Chapter 50 – Episode 50 ― The Goddess Comes to Me and Delivers Words of Wisdom (1)
Episode 50 ― The Goddess Comes to Me and Delivers Words of Wisdom (1)
“Helen, she has been raised in the Order since childhood.”
As she held Roan in her arms, she stroked her head,
Grünent seemed drowsy. She seems to be in a good mood.
She even started talking about things Roan didn’t ask.
The Church Knights invaded Evirgio.
An intruder who has nothing to say even if he is immediately executed.
Even considering the hostile position, the leader was extremely rude. It wouldn’t be strange if Roan immediately put the entire Knights to death.
So, Grunent must have somehow wanted to explain that Helen was harmless to Roan.
‘Politics’ tells us that Grunent is trying to save Helen somehow,
‘Listening’ made known how much she wanted Roan to know the harmlessness of her beloved Helen.
Roan was clearly in a good mood.
Because Grünent’s aegyo is lovely.
Besides, I have no intention of killing Helen either.
“They say she was originally an orphan. She grew up in a denominational orphanage, where she was noticeably smarter than her.
Above all, her holy power suddenly manifested.”
“Is that why you were hired?”
“Yes. She says that’s why she was going to become a nun.”
The H scene where she walks away with a beating while wearing a nun’s uniform seems to have been much more dangerous.
If so, she might have faced legal action.
“A former religious knight commander found me wielding a broom by chance.”
“Hmm. A broom.”
“Yes. Your majesty.”
It’s because I’m the strongest person in the world (currently, probably), so it’s true that even a saint is unusual.
How could I wield a broom to become a scout for the knight commander?
“She must be a good swordsman, if she was conspicuous with her broomstick.”
“Yes. But in the church, there are limits to the swordsmanship that women can learn.”
“Why is that?”
“The Church of Laurecia is a church dedicated to and serving the Goddess. It is said that originally all the old priests were male.”
It was a church full of men?!
… If I were a goddess, I might not have liked it!
I thought for a second, but
Thinking about it again, if I was a god and the priests were all women, I might be considered proud.
“So even now women cannot rise to high positions in the Order. In fact, the reason Helen rose to the position of her vice-captain in the Knights Templar is because she is so special.”
“As I said before, is it because she is a ‘saint’?”
“Yes. Your majesty.”
“What is a saint?”
If you solve the text, you are a holy woman.
In reality, a holy deceased who was promoted as a deed.
In erotic fantasy, it is the target of corruption attack.
But in Merde, it might have a different meaning.
“He is the one closest to God.”
Grünent continued his explanation.
“There have been generations of people who prayed and received answers, heard the will of the gods directly, as if receiving an oracle, and performed miracles with the power of the gods. We call them ‘adults’. They have superior holy power than other priests.”
If this is the case, it seems that there are similarities with the religions of the world in which they originally lived.
“In the first place, it is said that there were no female saints or ‘saints’ until several decades ago. However.”
“Suddenly, female priests with a lot of Laurecia’s holy power appeared?”
“Yes.”
Grunent is now enjoying Roan’s caresses with her eyes gently closed.
It is so peaceful that it is hard to believe that he is talking about such a political story.
“And Helen is the one with the greatest holy power ever. Her level surpasses that of the Pope in the church, which originally determines the order by the degree of holy power.”
“… What?”
Because the tone was so relaxed, Roan’s shock was a little late.
But Grünent did not open his eyes.
Like a cat that doesn’t want to be disturbed in its sleep.
“But the church could not possibly give the papal seat to a woman. Destroying centuries-old tradition is a fearful thing.
Fortunately for them, the half-volunteer Van Helen chose the knighthood instead of the priesthood. And knights are a group that prioritizes swordsmanship over holy power.”
Roughly, the atmosphere of the group was drawn now.
It is a male-only organization. You can see roughly how it has flowed over the years.
Some even wield weapons.
From such a group, an orphan girl suddenly appeared, wielding power beyond recognition.
“But it couldn’t have been hidden from the outside. Is that why you made Helen like her symbol?”
“You’re right. Your majesty. He is also brilliant.”
Grünent opened her eyes softly.
An unknown emotion shone in his blue eyes.
“So she is the black sheep of the Order.”
“…”
The many emotions contained in her short words,
It was delivered to Roan through ‘listening’.
Anger, sadness, sympathy, pity, hope.
Is that hope for me?
“The rescue team would have been a good excuse. If it succeeds, it will be an opportunity for the church to make a great leap forward with me at the forefront, and if it fails, the saintess will be martyred.”
“It must have been deliberately pushed by the limbs. In addition to killing the uncomfortable saint, I can once again remind everyone that I am the enemy of humans.”
“That’s right. Your majesty. But Helen…”
Grünent closed her eyes again as if she couldn’t bear to look, and burrowed into her me.
“Helen. I am foolish.”
“By jumping on the limb to save you?”
“Yes.”
And suddenly, something like a small glass marble fell from the corner of her eye.
It was Grunent’s tears.
“But Helen only knows that kind of life.”
“Because she grew up in the Order?”
“Yes. Obey, follow orders. With God.”
“…”
A girl raised in an all-boys military unit only knows the world inside the unit. She tried to enlist, but luckily went to the military academy, and she imagined what it would be like to live in the military.
A girl whose only lifelong knowledge is military service.
Oh that’s terrible
Roan unknowingly groaned.
And the sadness that creeps in.
“If she has attachments to the world outside of the Order, she’s a little arrogant, but that would be me.”
Tears continued to flow from Grunent’s eyes. Roan took out her handkerchief and wiped away Grunent’s tears.
“So, I must have jumped in for you.”
“Yes. Like a fool.”
Ron suddenly thought.
Maybe Helen’s walls are also because of that.
Rebellion is an order that must be followed unconditionally in an environment that cannot be dreamed of.
She can’t choose whether or not she’s unjust.
If it’s pain you have to accept anyway, it might be better to feel pleasure.
Looking at Roan silently wiping away her tears while lost in her thoughts, Grunent said with her throat tied.
“Your majesty. Please save Helen.”
“Hmm.”
The demon king’s silence was long.
Even Grünent, who trusted him, felt nervous.
And Roan opened her mouth.
“Helen, could she be a human traitor?”
The smile on his face was both decadent and alluring.
Her face as pale as the moon and her shining purple eyes seemed to capture even her soul.
‘If there is a devil, it might look like this.’
Grünent thought.
“Like you.”
And Roan gently buried her forehead between Grunent’s hair.
Like a gesture of affection between her cats, he smiled and rubbed her forehead against her hair, displaying her closeness to her.
Grünent answered as if possessed by the strange, even strange scent that emanated from him.
“Yes. Your majesty. I will make it like that.”
“If Helen could help me.”
Roan’s whispers tickled her ears.
His voice was small and low.
“Don’t save me. Only your friends.”
*
So, Helen got into trouble.
The Demon King’s hospitality was beyond imagination, and Grunent’s figure looked good too.
There was no poison in the food, and the bed was comfortable.
Even the normally noisy captain was locked in a different room from himself.
It was a truly peaceful time.
Until Grünent came along with the Demon King.
“Group… Operation, are you talking about it, Your Majesty?”
“Hmm. I heard from Grünent that it is the most disciplined place in Merde.”
Let’s do gold lacquer first.
Nothing bad.
“Yes. In order not to tarnish Lady Laurecia’s prestige, our Knights follow strict rules.”
Helen answered with a proud face.
The name of Goddess Laurecia is taboo here, but since I am a generous demon king, let’s move on.
So Roan got to the point.
“I am calling for a truce, and in the long run I am trying to end this war.”
Helen’s eyes trembled.
“I heard from Mr. Grünent, but really…”
“But I have to convince my lords.”
“…”
“Or squeeze.”
Helen’s face darkened even more.
“Are you saying that Your Majesty’s generals don’t follow orders, Your Majesty?”
“Unfortunately. So, I am seeking advice from former knights who have led units and organizations.”
Since Roan was a regular soldier, he didn’t know much about command and management that officers learn.
There is something I saw over my shoulder from the unit.
However, command and operation techniques that may be more humble than the human knights here know.
The Knights of the Order of Laurecia are said to be a stricter organization than the Knights of Merde, so maybe you can get some advice.
Then I can use that as an excuse to confidently let Helen live.
“Then, Your Majesty. There are two regulations in commanding an army separately. .”
Helen, who was about to answer something, suddenly shut her mouth. Grünent, who heard that, put on an expression of pity for a moment. She almost fell over!
Seeing her face, Helen smiled bitterly at her.
“I’m sorry. It’s hard for me to say anything carelessly. Your majesty.”
“Hmm.”
“Rather than me, Captain Martius…”
At the same time, the three of them made a doubtful expression, saying, “Is it possible?” At least it was Helen who wanted to take her word for it the quickest to fix her expression.
“… You have more knowledge. Your majesty.”
“Hmm. Right. I get it.”
First, Roan decided to take a step back.
Let’s not be in a hurry. Let’s not be in a hurry.
“If you think of something to advise me later, would you let me know, even if it’s just a small thing? I will be grateful to hear from you.”
Helen’s eyes widened.
Speaking in this way is hardly ever heard in the church. Thank you
“Egg… I will. Your majesty.”
So what Helen added was sincere.
“Sorry for not being helpful. Your majesty.”
A smile spread across Ron’s face when he heard that.
At the change that appeared on her cool, beautiful face, Helen held her breath.
Something Grünent smiled triumphantly, and the two left Helen’s guest room.
And after a while
Helen finished her troubles.
Finishing her thoughts, she raised her body and opened her door slightly.
“What.”
The knight who was guarding her private room said in a sharp voice. Helen was relieved that he was not wearing a helmet.
Helen held out her body a little more.
Then Knoll tilted the spear she was holding and frowned.
“Stop there.”
“Knight.”
Normally, Gnoll would have waited without answering, with the blade extended at her quarantined guest.
But Knoll answered.
Something made him answer.
“Why.”
Helen’s eyes twinkled.
“Knight, I don’t have a weapon.”
“Right.”
“And you can’t beat a knight with your strength. Holy magic is healing-oriented, so I have no way to attack the knight.”
“Know.”
Helen tossed her nonsense words, and the gnoll knight answered her every time.
There was no sense of incongruity in just having a conversation.
But Knoll’s expression wasn’t like that.
He was holding her face against Helen before he knew it, as if he would be sucked in at any moment.
Despite feeling intimidated by Knoll’s size, Helen said calmly.
“So, please let me see the boss for a while. Even if there are two of them, escape is impossible. Let’s talk for a minute.”
And Knoll nodded his head.
“Okay. Just a moment.”
It was like a magical sight.
So Helen raised her hands to indicate that she was unarmed, and under Knoll’s watch she knocked on the door of the next door…
“Crazy year. Come in.”
Before Helen could knock on the door, it slammed open violently.
The captain said with an annoyed face.
“Are you going to spread that wicked skill around the neighborhood?”
“Sorry.”
“What, all of a sudden?”
“I will report you.”
Matthew’s expression suddenly changed.
The frown on his face suddenly turned into an expressionless expression.
In a cold voice, the leader said.
“Tell me.”
“Lungs… , Demon King.”
Helen managed to correct her title.
“I requested information from the Knights. Captain.”
Mathias’ eyes widened.
“So.”
“When I said no, he just went back.”
The knight commander frowned again.
“Just?”
“Yes.”
“What the hell did you do, so the demon king came to ask for information from you?”
Helen lowered her gaze.
“Sorry.”
“Your bitch is a slut, even here.”
Mathias’ eyes burned with anger.
Yesterday’s humiliation hadn’t gone away.
But the demon king is ignoring me now and trying to steal information from the vice-captain?
“How did you behave so that the demon king was easy on you?”
“Sorry. Captain.”
“Four years here too,”
Matthew’s eyes twinkled.
“I must ‘reflect’.”
