Chapter 80 – Assistant’s Diary [Ronin & Arya & Ner-Sama] (6)
My daily life hasn’t changed much.
She was corrected, learned the sex method, and other things she had to do as a saint.
For modern people accustomed to stimuli, nothing is as easy to get wet with inertia as a monotonous life.
Still, as I lead a repetitive daily life like the gears of a clock, the days go by quickly.
The cold, dry winter is already half over.
Of course, I didn’t get used to all of that.
The stimulation was too intense for me to get used to.
The past few weeks have been a full course of the worst experiences a woman can go through.
Going about my daily life without wearing underwear belonged to the weak axis.
One day, I acted with tentacles on my body, and another day, I masturbated at a place where people came and went without a single thread on.
I felt so much humiliation and humiliation that the empty crotch was nothing.
She’s a saint only in words, but when you look at how she’s being treated, there’s no such thing as a sex slave.
Is that why the title of the novel is a seed-bearing saint?
It was a story I couldn’t help but laugh at.
I can’t even count the things that have happened so far.
All of them were acts to thoroughly destroy the character of the country, and to that extent, they were harsh and heartless.
Even so, the reason I was able to endure it was purely thanks to the Makarov followers and the priest Nernim.
Makarov, who believes in me as a noble saint.
And the Nernim priest who understands and sympathizes with my situation.
It’s a shame because these two exist, otherwise I would have gone mad.
Oh, by the way, Priest Nernim was good at teaching the Holy Law.
When I was in the middle of the esoteric of the sex law, he threw me some advice, and it was very effective.
Would you say that it points out the necessary parts?
He was an example of a great teacher.
Just look at the advice I gave you the other day.
“Spelling is different from magic, so you don’t have to be too much bound by spells and forms.”
It was a word that made me have fundamental doubts about the vocal method I was learning.
If the seongbeop is not greatly bound by the technique and the form, what is the meaning of all the things I am learning while suffering from headaches now?
“Are you lying?”
In response to my question, Lord Ner just shrugged his shoulders.
No, then what did I learn?
What is it, you bad man?
“Have you ever heard the saying that the heart becomes the will?”
I frowned and clicked my tongue.
“You mean that pseudo-phrase? I remember hearing it.”
It was a somewhat radical statement for a saintess to utter, but Priest Nernim was a man full of flexibility.
He listened moderately to my remarks and continued his speech.
“To put it simply, this is surprisingly good at substituting into the sex law.”
“How?”
He thoughtfully brushed his untrimmed beard.
“Hmm, what would be a good example? Yes, that would be nice.”
“Don’t be alone and teach me a little bit, sir?”
When I made a sullen expression, the priest of Nernim smiled bitterly.
His careless attitude seems embarrassing.
“I am a person who has done a bad thing to the saintess, but is it okay if I act like that?”
Well, it wasn’t just one or two people who raped me in the church.
And the priest of Nernim is on the level of a nobleman.
“Okay, please tell me.”
“I was thinking of telling you without haste.”
Right now, yes.
Do not point out poor attitudes or calm them down without pushing them.
He respects my will and guarantees my convenience, so how can I hate it?
I thought it was a pair with the Ronin Priest, but it must have been a mistake.
There was no such thing as rape except for the first day.
Originally, even at this moment, I should have suffered such a thing.
I said with a smile.
“Hehe, is that so?”
Priest Nernim avoided looking at me like that, as if it was burdensome.
Do you even feel guilty?
Suddenly, the playfulness kicked in.
I pushed my upper body out and tilted my head.
“What? Are you embarrassed to laugh at me? Why did you avoid looking at me?”
His face had turned red like a carrot.
A person who enjoys teasing.
“Even if you do naughty things, do that. Please.”
“Ner’s priest is also true. How can I make fun of you?”
“Do you really want me to shut up?”
Anyway, that’s not it.
I deftly pretended to cover my mouth.
He let out a deep sigh.
It seems that he is very angry.
As I didn’t want to lose someone I could talk to, I had no choice but to notice.
“Wow, aren’t you angry?”
“It’s good that you’re bright, but if you look too bright, you’ll be harmed by the Ronin priest.”
“I know that much, me too.”
Because Ronin Priest wanted me to fall into despair.
The friendly atmosphere had subsided.
Nernim Maraud scratched his head as if in trouble, then apologized.
“Sorry. I was speechless.”
“No, it’s true that I was excited.”
He brought out the haste before it got any more awkward here.
“Keuheum, then I’ll tell you what I normally would have said.”
“Please speak.”
Priest Nernim calmed down and talked slowly.
“There was a priest who was sent to the front line to respond to the monsters that periodically invaded. He was a priest who wanted to help the heroes on the battlefield. However, his skills were insufficient, and his experience was mediocre. Just like the current saintess.”
“Don’t attach sajok.”
Are you saying that you teased me a little, what is it?
Like a narrow-minded priest.
When I pouted my lips, he smiled softly.
“What struck him was patients who exceeded his discretion. Yes, I’m referring to the slanderers. Since it was a frontline, all types of wounded came to the barracks. Having a leg amputated or an arm amputated was the least bit better.”
“… Is that it?”
I think amputation is a grievous enough slander.
“Yes, I just had to disinfect the affected area, heal the amputated side and stop the bleeding. The priest must have been acutely aware of the use of the phrase “I can’t see with my eyes open.” Even though half of his head was blown off, there were those who complained of pain because they were kept alive by holy power;
It was as vivid as if you had experienced it yourself.
Even I, who hadn’t experienced that, could picture the situation Ner-nim said in my head, so I said everything.
“It must have been horrible.”
“That was the reality the priest faced. No matter how hard I tried, I had to treat a seriously injured person who couldn’t see any improvement. It is often said that patients cannot stop singing. Ironically, no cries were heard from the truly critically ill patients. He didn’t even have the strength to scream. The priest was distressed. This is because the patients were aware of their deaths and often made their wills. Give this thing to someone, tell someone this. Yes, the priest was, in a way, a window for the dying. There was no hope of living for them. Because dying was the natural thing to do. There was a constant gloomy atmosphere in the barracks, and the smell of rotting corpses lingered.”
Ner looked into the distance for a moment.
I had a hunch that this story was a story ruminated on from his experience.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t show such a bitter reaction.
So, without saying anything, I waited for him to speak.
“The priest looked down on him. He said that if he came forward, he might be of some help to the front.”
“… Wouldn’t that actually help?”
“Even so, people tend to remember what they have lost longer than what they have. The priest must have been the same. He would have thought of the people he couldn’t save rather than the people he saved.”
“… So, what does that have to do with the saying that the heart becomes the will?”
I think I cut my words rudely.
Isn’t it time to learn the sex method in the first place?
He continued without any reprimand.
“The priest thought. He said he couldn’t save them because he lacked his own earnestness. So he prayed again and again to the goddess of erotic love. If you give me the strength to heal them, I will praise you for days and days.”
“Then did the priest gain tremendous holy power?”
“No, nothing happened.”
“… Yes?”
“But the priest had no time to despair. Because there are always patients. Ironically, he stopped looking for God. He was driven only by the tenacity of wanting to save others. Only then did his holy power respond to the priest’s request.”
He paused for a moment to catch his breath.
I pondered over his story.
Is it because I’m stupid?
I don’t know the gist of the word.
“So what do you want to say, you look like that.”
It seems to have appeared on the face.
I raised the corner of my mouth.
“Ahaha, I caught you.”
“All you need is earnestness.”
For those who don’t understand, Priest Nernim gave a brief summary.
“I wish you’d said that from the start,” He couldn’t grumble.
The story he told was so impressive.
“… It’s not as good as that priest, but I’m desperate too.”
“To put it mildly, it is the desire to save others. It’s a presumptuous statement, but has Saintess Arya ever felt that she really wanted to save someone?”
“… Well.”
It doesn’t seem like that has ever happened.
“When that time comes, the saintess’ great holy power will naturally follow her.”
I mean, it’s easy.
I mean, I’m the only one who knows me.
She asked in a confident tone.
“Could such a day ever come? I am not a very noble person.”
Priest Nernim smiled softly and stroked my hair.
His thick hands didn’t feel too bad.
I wonder if middle-aged laughter can be so attractive.
“The sublime is not innate, it is made.”
It was a heartbreaking statement.
I looked up at him without saying anything for a moment.
“Yes, Nere-sama, priest.”
“Why is that, Saint Aria?”
“That priest’s story, your story.”
“Was it too obvious?”
“It sounds really vivid. I thought it was your own story.”
“You are quick-witted.”
“How much is the snack I ate?”
Yes.
The time to learn the Seongbeop was a really enriching time for me at the time.
It was good to call it a resting place.
But.
Happy moments usually pass quickly.
The incident happened exactly one month after that.
