and loosening his creaking joints with light gymnastics.

”Hey. Warrior.”

”Well! What are you doing! apis!”

”you. Are you really okay?”

”Yeah! Fine!”

As always, a hero who answers brightly.

But, is it the aftermath of the fatigue of staying up all night?

Normally, the hero would turn his head in the direction the voice came from and answer the conversation face to face.

For some reason, at that moment, with my back turned away from the voice that was calling me, I was only hinting at it in a quiet tone that could not easily define the emotions contained within.

”Because I’m a warrior.”

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It was gloomy and pitiful.

Even when he was expelled from his hometown for the absurd reason that red hair was an omen of calling fire, Apis recalled that he did not feel so helpless.

one month. When I was in my hometown, it was ambiguous to even call it an instant, and it was just a single grain of time.

However, at this moment, when most of that single moment was wasted, Apis was keenly aware of why the human race divides time into three or four short units.

It was a probationary period that the hero himself had promised to devote to finding the priest, and it was an oath that even made a bombshell declaration that he would put down the tasks he had to perform as a hero for a while.

With only a few days left of that period, Apis could not help but feel nervous and anxious at every moment.

As much as all the party members were certain that the priest would exist in the monastery where the saintess was enshrined, based on the prior circumstances and the evidence and testimonies that had been seen and heard so far.

In the present, when such expectations have collapsed in a spectacular way, the waves of despair that crash into his thoughts are indescribable.

”You still have the knack of hiding yourself in a subject that has slowed down like a slug…”

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Just try to get it somewhere.

After trying to read through her resentful thoughts, Apis headed to a small bookstore near the lodging.

It was not for information gathering.

Collecting rare children’s books of the human race from large and small bookstores located throughout the islands was a kind of routine for Apis to calm his agitated mind.

The reason why Apis first started to have a longing for the world outside the village was that he happened to find a piece of a storybook that had flowed into the river.

The reason why he joined the hero’s party was because he was able to get a glimpse of the hero he once saw in a children’s book.

That is why, to Apis, human storybooks are a spark of life and a guide to the soul. It would not be an exaggeration to call it a guideline for life.

”uh? apis?”

”uh?”

yes. It was definitely not an exaggeration.