67 – With great power comes great responsibility.

From the unregistered dungeon commotion that appeared out of nowhere in the capital, two weeks had passed before I knew it.

Maybe it was because there were more strings of tangled doubts than the sediment that was released.

Even though I had enough time to organize my thoughts, my mind was not at all clear.

Although he knew very well that there was no other act that was less nutritious than pursuing unity beyond necessity in this phenomenon in the dungeon.

Even so, I couldn’t easily shake off the distinct sense of incongruity that this dungeon was distinctly different from those I had seen so far.

Why did the power that the saintess carved into me synchronized with that dungeon?

Why did I feel that the dungeon resembled an audience room?

Who was the unknown author, neither human nor monster, encountered in the dungeon?

The question that bites the tail after the tail must have been about this kind of situation.

That’s why, I tried to consult with the hero a few times about what happened there, who must have shared the same questions as me.

As if a thick fog is being lifted by the blowing wind.

As time passed, the hero, who had gradually lost his memories of that place, seemed to have forgotten everything except the fact that he had met me there.

‘I can’t remember! When I came to my senses, the priest was in front of me! How wonderful!’

It was a monumental moment when the reliability of a research result that said that the more insensitive people live longer increased rapidly within me.

Yeah, what’s the big deal about being a little short of hair compared to others?

Stay healthy and grow up for a long, long time.

”Whoa…”

Lying on the bed, I slowly moved my gaze to the right wrist resting on my forehead.

I still vividly remember the uproar in the monastery on the very day when the identity of these patterns lined up on my wrist was somewhat clarified.

In this system that boasts thousands of years of time, a being that belongs to a position similar to the Korean Dangun legend.

invited maiden. Honorel Larabai.

It is said that he healed the broken limbs without leaving any parts cut off.

It is said that even a sick person suffering from a fatal disease could be cured just by exhaling from all over the place.

A truly legendary being, said to have been able to revive even those who had already died.

The shocking fact that a fragment of that power was contained in this pattern was first revealed through the documents the nun found.

The fact that I fell ill for a while from the shock is still often teased by my colleagues.

How could you be such a precious person in this shabby place?

It was a serious matter that could not and should not be dismissed as the same, joking remark.

It was like putting the finest black tea, worth the price of a cup of tea, into an empty yogurt case.

The pattern reached a total of 7 strokes.

No, I had to see it as 6 strokes and 1 stroke to be precise.

On top of the ugly divine power that I can originally use, the divine power that can use the fragments of the aforementioned transcendental power for about 6 times has been overlaid.

The noble power that the saintess shared with God.

It would be the most appropriate expression to see it as a situation where it was borrowed for a very short time.

To lend someone else something you borrowed from someone else.

saintess. then i can’t use it

The day the dungeon disaster occurred. I once to Apis. Twice to Victim and Downa.

It turned out that it was thanks to the power of this pattern that he was able to use divine power more than twice a day.

thus.

At first, I tried hard to somehow exhaust all this power and let it go.

With great power comes great responsibility.

It is the truth of this world that, if you are a child who likes entertainment movies, you have already learned in advance through the spider man movie played on Chuseok New Year’s Day.

Moreover, I was a body that even had the experience of being severely beaten while coveting honor that overflowed with shame.

Of course, I was aware that this power was an improbable thing to me.

but.

The way this pattern was engraved on my body was holding me back.

‘I’m going to puke.’

Now it has become a daily routine, but the baptism of the mouth of the saintess.

And, this pattern was created in a truly bizarre structure, filled every time the saintess brought her lips to me.

Because.

No matter how much I use this power, like water or toilet paper, they say I waste it.

As long as the saintess’ bad habits were not corrected, it was safe to say that I should continue to hold this person’s overflowing power in my hands.

It was good to see what kind of reaction the saintess, who was outraged even when the number of kisses was said to be reduced, would react when she was told to ban it altogether.

Eradicating skinship prematurely was not a good idea.

Until the conferment ceremony was safely concluded, I had to refrain from doing anything that could adversely affect the saintess’s emotional state as much as possible.

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Kang Su-do, who resigned from his exclusive role and kept a distance from the saintess, was an option he could not choose during the seven days of the blessing ceremony.

However, in other words, it also meant that it was a plan that could be chosen after 7 days.

At the end of the blessing ceremony, I was finally able to step down from this loathsome guardian priest position.

The boss’s hateful threat to blow away my position to my old co-workers.

Because it was a card that was no longer used by me, who had reunited with my friends and had solved the problem to some extent.

But, why?

The emotions hanging over my thoughts right now were somewhat far removed from things like comfort or peace.

Although it was an erratic feeling, as if three or four colors of paint were randomly mixed.

If I were to put them together, put them in words, and express them in a single sentence, it would be like this.

I was shaking.

It was reluctant, it was embarrassing, and it was not clear.

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Just yesterday, the binge of alcohol seemed to have had a significant effect on his mood, but it didn’t seem to be just because of the hangover.

Come to think of it, I drank yesterday and wandered around.

Going up somewhere high, and complaining to someone whose name I don’t know.

Also, I vaguely remember buying something expensive at a store that sounded impulsive.

The vision after that was quite ambiguous.

”I think I bought a very small, shiny one… what was it… Ugh…, it’s the head…”

It seemed that it was too much to ask for thoughtful thoughts on a head that was already about to split from a hangover.

Unable to overcome the headache as if a fish hook had been caught in my brain, I soon stopped thinking.

It was then.

jump!

The noise of the wooden door being opened violently disturbed my consciousness once.

Shortly thereafter, someone burst into the room.

”Father! Are you finally awake!”

”Yo, hero!?”

The identity of the intruder was a hero with a much lighter outfit than usual.

It was a truly superficial outfit that threw off the armor that covered every part of the body, revealing the lines of the body as it was.

In that defenseless figure, there was not even a trace of the young girl aspect she always wore.

Someone who didn’t know her background saw her now.

A simple country girl. Even if I mistakenly thought that she was an innocent village girl, I couldn’t help but think that there was nothing wrong with it.

”Excuse me!”

Wow!

Like a golden retriever welcoming its owner out of the house, the warrior suddenly flew at me and hugged me around the waist with both arms.

It felt like a preschooler becoming a teddy bear that never let go of her hand.

It was to the point where I felt a sense of security, as if I was wearing a seat belt in the car, from the violent force that was entwined around my waist from behind and tying it tightly.

”Oh, hello. warrior. By any chance, were you still waiting for me to wake up?”

”Yeah! The fatigue of the body of the priest who rarely returned home at dawn! until fully resolved! I’ve been waiting outside the door!”

It’s not even a puppy, but every time I talk, it’s because of the hero who shakes his body as if he can’t control his excitement.

My body, entangled in her, naturally swayed as well.

Sigh. Sigh.

Every time that happened, the bed making an annoying noise, though I felt a little bit uncomfortable.

Shaking my head from side to side, I quickly erased the disturbing thoughts that briefly passed through my head.

”Warrior. Just in case, I wanted to tell you, but when you were waiting for me outside, you didn’t forget the recognition-damaging necklace and you were wearing it well, right?”

”of course! I am a warrior! The fact that you were already here at the monastery before the blessing ceremony was held is top secret!”

”Yes, if you lower your voice there, it will be more perfect.”

”Yep! Please hold on to your worries!”

”····”

Is it because of the resounding high-pitched voice, or is it because of the hero’s confident attitude that I can’t feel any basis for?

My head was still pounding for reasons I couldn’t figure out with my still-drowsy head.

It wasn’t anyone else, it was because I couldn’t frown in front of the hero.

It was around the time he was about to recite his words while forcibly drawing arcs around his mouth.

”uh?”

A sprout of anxiety that had been buzzing in the corner of my heart swelled up in an instant like watery cotton and swallowed my thoughts.

”Yo, warrior. What time is it?”

”Seven o’clock sharp!”

”Ouch!”

late.

Suddenly, such a scream came out of my heart.

My body, which reacted one step slower than my heart, hurriedly twisted my body to shake off the hand of the hero hugging me.

”Are you going to visit the saintess!”

”Yeah! Yes, that is correct! Warrior! So, please let go of this hand for a moment!”

”No!”

”Yeah?”

”I said no!”

Sigh.

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Just then, as if to represent my mixed feelings, the old bed tossed over the rusted slingshot once more.