I Was Chosen as the Saint’s Husband - Chapter 186
186 – Part 2, Episode 15, The cat in the historical archives meows and cries.
Near the end of the armor’s public availability.
All the people who had come to watch had left and came to look for the empty and lonely armor.
My armor sparkles because it was polished well.
The previous owner had never been able to clean it because it was used so harshly, but I feel fortunate that the people taking care of it now seem to be working hard to clean it.
“I’d like to touch it… but that would be too senseless, right?”
Because I am no longer the owner of this guy.
I don’t remember, but if I left it in the forest and left it, wouldn’t it be the same as throwing it away?
“ha…”
“What are you doing here?”
As I placed my hands on the bottom of the display stand and sighed, I heard a voice coming from behind.
When I looked back, I saw Vias standing there, looking at me and eating beef jerky.
Yongyong and Perry were in his arms.
“bruise!”
“Kyuung?”
As soon as I open my arms, they run over and hug me.
I hugged him tightly, buried my face, and enjoyed the soft scent.
“I came here to look at the armor… I’d rather ask you a question? What are you doing here?”
“I was walking with the two of you hugging each other and then I saw you and came over.”
Apparently, after seeing Perry and Yongyong walking around, he picked them up and brought them here.
In the case of Vias, you can touch it without any worries because you are allowed to touch it.
“My babies. Did you miss them a lot? Uchulchwi.”
“Anyway… I didn’t know that they would even take away my Seongyong…”
“You’re Yongyong now, right? Yongyong?”
“Kyaung!”
It may have been your spirit before, but now it is mine.
That is an immutable law that never changes.
“bruise!!”
“What’s wrong? Oh, is it because of this armor?”
“Woof! Woof!”
Why is he like this all of a sudden?
You’re dumbfounded when you see clean armor with nothing on it.
Since it was abandoned 3,000 years ago, there is no way the scent of its past life has been left behind.
However, there’s no way it has anything in it that Perry doesn’t like.
Just in case, I lifted Perry up with both hands and held him out in front of the armor.
Sure enough, Perry keeps making a fuss.
A baby puppy can bark so loudly.
Of course, our ferry.
“I think it’s best to stop. Perry doesn’t like it.”
“Sweet… Why are you doing this?”
I moved slightly away from the armor and hugged Perry to my chest.
This time, our dog was rolling around in my arms, panting differently than before.
“Do you understand?”
“Actually, I should say that I was a little uncomfortable with this armor a while ago… I feel like it’s a red flag overall.”
I asked with the intention of asking if he knew anything.
However, Vias said he didn’t know, turned his head and went on his way.
Tsk… Anyway, nothing has changed since that guy told me.
That’s why I can’t help but wonder how much the goddess took care of him…
After watching Vias return, I sat down on a chair and looked at the sunset or the armor, or sat down and organized things in my head for a moment.
Perry reacts, but Yongyong doesn’t… As expected, when I was handling that armor, it seems that I didn’t act together with the Great Sage.
I wouldn’t have moved alone.
There is a high possibility that he went out to visit somewhere for a while.
“Useup…what on earth…”
“Your Majesty, it’s time to go home.”
As I was thinking about this in my head, the Holy Knights who were guarding me spoke to me.
“Huh? Already?”
I don’t think it’s been even 30 minutes since I got here.
I looked at the watch on my wrist just in case, and it was already early evening.
The sunset that filled the sky was clearly gone.
The night sky is twinkling with the moon and stars.
“bruise!”
“Kyuunung.”
“Okay, okay, let’s go home soon.”
I feel a bit sad about something.
The next time we meet will be in a year.
Even though it was a piece of armor that I had thrown away, strangely enough, the memories were fresh and good.
***
In the end, no major accidents occurred during the Jinwang ancestral rites held at the Jinwang Shrine.
One worker who was preparing fell from a high place and broke his leg, but he recovered quickly with recovery magic, so everything went smoothly.
And a week later.
The quarantine period for Stella and I was over, so we started going to work at the church headquarters again.
Anyway, starting from a week later, I will be taking another month off.
Let’s work hard and enjoy the rest.
“Let’s see… today’s class is…”
When I came back to check the class schedule a week later, it did not list the usual classes, but something different.
For a moment, I thought it was a mistake because we didn’t do this in our time…
“Your Majesty, are you here!”
“Priest?”
“Today is not a class day, but a field trip day. Please leave quickly.”
Apparently, that schedule wasn’t pasted incorrectly.
Moreover, the priest must have been quite busy and came to look for me.
What are our guardian priests doing that didn’t tell me this?
Is this what territoriality is like?
It’s a shame to be subjected to territorial attacks by a self-serving priest…
What is the difference between being excluded from the team just because you took a week off?
Of course, I don’t say it out loud.
He’s not that shy.
“Then, let’s leave. The reserve priests will also be treated as priests when they go out, so please be careful not to act rashly. And the assistant priests, please take care of the reserve priests.”
I stood at the back and started to leave.
From what I heard, it looks like they are going to tour the historical archives located within the church headquarters.
“You idiot, I told you that last time.”
“What? When?”
“Last week!”
Dave whispered to me when I came out late.
Oh, by the way, I did tell you that there was a special activity last week.
No, but this guy wishes he had told me again this morning…
It’s been a week, so even if I forget, I’m not guilty?
Anyone who sees it will think I said it yesterday and forgot.
When do you get in trouble once in a while?…
“Wow… these are prospective priests…”
As I headed toward the historical archives, lower-ranking priests were yawning and walking.
Since the prospective priests did not often encounter each other before becoming official priests, they began to approach this direction with a strange sense of curiosity.
There is a rule that prospective priests cannot speak to official priests.
However, on the other hand, there is no rule that an official priest cannot talk to or talk to a prospective priest.
Obviously, they both have the same status within the church headquarters.
“Senior Dave~ Are you going to suck honey today too?”
And a few people seem to be more interested in Dave than the prospective priests.
It’s probably even more so because I’m leading Dave’s prospective priests.
“Honey is frozen to death… Just mind your own business!”
“Oh my, the territoriality of a mid-level priest is so scary, isn’t it?”
Of course, playing pranks on each other.
Dave also chuckled as he exchanged words, looked ahead, and began to focus on what he had to do again.
Naturally, he bows his head as soon as he sees me.
Although they are the same low-ranking priest, the thin clothes they wear on the outside are different, so they are not distracting.
“And the junior priest is nervous.”
“Why are you nervous?”
This time, 30 of the 150 will remain at the church headquarters, but the rest will not go outside or become priests.
If you keep your mouth shut anyway, you won’t ever see them again, so there’s no need to be nervous.
I think I heard that this is a human being, and that it is inevitable that you become rigid if you think you are among people of higher status than you.
This is especially true because in foreign countries, class systems such as nobility and royalty still remain intact.
As I walked with that thought in mind, I arrived at the historical records museum.
It is convenient to think of this place as something like a museum, where all records of the Hellenic Order are kept.
However, I understand that not everyone can enter.
From noble mtl dot come
Among the believers, only those who had reservations were able to enter.
“Today, after the Jinwang ancestral rites at the church headquarters, we will tour the historical records that have been temporarily opened to prospective priests.”
But why are they suddenly revealing this to prospective priests?
It’s amazing how things are changing little by little.
“Make sure you never talk because there is absolute silence inside.”
Then the priest goes inside first.
We led the prospective priest to go in first and then went inside.
*
“Meow~”
“……”
Even when there was a cat sound, no one said anything.
It was impossible for a prospective priest to speak out there.
The same goes for us, the low-level priests, and Dave, the mid-level priest.
The only thing that could speak on the spot was the cat.
“Nyaooong~”
So… why on earth is there a cat here?
As we looked around the historical archives, we came to the last space and encountered a cat sitting on a glass showcase.
It’s also a baby munchkin cat.
However, the crying voice never cried like a baby.
“……”
Out of curiosity, I went over and grabbed the cat by the neck.
Usually cats are animals that just don’t like being bothered, but this cat sits quietly and cries even when you lift it.
This guy…is a spirit…