I Was Chosen as the Saint’s Husband - Chapter 152
152 – Intermediate Priest
Some time has passed since Brother Asut was released from prison.
I’m so glad that what I initially wondered would happen was resolved well.
If she hadn’t made up her mind and acted then, Stella would still not have been able to smile.
As soon as Brother Asut was released, Stella headed to the basement.
When I saw the adjutant removing the handcuffs, I ran over and hugged Brother Asut.
“Well…your lord, people can see it.”
“Brother! You’re not hurt anywhere, right?”
“I’m fine, but my husband and mom next to me seem to be on the verge of fainting.”
“Seo… Seobang!!”
Even though he was my brother, my stomach was so twisted that I almost died because I was hugging another man.
Somehow, I was able to endure it because Stella healed me mentally.
Anyway, a lot of things have happened since then, but they haven’t been very pleasant.
Two cardinals have resigned, and elections are scheduled to be held this week to fill the vacant positions.
Even though it is an election, the only people who have the right to vote are the superior priests, the high priests, the remaining cardinals, the pope, the saint and me.
Even if we try, it can be said that there are less than 30 people.
For reference, it is said that there are 5 people applying for this cardinal position.
Then, there would be a lot of cases where there would be a tie, so I wondered how to handle it, and they said that voting would proceed until there was no tie.
Even at the meeting of cardinals, a bill cannot be passed unless there is unanimous agreement…
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Of course, before a new cardinal is elected and the council of cardinals changes.
Changes have occurred to us too.
It’s already been a year and two months since I served as a low-level priest…
To my tears, our rider was promoted to intermediate priest.
It cannot be denied that it is still the lowest level position, but
Still, isn’t that a promotion?
How could I not be happy because I got promoted for the first time in my life?
All of our classmates are smiling brightly and gathered together in one place, chatting with great anticipation.
“Ha…promotion…finally promotion…”
“When will a day this happy come again?”
As I am talking with my classmates after a long time, memories of the time when I lived in the dormitory come to mind.
The memory of drinking a glass of wine with friends in the dormitory’s lounge on an evening after finishing all the work…
“Hey! That’s it, get wet! On a happy day like this, you should drink a lot!”
From noble mtl dot come
“Listen! Pour! Drink!”
Memories are shit.
They had been together for a few minutes and took out a bottle of wine to start drinking.
However, it was impossible for those guys to have a drinking party.
Because our jockey’s women snatched his wine bottle and slammed their fists into his head.
“Drinking alcohol in front of minors? Tsk tsk… Ugly things.”
“Where is the minor? Give it to me!”
“Look closely at them. How old are they?”
The people she pointed to were me and Etheria.
Well, Etheria is now 16 years old, and I am 19 years old.
Since the Church of Christ requires adults from the age of 20, Etheria and I are still minors.
“I know about Etheria, but not this guy, Ervin.”
“This b*stard even drank with us?”
“You idiots. How many times do I have to say this for you to understand? It’s not Ervin, it’s your wife’s mom.”
“What can you say? My classmates are gathering together and drinking, so what if it’s my husband and my mom?”
“….It’s not a place to drink…”
The guys, who looked at the mood of the female classmate that was about to explode at any moment, pushed the wine bottle and cup to the bottom.
Do you enjoy taking a risky ride?
“Whew… Anyway, thank you all for coming together today.”
“Thank you. I know you are having the most trouble.”
“Thank you, Elvin.”
The name of the female classmate standing in front is Janice.
He is the oldest and most sincere priest among our riders.
Did you say you’re 25 years old this year?
She is truly like an older sister and someone I can rely on a lot.
“Tomorrow is the day we finally get promoted to intermediate priest, right?”
“yes.”
“at las…”
Even if each person said a word, there were 50 classmates, so 50 words were said.
Of course, a few people who could sense the atmosphere did not respond, but many of my classmates still chimed in.
“Ugh… I wonder if it’s really okay for our younger brothers to become mid-level priests…”
“What do you mean!”
“We worked hard too!”
Actually, I have similar thoughts.
If you are a mid-level priest, you are the one who must lead many lower-level priests.
In terms of martial arts, it feels like being a 3rd generation disciple, then becoming a 2nd generation disciple, and then going from being executed to being sentenced to death or an accident.
Therefore, you need to have a higher salary and a greater sense of responsibility than you do now.
….But is it possible for our classmates?
To be honest, I’m a little worried.
“Okay…if I tell you, I can’t stop you from becoming mid-level priests.”
“So what’s the point!”
“Is this something you shouldn’t say while drinking?”
That damn drinking habit…
Didn’t you hear me tell you to restrain yourself in front of minors?
“Ugh, that’s it. What can I say to you? Just have a conversation…”
“Really? Then bring out the alcohol?”
“Listen! Pour! Drink!”
Zenith sighed and gave up.
Even if it’s just me, I don’t have the confidence to lead those guys, so is there any way for Zenith to do it?
I offered the cool water to Zenith, who sighed and sat down.
“thank you.”
“Thank you for having a glass of water.”
I gulped down the cold water and put the empty cup down on the table.
It seemed a little refreshing.
“Don’t act rashly. As a mid-level priest, make sure you can’t say a single word to set an example for the lower-level priests.”
“Haha…they’ve always been like that, right?”
For your information, it is Dave who is saying strange things like pour the drink, listen, and drink.
Because his wife, Eri, is not around, he is acting like a colt with no reins.
How could Janice, the eldest sister among the riders, not sigh when she saw such a scene?
“Tell Eri later.”
“Is that so?”
Only then does Zenith show a smile instead of a sigh.
Then he stroked the head of Etheria, who was sitting in front of him.
“Our youngest, are you doing well?”
“Yes. Don’t worry, I’m doing well.”
“Well, Ervin won’t ask you to do anything difficult, but…”
“I won’t order it.”
Wouldn’t it be more difficult to ask Etheria to do difficult tasks?
There is no reason to do it because you will only end up getting hurt.
And even if it is a difficult task for a priest to serve, you can run to deliver a letter or
The only thing I can do is send a message to my father-in-law?
“Whew…Elvin didn’t touch it or anything.”
“…what does that mean…”
“No… well, since we live in the same house… I thought that might not be the case.”
“I’m going.”
“Ah…okay!! It’s just a joke, Elvin!”
Zenith, who is honest and kind, also plays pranks on me once in a while.
Like this joke now.
Maybe it’s because the world is free of s*xual concepts, but people often pull pranks like this.
Also, isn’t polygamy common in a patriarchal world?
“Elvin, I know you’re a fool who only cares about being a saint.”
“Hmm… that’s my pride too.”
Who am I?
This is a lover who was dragged from another world and survives with only love!
“You got into a big accident this time because of that love, right?”
“It wasn’t an accident! I just acted within my authority.”
“…Is it within the authority of a low-ranking priest to issue orders to the general knight commander as an acting saint?”
The person who spoke was not Zenith, but Etheria, who was drinking orange juice next to her.
If Zenith had said that, Etheria almost fainted a little when she said that.
“Because of that, two cardinals resigned, so you could say it was a huge accident.”
“Well, those two had no choice but to leave.”
The two cardinals who resigned this time crossed a line.
By citing past precedents to innocent people, somehow making them admit their guilt and dismissing them from their jobs.
Do you think the action of imposing a prison sentence is fair?
In a way, he was the first villain I met when I came to this world.
Stella also had feelings for those two people, so she told them to apologize to Brother Asut.
The two ultimately refused.
Are you curious how Stella reacted?
Honestly, even thinking about it now, I’m extremely embarrassed.
I was so angry that I threatened to excommunicate him immediately, but they managed to stop him and ended up voluntarily resigning.
If it weren’t for that, there might have been a real bloody storm.
“But how long will Ervin continue to work as a priest?”
“Well? I’m going to give it a try while I can.”
Now that my identity is certain, my status as a priest is no longer necessary.
The reason I was a low-level priest was because I needed a status when I had just arrived in this world.
But other people don’t know that I am a warrior.
Therefore, the question is why the saint’s husband is still working as a priest.
“To be honest, the pillar room is a bit like that, isn’t it?”
“Pillar West? What is that?”
“So…a man who lives off his wife’s money without working himself?”
“People like that are common, right? If the wife doesn’t make enough money to feed the family, wouldn’t it be even more strange for the husband to work when he’s as good as a saint?”
“…….okay?”
Anyway, this world is far from my common sense.
If a wife makes good money, the husband doesn’t have to work.
…No, isn’t the opposite also true?
Then it’s not much different from Korea, right?
However, the pillar room is a bit…