CH 127

Does your foot get chopped by the ax you trusted in? (2) – unedited

“Actually, Merson didn’t do it directly, but Merson lied about having a bug in my throat, so I…….”

“You hurt yourself?”

“… something like that.”

Evan’s eyes, which had been consistent with worry, suddenly changed. ‘What kind of idiot is this?; seems to be heard loudly through a loudspeaker. But what’s even more ridiculous is.

“Merson, I’m sorry. I apologize for calling you scumbag earlier. And I asked Erina to divorce you so quickly.”

Evan believed this absurd lie far too easily. If this was the world I live in, you would have got scammed here and there.

The happenings caused by my lack of sleep were sorted out to some extent, and Evan was preoccupied with eating the late breakfast again.

On the other hand, I couldn’t just focus on eating like Evan. After knowing the size of the bruise, I was worried. It was enough to make me look like a child who was beaten up. When I go up to my room after the meal, I should find something to cover it.

Bang-!

However, my little plan failed miserably in less than a minute. The door to the inn opened violently with a rather loud noise. Ugh, what kind of street mercenaries are here for a group meal?

I put down the bread I was about to bring to my mouth and inspected the entrance. Those who roughly opened the door were not mercenaries, but priests and temple knights dressed in pure white.

The elderly priest in the front row was a priest I had seen before. The same priest I met at the temple the other day.

“Ah, priest. What brought you to a place like this?”

The innkeeper stooped and quickly ran out. While the priest spoke to the owner, his eyes were scrutinizing the inside.

“Ah…….”

Our eyes met. The priest spots me and he cuts off what he was saying and comes straight to me.

“It’s been a while, believer.”

“Yes, priest. But what is going on…… ?”

“The saint wanted to invite you to the temple, so I came to pick you up. She said that she was going to tell you what she couldn’t say last time, you would know.”

“Me? Not him, it’s me?”

I pointed to Merson, who was sitting next to me, but the priest shook his head.

“She said the pretty believer with pink hair. Let’s go.”

As the priest beckoned, the temple knights approached. I felt like I was being taken away, but I decided to put away the bad thoughts for a while.

When I got up, Merson followed and I didn’t stop him. Because being by his side made me feel safe. Fortunately, the priest also did not want to separate Merson from me either.

Hearing that Merson might be in danger the day before, my steps towards the temple felt infinitely heavy.

* * *

The rainy season is over, but dark clouds are starting to roll in. As if a heavy raindrop would soon pour down on her head.

The saint smiled at the overcast weather through her window.

‘It’s a very suitable weather for work.’

And when she turned around, she faced El with an anxious, nervous face, as if she had a time bomb in her hand.

“Go back. Kayle will be back soon.”

“Are you saying that now? They kicked you out. The person to ask for forgiveness is that bastard, but you’re forgiving him!”

“There must have been a situation. I believe that.”

Situation? In fact, she may be the saint, but she could not understand even a single second of the scene she saw with her own two eyes yesterday.

The fierce woman who dared to yell at the Demon King, and Kayle, who seemed stubborn but taken aback by that woman. Besides, the saint, who has always been a talk wherever she went, and was always the subject of a hot topic, was forcefully moved while being treated as air. She couldn’t accept everything without understanding anything.

The saint cried all night without sleep at the terrible humiliation she had experienced for the first time in her life. The sound reached El and he came down. She vowed to take this opportunity to convey her feelings of humiliation and her own boiling anger without hesitation through El. The saint started a fire right away.

“Bella, how long are you going to be so foolish?! Why are you being treated like an idiot!”

“… but what can I do? I am only human.”

“Not a mere human being, my precious Bella. If you can’t do it, I will. I don’t regret tearing off my wings. I will definitely make him pay.”

The embers burned brightly. The saint whispered as she hugged the raging El.

“Am I too blunt to anger?”

“Not only that, you always think of others before yourself. Stop thinking about anything and start loving yourself, Bella. You are a woman who deserves it.”

“How nice it would be if Kayle was like El.”

El was like a loyal dog only for the saint herself. The one who could even lay down his life.

If people heard it, it was a dangerous notion that would make people faint, but the saint took it for granted. As El said, she is not just a mere human.

The one who opens the door chosen by God.

Beyond the door, to see, think, and utilize the unimaginable bizarre thing. Perhaps she knew more than the Demon King or the heavenly deity and acted so arrogantly.

The world was ridiculous in the saint’s eyes. So what about the people who live in that world? They are bound to die.

The saint did not want to be dominated by anyone. She wants to become the Queen beyond the Gods and she wants to have everyone and put them under her feet.

But only one thing. Kayle was the only thing that bothered her so much as she couldn’t hold him in her hands.

When Kayle’s face was reflected in her mind, intense love and hatred wells up and she gritted her teeth.

‘I’ll have to let the dog know what happens if it doesn’t recognize its master.’