Chapter 509 – Disrupting Species (13)
“Understand. You just need to dig up the information about
Uh huh I understand how you feel, but I hope you don’t make those eyes until you look at me.
I’ll catch a person with only those eyes.
“Yes. I think we can capture or kill more than that guy, so please interrogate him without hesitation.”
I clear my throat once and nod my head.
Originally, the important thing is to leave it to the pros. I can’t do torture if the interview with the spirit doesn’t work. I have a soft heart.
《The Holy Knights!》
The cardinal grinned, leaving the one he had captured alive to the paladins who had the feeling of Narmer-Nile.
“I heard that you met with Optum. I heard about the story from the lord, so would you like to wait here for a while?”
“Thank you.”
“Thank you. I am sorry for not being able to treat you better.”
The cardinal said so and withdrew.
Looking at the murderous look in his eyes the moment he turned around, I wondered if he was torturing himself. Hmmm, it’s scary. Is the chain of hatred deeply rooted in this desert country?
It was ironic, though, that the chain of hatred helped me.
With the words that there was a way to lure
《You’ve waited a long time.》
After waiting for several tens of minutes, a disciple appeared in the room only when he got tired of the taste of the refreshments.
The man who looked like an Egyptian church brother greeted him with a presbytery attitude that didn’t match his appearance.
“I am Ahmed-Shalabi, the leader of the Satis cult.”
“Thank you for your generous hospitality. This is Nord.”
Like the religious leader, I humbly bowed and smiled.
“It happens all the time, but since I don’t have a last name, it was a bit difficult to introduce myself.”
“That is a big deal. If you don’t mind with our church, I’d like to give you Nord-sama’s last name.”
“Thank you, but it seems a little premature.”
“Is that so? Just speak up anytime. Have a seat.”
We exchange personal information and sit down. I put the 007 bag I had brought with me alone on the table.
The principal’s eyes instantly turned to that direction.
“Excuse me for this. I’m just a commoner, so I can’t bring an attendant with me.”
“No. I was really sorry.”
“However, you are truly humble. He is a model for believers. Even poor bastards like Nord-sama use their hands only to enjoy pleasure while working as slaves.”
This is so damn direct.
Is your personality like that? I can’t seem to reach the age of a leader (= pope), so his actual age must be much older.
Of course, it’s good because it’s easy to understand for me. Spinning around is complicated.
《This is an offering prepared with the hope that your church will use it for a good cause.》
As much as the opponent intuitively came out, I opened the box right away.
The mithril ingot flashed and asserted itself elegantly.
《Before our business expands, there will be no big change in the market price. I wonder if there will be enough money, how about it?”
“Haha. Does it matter if the amount is large or small? We do not reject the offerings of believers.”
I don’t know if this will really be used for good, or if it will become pocket money for those in power at the core.
I’m not using this as a bribe, and the Satis Church isn’t a place with a lot of corruption, so there shouldn’t be a big problem.
Did you see the peacekeeping blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
After all, organizations need money to run.
‘There is such a thing. If you want peace, prepare for war?’
And war is the greatest money gamble.
Why? War is a hippo that eats money, but a hippo’s only productivity is to poop and kill other animals.
At least, real hippos give birth to babies, and war gives birth to only the orphans of dead soldiers and the illegitimate children of devastated lands.
In that respect, it is more than a gamble. Gambling has the possibility to wipe out all the raised stakes, but in war, if you raise your stake on the table, the opponent’s money collides with yours like antimatter and disappears.
The difference is that the rule is to compete with stakes rather than hands, and if you win, you can directly steal the opponent’s wallet.
‘But the problem is that these people’s war opponent is a warlock.’
Narmer-Nile is a country that wages war against warlocks 365 days a year.
And warlocks basically have nothing to take away. What are you going to take away by killing me? Individual pennies? Black Magic Spellbook?
How do you write Sipal? The war on terrorism is such an extreme fucking thing.
‘What is certain is that there are many believers in the Church of Satis who hold grudges against warlocks.’
In other words, if you want to run a church, you have to keep in mind the annihilation of warlocks who don’t even pay for money.
If you don’t do that? It will be more ruined than a web novel that drifted into gay material. It means that the believers give up and leave.
You have to spend money like water, but there is no corner for money to come in.
Like the religions of our hometown, it is difficult to rip people off with accusations of ‘monotheism’ or ‘you heresy’.
The value of my donation goes up even more. It’s a super gold bar that sounds like billions of dollars, but is there any reason to reject it?
Having a big business is helpful in so many fucking places.
“On behalf of the denomination, I sincerely thank you. The Lord of the Huntsman will also be impressed with the heart that Lord Nord showed.”
“I hope so. By the way… I haven’t met the person who will come soonest after hearing my story.”
“You mean my faithful friend, Optum.”
“Yes. That’s right.”
I didn’t particularly want to meet that old man, but if my plan went well, there was a good chance I’d find
I thought that anyone who had those bastards as their enemies would show up right away after hearing the news.
“He is now in the newly discovered pyramid.”
《… Where are you?”
It was such an unexpected place that I asked without even realizing it.
Maybe you want to farm treasure and change your equipment to better ones? Then I’ll have to ask if you don’t need hoooooxy mithril equipment. You’re a walking billboard.
The teacher smiled bitterly and said.
“Because he seemed to think he could find a warlock over there. Seeing that there are no reports, it seems that things have not been resolved as hoped. It’s unfortunate.”
“Ah… But why in the pyramid?”
“These sects of heresy are used to living in hiding like rats. Even those who can recognize a warlock, such as Optum or Cardinal, must step up.”
The priest, who had the follower who came in take the mithril, pointed at the statue of the goddess outside the window as if jokingly.
《The Hunt God also told the religious leader dozens of generations ago. Hunting is not a bow, but a foot, he said.”
“Okay. Certainly there may be warlocks who will gather for the treasures of the Pyramid. And the base of
The teacher nodded his head.
Pyramids are the tombs of kings, and as soon as they are discovered, they are robbed by grave robbers and slightly conscientious grave robbers—explorers.
That’s why I’ve heard that as much as they go to the trouble of laying traps inside, they also put in magic to prevent their existence from being discovered.
In most cases, it can be found only when someone who wanders in the desert finds it.
“But since you heard the news, you must already be on the move. You must be careful as you do not know where the rumors will flow.”
“Then I’m glad. If he comes to the place where I am staying, it will be like a thousand horses.”
I finished my speech with a smile.
With this, I achieved half of the purpose of coming to the Church of Satis. It’s no exaggeration to say that preparations to find and expel the flies to lure into the skill contest are roughly complete.
Now, it’s enough to stick closely to Ralilura and focus on marketing and warlock hunting.
But in a sense, there remains a more important purpose than the fight against terrorism for the safety of all this business and its families.
“I was really happy to be able to see the headmaster today.”
I pierced through the gaps by fully operating the five senses of the master so that there would be even a little gap in the head.
“By the way, if it’s okay, can I also worship the Hunt God? I’m not a believer, but I’d like to pray to the hunting god for a while.”
《… Worship?
For some reason, the teacher paused for a while before saying.
《In our church, due to the nature of doctrine, there are no female believers who are in charge of worship that is preferred by foreigners or nobles. Of course, we can arrange an invitation from a nearby church.”
“Yes?”
《If you are Nord-sama, there will be more than enough competition among the goddesses to see who will assist you. Especially the goddesses who are active in the Church of Hatis, um. There are many energetic people.”
《Energetic? Eh? A competition?”
Something just doesn’t quite fit. What the hell is a ‘such’ worship, damn you.
When I put on a bewildered expression, the headmaster also apologized politely, realizing that I didn’t mean ‘that’.
“Excuse me for this. There are also those who want to satisfy themselves by making fun of the vengeful goddesses. Because of that, we do not have a helper for worship.”
“Uh…》
I mean, is that it? Pseudo-style ‘worship’?
The Narmer-Nile version of that saying that my six peak is not Messi~?
After thinking about it, I came to a conclusion.
‘Is this fucking religious bastard crazy?’
You even made an offering at best, but you turned a man into an adulterous man?
