Chapter 1669 – You Three Years Ago
The eight-year-old became a human being!
“What?”
At the words of Imline, a saint of fanaticism, Mullin snorted.
“That brother will never be human.”
Yeo Dre is a bastard who is worse than a beast. He is a beast that can never be corrected.
Although Mullin has corrected many violent criminals and beasts by crushing them with his mace. She thought that the bastard alone could not be corrected.
“I guess they’re doing a quest again.”
“Is that so?”
“More than that. That bird… If you’re curious about it, can’t you go see it in person when you have time to tell me?”
The reason I brought up Dre’s story was not because I wanted to tell Mullin about her, but because I was curious about myself. Mullin caught it quickly, and her cheeks blushed.
“No… Well… Still. He’s very busy, right? But I wonder if it won’t be a nuisance if I visit him unexpectedly…”
“I don’t think a busy guy would bury his face in Askatlov’s boat and be happy!”
Actually, it must be busy. If Imline wants to meet, there will be time to meet right away. Dre grumbles all day long, but he takes good care of his friends.
“No, that’s also true. I think it would be too blatant for me, a saint, to go there on my own.”
“Did you eat soup while disguised?”
She now enters this school as Evelyn, not a fanatic saint, but an ordinary student.
No one would be able to match this ordinary-looking girl with the holy saint with her mysterious blonde hair.
If it weren’t for her fanatic troupe secretly escorting her, she really would have seemed like an ordinary girl.
Imline wriggled her body.
“Still~~”
“…”
In other words. Are you saying it’s embarrassing?
Mullen is Tsk. She clicked her tongue and muttered.
“Troublesome bitch.”
“Year?!?! Did you just say year?”
“No, I didn’t.”
“Isn’t a nun who worships God too calm while lying?”
What do you bring? Mullen frowned unconsciously and looked up at the ceiling.
As if glaring at someone in the sky.
Those old days. Screening. Select. And God.
It’s absolutely disgusting.
Evelyn sensed Mullin’s unusual mood and quickly changed the topic.
“Dre gave a lecture on the Combat Department and the Arts Department yesterday. The student evaluations were very good!!”
Dre looked very lethargic, but she was friendly. She looked at each student and gave classes tailored to that student’s level.
Among the freshmen, there were many students who were scared by rumors about Dre, but were impressed after actually listening to his lectures.
“They even created a fan club among the freshmen!!”
“What kind of idiot?”
Mullen spoke in a loud voice without realizing it.
No. What kind of fan club is this?
Then I was convinced.
‘No. Is it worth it?’
In the world, there are fans just by being famous.
Dre is second only to fame.
In fact, it wasn’t surprising that a Dre fan club had already formed at the Academy, but the reason there hasn’t been one until now is because Dre is cruel.
Because the hands are so cruel, it is difficult for Tabu students to feel friendly because they have a fearful image.
To be honest, the targets that Dre has eradicated so far are corrupt nobles, criminals, and other scum that are worth dying for, so there is nothing to say. If he had messed with innocent citizens, his reputation would have been much worse than it is now.
If he had really become softer, it wouldn’t have been surprising if groups like fan clubs had formed.
“It’s strange. There’s no way that brother will change…”
“What kind of image does Instructor Dre have in Sister Mullin’s mind?”
That moment. Mullin narrowed his eyes when he sensed a presence outside.
‘He came this far and I didn’t notice?’
There it is. The fanatics who will follow Imline outside the church are also quiet.
Mullen clucks. He relaxed his hands.
‘I don’t think she can do anything on the floating island that is her sister’s domain.’
There is nothing wrong with always being careful.
Imline, who noticed Mullin’s speculation, also looked at the door with a nervous face. Soon the door will close. It began to open with a quiet sound.
And the first thing I saw was the face of a fanatic member.
He was crying.
Is it fear?
No. It was a thrill.
He opened his mouth.
“Saint.”
“Eck.”
Imline was appalled.
Even though this church is a quiet place and because of the mad nun Mullen Critz, it is a place that people don’t come to very often. Do you carelessly use the title “Saint,” Which has a secret status, in a public place?
“Gwangyeom has arrived.”
“Nehi?”
Imline’s voice leaked.
Meanwhile. Dre came in through the open door.
“Thank you for opening the door.”
“No!! It was the honor of a lifetime to be able to open the door for Gwangyeom to enter! Please speak slowly!!”
The fanatic member politely closed the door with the same look on his face as a believer with Nanar in front of him.
‘No. What is that?’
Imline was astonished.
That’s right. I know the cult members respect Dre to a cult level, but isn’t that a bit excessive?
“Hello.”
Seeing Dre bowing, Imline also hesitantly greeted him.
“Hello…”
Imline looked at Dre’s complexion.
‘I heard you lost your memory.’
She didn’t tell Mullin, but he knew that information.
She looked at Dre closely.
Her shoulders are slumped, and her back is bent, giving her no sense of spirit.
But. Nevertheless, she had an unknown charisma.
To put it comprehensively.
‘Good boy… Ah!!’
This is not it.
That’s right. Even though Dre knew that her saintly wife, Imline, was a ‘terminal’, he treated her like nothing, and he did things like that with her, whom he had never known in his entire life, and kept reminding him of that time…
‘Why is this happening?’
As Muline couldn’t control her heart pounding when she saw Dre’s face for the first time in a long time, Mullin gave a tsk to her Dre. She clicked her tongue
“Is this your house? I just looked at you, and you seem to be acting like the owner.”
“…”
Dre stared at Mullin without her saying a word.
Mullen growled.
“What are you blaming?”
The girls may squeak when they see Dre’s every move, but Mullen doesn’t feel anything when Dre stares at her. She rather observed her dre with her sharp eyes.
‘The core is the same.’
She doesn’t look like she’s being fussy, but she’s Dre. Mullin felt that way.
In that case, just treat it as usual.
In other words. Attack.
“I asked you what you were staring at, brother.”
“Wow.”
As Imline looked at the two in turn, Dre tilted her head and said.
“Hmm…”
“What is it?”
“No. You’re pretty.”
“Yes. I know that I am pretty.”
“I guess so.”
What kind of conversation is this?
I was curious about what Imli, who was watching, or Mullin and Dre, who were calmly receiving it, were thinking.
Then Dre raised her hand and said.
“Can I touch your hair?”
“Did you turn around?”
Mullin was scared.
Dre said, “Uh, isn’t this it?” And she was embarrassed again.
“Why are you doing that?”
“No, that’s it. I can’t sense the distance.”
“A sense of distance?”
Mullen felt uncomfortable with Dre.
What can I say? Usually, Dre is not comfortable with Mullin and treats it like garbage.
But now, I felt a sense of distance from dealing with people I didn’t know at all, or people I had only read about in books.
For some reason, Mullin didn’t like that feeling of distance.
“Was the problem of distance? Then I will solve it.”
Once you give it to them, you just have to beat them.
Mullen took a big gulp from the bottle of liquor in her hand, emptying it and setting it down on her chair.
Then she walked over, grabbed Dre by the collar, and lifted her up.
“Oh my.”
Dre makes a death sound.
The moment he was about to throw it to the floor, Mullin stopped when he noticed that Dre wasn’t going to fight back.
“What are you doing now?”
“Hic. Please save me, Sister~”
Mullin said in a carefree voice. She sighed and put Dre back in her place.
‘This. I don’t think hitting him will help.’
Indeed. There were rumors that she had become human, and then something changed.
Normally, she would have tried to repay him several times over by fighting back, but she wasn’t planning on fighting back at all now.
Mullen, who doesn’t know that Dre has lost her memory, can feel her fear.
That moment when Mullin was lost in her thoughts. Dre extended her hand.
The target is Mullin’s hair.
It is a gentle hand movement intended to fiddle, not grab.
Tup! Mullen grabbed Dre’s wrist.
“W-what are you doing!”
Dre said to Mullin, who had a rare look on his face, “Hmm. Isn’t this too?”
She thought seriously.
“You crazy bastard.”
“Why are you swearing?”
“Didn’t you do something worthy of criticism?”
“Yes, of course.”
What is it really?
Unable to get used to it, Mullen blinks her eyes and Dre exclaims “Aha!” She sounded like she knew something.
What is mullein again? When I looked at him, Dre said.
“What are you looking at, bitch?”
“Is that right!!”
You’ve finally revealed your true colors!! Dre clapped her hands as Mullin clenched her fists with a smile on her lips.
“Aha. This is the relationship.”
“…?”
Mullen thought for a moment and came up with one possibility.
This bastard. Perhaps.
‘Have you lost your memory?’
While Mullin paused, Dre looked at Imline.
“Hello again, saint.”
“Ah. Yes. Hello, how are you?”
Imline also felt somewhat disappointed by Dre’s attitude towards others.
Still, I think Dre’s polite appearance is also cool…
‘Am I really crazy?’
She seriously thought about praying to Nanar, a god whom she did not really believe in.
That moment.
“Then, saint.”
“Yes?”
“Could you please call Ms. Isisa?”
“…”
Imline was silent for a moment.
Mullen stared at the two people.
She heard from Renea about the devil lurking within Imline.
Since this is an order that has an asshole as its chief priest, the saint should be at that level. She did, and I remember not paying attention to it.
‘I don’t know what the relationship is, but the saintess was said to be the terminal of Isisa, the Demon King of Revelation.’
Why this story?
At that time. The atmosphere in the church has changed.
The once peaceful space suddenly became quiet.
“Did you call me?”
A low, old-fashioned voice.
Imline was speaking with the face of a mature, adult woman, not the innocent face of a girl.
She is the one who receives the true revelation of the devil.
It was Isisa, the Demon King of Revelation.
“I’ll tell you straight, Mr. Isisa.”
“Tell me.”
Isisa was curious about what Dre was thinking after losing his memory.
“First, establish a partnership with us.”
“Cooperation? Isn’t that still in place?”
Isisa once promised cooperation to Dre, and Dre is not sure, but since then, he has been spilling information to the hero party about important situations and dangerous events in the demon world.
It is a sufficiently cooperative relationship.
“I want a relationship that goes beyond that. I want a formal alliance.”
Ishisawa and Mullin opened their eyes wide at the same time.
What is this person saying now?
Like an old demon king, Ishisa quickly regained her composure and asked.
“What are you thinking?”
“Who was it… No… Ah… What was it? Ah! Let’s go meet Mr. Anito.”
“Anito? You. No way.”
This current person was about to ask something, but shook his head and smiled seductively.
“Don’t be in a hurry. You said it was an official alliance, right? If we form it. What will I gain?”
Isisa was curious about Dre’s thoughts.
Dre answered.
“I will give you the power of Frunar.”
