Chapter 258 – Volume 52 – The Unholy Man! (3)
“Hmm…”
I was lost in thought after hearing Nia’s words.
To be honest, things are a bit strange right now.
Suddenly, Nia, who is in semester, is invited from the church.
“It sounds like a political goal, but I mean.”
“It seems that you are a little concerned about the new work ‘Agapi’.”
“Well, I guess so.”
In the end, it seems that the real doll has become a problem.
Who the hell is going to release a real doll made by copying one’s own body and selling it under the same name as one’s real name?
I’m also against it, but the religious world, which is said to be the most picky about these things, can’t stand still.
“I thought maybe you should talk to me in the long run.”
“Is it fortunate that I didn’t hit the sudden start…?”
Right now, His Majesty’s Majesty maintains a policy of removing restrictions on the art world as much as possible.
Rather than immediately pushing for the opposite.
He must be trying to seduce Nia, the next emperor.
“Of course I don’t intend to accept it either.”
“Thanks…”
“Kali is also working hard to create the female life I want. I also have to create a world where art is not persecuted for Kali.”
Well, if you say that, I’m really trash.
It’s like a dark curtain that manipulates the princess who didn’t know anything and turns it into my cockpit.
…Isn’t that wrong?
“Anyway, I think I’ll be away for that reason.”
“Well, that must be a bit lonely.”
“…If you’re lonely, there are a lot of people you can call and sleep with.”
No, I’m not that crazy about sex…
If you go ahead and bring a child like that, you have to take responsibility and violate it.
He says he is busy with new work right now.
‘Well, I’m on the better side now though.’
I’m still talking with Rosaria based on what I’ve just learned.
Maybe in a few months, I’ll take the club members and start developing computers.
I’ll be much busier than I am now.
“Then, if you’re really lonely, you can sing a little bit.
“Well, thank you, but…”
You really can’t bring me if you say things like that.
Well, to be honest, this is a place full of pervert memories of me and Nia.
I understand that you don’t want to tolerate it when you’re being mean to others.
No matter how much you know I organize a harem.
Even if it’s someone who understands it.
As much as Nia likes me, she is also jealous.
“Don’t worry too much. There are other options, but I don’t intend to use them.”
“You, don’t worry too much. I’m sorry I shouldn’t have been by your side in the first place.”
“I’m sorry. You didn’t make an appointment.”
Because the kid is so nice.
Anyway, that’s why Nia has to leave her seat tonight.
Even so, it shouldn’t be too much of a problem.
Just get rid of the naughty plan you were planning to do today, and just work on the new project you’ve been working on.
‘It’s a genre I haven’t drawn in a while, so it’s fun, and it’s okay to invest a little more.’
Of course, there might be a direction to go to bed a little earlier.
Honestly, the fact that it’s better to draw a little more cute idol cartoons than to sleep.
It’s a fact everyone agrees on.
“Hmm? Who are you?”
So, she is working on a manga in her dorm alone.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
I simply hid the manuscript I was working on and went towards the door.
“…Singing sound?”
A small singing voice coming through the door reached my ears.
Even if you can’t hear it properly, it’s a soft and clean tone that makes you feel a little better.
I know it’s a very strange situation, but I slowly open the door and check the person who knocked on the door.
“Ugh!?”
But the moment I opened the door, a white light suddenly enveloped me.
As if the light had become a hand, he grabbed me and pushed me right up to the wall.
What happened in an instant, I didn’t even think of using magic to respond.
The pressure of being forcibly restrained and the pain of hitting the wall with great force spread through my body.
“What, what…”
A girl with a pretty voluptuous body is wearing a nun’s uniform and glaring at me.
I’m still singing the song that I heard in my mouth even though it was small.
The moment I saw it, I was able to recognize what this power that bound me was.
‘Divine power!?’
The clergy unleash their holy power into songs to demonstrate their abilities.
The song is called a hymn.
In other words, the beautiful tone I was listening to earlier was a chant.
“I’m sorry, brother. I apologize in advance for being aggressive toward a faithful brother who already has children.”
“Muh, what are you doing? It’s okay to talk about it.”
“I’m sorry. It’s difficult if you tell someone by magic or something.”
That’s why I couldn’t move my hand.
A wizard draws a magic circle with a picture and moves magic.
The idea to block it.
‘It’s not that I can’t use it at all, but I absolutely can’t use anything great to counter it…’
I don’t know what that nun wants.
It’s true that you subdued me once, so there’s no need to go against your planting.
…Maybe it’s because of the fact that I have a child, and it seems to be quite favorable.
Well, that’s what the Church of Mijia calls faithfulness.
“My name is Mijia-sama’s servant, Badar Mijia.”
“Stop, saintess!?”
Shit, the scale is a bit too big.
It’s a name that’s so famous that I know it just by hearing the name.
Now, in the church, he is treated as a person right below the pope, and his actual skills are said to be higher than the pope’s.
Why did such a high-ranking person come to this dormitory?
To be honest, it would be a lie if I said there was nothing stabbed.
“Brother is a student of painter ‘Siwoo’. Is that correct?”
“No, that’s right.”
“Could you give me his location?”
“That’s why…”
“Because I have business.”
I mean, what the hell business is it?
Of course she understands, but she pretends not to know.
That it’s not something I can know.
“I do not know.”
“It’s a lie.”
“Ugh!?”
Damn, religious people are more awkward than I thought.
It’s scary to find out that it’s a lie right away.
But that doesn’t mean I can’t honestly say that I’m Siwoo.
‘Even if it’s supposed to be a secret, I need to know what’s going on.’
The probability of that is low, but what if the purpose is to kill me?
The moment you tell me, it’s death.
That’s not real.
“I-I can’t speak until you tell me the reason. Queuugh!?”
“I’m sorry. I don’t have any grudge against you.
…Wait a minute, isn’t that line a bit dangerous?
If I die, I don’t even know the location, so I’m trying to kill this right away, right?
Are you crazy?
“All of the activities that he is angry with are carried out through the brother. If the brother disappears, he will be forced to reveal his body.”
“Well, then there are kidnappings, but he doesn’t bother killing…”
“The opponent is a great wizard. Rather, there is a high risk that only the brother will be retrieved. Then, if this matter leaks out, it will be a big problem.”
If you are a member of the church that saves people, think of everyone’s happiness rather than such efficiency.
It’s an absurd situation, but the power of light tightens me as if it’s going to kill me right now.
I became unsure of what to say.
“What the hell, why are you looking for it…!”
“That’s the thing to do…”
“I’m Siwoo. So stop. I told you!”
“…It’s true, you’re hiding yourself as your own disciple. I didn’t expect it at all.”
Because I felt real alive.
I was forced to tell the truth to find a breakthrough.
Anyway, what kind of reckless crazy bitch is the saint?
“There are a few things I’d like to ask you. …Are you hostile to Misia-sama?”
“That can’t be the case. What did you say…”
It seems that the cartoon I drew became a problem.
Still, I found a way to avoid it.
It was explained based on that, and it was revealed that there was no such intention at all.
“…It sounds like you know it.”
“…What?”
“Well, since you’re faithful enough to have a child already, it’s only natural.”
If it’s like what you know.
I don’t know why the hell they came to me and made this mess.
The reason isn’t as clear as it was with Nia, and it’s fucking difficult.
“You are good. You have no ill intentions.”
“If you know, if you release this…”
“So, what I am about to do now is not any religious activity, but the terrible sin I am committing.”
“…Turn it off!?”
My head isn’t spinning because of the lack of oxygen.
It was next to impossible to understand that crazy bitch’s idea of killing me even though I was good.
What on earth are you doing this for?
“That individual has determined that your well-intentioned activities pose a potential danger to the world.”
“I only draw cartoons…”
“Due to the influence of that manga, even non-swords were imbued with an aura. Under the influence of that manga, an artist presented a work that was very close to blasphemy.”
“So, is it my fault?”
“No. It’s just that I’m afraid of the possibility of an accident that it will cause. I’m eliminating the person you are.”
…It was a real crazy year.
Do you have to do that to become a saint?
The good thing is, are you aware that what you’re doing isn’t right?
‘Then what are you doing, you’re intentionally committing a crime.’
“We’ll send it as painlessly as possible.”
After strengthening the restraints so that I cannot dodge the attack.
As expected, he starts singing a song with a beautiful melody.
A chant with the contents of judging the enemy, the contents of which no matter who hears it, the content seems to be an attack technique.
“Turn it off!”
I struggled, struggling to break free from the grip of the light.
As the desk shakes, the box of manuscripts I had hidden earlier fell.
The manuscript paper was scattered on the floor.
