Chapter 132 – 132. Unwanted Marriage Talk (3)
“Welcome. Lady Gong.”
“… Yes.”
Eleanor held back her disgusted expression and bowed her head at the words of Bishop Har Khan, who greeted her with a smile.
“Come, sit down. I didn’t know that the leader of Artia, Marquis Olivion and Princess Eleanor would come with me. However…”
As he invited the two to sit down at the table, Bishop Harkan glanced at the silvery-haired man standing behind Eleanor.
Contrary to his very calm demeanor and impression, he looked closely at the man with bright white hair of an unusual color that caught his eye and mysterious red eyes shining like jewels, and demanded an explanation from the two.
“May I ask who is that man following you?”
“You don’t have to worry about interest.”
“He is my attendant. I will guarantee your identity.”
“Um, if that’s the case…”
He looks like a commoner, and I was very concerned about his laid-back attitude, but after walking around the silver-white-haired man at Riod and Eleanor’s side, I couldn’t ask any more, so I decided to turn my attention away.
“It seems that the Marquis of Olivion came to pay tribute to the priest dispatch request. Then, Princess Eleanor… Did the duke convey my wishes to the princess?”
“… Yes.”
Last night, as Eunhyeon and Yuria had said, the fact that the arranged marriage came out of Avros’ story was news like a thunderbolt from the blue sky to Eleanor.
The very next day after hearing the story from his father, Avros, when Bishop Harkan looked at Eleanor with a satisfied smile, she averted her gaze with a trembling expression.
“Hmmmm, I’m really glad that you personally visited the temple the very next day to give me an answer like this.”
“…”
“Hmmmm, then let’s finish the Marquis Olivion’s business first.”
Riod received Bishop Harkan’s gaze and nodded his head, then took out the purse from his bosom and placed it in front of Bishop Harkan. Bishop Harkan smiled and stretched out his hand to check the contents of the purse.
“It is heavier than I thought. The Marquis showed such great sincerity… West… ?”
Bishop Harkan’s expression hardened as he checked the contents of the pocket and confirmed again that there were a bunch of silver coins instead of gold.
“… How did this happen, Marquis?”
The impression of Bishop Harkan is frowned at once when he sees the level of money that is not below the expected level, but even below his toes.
“I hope that the reward will go back to the four priests who participated in our expedition.”
“Did I not ask what this amount was!”
“This is twice the amount of compensation given to the adventurers who participated in our expedition through the adventurer’s guild. Any problem?”
“You mean you don’t know what’s going on?! What the hell! These bundles of silver coins! Besides, there is no sincerity at all in the temple!”
I am not complaining about not being presented in gold coins.
He was very angry that the meaning of Bishop Harkan was not a bunch of ‘gold coins’, but a money bag containing a bunch of ‘silver coins’.
Basically, when the mission was requested for dispatch, compared to the amount presented by the requester, the amount Riod paid was less than 1/10, or even 1/100.
“I don’t know what you mean. If this reward is distributed to the temple priests who participated in our expedition, this would be a lot of money for them individually.”
“Does it look like I’m talking about the priests of the temple?! Don’t you know that I am talking about the lack of sincerity towards the ‘temple’, not the ‘priests’!”
In general, the case for the priest’s request for support necessary for Artia’s expedition is a form that includes not only the compensation that goes back to the temple priests individually, but also the compensation given to the temple itself.
It is a form of asking for help from a group, dispatching talented people belonging to the requested group to help, and receiving an appropriate price, and it is like a form of collecting a fee in the name of an “Introduction” There.
In the name of God, preaching the doctrine of God, the group that has to embrace and take care of many people with a warm hand is showing the most greedy and secular appearance than anywhere else.
That’s why, naturally, Bishop Harkan was furious at the fact that the amount of compensation was too small compared to other general support missions.
“That is strange. Did you expect me to show sincerity by honoring the temple?”
“What did you say just now?”
“I have no intention of showing any sincerity toward Bishop Harkan and this temple of Vesta. I don’t understand why you take that for granted.”
“This, what the hell kind of nonsense is this guy talking about the temple… !”
“I don’t know why I have to be polite to you. That’s the only sincerity you showed through this expedition, so why do I have to show you the treatment and sincerity you want?”
The dual appearance of wanting to be respected and treated with unparalleled respect, while being reluctant to participate in dangerous expeditions where one’s life is threatened, is terribly afraid of one’s own self, and is infinitely repulsive and irritating.
“Do you think the temple will go over with such humiliation!”
“If ‘Anes’ finds out about this, he will laugh at me to the fullest.”
“Under! The Marquis doesn’t seem to know much about it, but no matter how close the Marquis and Archbishop were on the battlefield together, there is a law between us temples. As long as I am here, no one can touch me!”
Angered by Riod’s behavior, Bishop Harkan gradually loses his temper, his voice rises, and he breathes heavily and begins to growl.
“What with all this little money!”
In the end, when he threw the bag of silver coins that Leo had given him to the ground, the knot untied and silver coins poured out of the bag.
“Bishop Harkan, the reason I visited you today is because of the proposal you made to my father.”
“… ?”
When Eleanor, who had been silent until now, opened her mouth, Bishop Har Khan frowned at her as she opened her mouth at the odd timing.
“I will refuse.”
“… ! Why!”
“I don’t like it.”
“What, what?”
“I hate the bishop’s son. I can’t stand it because it’s disgusting to see it as if it’s wrapped around my body with a dirty gaze. So I’ll pretend I didn’t hear about the marriage talks that came to me.”
“Can you take responsibility for that?”
“… Are you threatening me?”
“It’s not a threat. I just want to help. I will help the princess to walk the path of a faithful priest…”
“I will take care of my work.”
Eleanor’s eyes were firm as she cut off Bishop Harkan, who had been persistently recommending her, and expressed her intentions resolutely.
“Dare… Do you dare to think that you can repay my favor with such an insult and pass on quietly!”
His blushing face and his raised voice had already lost any coolness in his expression.
When the moment they had been waiting for arrived, Eun-hyeon, who was standing behind Eleanor, slowly moved her steps towards Bishop Har Khan.
“What are you… !”
The moment Eun-hyeon frowned and was about to shout at Eun-hyeon, Eun-hyeon tapped Bishop Harkan’s bare forehead with her index finger.
“How rude is this!”
Bishop Harkan, whose head was pushed back slightly by his index finger, roared and grabbed Eun-hyeon by the collar, but Eun-hyeon closed his eyes and just stood there quietly.
Eunhyeon, who had been keeping her eyes closed even in the midst of her furious rage and shaking, finally quietly opened her eyes and gazed at Bishop Harkan with a cold gaze.
“What, what! Why are you looking at me with those eyes…”
“Ten years ago, you killed an apprentice priestess.”
“… !”
“I raped an apprentice priestess under the pretext of showing mercy, using hierarchy and position as bait. Later, when she had a baby in the belly of an apprentice priest, she poisoned her food for fear of being reprimanded when the truth came out.”
“Uh, how did you… ! Whoops!”
Bishop Harkan, who answered Eunhyeon with a surprised expression, hurriedly covered his mouth.
It was a new ability that Eun-hyeon created based on recalling the memories of the past that were in the head of a girl who was the only survivor of the town of Bram who was attacked by the necromancer before and regenerating them.
It was the ability to simply read the memories of the target, not to directly direct the situation of the past in reality like the realization of the ‘fantasy world’.
It pulls out the memory information of the target and quickly organizes decades of memories with ‘Thought Acceleration’.
In the sense of seeing and hearing memories, it was a power appropriate for the name ‘memory observation’.
In fact, it was Berdandi’s Authority that produced superior performance in all aspects of combat with only body acceleration, thought acceleration, and time reversal, but Urud’s authority showed various utilization abilities in elements other than these battles.
After interpreting all the memories of about 50 years and narrowing down only the necessary information, Eun-hyeon’s expression spurted out a thick flesh and began to press Bishop Harkan.
“Eww… Ugh!”
Sensations all over his body stood on end, and Bishop Harkan, feeling the pressure to suffocate, took a backward step filled with inexplicable fear and distanced himself from Eun-hyeon.
“Are you trying to kill me… !”
He glared at Eun-hyeon with a fearful voice and asked, but Eun-hyeon did not answer.
“In addition, they sent apprentices and low-ranking priests to gain experience at a low price, and when that wasn’t enough, they ate more than 80% of the commission.”
“That, stop… !”
“Even stealing the funds supported by the temple with some high-ranking priests and sharing them.”
“Help me too! Marquis! This, this one is threatening me right now!”
“You killed the prostitute and forcibly brought her son and son who were holding a prostitute’s child from a brothel to raise them?”
“Huh, the latter evil!”
No matter how much he begged, Riod did not respond to Bishop Harkan’s request for help.
He only looked at him with an indifferent gaze, and even Eleanor, who was sitting next to him, was glaring at Bishop Harkan with a contemptuous expression.
“If this fact is revealed, wouldn’t it be the end of your life as a priest as well as your life as a bishop in the Pernin branch?”
“Yeah, how can you make me do that!”
While his legs trembled under the weight of Eun-hyeon’s murder, Bishop Harkan shouted at Eun-hyeon and fought back.
It seemed like he was struggling like that, so Eun-hyeon smiled and reaped the lifeblood that was oppressing his body.
“Huh… !”
At that moment, my legs gave out and I almost collapsed on the floor, but I was able to withstand falling to the floor, perhaps because my pride was stronger than I could bear to see him humiliated any longer.
“No matter how Marquis Olivion and Princess Armitas are, it is impossible for them to uncover my secret!”
These are all facts that Eun-hyeon was able to know while reading Bishop Harkan’s memories, and Eun-hyeon, who had read his memories, was well aware that the evidence for him had already been completely destroyed by Bishop Harkan.
Eleanor trembled as he clenched his fists at the fact that he could not be punished, even though the bishop himself admitted to his crime.
“You… Are you still a priest?”
“Gongnyeo, the temple that enshrines the gods is also a place made by people, and the priests who serve the gods are also people. This is also where people live. I am nothing more than doing everything in my power to protect the faith of the priests who worship God in this temple and the people who believe in God’s doctrine!”
“That is… How could that be you are… You are not a priest who worships God! Do not tarnish the name of Goddess Vesta to fulfill your desires!”
“Am I tarnishing the name of the goddess Vesta? Kwu, kww, kuh haha! Then why does the Goddess not withdraw the grace bestowed on me?”
“… !”
Eleanor trembled in shock as she saw the divine power of Bishop Harkan, who manifested divine power throughout her body in a mocking voice.
“Why… Why did the goddess…”
“Well, it’s definitely impossible for us to punish you now.”
“Under?”
Bishop Harkan looked at Eunhyeon, who muttered calmly and admitted his insufficiency, and asked in response with a shrill voice.
“So I called you. A ‘priest’ who can punish you.”
“What is that…”
Match!
“Ruler! Come in now!”
Quaang!
In time with Eun-hyeon’s applause and her cry for permission to enter, the large door of the main classroom was kicked open.
Clink!
Bishop Harkan, who had been staring blankly at the door that had been blown off against the glass window installed at the end of the room, moved his gaze back to the place where the door had been, and saw a short girl standing there and began to think.
Her girl’s blonde hair is long enough to reach the ground, but the reason was also because of her girl’s very small stature.
Eun-hyun wondered who could believe that she was a woman over 40 on the inside, unlike Erin, who was still enrolled in Aether, and had a thin and diminutive body. I smiled.
Looking at the woman whose body had stopped growing in a completely different way from one of her great heroes, Illyana, her body trembled even more than when Bishop Harkan was crushed by her eunhyun’s life.
“Ah, ah, no… Cuckoo!”
In an instant, he throws his fist into Bishop Harkan’s abdomen and kicks his leg to the floor while he struggles in pain.
Immediately a girl in a noble white priestly robe, sitting on his chest in a mounted position, raised her fist.
“Bite this tight. This bastard.”
Starts hitting Bishop Harkan’s face mercilessly.
Puck! Puck! Fuck!
“That, stop… !”
The power of the unrelenting fists is unprecedented.
The girl’s fists, loaded with maximum strength by mobilizing all the muscles from her waist to her shoulder arms, are unusual, obvious ‘infighter’ fists.
Puck! Puck!
“That much… !”
“Stop what? You trash bastard.”
Even though Bishop Harkan’s face was swollen and turned to rice cake, and the girl’s fists were painted red with his blood, the one-sided violence of her girl did not know how to stop.
With each blow, Bishop Har Khan’s head spins, blood spurts from his mouth, and his teeth fall like corn and land on the floor.
“It is an iron fist of justice bestowed upon you by Goddess Vesta herself. You bitch!”
The official religion of the Holy Kingdom of Erenia, the archbishop of the Temple of Vesta, and a colleague of Riod and Illyana, and one of the six great heroes.
‘Infighter Priest’, ‘Anies Yersaleka’, who tore the demons to pieces with his bare hands, sentenced Bishop Harkan, who was falling to the ground with a smile on his face.
“You are dismissed as of today.”
