Chapter 846 – The Religion of Heavenly Changes (4)
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Veronica, who had been watching Nord from a distance, brandished her staff.
—Hook. The barrier that eliminates sound has disappeared. Lari Lura, who was using her powers up close, stretched her refreshingly as if she had finished one.
“Looks like it’s over☆!”
“… Uh? Ahhh. Well. I guess so.”
Because she was thinking about something else, the words that came out of her mouth were a bit dumbfounded.
Nord, who interrogated the soul of the bodyguard Chartus, handed over the body to a man sent by Cornelius. It was a deliberate silence using power.
‘The flow of human society is still difficult to understand…’
Veronica made a weak noise and suppressed her sigh.
I have tasted human cuisine, learned human theories, and read human writings, but there is still something difficult to understand about human politics and lifestyle.
It’s been a while since the bicorn gods left the human habitation.
I didn’t think it would be easy to fill that time gap.
“By the way, what kind of talk was going on that led to this luring operation~?”
“… Aristocratic society is complicated. Incomprehensible.”
“I’m glad I have a senior and an unnie♡! Even if I listen and learn, I don’t think I will be able to put it into practice!”
… No, is politics and power difficult even for the same human beings?
Humans sometimes seem short-circuited enough to be easy to understand, but sometimes they may display difficult thinking skills that even the same humans cannot understand.
‘I’m no stranger to the conflict between instinct and intellect… ‘
Veronica thought so and blushed.
After checking the safety more thoroughly on purpose, her thoughts fell into three thousand fours again.
‘I figured out how to perform the sacrament of baptism.’
Baptism Sacrament.
How to become a shaman who serves the gods.
It was a time-honored baptism that was said to come down to Asgard in the Age of Gods.
Of course, they are bicorns who do not leave any literature. Of course, there was very little knowledge that Veronica had not passed on, so it would be impossible to get a legacy of her past in just a few days!
Fortunately, however, there was a teacher by Veronica’s side who taught her that knowledge.
─Frown. Loki bumped into Veronica and winked.
‘… It’s a relief, right?’
Recalling how Loki had told her, Veronica squeezed her wand given to Nord.
Anxious about her anxiety, she brushed her hair right away.
How dare you doubt Loki. The quirk of her clan, imprinted in her blood, made Veronica adamant. Her boundless loyalty and devotion has been a tradition since the days of Sleipnir.
All bicorns were granted freedom by Nords.
Liberation from the curse. Freedom to dream of the future.
Thanks to their benevolent master, the bicorns were able to hope for their own goals.
Was it like that?
It was only because she was given the gift of freedom that she decided to serve the Nords without hesitation.
It is hard to say that the choice was not affected by the service instinct inherited from Sleipnir.
He is a natural who feels happy while being cared for like a horse by the other person who wants to serve.
This is a characteristic that Sleipnir’s other lineage, Grani, also called Hamar, has.
No, more than that, if you look closely, I think that the mindset of devotion that the god horse had originated from Loki. Anyway, blood can’t be faked.
‘… And in the first place, even I might succumb to my instincts a bit.’
Humans are always faithful to things like sexual desire, appetite, and sleep.
Not all instincts are bad. It seems that even humans do not use expressions such as succumbing to instinct when referring to motherly or fatherly love.
So, um. Wouldn’t that be a good instinct?
Even if Nord was a man who enslaved the bicorns, Veronica would have had to pay her allegiance. Compared to that, how kind was her master.
He was the perfect master for someone who would bow down and serve her as a 【God】.
‘… Yes. So I’m never weird. Don’t be weird.’
It is only the nature of the species to get thrilled with excitement after hearing that ‘method’.
She pretended to be calm, exhaling her hot breath.
‘… Veronica, I guess you’re thinking of something like pervert again.’
In the eyes of Fran, a third party, she seemed like a young girl excited about the night before work.
… Twisted.
Watching Veronica play with her belly, Fran made a promise.
‘I’ll have to tell me when it’s over.’
Could it be because bicorns and dwarves have similar national roots?
Among Nordre’s wives, the two had the most similar tastes.
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Having found out the emperor’s wolf den, I made time to return to the manor.
“But honestly, I still don’t feel like home here, Nunna.”
“Wouldn’t my feelings change if I lived confined to this house for about a year instead of wandering around?”
“That’s the fucking oldboy meta. Turned around?”
Although he doesn’t have fried dumplings, he is an old boy who is taken care of by beauties with delicacies from the mountains and beautiful women. If Mr. Oh Dae-su saw it, I would have my balls exploding in Jangdori.
In any case, since there is
I look at the situation of Yeongji through Katherine without announcing that I have returned.
-Smart.
As I was giving some instructions to the bicorns, the office knocked.
I looked at it with clairvoyance. It was Veronica in a gown.
It was a different outfit than usual, so it was a bit more see-through.
-Sureuk.
The white coat is gone. Clairvoyance is a man’s dream.
To my surprise and embarrassment, she was naked underneath her robes. Erection inevitable.
‘… No, but you said you came naked and only in a gown?’
Even though there are only family + ancient clown grandmother in the mansion, it’s a bit complacent, right?
I’ll have no choice but to lock it under the office table and investigate the motive for the crime. He is booked without detention until he is able to vocalize at the level of an announcer while sucking on the juji.
“Come in.”
“Uh, um. I’m sorry I’m busy.”
Entering the mass production system and injecting mana into the royal seal that was on the commercialization course, I quickly put things in order. If Veronica was aiming for this, there is no other strategist.
“The preparations to serve the master as a god are over.”
“Ah, indeed.”
With my eyes nailed to the areola on top of the gown, which seemed to outline if I looked closely, I came to my senses. It was a serious talk, so he hid his erection.
Unfortunately, it was a thick and long gown, so it didn’t show on the outside.
“Our relationship will not change, so it will be a tentative contract that is only a formality… “
“Uh. I’ll be going soon. Your request is also important.”
The event where a fantasy wizard makes a contract with the devil is a national rule among national rules.
My role here is not the devil, but God, but if by serving me, Veronica can gain strength from me like the octopus suckers sucking up the ‘lord of the deep’.
This is the Holy Molly version of the regular mana recharge that Ralilura often does.
“Where should we go?”
“Follow me. The other bicorns helped too.”
He asked me to follow him, so I followed him.
There was room for the mansion site, and there were many empty rooms because it was enlarged or expanded with magic. Heading to one of them, I gaped.
“… What is this.”
“How are you? Pretty good right? It is our clan’s museum!”
She stopped being hesitant and became a little proud.
“… Museum? Isn’t it a temple?”
In my eyes, no matter how much I looked at it, it was a temple itself. A temple full of archaic hobbies of human culture maniac Veronica.
The building based on marble was not that large, but it seemed that more attention was paid to the artistry of the interior. It is like the work of an artist who has been immersed in one field for over 100 years.
The ceiling was opened up to the third floor, giving the illusion of a much larger space compared to its size.
It would not have been just my misunderstanding that the rooms scattered here and there seemed to be a repentance room or a prayer room. If I hadn’t heard about it beforehand, I would have mistaken it for a church.
‘It’s an illusion, isn’t it based on the real earth church?’
I wasn’t taking Veronica, who didn’t even know the human culture of another world, to the earth in her dreams.
And one thing stands out the most.
The bicorns were praying in that small but never frugal temple.
“Why are there only women?”
“Because we built a separate building for the males.”
Was it a convent, not a temple?
If you keep this much, the fertility rate will increase.
“Are you fine? Are you fine? This museum is the work of a master sculptor with 300 years of experience!”
“I’m sorry.”
One bicorn woman talking shyly.
I knew her face, but I had no idea that she had such a talent. But before I could argue, I pointed out a statue of kneeling bicorns praying reverently.
“Explain what that statue is. Before my spear gets stuck in that bastard’s neck.”
“Don’t you like it?! Nord-sama’s face was reproduced as much as possible… !”
So why did you recreate my face, you ask?
The huge statue surrounding the bouquet and flower garden at the center of the temple was none other than me.
Is this a museum? Didn’t you by any chance display things like old clothes that I threw away in the exhibition corner?
“The statue is a whole Orihalcorn! I borrowed a hand from Clara from Dunamis Workshop for the production!”
“… There are so many fucking things I want to say, but first of all, why did you spend tax money to build a statue of me?”
“Yes? What an absurd statement! It was made based on the salary we received from Nord. Ah! The shortfall was covered by private expenses.”
I shouldn’t have let go of these horse heads.
I held my forehead while thinking about such a terrible thought.
“Hey, are you there? No, you know? Didn’t I tell you not to serve me as a god or master? I must remember that you accepted my proposal in a nice atmosphere at that time, right?”
“I heard that even lords build statues.”
“There is no lord who prays with the gods lined up at the statue erected by Orihalcon.”
Even the emperor of Romania, the Holy Empire, will become a guillotine woncom if he suffers the plague.
‘Where is this professor, Hi Romain?’
What are you doing to tell me about human culture? You are negligent at work.
“… That wouldn’t it? Shall I clean it up?”
Veronica was taken aback when the master of 300 years of single-track life saw me notice. It’s very chewy. I said resignedly.
“Just don’t get caught by the locals.”
“Don’t worry! Statue #3 is already being made with mithril! Not only us, but also Youngjimin can wish for a good day by looking at this wonderful statue! Hehe!”
Great. Let’s stop by the workshop before we go back.
If lightning strikes non-stop for about 10 minutes in the workshop, they will think it’s punishment from God and stop making it.
I go into a museum that is so mind-boggling. Veronica took the lead, holding my hand. I immediately cleared my head, wanting to forget what I had just seen.
Container…
What came out of that was a large room. It looks like a prayer room, but I must be mistaken. Maybe.
Entering a windowless room that seemed to be a sacred space, Veronica pulled back the gown over her shoulders. Her gown came off with a soft sound, revealing her naked body with not a single thread on.
“… Shi, let’s start. Here are the clothes.”
Embarrassingly avoiding her eyes, Veronica politely undressed me.
I’ve noticed since she showed up wearing only a gown, but it was like this after all. Shade’s sorcery, as well as all important rituals in this culture, might be like this.
“… Mi, let me tell you in advance, this is a very historical ritual. It’s never what I want. Don’t get me wrong about that?”
Veronica wrapped some thongs around her antlers and stammered with her red face.
“The shaman means the servant of God. This is a baptism that shows that devotion… “
“Okay, so let’s get started. What can I do?”
“… Stay still. Never, never say anything? Is that a promise?”
She is ashamed to death and speaks Veronica.
Why are you so shy about mixing your body now? I thought so, but soon realized that was my mistake.
While her actions were happening, I couldn’t help but be dazed by the unexpected situation.
“… Then, I will begin to take refuge.”
Kneeling and politely bringing her hands together, Veronica bowed her head to the floor.
─ Side.
Then, he bowed and kissed my feet.
