Became a Saint of the Sexuality Church 24

Chapter 24 – Cult (9)

After passing the corridor, I climbed the spiral stone stairs.
Climbing all the stone steps, I saw a heavy iron gate.

Click.
I opened the locked door using the key Bishop Ronin gave me.
The iron door was completely opened, revealing what was inside.

“Is this the place where the Holy Sword is enshrined?”

It is a place called the storage of the holy sword.
According to Bishop Ronin, it was originally used as a prayer room.

The ceiling was embossed with a painting presumed to be the goddess of sexual love, and dozens of gigantic pillars supporting the weight of the ceiling could be seen nearby.
There were also sculptures made of marble all over the place.
It seems to represent various figures such as the pope, the paladin, the nun, and so on.

The marble statues were elaborately made, so they aroused admiration from the viewer.
Certainly, I felt the reverent and magnificent architectural beauty of a prayer room.
Einstein moved his steps while checking the proxy statues one by one.

There was a white altar and stained glass in the front, and the sunlight pouring out from the stained glass was painted in five colors, highlighting the white altar like colorful lighting.
A crude sword is stuck in the white altar.

It was a holy sword.
Einstein stared at the holy sword firmly inserted.

‘I heard that if you want to draw the holy sword, you will be tested.’

Pull out the stuck sword.
Einstein thought it was the classical way.

He grabbed the handle of the holy sword without any hesitation.
And consciousness was cut off.

When Einstein opened his eyes again, he was in a pure white space.
I wonder what kind of bizarre English this is, but he wasn’t too embarrassed because it was a situation he had heard before.
It was around the time he was looking around.

“You’re a person who hasn’t been around for a long time.”

It was a lively and clear voice.
Einstein slowly turned his head.

There is a little girl
She wore a black dress and brown sandals.
I would like to be about 140 cm tall.

“It’s not that I’m surprised.”

“Because I heard you.”

“Even if you heard it beforehand, can’t you pretend to be surprised?”

“Because I hate vanity.”

“A boring guy.”

Einstein stared at the girl.
Her hair, blue like a forget-me-not, stretched straight down to her waist like a waterfall.
Eyelashes that are thin and long like needles and red pupils that look like drops of blood are in harmony with each other.

Small nostrils, a tall nose, and pale yellow lips.
A small face and white skin like jade.

She wasn’t as pretty as Aria, but she was a pretty girl.
The girl looked at Einstein with the gaze of a rare animal.

“Are you an aspiring ‘hero’ in this generation?”

Einstein nodded his head.
The girl crossed her arms as if judging him.

“Hmm, your physique is fine and your face is smooth.”

“…”

Einstein’s expression slightly distorted at the girl’s frivolous speech.
The girl who confirmed that expression held a sneer.

“Is it unpleasant for a girl to judge you? You must have come because you need a girl too, right?”

It was Einstein who felt his head pounding.
He asked in a calm tone.

“How old are you?”

“I have filled up five hundred this year.”

Five hundred.
Considering that Einstein was in his early twenties, it was indeed a vast age gap.

“You ate too much, old man.”

“I mean, time is so fleeting.”

A holy sword that spews filthy words like a young girl.
Einstein seriously pondered whether or not the sex sword also causes dementia.

“Aren’t you a ‘girl’?”

In response to Einstein’s reasonable question, the Holy Sword shrugged his small shoulders.

“Isn’t that a girl’s appearance?”

“… Why do you look like that?”

“It was the taste of former warriors.”

It was a pity for Einstein, who did not want to know the sexual orientation of the previous warrior.
Then he suddenly had a question.

“I heard that the former hero couldn’t hold a holy sword.”

A bright light shone in the girl’s red eyes.

“The hero the girl spoke of didn’t mean those kinds of bugs.”

There was cold contempt in his voice.
Einstein asked without hesitation.

“Then?”

“I was just talking about a real ‘hero’ who used a girl.”

Apparently, this holy sword stigmatizes you as a fake hero if you don’t meet your standards.
Einstein, who roughly understood the situation, said something else.

“Anyway, can’t you change your appearance?”

“It is not difficult to change.”

“Then change. I hope you understand the feelings of the children who are watching the 500-year-old old woman look like that.”

The girl, no, the holy sword snorted at her and twisted the corner of her mouth.

“Why should a girl do that? Aren’t you the girl’s owner?”

It was a theory, so there was no room for refutation.
Einstein asked, scratching the side of his head.

“That too.”

A moment of silence passes.
He didn’t want to waste any serious time, so he got straight to the point.

“They say you have to take a test to become your master.”

Holy Sword grinned.

“Would you like to try?”

“I came for that.”

“Okay then, without further ado, let’s get started right away.”

“Do whatever you feel comfortable with.”

The holy sword snapped my fingers, and the pure white space changed.
I could see the dark red sky.
The smell of burnt and blood stung the tip of my nose.
Then, a girl with black hair appeared.

“Would you like to see your most precious person?”

At the words of the holy sword, Einstein blankly looked at the girl in front of him.
He was always the same in the past and present as the most important person to him.
Sister, Amelia.

So the girl in front of me should have been Amelia.
I should have.
Arya was actually there.
The shock of her lightning strike hit the accident.

‘I see, I…’

That was changed
Because of that girl.

At first, I watched it overlapping with my older sister.
Because of their looks and personalities.

But from what moment?
The difference from Amelia caught my eye.

She seems to be kind, but she is more shy than Amelia and cannot refuse her request.
And she was more dependent than she seemed.
Besides that, she doesn’t like to be in debt, or she complains when she’s sick.
I’ve seen several points.

Only then did Einstein know.
Arya is not Amelia.
But she is someone who gets on your nerves.

She is more than his older sister who left him.
As Einstein stood there blankly, his holy sword raised his voice a little.

“Did you not hear what the girl said?”

“No, I heard. As you said, I can see my precious person.”

The holy sword pretended to slit his own throat with his thumb.

“Then kill me. That’s a girl’s test.”

Kill?
An aria?
Einstein looked at the holy sword.

“Is that the end?”

“It is.”

It is an extremely concise content.
Originally, was the test of the holy sword this simple?
So, why didn’t the warriors of the former squadron and the former squadron obtain the holy sword?

Einstein pulled out the sword from his waist.
And cut

Chew.
His blood spattered.
The Holy Sword said disapprovingly.

“… I never asked to cut a girl.”

There was a long cut from the sword’s right shoulder to the left hips.
Einstein smiled coldly.

“I thought you were asking me to cut myself.”

The holy sword, which quickly reconstructed the body, fired with a sharp tone.

“It was made anyway, but it is expensive. Doesn’t it mean to kill the real one?”

“Is it fun to play with people’s minds? Holy Sword Man?”

Making a precious person and cutting that person?
Isn’t it a treatment that mercilessly tramples on people’s emotions?

“Did you think you could get a girl without even being prepared to kill someone dear to you? It’s ridiculous.”

Einstein pushed his middle finger toward the holy sword that said it was ridiculous.

“If it is something that can only be achieved by breaking my convictions, I will give up.”

Yes.
Even if I die, I will protect my people.
That was Einstein’s conviction, and Arya was becoming his conviction.
In other words, it was impossible for Einstein to cut Arya.

“Then the test will end in failure.”

“Sure.”

The Holy Sword asks.

“Do you not regret it?”

“Do you see that face?”

Did the holy sword realize something from Einstein’s face?
Soon she burst into laughter.

“Ha, you didn’t have any intention of taking the test in the first place.”

At the precise point, Einstein widened his eyes.

“Can you read other people’s thoughts?”

“No, if you live for a long time, you can guess what the psychology is just by looking at the face, atmosphere, and tone of voice.”

“Mind reading, you can’t ignore age.”

Einstein knew that while he was away, the Order was trying to harm Arya.
That’s why I matched them to their rhythm.
Only then will they reveal their true colors.

The holy sword pressed his cheek with his index finger and asked.

“Do you know where the saintess is now?”

At the sudden words of the holy sword, Einstein tilted his head.

“What are you talking about?”

“I guess you don’t know. She is in the darkroom in the basement of the church.”

“… An underground darkroom?”

She shook her hand with a hint of boredom.

“You better not be late. If you don’t get the timing right, you won’t be very happy.”

“What do you know?”

“Wouldn’t it be better to hear it through the mouth of a saintess than hearing it through my own mouth?”

The holy sword snapped her fingers.
At that, Einstein’s consciousness faded.

The flickering sight is shattered.
She tried to argue, but no words came out.
That’s how he was released from the space created by the holy sword.
The Holy Sword, left alone, muttered quietly.

“See you next time.”

* * *

I opened my eyes.
My whole body was wet with a cold sweat.
How much time has passed

I removed my hand from the holy sword.
In any case, there is no reason to be here anymore.
By now, it was the point at which the cult had affected Arya.

‘Did you say it’s a darkroom in the basement of a cathedral?’

I hope it’s not too late.
I came out of the room where the holy sword was enshrined.

I went down the stone steps, passed through the corridor, and moved to the place that led to the basement of the cathedral.
Having watched Root before, I was able to act nimbly without being lumpy.
When I reached the place heading to the basement, one of the two paladins guarding the entrance spoke to me.

“Aren’t you a warrior? He said he would definitely be tested by the holy sword…”

Answered briefly.

“Finished.”

“I see, but what are you doing here?”

“I heard Arya is here.”

“… This is a restricted area for anyone except those involved, even if you are a warrior.”

The paladin made a mistake.
Rather, he should have held out that there was no aria here.
If so, I would have been able to earn even a small amount of time.

“Get out of the way.”

“No matter how brave you are, this kind of rudeness…”

With the scabbard, he struck the paladin’s side.
The process was so fast that the paladin could not respond.

Fuck!
It floated in the air as it was, then rolled out and fell.
He couldn’t stand up any more.
He had lost consciousness.

Another paladin who saw this showed an urgent appearance and raised an ax.
The large ax strikes me down, drawing a gentle trajectory like a meteor falling from the sky.

Quaang!
What he took down was the Aman floor.
The floor could not withstand the impact of the axe.
Marble fragments are scattered here and there.

I had already been sideways.
It was the moment when a gap was created by his big swing.
I dug into him without any hesitation.

The paladin, who noticed this, raised the ax even if it was somewhat overworked.
Movement of the ax from bottom to top.
Actions to get rid of the approaching me.

It is indeed a menacing blow.
If you get hit from the front, your body will be split in half.
But if it doesn’t fit, it’s useless.

Even if I slowed down, I would only become prey for that axe.
If that’s the case, you just need to spur a little more and dodge that attack.

The gist is simple, but realizing it is a separate ability.
So what?

Faster.
Faster and more
More agile.
That you can move

Awesome!
An ax that cuts the ends of my hair.
The moment the ax cut off my hair, not my head, the victory was already decided.

I put on a fishy smile.
Without any hesitation, I gripped the sword sheath with both hands.

The guy is in a state where his posture is wide open due to successive actions.
Your chance is now.
What you’re aiming for is fame.

“Sigh.”

Short sigh.
A blow stabbed at the same time.
It was a ray of light, a flash.
As it was, he hit the paladin’s reputation.

“Cheuk.”

You’ll have trouble breathing.
It is a vital place where there is a risk of fainting or dying.
But whether this man dies or not is not on my mind.

Rather, you should be glad you didn’t kill him right away.
Cooong!
A paladin who fell to the floor.
You’ve been doing quite a fuss.

It doesn’t matter though.
Said the Holy Sword.

It’s better not to be late.
You won’t see anything very pleasant.
If you think about it, it was always belated life.

“Now go, Arya.”

I walk
Towards where you are