I Became a Fake Priest the Saintess Is Obsessed With - I Became a Fake Priest the Saintess Is Obsessed With chapter 53

53 – The rose finally smiled.

Lesia opens her eyes and sees a clown standing behind her.

Pierre, who had let his guard down because he thought everyone was asleep, did not sense Lecia’s presence.

Lesia grabs her sword.

And then they rushed in like a gust of wind and took him by surprise.

“Ugh…! What…”

Unfortunately, we were not able to deal with Pierre all at once.

Pierre sensed Lesia the moment she approached him, and strangely turned her body to avoid her sword.

However, he was unable to dodge it completely, and his side was cut badly, causing blood to flow.

Pierre clutched his side, where blood was pouring out.

“Are you awake already?! Your nightmare won’t be easy to escape…!”

“It was easy.”

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Lesia spat out the blood that had collected in her mouth.

She was biting her own tongue before Pierre used her shadow.

And just before she fell asleep, she chewed her tongue and forced herself out of the dream.

Lecia didn’t know if she would wake up from the dream because of her pain, so it was half a gamble, but she succeeded in the gamble and escaped from the dream.

“I never dreamed you’d escape that way…! But you won’t be able to catch me!”

Pierre hurriedly unfolded the mystery.

The space in front of him is torn, and a dark space pops out.

It is the mystery of space that Pierre deals with.

Pierre enters a dark space and can escape anywhere.

He hurriedly tore through the space and entered the darkness in order to escape at once.

But the moment he stepped into the darkness, shards of broken glass flew out and cut down Sinbi, the source of darkness.

“What…!”

Pierre hurriedly looked in the direction from which the glass shards flew.

“Do you think I will easily let go of my 20,000 PP…!”

There Ivan was wiping the blood from his hands and looking at Pierre.

Ivan was dreaming the moment he fell into the shadows, but in barely a split second he woke up.

“What on earth did you do?! You cut down Sinbi!”

Ivan snorted.

“You’re not going to tell me?”

“Such shameless…!”

Ivan eliminated Pierre’s mystery with the information he had gathered so far.

His ability, Shadow, is vulnerable to light and can be destroyed even by the weak light of a candle.

And darkness arose under Pierre’s feet, where there was no light.

Ivan noticed this and threw a glass shard to reflect the light from the spotlight coming down from above and eliminate the darkness.

‘Ah… ! What a waste of a flask… ! More than that, my hands are so sore!’

Of course, there was nothing nearby that would cause light reflection, so I broke the flask in my bag and turned it into glass pieces.

He must have broken the flask a little too hard, and pieces of the flask flew out and hurt his hand.

“Did you say I wouldn’t be able to catch you easily? Then you wouldn’t be able to escape easily either.”

Lesia gathers her magical and holy power into the sword she holds.

The two forces coming together are so powerful that the surrounding air flow is sucked into her sword.

“Kick…Kick…! You’re in such a tight spot…!”

Pierre broke into a cold sweat when he saw the power contained in Lecia’s sword.

“Rest assured. If you don’t die, I’ll at least give you first aid.”

Ivan searched his bag and took out a bandage.

You can use absolute treatment, but… Since I didn’t want to be in pain, I tried to roughly cover him with a bandage.

“You’re so sweet! But don’t worry! I, Pierre, have never ruined a performance in a crisis!”

Feer gathers all the magic and mystery he can handle.

Then the darkness on the floor shakes, and the circus tent trembles as if it will collapse.

Great mystery and darkness gathered in Pierre’s hands.

He compresses his two powers and shoots them forward.

“Echoing madness and chaos!!!”

Tens of thousands of different types of monsters appear in the darkness.

Goblin, Ratman, Slime, Charybdis, etc…

Thousands of monsters run screaming at the same time.

“The moon rising over the pole.”

Lesia also does not back down and releases her power.

A dreary energy rushes in, and the cold moon rises behind her, lighting up the darkness.

Bam!!!

Soon the released forces collided, and a battle of power began to see who would be defeated.

Winning and losing in a tense power struggle is surprisingly quickly decided.

“……!”

Pierre’s darkness was a little more powerful than Lesia’s moonlight.

The darkness pushes away the moonlight little by little.

“Giggle! This is my stage, Miss Lesia! I stand on the stage…! I’m a hundred times stronger than you!”

Lesia’s power is much higher.

However, the surrounding environment and elements only take Pierre’s side, so a power struggle does not take place.

Lesia saw her own sword being blown away by her darkness, and felt her defeat.

“Don’t give up!”

“I and the wise man will help you, young woman!”

If the magicians from the Magic Tower had not added their strength.

The wizards woke up from their dreams due to the continuing vibrations, gathered their magic power, and used magic at the level of great magic to help Lesia.

When the powers of the three combined, the power struggle became completely tense, with no one having the upper hand.

“Ugh…! 1 Vs 3 is cowardly!!!”

“Sorry, it’s 4 to 1.”

It was Ivan who broke the balance of the power struggle.

He used his holy power and magical power exceeding 8 and shared it with Lesia.

Lesia remembers.

When I was a child waiting for death alone, I wonder who was the benefactor who reached out to me.

Lesia wants to know.

Why does the benefactor smile and sacrifice himself even in despair?

Lesia is grateful.

I am very grateful to my benefactor who taught me how to trust someone and how to decide where to return.

Lesia believed in the power of her benefactor flowing into her, and poured out her emotions and threw them into the darkness.

“……!”

Pierre was taken aback by the suddenly stronger power of the moonlight.

That power is quickly dispelling Pierre’s darkness and rushing towards him.

Bam!!!

In the end, the darkness that has been completely driven out is broken by the moonlight and disappears.

“You won…”

Lesia and his companions, who used excessive force, fell down on the spot.

Except me.

“Everyone looks exhausted.”

“Of course… Sage and I created the great magic, Frost Storm, just the two of us, but we got tired…”

“No matter how much I am, it’s hard to come up with a great magic formula in 30 seconds…”

“It’s my first time using my holy power like this… I’m sorry.”

“I have nothing to apologize for…”

I scratched the back of my head.

“I’m the one who is the most sane, so I’ll take care of everything, so you guys can rest.”

“Thank you, young man…”

I left behind the dying companions and moved to check on Pierre’s condition.

He would have been hit directly by that intense force, so there was no way he would be okay.

‘I guess he didn’t die… ‘

In the worst case scenario, he could have died, but I prayed that Pierre would have somehow survived.

“Huh? Where is it?”

However, even though I searched the surroundings, I could not see Pierre.

When I was worried that he might have disappeared from this world without even leaving a physical form, I felt the mysterious power he was dealing with.

And then, intuitively, I realized that he had run away.

The darkness he emitted at the end was also a path leading to a dark space.

Following the blood stains and mysterious traces, I was convinced that he had run away.

[Main Quest: Clearing out clowns has been completed.]

[Reward: Significantly increases the possibility of appointing a high-ranking priest, 20,000 PP, and obtains re-blooming emotions]

Even if Pierre ran away, the quest was completed.

At the moment when I was dumbfounded, a sword fell from the sky onto my hand.

The size and shape of the scabbard, decorated with a blue rose in the middle, were very familiar to the eye.

I quickly pulled out the sword and realized who it was for.

A beautiful blade that is pure white but has a subtle light blue color, and has a shape reminiscent of a huge cross.

It was the Zweihender that Lesia usually used.

“Why haven’t you given me my stuff since last time…?”

I sighed and returned to the person who would fit the item.

It went to Lesia, who suited the design and shape better than anyone else.

“Have you dealt with Pierre? Priest.”

“No. It looks like he ran away before being hit. And please take this.”

I handed the sword I was holding to Lesia.

“This is…”

“It’s a gift. I think the sword is already worn out, so please accept it.”

Lesia looked at her sword blankly and held it preciously in her arms.

“…Thank you.”

At that moment, Lesia had a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

This was unusual for a woman who usually did not show her emotions.

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I was happy to see her and smiled at her.

“It’s nice to see you smiling.”

“Is that so?”

At my words, Lesia curved the corners of her mouth and eyes like a crescent moon.

The already beautiful face, combined with the moonlight smile, is so beautiful that it cannot be expressed in words.

“Then I will smile more often. Believe in myself and be positive…For you, Ivan.”

I was very embarrassed.

I never thought she would remember what she said when she was young…

I was so embarrassed that I couldn’t say anything and could only smile.

Lesia comes to mind.

Smile, believe, and be positive.

It was a wound left on Lesia by someone like her enemy, and at the same time, it was something her benefactor said.

At first she couldn’t believe it.

She even laughed at her opinion that the world can change just by smiling.

But now I think I know the power of laughter.

By affirming herself with her laughter, she was able to believe in herself and her benefactors.

Realizing that, Lesia was still awkward, but she was able to smile.