Chapter 260 – Volume 52 – The Unholy Man! (5)
“…This, this.”
At first it was just curiosity.
To be honest, I really liked Siwoo’s work itself.
This is because most of the characters were sincere and sincere people about having children.
That’s why, as soon as I saw the painting singing the hymn.
I was very curious about what this piece was about.
What about the story of the priest, drawn with that sincerity?
Curiosity about the unknown stopped me even in the middle of persecuting the person who gave birth to the story.
‘…What the heck is it?’
However, the contents drawn there were things that easily exceeded my imagination.
Young priests who can’t sing proper hymns yet gather.
A story about practicing singing in the name of an idol.
Conflicts, worries, and endless practice in it.
While reminding me of the past days when I had to do vocal training and choir training.
In the name of dance, imitate extreme situations.
The content contains the skill to nurture practical talents who can vocalize in any situation.
It had too deep value to be just a story of a priest.
Even I, a priest, had never thought of such a thing.
If you take it to the church immediately and change the form of training according to this content.
That it would produce much better results than the current method of education in the old Bible.
My body, which has gone through countless experiences, is telling me.
Can this cartoon be regarded as an ordinary work of art?
Is it a work that can only be cut down like that?
It can’t be.
‘My dear…’
Painter Shiu, who had sincerity, was chosen by Mijia.
To scold the church that has been stuck in the old ways for a long time.
Through his hands and methods, he was portraying Mijia’s words.
I cannot explain what is depicted in this cartoon otherwise.
Maybe someone other than me will feel the same way if they see it.
‘Especially, this concert…’
Worship in a completely different way than before.
There are countless teachers who cannot sing the hymn properly.
The appearance of worship praising Mijia with one heart.
It was filled with the grace of God, which is difficult to express with a single word, emotion.
‘How careless and terrible…’
But I was really scared of something that didn’t even happen.
I tried to kill the agent in charge of producing the bible that Mijia gave me.
It really was a terribly odd idea.
Perhaps, even this is to scold me for wandering on a strange path.
It may be that he deliberately borrowed the hand of Deputy Siwoo to bring down the Bible.
“Actually, there are quite a few things I lack in completing this scripture.”
“Is that so?”
“This is something that the faithful saint and other clergy have to help.”
No, that’s for sure.
That’s what Mijia said.
Do not kill innocent people, only rely on deep faith.
So I have only one path to choose.
“Yes, I will.”
If there is anything I can do with my sinful hands.
Whatever it is, do your best.
I will definitely make Mijia-sama’s will come true.
『In a world where erotic comics are legal』
“It’s been a while. Holy lady.”
“Ah, Father Orlea.”
“What brought you to this country… Is there anything else happening this way?”
“It’s not like that. I’ve been in trouble lately, so I’ve come down to the most comfortable place.”
‘Once you return to the Church, don’t get involved in anything and go straight down to the countryside or something.’
The manager didn’t tell me why.
Rather, because of that, I could see that this was the policy given by Mijia.
It’s just a story that is told, but the person who tells it can’t know why.
“By any chance, if it’s okay. Would it be okay to watch the juniors practice?”
“As much as you like.”
‘And from there, please choose young nuns who you think are good at skills. I matched the tone and personality that matched the material I gave you.’
However, if it’s not to my liking.
You told me to go somewhere else.
…Could it be that the priests depicted in the Bible were all real people?
He told me to find nuns who were still young, so it might have been some kind of prophecy.
“By the way, would it be okay if I come tomorrow? Today is the day off for all the children.”
“Oh, of course. I wanted to see him during practice, I didn’t want to force him to do anything because of me.”
Anyway, the time to stay here is quite long.
There is no problem with a delay of a few days, and rather, the deputy said to choose after careful consideration.
You can’t make a hasty judgment just by listening to the chant practice.
“Ah, thank you for understanding. Please come over here. I will prepare a place for you to stay.”
“Thank you. This is a small thing, but I want you to contribute to the temple management.”
“No, because you don’t give me this.”
“I’m giving it to you from my personal pocket money, so please don’t worry too much about it.”
“Well, then we can’t receive it even more. Thanks to the saintess, we’re like this…”
“It’s not because of me. It’s because of Mijia.”
“Holy Maid…”
Still, it’s a place where there is an ointment, so it’s good to see a lot of familiar faces.
Since I had problems in many ways before, I was still worried that things would be bad.
I’m glad everyone has a bright face now.
“Black!?”
“Saint?”
With a tingling feeling in my head for a moment.
Intense headaches started to come.
I was startled, and quickly closed the door and went in.
“Huh, huh…”
A headache that seems to break my head, pouring out.
My whole body moves on its own, and I can’t stand up.
An unknown feeling of insecurity reigns in your mind.
“My dear…”
Make a quick prayer
Even if I sing a hymn that says, “Please forgive me this pain.”
The pain, with no sign of going away, grows stronger and oppresses me.
I’m choking on my breath
Now it’s very difficult to even focus on the chant.
My eyes were probably out of order, and my vision was blurry because I shed tears on my own.
“In addition…”
I always feel this way when I am anxious.
Even the last time I heard from the Pope about the possibility of having to kill Vicar Siu.
During private prayer, I felt like this.
I remember that it faded only after I made the decision to kill it with the Pope.
‘Why are you so anxious…’
What if the Bible that artist Siwoo is drawing is actually not the will of Mijia?
What if what I’m doing now is actually a very dangerous heresy?
Anxiety like that overwhelms me.
“Stop, Seongsu…”
With shaking hands, he takes the holy water bottle out of his pocket.
It is holy water that the Pope blessed me especially for me.
When this kind of anxiety comes, I wake up with just one sip.
Carry an amount you can use if you are in a hurry.
‘And what the Pope has given you, don’t use any of them. Holy water, relics, and even clothing. Nothing.’
“Keuk…!”
The last remaining reason made me throw the bottle of holy water.
I realize that this is an ordeal from Mijia.
I tried to endure my weak will with the Pope’s blessing every time.
You must have said that.
“Sir, Seongsu. Where are you?”
“Ah, saintess. It’s over here.”
“Well, where to put the offering…”
“Yes? Just click here.”
This place is not a form where you have to put in an offering to get holy water.
Most of the metropolitan area feels like that.
I took it for granted, but I was perplexed.
“Oh, excuse me. I’ll use some holy water for a while.”
“Yes, yes.”
Drink the holy water prepared in a hurry at the temple.
I sprayed it all over my body.
Still, the trembling of the body does not seem to subside.
Sing a hymn to the holy water and bless it one more time.
Drinking or spraying it after that won’t do much.
…I thought that if the Pope could do it, now I could too.
It seems that it was an illusion.
‘I’m so arrogant.’
I was so shabby that I couldn’t even overcome my fear.
It must be because she is accustomed to being praised as a saint because she has stronger divine power than anyone else.
While saying no, deep in the heart was already rotting.
“Oh, Father Orlea.”
“Sir, saintess. Your complexion is bad. Are you okay?”
“It’s okay. Instead, please don’t let anyone inside.”
“All right.”
“Ug, uweeg…!”
Everything about you is disgusting and you can’t come to your senses.
The disgust was so great that it made me vomit.
All sorts of filth seem to cling to me.
“…Well, as long as I have holy water.”
It fell to the floor, though it was spilled.
If you lick it as it is, you should be able to see some effect.
I wish I could run away from this horror.
“Calm down. It’s a ship…”
A person who can’t even overcome this ordeal.
How are you going to help complete the new bible?
Why did you say that you would change the future of the church with that bible?
“Mijia, am I lacking and still lacking. Please take a look at me… Ugh!?”
When I tried to sing the hymn, the holy power got stuck as if something was blocking it.
I couldn’t even sing the hymn anymore.
I felt like I had returned to being an ordinary girl believer, not a saint with the most divine power.
“Kuk, kuh… Heo-eok…!”
And because of that, all that remains is terrible pain.
The only thing she could rely on in the midst of that pain was Miss Mijia.
I kept praying and praying.
Until all this horror is gone.
I had no choice but to entrust everything to Mijia.
