Chapter 860 – 860. Post-Return Processing (1)
“Vampires… Did you?”
“Oh no! It almost would have been, but… !”
“… Could it have been?”
“Uh, that’s it…”
Cha Hanseong was taken aback when he met Eira’s staring gaze with her eyes wide open.
In Eira, desperate to suppress her emotions, her clenched fists trembled.
“Stop, senior! Wait a minute! For now, calm down… !”
I hurriedly shook her hand to stop her, but in the end Ira exploded first.
Eira’s hand hit Cha Hanseong’s back.
Damn!
“Hey!”
“Oops!”
Damn!
“Why!”
“Ah!”
Wow!
“What have you been doing!?”
“It hurts! Sick! Senior!”
The passionate taste of Eira’s hand was too spicy.
Cha Han-sung caressed her hot back and distanced himself from Eira.
“Where are you going! Come on! You should be more fit!”
As if her anger was still not resolved, Ayra huffed and chased Cha Hanseong.
“Hey, help me! Red!”
“Ugh. Fool… No. Why me?”
She had no choice but to hide behind Ju-Hong, but Ju-Hong frowned and shook off Cha Han-Sung’s help.
“It’s self-employed. Do it yourself.”
In fact, Ju-hong also scolded Cha Han-seong for his reckless actions, calling them foolish and stupid.
Although they had never had a proper conversation with each other, Eira and Ju-hong agreed on the point of rebuking Cha Han-seong for his reckless behavior.
“That, like that… !”
She was totally aware that she was wrong, but she was saddened by Ju-hong’s attitude, who seemed unwilling to help in the slightest.
Ironically, it was a young girl who saved Cha Han-seong from an absurdly disadvantageous situation with no one to defend him.
“Oh, brother, there is nothing wrong… !”
Eira hesitated as her delicate fingers tugged at her strangled shirt.
She could pull it off, but the little girl’s fingers, trembling with fear, were otherwise very powerful.
“I, I was wrong… ! I couldn’t stand it and sucked her brother’s blood… !”
“Oh, oh, no. That is…”
She had tears in her eyes and defended Cha Han-seong with a face that looked like she would burst into tears at any moment.
As soon as she tried to slam her Cha Han-seong’s back, Ra’s hand lost her target and hurriedly stirred the air.
Aira carefully bent her knees and brought her girl to her eye level.
“Letty… Did you say?”
“Yes yes…”
“Sorry. Letty. I didn’t mean to blame you.”
“But… My brother became a vampire because of me…”
“No. It’s Letty’s fault. He’s stupid.”
Eira laughed bitterly and cursed at her Cha Hanseong.
I heard the situation.
Letty was resisting her intense vampiric urge, and the moment she smelled the scent of her mother, Tia’s blood, she couldn’t overcome the urge and tried to suck her blood.
That her Cha Han-sung, who couldn’t stand to see her eat her mother’s blood and turn her mother into her vampire, averted the situation by holding out her own arm in place of her Tia.
Cha Han-sung’s actions were praiseworthy for sacrificing his own body to save the life of a mother and daughter, but what will happen to his body that was sacrificed there?
Maybe it was because Letty stepped in, but she was able to calm down her excitement.
“… Han Sung-ah.”
“Yes yes. Senior.”
“Please don’t get hurt… I mean don’t worry…”
Hearing Eira’s calm voice, Cha Hanseong also nodded her head cautiously and replied.
“… Sorry.”
Aira nodded her head obediently and slapped Cha Hanseong in the chest as she answered.
It didn’t have that strong power, but the sharp palms filled with worries and concerns made my heart ache quite a bit.
“Sister. Aren’t you scolding my brother?”
“… Then.”
Hehe… Thank god.”
Only then did Letty, who let out a breath of relief, begin to show her smile.
Her wry smile, Ei, was in a state where she no longer had the heart to be angry.
“So? Are you okay now?”
Even if Retina Tia’s problems were overlooked, the most important thing to Eira was Cha Han-sung’s current physical condition.
“That is… According to Eunhyun-sama and Eleanor-sama, she has the same physical abilities as a vampire.”
“… But aren’t there any restrictions?”
“Yes.”
“…”
“When the sun actually rises, it has no effect.”
Eira was well aware of how superior vampires’ physical abilities were compared to humans.
However, her biggest limitation and disadvantage was that she couldn’t work in broad daylight, but if she couldn’t give any penalty even in the sun.
“Is it a complete scam?”
“Yeah, that’s right. Haha…”
Cha Hanseong shyly scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.
“But wouldn’t it have worked out in the end?”
“What? Are you okay?”
The atmosphere, which had been relaxed at best, quickly turned grim.
Eira’s eyes glared at her, and Cha Hanseong instantly flinched at her body.
“Ehh, asshole…”
At most, Letty came forward to lighten her mood, but what on earth did she come up with in vain to pretend that she did well, and how could there be such a thing even if she didn’t notice?
Ju-Hong let out a sigh and glanced at her coldness as if he was pitiful.
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The center of the sacred kingdom of Erenia and the main school of the Temple of Vesta, which enshrines the goddess.
“… Hey. Albert.”
Agnes, who is currently serving as a saint and archbishop, called out to Albert with an expression that she really did not understand.
“… Why are you calling?”
Albern, who was sitting at the desk in her classroom and watching her work, answered.
His expression was as rotten as Agies’.
Deep dark circles and chapped lips, probably because I haven’t had a good night’s sleep for a long time.
The voice he spewed out with a haggard face had no energy.
Anies let out a small sigh and asked.
“… This. Why don’t you work less?”
It’s been a week since Eleanor was forced to take leave and vacate her job.
Agies frowned at the mystery of the pile of papers that couldn’t be reduced no matter how hard he worked.
Agies’ torso was obscured by the pile of papers on her desk, but her voice contained obvious annoyance.
“… Documents come in every morning, so there’s nothing you can do about it.”
“Am I asking that now? Why is there so much work!”
“It can’t be helped. Because we took over Eleanor-sama’s work.”
Agnes and Albern were busy day by day trying to replace Eleanor’s seat due to her absence.
They were going through various documents, such as checking the details of the temple’s funds and reporting on the current status to see if the budget was being properly used, as well as future business plans and the restoration of the capital, Erenium.
However, the amount of work was too much.
It’s not a level of work that one individual can digest.
If it felt like a lot even though she was doing it in half with Albern, how much work did Eleanor normally do?
“… How the hell did he handle all this?”
When he inadvertently brought out his thoughts, Albert also sighed and agreed.
“I thought that too, but…”
Perhaps it was because she felt and experienced it through fatigue, and she realized how great her ability was.
‘I heard that Eleanor-sama is currently in charge of managing the territory of her family, the dukedom…’
It’s not a big deal simply because he’s been blessed by the goddess and is receiving enormous divine grace.
Her devotion to worshiping her Goddess and her faith are unmatched by anyone.
Although his qualifications as a priest were similar to Agnes’s, the way he used his position and power was closer to that of a ruler standing above the people.
Agies was a faithful priest and saintess to her goddess, but lacked her political ability to establish her own power and influence within her temple.
On the other hand, even though Eleanor was mentioned as her next saintess and did not take over her full position, it was as if she had completely taken control of the inside of the temple.
‘Well, he must have helped, but…’
Eun-hyeon’s help must have had the greatest impact on her, but as a result, Eleanor’s ability to control her shrine was by no means inferior.
Of course, Eleanor wasn’t alone in handling this mountain of work.
There were many talented people by her side.
Lilina, who always assisted Eleanor and acted as her secretary, and Emilia, who possessed enormous arithmetic processing power, were the biggest examples of her work processing speed.
Of course, these things were not known to the outside world.
Anies had a general idea of her, but she was just astonished at the fact that she had no chance to know her detailed office handling skills or resourcefulness.
“It’s really pissing me off.”
I muttered that I didn’t like Agies.
“Yes? Do you have a conscience?”
Before long, Alvern looked at Agies with a shocked look on his face, as if he couldn’t believe it.
“What dude?”
He suddenly raised her eyes and glared at Alvern, asking what was wrong with her, but he replied as if he was rather dumbfounded.
“No. You were digesting this amount of work… Are you dissatisfied with Eleanor’s vacation?”
“What bullshit. That’s not why I get a fever.”
“Yes? And what?”
“You mean I’m annoyed with myself for not being able to be dissatisfied with Eleanor’s vacation?”
“Ah, I also thought Anies-sama’s face was made of Orichalcum.”
Agies’ brows narrowed at the sudden quarrel.
“Are you really arguing with this bastard? Yes?”
“… It is not.”
“Does it seem right?”
“I work. We. I don’t have time to be fooling around like this.”
Pudeuk
At Albern’s mockery of deftly changing the subject, the pen in Anies’ hand broke without holding the grip.
If the paperwork hadn’t been piled up, the boy’s face would have been blown with power and cured with divine power, whether it was the doctrine of the temple, the grandson of the old man, or the candidate for the next pope.
It was Alvern’s quick response, feeling a threat to his life and shivering.
“Yeah, but won’t you be back soon?”
“… Okay. Yes.”
That long and long agency work will soon come to an end.
It was because the last day of the week that Eleanor had promised had finally arrived.
When this work was over, Agies, who was stressed out, murmured softly as he was paying the papers, promising himself that he would spend the rest of the day eating snacks and playing.
“Sival… If only I was born with a dick…”
“Anes. As a saint, she has body pain. Please refrain from vulgar words.”
The boy let out his sigh and glanced at Agnies as he would at his pathetic daughter.
On the outside, she was just a 15-year-old girl, about the same age as Albern, but on the inside, she was a woman of her mother’s age, looking forward to the age of 40.
Albern’s attitude and relationship to rebuke Agnes was very complex and subtle.
But no one was here to point it out.
“What, are there more of you here?”
“… Isn’t that what I’m saying because I’m there? I’d rather do it where no one has ears to hear.”
“Hey, are you my dad? I don’t have a clue. If I had been married at the right age, I would have had a son as big as you.”
“But you don’t have one.”
“… Who is this bastard?”
“Anes-sama is a saint and the Archbishop of the Temple of Vesta, right? It’s a chest that needs to be protected…”
However, Agnies did not listen to the polite advice of her son’s older candidate for the next pope.
Anyes was so stressed out that she was just letting the thoughts in her head go unfiltered.
“Ooh! The real Shiva! If I was born with only a dick, I’d live with big tits like Iliana or Eleanor, just like that bastard Eunhyeon!”
“Therefore! Be careful!”
