Became a Saint of the Sexuality Church 25

Chapter 25 – Cult (10)

The basement of the cathedral is not a simple structure.
There were several byways like anthills.

This was an unpleasant fact for Einstein, who had no information in his basement.
I had no choice but to run around and check them all.
Still, I felt intuitively where it was important.

Where the paladins gather.
There must be an aria there.
He was convinced of this conjecture.

Purple.
Aren’t there actually guys who attack like this?

Two paladins attacking from the front and from the side.
Holding out a sword
Seeing that he has no qualms about using a weapon, it’s likely that he’s doing something mean.

They would call it a threat.
However, in the eyes of Einstein, who has dealt with all kinds of monsters, it was just extremely awkward.

With the scabbard, he struck the abdomen of the paladin in front, crushed the head of the paladin approaching from the side, and then moved on.
As they advanced, the number of paladins increased.

One hand cannot beat two hands.
Two hands cannot beat three hands, and three hands cannot beat four hands.
As if denying such a universal fact outright, Einstein trampled on one, two, three, or four.

Quaang!
A sound that is hard to believe that the sword and scabbard collided, and a paladin floated in the air.
A paladin aiming at Einstein’s back and piercing his sword.

It must have been a blow of repentance in its own way.
But the paladin was perplexed.

Einstein attached his left arm to his side and the paladin blocked my stabbing sword.
With his sword tucked under his armpit, Einstein turned around at his waist and struck back with his right elbow.

Behavior as natural as flowing water.
Even the speed is fast.
The paladin let go of his sword and tried to block his elbows with both of his hands.

Quaang!
Even though it was obviously blocked, the paladin was struck with a shock that resonated with his brain.

Dump.
A paladin who loses consciousness and collapses.

The remaining paladins saw Astein.
He didn’t even stop breathing.
The sight made them salivate.

Warrior.
A blade that even touches the demon king, an absolute being.
When you are an ally, you are a reliable existence as if you have gained thousands of troops, but when you are hostile like this, a hero…

‘Monster.’

Not just a monster.
It was another demon king, itself.

Einstein doesn’t utter a word and sends a blank look.
Seeing that figure as if checking each character, the Paladins felt chilly.
Despite their numerical superiority, they could not see the prospect of winning.

The difference was so overwhelming.
Very briefly, a confrontation between the paladin camp and Astein took place.
Said Einstein.

“I still think of you as humans.”

Do you think you are human?
If they weren’t human, would they become monsters?
The paladins could not understand what Einstein was saying.

Einstein did not mean to be understood.
Why did you say that anyway?
It was a word close to self-suggestion.

What is a warrior
If you dig into its essence, you can see it as an ‘assassin’ to kill the demon king.
Isn’t it?

Those who infiltrate the demon king’s power and bring about its supply and demand are more like assassins than warriors.
That’s why the warrior’s blade has no choice but to be infinitely sharp.
When dealing with humans, I tend to lower my expectations a bit, but…

Even if you reduce the yegi, a famous sword is a famous sword.
There is no such thing as a blunting of that sharpness.

Einstein squints his eyes.
Still, those he saw were human.

However, what about after seeing something in front of you?
Can I still consider you human?

“I hope I don’t think of you as monsters.”

A smile so cold as to be cruel.
The Paladins couldn’t utter any words.
The pressure exerted by a human named Einstein was beyond imagination.

“Tell me again. Get out of the way.”

As expected, the paladins were not willing to listen.
He shrugged and let out a big breath.

“It’s like stubborn religious people.”

The battle is momentum.
If you ride the flow, you must rush without hesitation.
Having cut the heads of countless monsters, Einstein knew this better than anyone else.

An existence that shrinks between life and death will only be eaten quickly.
His heart is hot, his head is cold.
It was a cliché phrase, but it was also said that a cliché was a common sense story.

Einstein moved his leg.
Here comes the warrior
Alone.

One step, two steps.
And the third step.

He is gone
No, he’s not gone.
It reached right in front of the Paladins.
At a speed that transcends cognition.

How?
At that moment, it was a common question felt by the majority of paladins.
It was such an explosive speed that it seemed to move by folding space itself.

Quaang!
Astein who ran into the paladin like a water buffalo while moving at high speed.

Simplicity and honesty!
The paladin, who received the charge from the front, was blown away like a cannonball without his breastplate being warped.
It could not absorb the enormous kinetic energy.
At that unrealistic sight, the paladins momentarily held their breath.

Of course, Einstein was not far off.
He grabbed the handle of the sword and the middle part of the blade, and swung it toward the paladin next to him.

Quaang!
The paladin, who was rightly hit by the unexpected blow, flew like a child grabbing the hind legs of a frog, shaking it, and blowing it away.

Like a wolf placed in a flock of sheep, Astein incapacitated the Paladins by running all over the place.
As if to say that numerical inferiority is meaningless, they are clearly showing their overwhelming superiority.
It was like a one-sided fight, like twisting a child’s wrist.
Some Paladins raised their voices in a tone filled with grief.

“Goddess!”

“Why is she looking for a goddess, she is someone who won’t even help.”

“Keep it off.”

Through the Holy Law, they are paladins who can strengthen their bodies.
Despite such blessings, they could not stop a human named Einstein.

… Human?
Can that be considered human?

Many paladins fell like after rain.
I was just helpless to cheat.
Those who pride themselves on being elite are destroyed by just one person.

The opponent doesn’t even look tired.
On the contrary, it even makes it look flamboyant.

It’s nonsense.
It was a kind of horror.
Endless fear of an unprecedented existence.

With agile movements like a beast, Einstein overcame the path blocked by the paladin.
It was not enough for them.
There was neither the strength nor the way to stop the hero.

“There are many, many.”

Einstein muttered something.
Then, a large explosion occurred in the center where the Paladins were united.
It was the magic of an explosion.

Aaaaang!

The basement shook greatly from the hot wind and the black smoke.
If the Paladins were in a normal state, they would have responded by opening a protective shield using the Holy Law.
However, the warrior was in a state of disarray, and it was a surprising situation that the hero did not even think of writing magic, so the explosion magic he exerted was able to inflict a very effective blow.

Most of the Paladins were just knocked out by the explosion.
Those who remain are few and far between.
They trembled as if they couldn’t believe this reality.

“Even magic? Uh, how?”

Einstein said calmly.

“I learned it, so I use it. So will you get out of the way now?”

The Paladins gave up.
Interest cannot be stopped.
But it did not go smoothly.

“It’s nice to be honest, but I’d like to be flexible.”

Einstein defeated all the Paladins and walked leisurely.
It didn’t take very long.

* * *

I feel good.
It’s so fun that you forget to even breathe.
My body was also very hot.
My stomach hurts.

“Huh.”

Weird, right?
It’s so much fun, but why is my heart broken?
Is it stuffy?

It’s not like there’s anything sad about it.
It’s a common thing that happens all the time.
Did you have a hard time today?

“Hick, hee.”

What am I?
What was it for?
Why did you return to the church?

Oh
That’s right, it was for Mr. Einstein.
I did it because I wanted him to feel more comfortable.
But why?

My heart hurts.
I feel good, but my heart hurts so much.

Weird, right?
The two do not coexist.

I thought
In the end, all of this happened because I hoped in vain.

Mr. Einstein.
I must have become weird for a while because of Mr. Einstein, right?
Perhaps, I have lost my sense of reality.

It is a natural reality that nothing has changed.
Why did I think I could change?

It must be close to a futile dream.
Dirty things should stay dirty after all.

Cardinal Mavlov strips me of my ceremonial robes.
I quietly watch his actions.
He will make me feel better.

Okay.
All I have to do is suffer.
All you have to do is cry
You just have to quietly surrender yourself.
That’s what I can do

Resistance, rebellion is meaningless.
That’s the way it is
Right, Goddess?

Obviously if you are quiet.
I’m sure you’ll feel good.

It was then.
That the door was broken.

Dust flew away with a loud sound.
And I saw it.
You.

You, with ultramarine blue hair and eyes as black as the night sky.
Mr. Einstein.

How did you come here?
Have you already passed the holy sword test?

Didn’t it end too soon?
Or is this also a surprise prepared by Bishop Ronin?
I tried to open my mouth.

“Aria.”

A step ahead of that, Mr. Einstein said.
Your voice is cold.
My body froze at the sound of that voice.

Following the Makarov followers, it was discovered by you too.
I feel like my hair is going to burn white.
I didn’t even feel better anymore.

No.
I do not like it.
You must despise me for rolling my body carelessly, right?

Suddenly, when I came to my senses, my hands were shaking.
Is it because it’s cold?

Yes, that’s probably why.
‘Cause I’m naked now

“Aria.”

Once again you call my name
I’m terribly afraid of it.
It’s cold and painful, like a cold blade cutting deep into the heart.
I try to pretend I didn’t hear.

What are the other people shouting about?
How did you get here
What are the paladins doing outside?

But you don’t answer anything.
I’m just watching.
That’s so scary
Before long, Mr. Einstein opened his mouth.

“What would you like me to do?”

At those words, I was dazed as if I had been hit in the head with a blunt instrument.
Why are you asking me that?
Why don’t you ask any questions after seeing me?
Why are you not angry?
Why don’t you point fingers at me as a dirty slut?

Why?
Why?
Why?

“Tell me.”

After saying that, you kept your mouth shut.
My heart is tight.

Is it okay if I tell you how I feel?
Wouldn’t it be broken again in vain?

I was a bit scared.
It’s a very difficult choice for me.

“Sorry, sorry…”

You smiled brightly

“Don’t apologize. What would you like me to do?”

“… Yes?”

“Tell me with all your heart.”

Your words.
Your eyes.
Your actions.

Maybe that’s why it’s so strong.
I bit my lip.
I messed up my face.
Hot tears flowed from the corners of my eyes, as if my tear glands were out of order.

It will look very ugly.
I know.

Can I tell you?
Really?
Aren’t you scolding me?

Can you tell me?
Because you are unwavering
Because you always kept your composure.

Even if I convey this feeling, you will be able to accept it calmly, right?
As you wished, I spoke with sincerity.

“… Please save me.”

You laugh
It was a gentle laugh, as always.

“Okay.”