182 – EP.9 The Holy Son of Another World-3

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– rattling

I didn’t know that I could hear people trembling as a sound.

After choosing our attendants, the blonde-haired nun and I were ushered into a quiet room.

It was a room with a carpet, a desk and chair for reading, and a bed large enough for one person to lie down.

As a bonus, there is a small round table so you can sit facing each other and drink coffee.

When I asked, it was my room.

‘Since the Holy Son personally selected the number of people, why don’t we talk?’

A nice-looking pope invited me, and I had no reason to refuse.

Rather, I had to completely fool the woman in front of me.

Because I need to alleviate any doubts about me.

In the name of an interview, I am spending tea time with my attendant, Maria Loen.

Of course, the person I was talking to in front of me was quite nervous, so I don’t think even empty words could be said to be peaceful.

You have to be nervous because you’ve suddenly been ranked second in the protocol.

who’s number 1? of course god

As with the Pope’s attitude, there is no doubt that a ‘saint’ is a very precious being.

Aren’t you precious because you’re a saint? Well, looking at web novels these days, it doesn’t seem like that was the case.

In this case, ice breaking is the best.

In fact, when a new employee comes into the company, he always does it.

– Big, big.

After clearing her voice, Maria, who had her eyes fixed on the cup, carefully raised her head.

I made a benevolent face and spoke to her.

“What are you so afraid of? You haven’t committed an unspeakable sin, have you?”

Witty, comfortable and with localization.

Originally, it was normal to smile awkwardly and let go of stiff tension, but somehow Maria’s trembling got worse.

oh, it’s messed up

– Woodangtang

As Maria fell, she slipped off the chair.

She fell flat at my feet and bowed her head.

“I am a sinner!”

The voices and emotions of the bandits who faced death in front of Master were the same.

The fear that comes to those who are about to die.

It was felt by Maria as well.

I got up from my chair and put my hand on her shoulder as she was prostrated on the ground.

A tingling sensation ran through his hands.

“Raise your head, Sister Maria.”

It was time to put away the mischief and show the appearance of a benevolent saint.

At my words, which lacked a hint of laughter, Maria cautiously raised her head.

“……”

Her emerald eyes were mixed with indescribable emotions.

“First of all, get up. You can’t talk in this position.”

With a smile, I lifted her up.

Slowly, unhurriedly, step her up.

Before long, she and I faced each other.

Looking closely, the eyes meet in a similar position, and the height is similar.

I guess it’s pretty tall for a woman.

“Let’s go back to our seats.”

When I pointed my hand at her lonely chair, Maria quietly returned the chair back to its original state with a blushing face.

seated again. I lifted my cup and put a sip of coffee in my mouth.

To be honest, I am a person who does not know how to enjoy the taste of coffee, but I could still feel the comfort of the savory smell of coffee.

I lifted my glass slightly and offered it to her.

Hesitantly, Maria’s white hand grabbed the cup that had been given to her.

“You seem too nervous. Let’s take some time to calm down.”

That’s how she and I had time to ventilate the air in the bustling room.

“I….”

As I was wondering when to speak up, she thankfully opened her mouth.

There was still a lot of hesitation in his voice, but I was relieved that he had spoken to me first.

It’s because it’s better to open your mouth first and give you trivial information than to talk shyly and find out that I’m not a saint.

“I’m curious about one thing…”

“Yes, if I know anything, I will answer.”

Leaning slightly forward, he made a gesture indicating that he was listening to her.

Glancingly, Maria’s emerald eyes, which had been looking at the glass on the table, turned to my face and returned to their original state.

“Why did you choose me… even if I ask you…”

I wanted to show a friendly appearance to the common people, and it shouldn’t be said that I chose her with a familiar face.

Let’s talk a little more broadly.

“Because I thought it fit.”

Leaning forward, the body leans back, showing a relaxed appearance.

“Suitable… you mean?”

she said narrowing her eyes.

“Yes. It fits… and deserves it.”

You might be wondering what that qualification is.

It felt like her somewhat passive gaze had changed a little.

“Well, then! That qualification is…”

Maria leaned over to the table. Her huge chest spanned the table.

“…….”

It seemed a bit… irritating, so I turned my gaze toward the ceiling.

Even as I turned my gaze to the ceiling, I could feel her stinging gaze at me.

Qualification? I do not know. Perhaps, there is a doctrine written in the Bible.

But I don’t know the doctrine, so I have to go around it roughly.

The best way in this case.

“Don’t you know better?”

It turns a question into a question.

At my words, her eyes widened.

If I proceed with the conversation further, I think my money will be robbed, so I should end the conversation at this point.

I got up and gently hugged her.

She also got up after me, as if she understood my meaning.

“Then let’s go. Holy Son. The official schedule starts tomorrow, so I’ll be waiting in front of the room on time.”

“Okay. It may sound awkward, but it would be nice to get to know each other slowly. Thank you very much, Sister Maria.”

“Please.

She nodded at me and then disappeared.

I closed the door and listened to the hallway.

Fortunately, there doesn’t seem to be anyone monitoring it.

Jumping like diving on a wide bed.

Lying on the bed, I buried my face in the pillow and exhaled the energy rising from the danjeon.

“aaa!!!!!”

Pretending to be a saint sucks!!!!!!

***

Maria Loen, whose position was changed from heretic judge to the saint’s attendant, was called by the pope to visit his office.

“Meet His Holiness.”

In front of her bowing her head, there were representatives of each group, including the Pope.

– gulp

As tension gripped her body, she swallowed.

“Yes. Ma… Sister Maria. Was there anything unusual during the interview with the Holy Son?”

The pope, who stuttered and remembered his name, asked with a benign smile.

“If it’s something special…”

“Ah, I’m asking what happened. If there was anything that would cause harm to the saint…”

“actually….”

Mary spoke candidly about what had happened during her interview with the saint.

He had no choice but to lie to her.

When she finished talking, the pope touched his chin and let out a sob.

“The Holy Son showed his will.”

“Are you saying your will?”

I heard the thick voice of the Holy Knight Commander next to the Pope.

The pope scanned the faces of the people gathered in the office.

“Sister Maria here is the Heretic Judge who executed the Holy Son yesterday.”

Mary’s body stiffened at the pope’s words.

“Nowhere in the Bible is the punishment for mutilating the body of a saint recorded. If you are looking for a similar doctrine, it would be the mutilation of holy relics.”

Either way, the pope continued.

“And the punishment for deliberately damaging the relic is…”

“It’s burned.”

As the Pope continued to speak, Lumen, the head of the Inquisition for Heresy, who stood calmly, continued.

At the word burnt at the stake, Maria’s lips began to tremble mercilessly.

“But… the Holy Son chose Sister Mary as a person to support him. I think this is a sign of mercy that he will not ask for more sins.”

Maria let out a sigh of relief at the Pope’s words.

“And when Sister Maria asked the Holy Son about ‘qualifications’, the Holy Son said that he looked at the ceiling.”

The Pope’s finger pointed to the ceiling.

“What is a ceiling?”

No one answered the pope’s question.

“Heaven. There is a God beyond the sky. In other words, ask the sky for its qualifications.”

Everyone in the room exclaimed in admiration at the interpretation of a dream more exquisite than a dream.

The Pope’s serious face turned to Mary.

“Sister Maria, the Holy Son has shown His will to forgive Sister Mary’s disrespect and show her faith to heaven.”

“Is it my… faith?”

“That’s right. Sister Mary’s faith, the Heresy Judge, is sure to be strong, but in the eyes of the Absolute, it may look infinitely weak.”

Maria recalled herself shaking as she scribbled.

“You don’t have to explain the story of Rob in the Bible. He was the most unbeliever, so he was able to prove himself to God. You said you deserved it.”

“So, show the saint your firm faith.”

“…All right.”

Mary answered the pope’s words.

After the conversation, Maria left the Pope’s office and crossed the central garden.

In a situation that changed overnight, it was still difficult for her to find a sense of reality.

“……”

Suddenly, the warm sunlight tickled her hair.

The feeling of an intense light hitting you.

It was a moment full of faith.