Heavenly Inquisition Sword - Chapter 1260



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1260 times. Are you disappointed because it’s not what you imagined?

Fabian hoped that Count Elio Lagoa’s sudden lust would not cause a breakdown in his well-established relationship with the Shastra Parakti Order.

He meant it when he said he would find a prostitute.

Wherever mercenaries gathered, pimps always followed them around, like flies attracted to poop.

So there must have been a pimp with a prostitute in Rivera.

It would be a hundred times better to be a prostitute than to become enemies with the Shastra Parakti Order by eyeing a saint for no reason.

But when Elio heard that, he got angry.

“What bullshit?”

Are you a prostitute?

I had never been near a prostitute in my life, but hearing something like that was shocking.

Fabian did not blink even at Count Elio Lagoa’s sharp reaction.

“Don’t even think about doing anything with the saint. “Absolutely not.”

“Have you decided to become a follower of Shastra Parakti?”

“Isn’t it?”

“But why are you suddenly acting like this?”

“This is all for Lord Lagoa. Isn’t it said that medicine that is inherently good for the body is bitter to the mouth? I’m sure you won’t like my loyal advice right now. However, please do so.”

“What if I can’t do it?”

“I will block it with all my body, together with Sir Omar. I will not let Lord Lagoa walk into a trap on his own.”

Elio, seeing the determination in Fabian’s eyes, realized that it was not something he should force.

“Then let’s do it this way. You ask the saint if she would share a room with me. If she says she will, she will do as I say. “Okay then?”

“yes? Are you asking me to do such a blasphemous thing? “If the Paladin finds out, I will die.”

“I can’t give in any more. Decide. Accommodation assignment Are you going to do as I say? Are you going to ask the saint?”

“Why are you doing this to me?”

Fabian, who was in a dilemma, cried out.

However, it did not work for Elio, who had been fighting alone for a long time.

“So, what is your decision?”

“… … “Let me ask you.”

Fabian slowly turned his head to the back and checked the location of the saint and the paladin.

Fortunately, the saint was talking about various things with Crea, not the Holy Knight.

“Go see.”

Fabian begged once again for help from Count Elio Lagoa.

“Can’t you just bear it? You have endured well so far, haven’t you? “There are many women who will come running even if Lord Lagoa just holds out his hand.”

“I decided to live only for today.”

“You really are too kind.”

“Hurry. “It would be better for you to ask the paladin when he is not around.”

“Do you know that?”

“Uh, uh, I think the story is coming to an end. What are you doing? Are you going to ask the paladin next to me?”

“going. song.”

Fabian quickly turned around and walked in a straight line toward the saint and Crea.

As if the conversation had just ended, Crea glanced back at Fabian.

Fabian said with an awkward smile.

“Mr. Crea. “I came to ask the saint something. Could you please step aside for a moment?”

“Ah yes.”

At Baron Fabian Cloud’s words, Crea stood up without delay.

As hoped, only the two of them remained with the saint, but Fabian could hardly keep his mouth shut.

In the end, Luna Mylus asked first.

“Do you have something to ask?”

“That’s it… … .”

Fabian, who hesitated for a while, spoke with a feeling of desperation.

“I know it’s rude, but I’d like to ask. Lord Lagoa wants to share the same lodgings with the saint. Of course, if the saint refuses… … .”

“Okay.”

“yes?”

Fabian’s voice rose in surprise at the unexpected answer.

For a moment, everyone’s attention was focused, and Fabian said nothing.

“ah! You said so. “I wondered what that meant.”

Fabian, who was observing his surroundings, thought he had heard wrong, so he lowered his voice and asked again.

“Did you say earlier that we would be sharing the same accommodation?”

“that’s right.”

“Lord Lagoa and the two saints?”

“yes.”

“why? Oh, no. “The words came out in vain.”

Embarrassed, Fabian slammed his palm into my mouth. After hitting him, he quickly got up from his seat.

There is a saying, strike while the iron is hot.

Fabian clapped his hands several times to attract the attention of the group inside the tavern and then spoke.

“I’ll show you where to stay tonight. The three members of Baron Solon’s party will occupy the first large room on this floor, Sir Omar will occupy the small room next to it, and the paladin and I will occupy the third room. That is all.”

Crea, who was tilting her head, asked without notice.

“What about the saint and Lagoa?”

“Hum, hum, you two will be using the room at the end of the hallway.”

For a moment, a strange silence filled the tavern.

Soon, everyone’s eyes turned towards the Holy Knight of the Shastra Parakti Order.

But Paladin Almet Harev looks like he hasn’t heard anything?

Since the paladin did not protest, the others did not ask any further questions.

After finishing speaking, Fabian said it would be better to get hit first and approached the paladin on his own.

“Mr. Harev.”

“Lord Cloud.”

The two people called each other’s names and exchanged light greetings.

Fabian spoke first.

“Accommodation assignment… … .”

“You don’t have to explain. Our denomination is not that crowded. Moreover, if that is the saint’s will, then we must honor her as a holy knight.”

Almet Harev had no intention of getting involved at all because he had heard from the priests that the saint was Shastra Parakti incarnate.

According to the doctrine, God’s love for humans is not a flaw to be hidden, but a noble event. Even if it is due to lust.

“Thank you for saying that.”

Frankly, Fabian couldn’t believe the current situation.

He was trying to stop Count Elio Lagoa somehow, but the paladin actually had an innocent look on his face.

Are there only paladins?

Even the saints themselves are just as strange.

The saint of Shastra Parakti accepts Count Elio Lagoa’s obvious proposal?

Even if Count Elio Lagoa is the Grand Master, there will be no disadvantage if he refuses once he becomes a saint.

Rather, Count Elio Lagoa will be branded a lecherous sinner and pointed at.

She could refuse, and it was natural to refuse, but the saint accepted Count Elio Lagoa’s offer. Without even thinking about it, as if it was natural… … .

‘What did I do wrong?’

Fabian, who had been lost in thought for a while, trudged back to his seat.

Count Larva Omar spoke to Fabian, who was downcast at the reaction of others that was different from what he expected.

“Is there anything you’re worried about?”

“It was there, but it’s gone.”

“But why is your face like that? “I once saw a knight who lost his master, and he was similar to you now.”

“I feel like I’ve lived in the wrong world.”

“That is an incredible confession. “What made you think that?”

“Lord Lagoa and the Holy Lady share the lodgings. I was the only one who thought it was blasphemy. “Even the Holy Knights take it for granted.”

“hmm. “I don’t think you’re wrong.”

“By any chance, Lord Omar?”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself. “It’s one thing to say your reaction is normal, and it’s another thing to agree with it.”

“… … .”

“I’m sure you’ve heard at least once the story of someone who married a god and had descendants, right? Or read it in a book.”

“yes.”

“Why do you think God incarnates?”

“Isn’t it to get closer to humans?”

“That’s just human interpretation. “If you have to incarnate to become closer to people, can that be called omniscience?”

“Then why do you think you are incarnating?”

“If you look at human emotions, they come from this humble body. If you exist as a non-material entity, you do not know pain or pleasure. In that sense, it is not entirely wrong to say that we are getting closer to humans.”

“omg! Do you really think that the gods incarnate for pleasure?”

“I didn’t say it was for pleasure. Rather, I’m thinking it might be to feel emotions. Of course, pleasure is one of them.”

Fabian blinked at Count Larva Omar’s extremely radical words.

“Doesn’t the temple teach that ‘humans resemble God’? It’s not just about appearance. “Then the rest is just emotion.”

Fabian lowered his voice and asked.

“Are you saying that the saintess’s purpose is to do something like Lord Lagoa?”

“Tsk tsk! Is there only pleasure on your mind? What I am talking about is the variety of human emotions. “Pleasure is only a small part of it.”

“and… … .”

An exclamation flowed from Fabian’s mouth.

I thought of the incarnation only for the noble purpose of human salvation, but it was pleasure!

Even if you were a god, you wouldn’t be able to feel pleasure if you didn’t have a body.

Count Larva Omar spoke to Fabian, whose mouth was wide open.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but shake it off quickly and return to your place. “Because that is truly blasphemy.”

“Don’t the priestesses of Shastra Parakti keep away from men? But is it okay for you to do something like that with a man?”

“Tsk tsk! My head is full of lustful thoughts. If that’s the case, I’d rather go back to my original feelings.”

“Your initial feelings?”

“What I am saying is, worry about Lord Lagoa and the Order of Shastra Parakti with a pure heart.”

“It’s already wrong. Now the only words that come to mind are emotion and pleasure.”

“The more I look at you, the more amazing I am.”

“What?”

“Ordinary people rarely change what they believe. But you are doing it as easily as flipping the palm of your hand. “I hope you regain your fear of God.”

“Lord Lagoa said that God is ‘a being superior to humans.’ “Now I think I know what that means.”

“What do you think it means?”

“Wouldn’t humans be seen as divine beings by ants? “But are people gods?”

“Ohh! so?”

“There is no need to be intimidated in front of God. “Even humans can sleep with saints.”

“If you don’t want to get beaten to death by the Holy Knight, just stop there.”

“Are you coming?”

“Do you think the sword expert paladin can’t hear a conversation from this distance? “For your information, he was glancing at you with an uncomfortable look on his face earlier.”

“Well, why are you telling me that now?”

“Is it possible that you didn’t know that? “Anyway, don’t pay any more attention to the saint’s bed.”

“When did I become interested in a saint’s bed? “I’m talking about big trouble.”

Fabian hurriedly waved his hand.

Then, I felt a stinging sensation on my face and turned my head back.

Paladin Almet Harev was pretending to slit his throat with his thumb.

As the night deepened, people got up one by one.

Elio, who stayed until the end, approached Luna Mylus.

“Should we just go up here?”

“Elio.”

“yes?”

Elio looked at Luna Mylus with nervous eyes, just like he did on his first night together.

“It’s only like this on the outside, I’m already old… … .”

“So? Do you hate that when we meet again, I still feel immature? Are you disappointed because it’s not what you imagined for over 30 years?”