95. Heavenly Punishment
Awakening resulting from emotional agitation.
It is a development that is often used in media such as comics and animation, but
We must not forget that this is common sense only for the main characters and supporting actors.
This does not apply to extras.
Puck!
The overly immersive saint damaged the self-esteem of Carlson, who is basically an atheist, more than necessary.
There was no way for him to shake off his embarrassment, resentment, and anger.
So, what is the future left for Carlson?
There was nothing to expect other than being beaten by a saint like a dog.
“Now, wait! “Kek!”
“Have you repented?”
“No-“
“Then I won’t listen!”
Bad!
It was a truly heartwarming sight.
They say that every three years of a Seodang’s life, a good month is recited.
The saint who learned from me and was broken by Scarlett repeatedly became an excellent student who knew how to land a low kick on the leg of an unbeliever.
Of course, it was possible thanks to my improved physical abilities thanks to the buff I had sneaked in.
It was impressive to see them overpowering with pure force, without even their fanaticism properly activated.
This is truly a huge step forward.
This is the kid who said something about faith punching during the midterm evaluation.
“Stop!”
Park!
He barely pushed Paula away.
Carlson was breathing heavily and glaring at the saint without even straightening his back.
The mana shield he had put on himself appeared to have burst in several places.
If you get hit properly in that situation,
It will be retired as is.
So he,
I think I decided to speak now.
“I will admit it, I will admit it!”
I went into the yard.
I grabbed Paula’s shoulder and stopped her as she took a couple of steps forward to finish him off.
It could be a declaration of surrender.
“What do you mean?”
“Are you acknowledging Arka’s miracle?”
Paula and I asked as a pair,
He evaded until the end.
“Not that! Paula Maria, that means I recognize you!”
“……”
So, that means I lost.
Even as he acknowledged that the mere first-year student in front of him was stronger than him, he did not let go.
“As expected, you are a representative chosen from the religious denomination. He may have been pretending to be the underdog so far, and the skills he occasionally showed were considered miracles. “My eyes cannot deceive me.”
Denial of miracles.
I know you’re proud, but that’s just you being proud, not some miracle from God that you believe in.
So, there is no loophole in his logic.
The temple must be demolished,
The performance is still his/her own.
This is clear.
How far can this get ugly, Carlson?
“I said he was an instructor at the academy. Do you really think this is a miracle? “If you think about common sense, my argument makes sense!”
“Carlson.”
There are also instructors in the gallery.
And, perhaps, they have more cool-headed judgment than the excited students.
Carlson’s words may sound more plausible.
So, I issued my final threat.
“Then you will be punished.”
Heavenly punishment.
The sky… That is, the punishment given by Arca.
A miracle that is more intuitive and visible than things like ‘the saint is much stronger than you think’.
Because I was not the type of person to believe that,
The answer was easily predictable.
“There is no way that a product of virtual delusion that does not exist can affect real people…!”
Because he was extremely excited,
He said things that should not be said in front of the saint.
Paula’s eyes became slightly cloudy.
Kwaang!
With the buff and fanaticism turned on,
Now, she attacked him at a speed that Carlson couldn’t even follow with his eyes.
Just like that, following the instinct engraved in his body, he picked up the wolf and pinned it to the ground.
“Kuheuuk!”
It was decisive.
The mana shield he wore shatters, and the inside turns black.
Complete defeat.
And, right now.
Now that both the instructor and students were focused on him, I was the only one who looked away.
The place I was looking at was the second floor of the temple.
The moment my eyes met the woman waiting there.
Wow!
“aaah!”
Light fell from the sky.
—
A couplet in front of a temple that suddenly came to fruition.
The enormous crowd,
It went far beyond the scope of coverage of the instructors.
I didn’t even notice that a student had sneaked out and entered the temple.
That student…
Of course it was Scarlett.
2Nd floor. The saint’s personal space.
The signs that say it is scheduled for demolition are plastered all over her bedroom.
She lightly stepped on the bed and observed the situation outside through the window.
I was just quietly waiting for the signal.
‘That may be so.’
‘What?’
‘Even if Carlsen loses to Paula, he may want to protect his performance even if it means risking humiliation. I wonder if I would go that far, but you never know.’
‘…Hey, getting hit and falling down isn’t a miracle.’
‘We should prepare a wedge for that time.’
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The moment her eyes met his…
Suddenly throwing away a miracle.
“…Ha.”
Hey, he looked this way,
She started the new window.
Whaaa!
Light and electric current surround the surroundings.
Perhaps he was inspired by the situation in the back alley and made his plan.
When a person who does not know this sees this for the first time,
I thought it was just lightning.
“He does all kinds of things, really…”
While shedding small lamentations,
She aims accurately.
The target is the Arca statue next to them.
I headed towards that place and plugged it in.
Clink!
The glass breaks,
Shin Chang-eun flew in a straight line.
Quaaang!
The statue was smashed straight into the ground.
A huge shock wave hits her intestines.
“uuuh!”
The wave was enough to make not only Carlson but also the students watching in the front row take a step back.
The temple received the shock as it was,
Because it was a building made entirely of wood.
The first floor was almost half destroyed.
A huge vibration was applied to Scarlett on the second floor.
All of this,
It happened in just a few seconds.
And, so shamelessly.
Ivan testifies to all the audience in a voice so calm that it is almost reverent.
“I told you so.”
“……”
“You will be punished from heaven.”
Some students knelt down.
I personally witnessed a phenomenon that could not help but be considered a miracle, so it could have been so.
Carlson looked at the statue once, and then at the saint in front of him.
It seemed like his pupils were dilated and he couldn’t say anything anymore. He just sat down and trembled.
And then, quietly approach him.
The saint touches her forehead.
Her last word was,
The situation was perfectly organized.
“I will pray.”
—
The spear embedded in the statue is,
I secretly recovered it.
It was something that could be done because there were no people who cared about it.
“Hey, hold it right there!”
“Is this a pillar? “Didn’t you just pull down a whole tree?”
“Do you want to cry? “Are you going to be punished?”
Half destroyed temple. The students volunteered to undertake the restoration.
No, is it correct to say that I am a catechumen now?
A physical miracle seen before everyone’s eyes.
The students died in silence at the proof.
By generously displaying all of their specialties, they were helping to make the newly expanded residence of the saint shine even more.
That’s right. This is expansion, not restoration.
Once the students are on fire, even…
“Hey, why did you dig so deep?”
“Saint, are you telling me to drown myself? Huh?”
“Even if the kids work hard, it’s a mess!”
The plan is to dig a hole in a large backyard, place a heating stone in it, and then draw in a water vein.
So, we were building a personal hot spring for the Supreme Saint to completely melt away her physical fatigue.
Of course, the one who was most excited was me.
“Everyone! “Have a snack!”
While her catechumens were working hard like this, she was not a great person to just sit by and watch.
After making tons of special snacks for her church in the kitchen of the main building, she brought them back in her arms.
The students were so happy that they were on the verge of death.
“It’s the Eucharist! “The Holy Virgin brought the Holy Communion!”
“How can I eat this because it’s such a waste?”
As someone watching with my back,
I could only smile happily.
First of all, the number of fervent believers has increased tremendously. Paula’s right to speak would also have become enormously stronger.
That’s the greatest benefit for me, who controls her half as much as she does.
Also, because she is a saint who can’t help but brag about this auspicious event to the religious leader.
The religious leader who is confident may call me personally at some point.
I don’t think I could kill the cult leader at that time.
We can use her trust to get a sacred item for Paula.
And finally.
This is not a construction project done with Russell’s money.
“Ha…”
The sigh that the earth exhales.
Next to me, this is Carlson looking at the temple being expanded in real time with his own money.
“Are you feeling sick?”
“…Yes. It hurts. “I need to drink some coffee.”
“How about giving an honest report to the imperial family? Then, an official subsidy will be provided, and you won’t have to spend your own money.”
“……”
Carlson glares at me with a look that asks if I’m just saying that.
Of course, I didn’t say this seriously either.
I was just teasing.
Write in the report, ‘After the saint performed her miracles and defeated me in a one-on-one sparring match, lightning fell in her dry sky as if to prove it’?
It’s funny just to imagine it.
“Instructor! “Eat the Eucharist!”
“It is the sacrament.”
Thanks to the extreme encouragement of her students, Paula dared to soar her shoulders and the bridge of her nose to the sky. He handed me a cookie called communion.
After I accepted the cookie,
I stroked her head a couple of times.
“And, catechumens, eat it too!”
“Prospective… Believer…”
Carlson looked up at the sky as if dizzy, but he couldn’t refuse the snack for fear of lightning falling again.
I swallowed her laughter inside her and turned on her heels to give her the sweets she had received.
I wrote the directing and script, but
Because her miracle was caused by her.
I soon recognized her sitting on a quiet road a little away from her temple.
He said while handing over the snacks.
“Thank you for your hard work.”
“They ask me to do everything, really.”
She accepts and eats cookies calmly.
It wasn’t bad to see her now that she wasn’t obsessed with the black bread.
However, he pointed to the center of my uniform.
There was a bit of cookie dust on there that I had spilled while walking, but I quickly brushed it off.
She interpreted it a little differently.
“I guess the noble and cute saint gave me a hug again, saying thank you?”
“What does that mean?”
“Trying to pretend. “Last time I saw you, you didn’t even shake it off, but you really like it too, right?”
So, this cookie powder is a trace that was created when the saint who hugged me just rubbed it together.
It was a funny joke, and I didn’t feel bad about it.
The woman in front of her was not qualified to do what she did.
No, when I joked about her being a saint, she showed off her dislike.
This is Naeronambul.
After clearing my throat a couple of times,
She opened her mouth to admonish her.
Usually in situations like this, you should call someone by their full name to create an atmosphere of admonishment.
But.
“……”
“Why are you keeping your mouth open?”
“Huh?”
Wait a minute. This can’t be happening.
Red-haired, long-haired, slender body type. The heroine, the back alley, the empress of Shinchang, and the owner of a harsh tone.
I know everything. I remember everything.
Why isn’t that the only thing that prints out?
“Hey, are you okay? “Your complexion is-“
What was his name…?
