Chapter 98: Travel Planning (2)

Chapter 98: Travel Planning (2) The next day, I headed to the temple with Asil, who had no memory of what happened the night before.

"I said that?"

"Uh. "How surprised she was when she suddenly took off her clothes."

"For two beers? Oh, that can't be true. "I know how much I drink."

"What do you know? "The guy who took not two drinks, but two sips."

"It can't be like that?"

I guess she still can't imagine that she'll be penalized with "Vulnerability to alcohol."

They say that if you drink alcohol you become an exhibitionist.

Asil kept refusing to admit it, which was a little annoying. If you're weak in alcohol, you're weak. Why be stubborn?

Contrary to the annoying Asil, the temple side's handling of the work was very cheerful.

'I want to meet the saint.'

'Personal interviews... Ah. Are you the person who received the request last time?'

After that, it was all smooth sailing.

Well, even though I felt like I spent 20 days in the dungeon, the actual time that passed after receiving the request was at most three days.

It would be too short a time to forget her unique party, which was commissioned by the saint herself.

As soon as we put the message inside, a nun came and guided us to the saint's office.

The saint's office was a little more ornate than the last time I saw it.

However, it was not an extravagant splendor, but rather a sense of life was created in an ordinary office that was close to being bleak.

There were a few books on the previously empty shelves, piles of documents on the desk, and a large map hung on the previously empty wall.

Wait, do you want me to?

Now that I think about it, I just moved roughly around here, without thinking about exactly where this was.

I didn't pay much attention to it because all I had to know was the rear, but now that I think about it, I think it's something worth worrying about.

You have to know where this place is before you go on a trip or not.

However, rather than looking at the map, the smiling saint in front of her takes priority.

"Welcome. "It's only been three days since I submitted the request, but you completed it quickly."

"Because it's a D-class dungeon. "I knew the exact location, and that's normal."

"Among adventurers, there are many who put it off and put it off and only do it after being urged several times. "Compared to guilds, there are fewer rewards from temples."

"It's a strangely vivid story."

"Is that so?"

Haha, hoho, she was talking with a smile, but there was a slight hint of fatigue on her saintly complexion. I guess it was a true story.

"In that sense, I am very grateful to people like you who carry out a request as soon as they receive it."

"What. "I do it because there is a reward."

"I said I would give them some compensation... Phew. They all have their own reasons. "Then, shall we continue talking about compensation?"

The reward promised when receiving the request.

'I will reward you in the way you want.'

At first glance, the compensation appears to be a blank check, but it is a verbal contract anyway, and it is a request for show.

I don't know why they gave me this opportunity, but if they demand huge compensation for showing favor, they will be kicked out right away.

I decided to quietly ask for help, which was my original goal.

Before that.

We need to clearly confirm that we have completed the request. I handed over the trap disarming kit I had brought with me.

"Here is the dungeon reward you mentioned."

"Yes. Wait a minute. There was something to check here... "

The saintess rummaged through her desk drawer with familiar movements, as if she was strangely busy with her work, and took out an elongated pen-like tool.

All three of our eyes were focused on the magic tool.

The saint noticed the gaze, and she smiled and briefly explained.

"This is a magic tool that checks magical power. You can check the magic power with this, and if it has magic power unique to the dungeon, you can confirm that the item came from the dungeon. Like this... "

The tip of the pen-like magic tool glowed brightly when it touched the trap disarming kit. There was no sound or flashy effects, it just shined brightly like a light bulb.

"Yes. Confirmed."

"Something, it's really simple... "

"Yes? "The person who made this didn't pay much attention to design."

The saint put the magic tool back in her desk drawer and tried to return her trap disarming kit.

"Ah. Are you okay? We don't have anyone who can use this item. "It's like donating to a temple, right?"

"Are you okay? But you won't give any additional compensation?"

"Are you okay. Are you okay? Rather, now that it's confirmed, can I tell you what I want?"

"Great. I can't say that I can help you with anything, but I will do my best if possible."

The saint must have said this, she stated her original goal directly.

"I want the curse on me to be lifted."

"A curse? If that's the case, you can just use a normal spell... "

"Uh, that's it. Believe it or not, it's a curse placed by the dragon himself."

"Yes?"

She was a saint who looked surprised for a moment, but she quickly adjusted her expression, probably because she was a high-ranking person.

"It's hard to believe, but... This means that no other haresman could have done it. All right. "Let me give it a try."

Oh.

As expected, the saint was different.

Unlike other people who dismissed it as nonsense, I was skeptical but understood the point well.

"Then who is that person?"

Once the reward to be given to me was decided, the saint named Asil next.

"I am... "

She paused for a moment and spoke solemnly.

"I want to talk to God."

She not only had a solemn atmosphere, but also a solemn content.

"Goddess... Excessive?"

"Okay. No matter what happens, there is something you need to know."

"Well, that's... "

Even the saint was taken aback by this request.

"Uhm... Yes. Is it so... Since I said I would repay you, I can give you a try. But... Just because I can talk to the goddess doesn't mean she will always listen to me, so I can't guarantee that I will get an answer."

"That's okay. "Can you please ask me a question?"

"... Yes. All right. "People will listen to you better if you pray in the prayer room rather than here, so I'll let you know later."

In that way, Asil's reward is decided, and the only thing left is Flora.

"?"

Flora seemed to have no thoughts, with only a hook floating above her head.

In the first place, she just followed us, Flor, because she didn't really want anything...

"Flora."

"Eh, me?"

"Do you want anything?"

"Uhm... Even if you say that... "

It was a reaction as if I had never really thought about it.

I guess she was there purely to help us. It was even a little touching.

"Flora. If you don't remember it now, come back later... "

"Ah!"

Suddenly Flora slapped her palm with her fist.

"Do you know the Kingdom of Vale?"

"Veil Kingdom? Apparently, it was destroyed by the invasion of the Demon King's army a few months ago... "

As the saint continued to speak, she was startled when she realized something.

"Now that I think about it, I heard that the royal family of the Vale royal family has pink hair, but... ?"

"... Yes."

For a person of the status of a saint, she must have had a lot of information about the royal families of each country.

Even though she finally met someone who recognized her as her princess for the first time, Flora maintained her resolute demeanor.

"I am Flora Vale, the last surviving member of the Vale royal family. So maybe... "If there is any news about the Kingdom of Vale, can you let me know?"

But even though she kept her posture upright, she couldn't hide the faint trembling in her voice.

Upon hearing her request in return, no, the saint immediately nodded her head.

"All right. No, of course it should be done. "This is the honor that the Kingdom of Vale, which defended the front lines until the end against the invasion of the Demon King's army, deserves."

The saint meditated for a moment and then continued speaking.

"We will take steps to ensure that you can check information as soon as it comes from any temple. And I will not treat this as repayment. Like I said, it's natural. "It's okay later, so please tell me what you want in return at any time."

"... Yes."

That was the end of the conversation with Flora.

Asil was left gaping at the sudden revelation of the princess's coming out, but it wasn't that important.

"Ruler. Then, let's take turns, one by one. Let's go to the prayer room first. Because right now it's empty time. "Can others please wait for a moment?"

The saint left her room with only her son and returned only after some time had passed.

I guess I heard something. She was trying to remember her blank eyes and not wanting to forget anything.

"Next is Miss Soira. "Can you show me the curse?"

And then the following year. The process itself was not much different from that performed by intermediate priests.

However, the difference in effect was dramatic.

Unlike the middle-level priest who was sweating and unable to completely heal her, the saint did not even show any signs of difficulty even after completely erasing her curse.

– Knock.

I received everything in return, and now it was time to say hello and part ways when someone knocked on the door of the office.

– Holy woman, the appointed time has come.

"Really. Is it already this time? "I had the next schedule, but I forgot."

"Are you okay. Because we have finished our business. "I'll just get up now."

"I was thankful this time. I hope to see you again next time."

"It's us. Well then, goodbye."

We exchanged brief greetings and stood up.

As for the next time I see you, it would be better if I didn't have one. If it's a job that requires someone as saintly as a saint, the only thing that comes to mind is an inconvenience.

I opened the door to leave the office. And I couldn't believe my eyes.

"... Huh?"

There was a group of people in front of the door.

Those people only glanced at me and didn't pay any attention, passing by and entering the saint's office.

Since they said that the appointed time has come, they must be people who promised to talk to the saint.

The reason I was surprised was because one of them was someone I knew.

Even though she is of the same sex, she has beautiful blonde hair and cool eyes that seem to be captivating. And a large sword as tall as he carries on his back.

It was impossible not to notice.

She was greeted by her saint.

"Welcome. Miss Serena."

She was 'me' right before she became Soira.

It was the warrior, Serena. S~eaʀᴄh the Nôvel(F)ire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.