Chapter 120 – 27. Maintenance and Departure! (3)
There is no king in this world. No, to be precise, there is a king, but he exists only in name and does not have much influence in the political world.
At best, it’s a mascot that represents the country? Therefore, most of the people holding those positions were either pretty or handsome.
There is nothing to think about it being difficult in the first place. Isn’t this a world where theism has been scientifically proven? It was natural that most powerful countries were religious countries.
Therefore, the Holy Kingdom of Aster, which was almost reached, was also like this.
The state religion is Seongshingyo. This place, where the main church was located in the center of the castle, was a papal state ruled by Amanes.
Click-click-
The carriage climbs the mountainside.
Before we know it, we are in sight of the Eucharist, which seemed small when seen from a distance. It is so magnificent that it cannot be captured with both eyes. It was in the morning when the castle became visible, but the sun was already at its highest point.
“Cadet… I slept well…”
By the time we arrived, no one had woken us up, but Isabelle, who was sleeping across from us, opened her eyes first. He then checks the situation outside and taps Sylvia, who is sleeping.
Sylvia just curled up even more, as if she didn’t want to get up.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Yes, it’s been a while since I slept deeply.”
When Bishop Lisa asks, Isabel soon smiles brightly and answers.
Obviously, that deep sleep was caused by the medicine that Bishop Lisa mixed in his coffee… She probably won’t know about this until she dies, as long as Bishop Lisa and I keep her mouth shut, right?
Not long after, Sylvia wakes up with a long yawn. She stared blankly at the floor, probably still half asleep.
“Sniff… Huh? “Unni, don’t you smell something?”
“Smell? It doesn’t really fly…”
“Okay? There’s a strange smell coming from somewhere…”
At that moment, the body of Bishop Lisa and I reacted with shock at the word “Smell.” Could it be that Sylvia is already a Ronin?
She repeatedly sniffed the air.
“What? I’m sure it wasn’t there before…”
Silvia’s eyes slowly turn towards me as she spits out a voice filled with a bit of doubt.
She tilts her head like that and looks at me intently.
Her heart was pounding, and cold sweat was running down her forehead due to the strange feeling of tension.
Did you get caught?
I couldn’t help it. She couldn’t take off her cum-covered panties here, so instead she deliberately left her window open just in case. I thought she would be okay if she kept venting.
He caught the smell of my semen so fiercely that he was a ronin.
“Oh, Sylvia, do you have anything to say?”
“No. “There is nothing.”
Damn, it looks like they are blatantly suspicious of me. He knew that I was the cause of the smell, but as a man, he couldn’t ask me outright. Luckily for her, she had no sexual experience yet, so she didn’t realize that the smell was actually semen.
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Let’s almost reach our destination. The soldiers guarding the gate become aware of our presence and move quickly.
Originally, the correct procedure would have been to verify our identity, but perhaps there was already an order from higher-ups to open the door as soon as they see us. The gate opens wide before you even arrive at the gate.
Without even needing to slow down, the carriage went straight into the castle.
“And! He is a warrior. Hero!”
“Dad! Look at that!”
“Uh-huh! Baby, hurry up and bow down. “The Pope is here.”
As you pass through the dark, tunnel-like gate, a large crowd of people comes into view. The crowd gathered together as if there had already been a rumor that a hero was coming. The soldiers must have known that this was going to happen, so they controlled the road in advance.
But, this is a bit burdensome…
I thought I would be greeted with a vague welcome, but when the time came, I felt nervous.
Hundreds of eyes were on us at once, and for some reason I felt suffocated.
Of course, unlike me, Sylvia seems to be enjoying this situation. Perhaps because she was such a child, she stuck her head out the window and even waved her hand at the children.
“Ah, what are you doing so foolishly? “Sit down quickly.”
“Aha… My sister too… “Please shake your hand at least, so people don’t feel embarrassed about how many opportunities like this you have.”
Isabelle clicks her tongue and scolds Sylvia for being so excited that she can’t control herself. The two bicker like blood-related sisters, no matter how long ago this happened.
As I sat down and watched the two, the knight who was following me on horseback knocked on the window.
“The hero and his companions can now prepare to disembark.”
“Yes, I understand.”
To reduce excessive personal exposure. Afterward, the carriage speeds past. We soon arrived at the cathedral located in the center of the castle. It was as grand as St. Peter’s Basilica, which I had only seen in pictures.
The carriage that had been running for a while finally stops and the door opens wide. In the meantime, the believers laid a simple staircase, and we got down from the carriage.
It took a long time to get here.
Since there were only so many people, there was nothing we could do. Close to hundreds of people are moving at once, so it can be seen that they came relatively quickly.
As I look around, I see Cordelia getting off another carriage. She is still frowning, wondering what in the world is so dissatisfying. She had her arms crossed and was furious with her knights.
“Hero and his companions, let’s go inside. “I have prepared the sacrament for today.”
“The Eucharist?”
Sylvia’s ears prick up when she is told that she will eat it. Her eyes were shining brightly, as if she was quite hungry.
She came all the way here, but she didn’t get to eat a single proper meal.
Moreover, Sylvia is a Ronin who eats 1.5 times more food on average than humans. Because of the nature of their race, it seems like they have a hard time withstanding hunger. It was natural to be so excited about food.
Anyway, somehow, guided by an old believer, we stand in front of the church.
Eventually, the gate opens wide with a loud noise.
A gorgeous interior that made us feel like we were in heaven immediately welcomed us.
“Huh… It’s amazing…”
An exclamation came out of Isabel’s mouth, as if she didn’t know how to express it.
It’s to the point where patterns are embossed on every single wall, as if the money was rotting away on the overly large stained-glass. It made me feel like I was in an art museum displaying art rather than a cathedral.
“Sister… “I can come in here, right?”
As they lived as mercenaries and killed monsters, were they afraid to step forward? Even though Bishop Lisa and I got inside, Sylvia and Isabel couldn’t get in easily.
They probably think that if they come in, they are trespassing on the sanctuary governed by God, right? It didn’t really bother me because I only saw people like that once or twice.
If you wait, you will eventually get used to it.
It was quite a long time ago. Three or four years ago, I also came to the parish with Bishop Lisa once because we had to take care of urgent matters.
I remember doing the opposite at the time. Why did Bishop Lisa act like it was her first time visiting? . Even what you said…
“Hero, shall we go now?”
“Ah, yes, yes!”
I pass through a chapel that I don’t know what kind of Olympic stadium it is and move to the banquet hall. It seemed like it took dozens of minutes just to get out of one room, but it was a world outside common sense, full of magic and monsters.
By the way, is Cordelia following along well?
As I’m walking aimlessly, I can’t think of anything else, and my eyes wander backwards.
Let’s take a quick look around. Cordelia is seen strutting along with her hands in her pockets, dressed in rags.
As if she was looking at me too, our eyes crossed for a moment, and then she looked at me with a wicked smile.
Fuck… I think I looked back for no reason…
She laughs awkwardly, fluttering under her eyes, and quickly puts her head back in place.
Originally, it would have been right for them to stick together, but Cordelia is keeping a distance of about 10 meters away from her in case there is any conflict between her. She says she doesn’t mind fighting outside, but if she fights in a place where God is ministering…
There was no accident as big as that.
Anyway, let’s stop talking about useless things. Approximately how long did it take? Let’s almost reach the banquet hall. A sweet scent that makes her hungry fills her nose.
Sylvia’s tail, which had been gently swaying until now, began to wiggle. She was so prepared for how delicious it would be that she started torturing her with smell.
“You can go in first and eat. The Pope is coming, but it will likely take a while. Are you okay?”
“Yes, I understand.”
With those words, the believers put us into the banquet hall.
And there…
The table stretched out so long that the end could not be seen, and all kinds of indescribable delicacies were laid out in an immeasurably delicious manner.
“Please let me know if you miss anything while eating. “The deacons are always on standby, so just tell us, and we will prepare it right away.”
