Retired Hero Wants To Sleep - Retired Hero Wants To Sleep chapter 148

Mission No.3 Three Priests (2)

10 years have passed.

In the meantime, Shupea, who had really grown up, approached the podium as soon as the catechism class was over.

“Brother Kramer. I really don’t understand this.”

The priest called Kramer made a troubled expression as soon as he saw Shupea’s face.

“The fact that you have to believe in Val Kier to be saved is true. Great. I’ll accept it. But does it make sense that those who cannot come into contact with this fact have no chance of salvation?”

… It’s a start again.

“Sister. So we, the Church of Valkier, must go out into the dark and narrow paths of the world and spread the good news to people. In order to save even one more person.”

“What good news? I don’t know about your parents and siblings who have already died, but the news that if you believe in Valkier even now, you can be saved as much as you? Is that good news?”

Suddenly, Kramer’s face hardened.

“Sister, it seems that you misunderstand salvation and things after death. After death, if you go to heaven, all relationships in this world will disappear.”

“Ugh. You say it as if you’ve been there. What you said doesn’t even appear in the scriptures.”

It was a bit sarcastic, but Kramer couldn’t get angry.

Shupea was really, truly serious, burning with a passion for learning.

He can’t be mad at a student like this.

“That’s not fair. Is it just that he was lucky to hear about Valquier-sama, and the rest of us are unlucky enough to die and fall into hell without even hearing the news?”

“Well, Sister Geresbek. Didn’t you take a lecture on predestination? All of these fates and luck were determined by Lord Valkier.”

“Ah, the theory of predestination?”

Superea pursed his lips.

“Among those who hear the good news, isn’t it completely bullsh*t that those who will return and those who will not return have already been decided?”

A vein swelled in Kramer’s forehead.

“Whether this person will hear and return and be saved, or whether he will not come back with a hard heart, even though Valkier-nim said it was all decided in the first place… It really doesn’t make sense to ask us to go out and deliver the good news unconditionally. Or is this all moving according to the script that Valkier-sama put together?”

“Yes… You can see it.”

Superea narrowed her brows severely.

“What about free will? Everything moves according to the script, but having free will is a contradiction. Or are we to admit that we pre-determined everything we do? What does that have to do with puppet free will? Or is it to trick us into thinking that we have free will?”

Questions poured in.

Kramer couldn’t come up with a sharp answer and only smiled awkwardly.

Instead, a familiar voice came from behind Shupea.

“To be precise, Brother Shupea. The question I am asking now is not a question that no man can answer.”

Shupea, who turned into a bright face, quickly turned back.

“Priest Zabastian!”

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When did he get old so quickly, Peddiem, who was overshadowed by flower old age, took an example from Shupea.

It was only then that Kramer took care of the lecture materials and quickly ran away.

Peddiem, who was looking at Kramer’s back, turned his head to Shupea with a benevolent smile.

“Isn’t that a question for a person?”

“Yes, sister. The question you just asked is a question that humans cannot answer. Humans are humans, not gods.”

“… Then.”

“The moment a human being confirms and answers about the realm of God, you should think that that person wants to become a god. It’s neither theology nor religion, it’s just nonsense.”

“But… , But there must be an answer.”

Peddiem nodded.

“Religion is cowardly. And I’m just a coward. So, I cannot answer your question. You can’t even do it.”

“… Then what kind of answer will you give me?”

“It’s simple.”

Peddiem smiled generously.

“I do not know. If you die later, ask Valkier-sama directly.”

The absurdity disappeared from Shupea’s face.

“… Are you calling that an answer now?”

“Sure. Know what you know don’t know what you don’t know Anything other than that is sinful.”

“But other priests give explanations like you know.”

After his nod, Pe Diem shrugged his shoulders.

“That’s why I don’t give lectures, sister.”

Realizing that for some reason a bitter smile had caught on his lips, Peddiem hurriedly turned around.

“Anyway, the catechesis seems to be interesting.”

“… There are too many contradictions.”

Shupea held the sutra to his chest with a drooping face.

“Contradiction. A lot. That’s a lot.”

Peddiem looked into the distance expressionlessly.

The contradiction she had begun to feel would grow even more from now on.

In that pity, Pe Diem bit her bitter taste.

“But if you try to resolve that contradiction through a person, it will hurt you even more. I’m worried about that, sister.”

“Then why do I have to believe in Valkier-sama even after embracing all the contradictions?”

Pe Diem, who was looking into the distance of her, drew her attention to her with her surprised expression.

“Why do I have to walk this path carrying so many contradictions? That is also me who wants to become a priest.”

“… Sister.”

Have you ever reached this level?

Peddiem smiled helplessly with a feeling of pride, pride, and bitterness.

“Originally, religion is a mass of contradictions.”

That one word stuck in Shupea’s head.

Words I never wanted to hear.

At least the words I didn’t want to hear from this person.

That day, Shupea’s chest was closed.

***

“Sister Geresbek.”

Supea stood tall at the sound of her voice calling her name.

Popping and spitting out the cigarette in her mouth, she turned around with her face full of displeasure.

“Yes, Sister Geresbek. Did you call me?”

Mariella quickly approached Shupea.

“What are you doing walking around these days? And is that a cigarette?”

“Yes yes. It’s a cigarette. There is no verse in the scriptures telling you not to smoke.”

Heat welled up in Mariella’s hot-tempered head. Of course! At the time the sutras were written, there was no such thing as cigarettes!

However, with her superhuman endurance, she lowered her firearm and opened her mouth again and again to her daughter, Shu Pea.

“It would be better not to do anything that does not set an example for others.”

“Is it so?”

Supea put her hands on her waist and put her weight on one of her legs.

“If you look at it like this, if you repent, everyone will be saved. Whether smoking is a sin is another matter.”

“… Sister Geresbek.”

“If you want to get angry, just call me Supera and get angry, Mom. What is that? Mother first, priest first?”

“… Now I have to speak as a priest, so I can’t help it, Sister Geresbek.”

“Sister Geresbeg, Sister Geresbeg.”

Shupea grumbled.

“If you knew that it was a religion that was giving people such a hard time, you wouldn’t have told me in advance, Sister Geresbek. Isn’t it?”

Mariella closed her eyes.

Ten years ago, it seemed as if the meeting of the high priests would be drawn before their eyes.

And she seemed to be able to see the image of her daughter, who was declaring on the spot.

“… That’s what I mean. I don’t even know where things started to go wrong.”

A word from Mariella mixed with self-help.

But that didn’t melt Shupea’s heart.

And Supea was once again estranged from her mother.

“I’ll go first.”

***

“Isn’t that the kind of weather you want to drink?”

Looking up at the clear moon, Peddiem let out a deep sigh.

“The weather won’t be a problem, Brother Javastian.”

Peddiem, who didn’t even look back, poured a drink into his glass.

“Sister must have suffered a lot thanks to your daughter.”

“… I’m really excited, really.”

After spitting out a few expletives, Mariella sat down next to Pe Diem and stretched out her hand.

“Give me a drink.”

“… Suddenly, your old personality comes out?”

“Please give me some.”

Thinking that if she waited longer, she would get hit, so Pe Diem smiled at her and passed her glass to her.

“Not giving?”

“Is there a better snack than a moon that has been blessed like that?”

“… I’m in trouble, very much.”

Realizing that there is no hole for snacks to come out even if you grumble, Mariella drank her glass at once.

Pe Diem immediately clicked her tongue.

“Drink it slowly. This is poison.”

“What should I read? Am I more toxic?”

“… I know that well.”

“Sudden.”

Squeak.

The glass rose again.

And Pe Diem opened her mouth out of nowhere.

“It seemed that the ordination of Speah would be delayed.”

“… I’m not in a situation to be ordained, so what? Is he a bullying priest now?”

“He’s a priest, so what does it matter if he’s a bully or something. Only the doctrine needs to stand properly.”

“Doctrine to him? Brother. Are there only one or two priests who have been victimized by him as doctrine? Isn’t this wrong, isn’t that wrong? They just ask questions that can’t be answered.”

“Yeah, so did you.”

I did too. Pe Diem, who was bringing her glass to her mouth with just that expression, glanced back at Mariella, who opened her axe eye.

“The priests who are ordained without such worries are scary. Supera will be fine.”

“… If you don’t like it, I’ll beat you up and leave.”

Mariella said so.

However, Peddiem seemed to have a slightly different idea.

“He won’t go out on his feet. They’re not the ones who will just watch for him to get out.”

“… Guys?”

Pe Diem nodded her head.

“Old men of the Senate.”

Senate?

Having emptied her glass in one breath, Pe Diem put her glass down with an uneasy expression.

“It looks like you’re trying to teach Shupea the highest level of divine power.”

“… What?”

Why do you drink so much Pe Diem frowned and turned his head away.

“It looks like these crazy people are artificially producing ‘Holy Song’.”

Mariella’s body stiffened.

Are you going to artificially make the chant appear from the priest?

It was nonsense.

“You don’t know what will happen to the kid, but you’re going to do it?”

“… I don’t know what will happen, so it looks like I’m going to proceed.”

Peddiem uttered another word as he filled his glass with alcohol.

“City X guys.”

“That’s right, you f*cking bastards.”

Mariella’s glass was also filled with alcohol.

“Is Joren leading?”

“Of course he is Joren. That old man must have something he wants to see before he dies.”

“… Driving me crazy. Then, I’m saying I’ll do it as soon as the Senate dispatch is over.”

Pe Diem nodded his head.

“Because the war with the Kurs is getting longer. I’ll be back even if it’s because of the personnel change. And when you come back…”

We will experiment with the artificial expression of chants using Supera.

The fact that they couldn’t decide whether it was dangerous or not was a factor of anxiety for the two of them.

But Pe Diem opened his mouth, emptying his drink cleanly.

“In that case, I will take Shupea and run away.”

“… What?”

I can’t even count how many drinks I’ve had in one go, but again Pe Diem squirts his drink right down his throat.

“Supea. You are his daughter.”

At once, Mariella’s face hardened.

However, she nodded her head and looked up at the moon that was always clear.

“You knew.”

“Hey. Then you should know How can you not know?”

With fine wrinkles forming on the corners of his mouth, Peddiem grinned.

“Well, if I do well, I might run away with you today…”

“A messenger! A messenger has arrived!”

Someone rushed to the entrance of the temple and shouted urgently.

Peddiem and Mariella, who were sitting on a bench, noticed a sweaty soldier shouting like that as he entered the temple.

Priests who are committed to the battlefield.

And a soldier covered in sweat.

Sensing that something had happened, the two ran after the soldier.

The soldier’s destination is near the entrance of the Great Hall. It was toward Priest Joren Schultz, who was sitting in a small chair.

Joren, who had been dozing off in his chair, woke up to the noise.

As soon as the soldier checked Joren’s face, he got down on one knee.

“I’m sorry. An urgent message has arrived from the Eastern Front.”

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Joren, who was in a light sleep, stood up from his seat.

“What are you doing? What’s the matter?”

“There was a great battle on the front. It is understood that the allies who failed to overcome the Kur tribe’s raid were helpless. However…”

The soldier bowed his head with a grievous expression.

“The southern camp behind the Imperial Army has been devastated.”

“… How much damage I will talk about sending the priests directly to the southern camp.”

Despite Joren’s soft tone, the soldier’s expression did not lighten.

Rather, the soldier clenched his fists, baring his teeth.

“The priests were in the southern camp in the rear.”

Joren’s body stiffened.

“The priesthood and rear support units have been annihilated.”

“Me, annihilation?”

Joren’s body staggered.

“Well, in that case, Hovni and Bainuhabs too…”

Peddiem’s ​​face contorted at once.

Joren Schultz’s two sons, Hobni Schultz and Vainuhabs Schultz, are on the battlefield.

And the soldier slowly moved his lips.

“All the priests sent have died.”

A sharp pain hit Joren.

Joren, who grabbed the back of his neck for an instant, fell backwards on the spot.

“Brother Schultz!”

Peddiem jumped at Joren as he fell at a dangerous angle. But before he could arrive, the back of Joren’s head slashed the temple threshold.

There was a terrifying sound of something breaking.

“Priest!”

“Brother Schultz!”

Peddiem, who grabbed Joren’s body, immediately focused his holy power on his entire body.

“Heal me!”

Pe Diem closed his eyes and uttered words of healing.

But Pe Diem said he felt something was wrong.

His divine power did not move.

‘What?’

“My lord Valkier! Heal me!”

Same.

Not even a drop of divine power moved.

Embarrassed, Pe Diem turned his head to look at Mariella. At that moment, Mariella spread her hand toward Joren’s body, unleashing her divine power.

“Heal me!”

Mariella’s divine power was scattered in the air.

Mariela turned her pale face to Pe Diem, seeing the phenomenon for the first time in her life.

Peddiem also raised the divine power several times.

However, none of the divine power reached Joren.

In an instant, countless priests gathered around Joren, each radiating divine power of healing.

And Joren

“… Oh my god.”

He died buried in the immeasurably powerful divine power of healing.

***

“… Haven’t any of the people who tried to experiment with the artificial manifestation of chants survived?”

Mariella nodded her head.

She said, “Since even Priest Schultz, who didn’t go to the army, is dead. My brother and I are the only ones who know about it.”

Peddiem sighed as the ground collapsed.

“What the hell is this?”

“My life and death are…”

Mariella, who sat down with her Parisian expression on her face, spoke behind her back.

“It depends on the will of the Valkier.”

And Peddiem took her word for it.

“… Whether I live or die.”

“… I will follow him.”

The two priests swallowed bitter saliva and faced the sun rising into the eastern sky.

After Joren passed away, the two of them, who had had to deal with work without a chance to catch their breath, looked straight at the sun with strange expressions on their faces.

“What will happen to Shupea?”

“… That’s what the person above will take care of.”

Pe Diem robbed her seat and stood up.

To Mariela, who was staring at her like that, Peddiem gave a troubled smile.

“We are messengers of God.”

***

“Congratulations on your ordination as a priest, Sister Geresbek.”

“… Thank you, Sister Geresbek.”

Although she was ordained, Shupea was not as happy as this.

No, his shoulders got heavier.

The fact that he was ordained the youngest priest after the Order of Val Kier was created did not inspire Shu Pea at all.

He’s just been ordained a priest. It was nothing more and nothing less.

Another boring day begins, and soon it will end.

But since he is ordained, he can hear confession.

For Shupea, that was all that had changed.

In order to turn away from the contradictions and oppression accumulated inside her, Shupeaa decided to live a boring life in her reality.

But what cannot be avoided is confession.

It’s a confession.

Suddenly, the day was over.

Shupea obligingly moved to the penance room.

Where is the grave without a story?

When their story was over, Shupea, who unconsciously burned their sins by making the sign of the cross, had to fall into a strange feeling.

Weird.

And again, it’s strange.

Again the day was bright, and soon it was setting.

How many days have passed like that? Shupea felt a sense of shame as she entered her penance room.

This is not what he wants.

She also wondered how a priest could live his life.

But this is not it.

And someone came across the other side of her penitentiary room.

“I beg your pardon.”

It’s a familiar voice.

This is the man who has already visited Supea for the second time.

It is also the person who came to ask for forgiveness for cheating on her.

Annoyance welled up.

Same story. Same sin.

Supea, who kept the story in her heart and piled it up, silently accepted her man’s confession as she approached the end.

“Oh yeah? Okay.”

“This sinner begs forgiveness from Lord Valkier.”

But at that moment, like an auditory hallucination, Shupea’s heart vibrated.

[Move as your heart takes you.]

Did you hear me wrong?

“The grace of the merciful Valkier…”

The voice of the man who was confessing could not be heard properly.

But it was clear that her heart was beating.

I must have heard it wrong.

She shook her head quickly.

Did I hear it wrong?

Supea took a deep breath.

Her heart started beating faster.

Her voice was no longer heard.

‘As my heart goes.’

It was the first feeling.

However, a sense of release from the release of something that was holding her tightly to her chest enveloped her whole body.

Supea blinked her eyes.

The corners of her lips curled up.

And Shupea opened her mouth to the person who came to confess her.

“Then let’s pray together.”

“Yes, priest.”

And on her face,

“Valquier, who is full of love and is in the high sky. Hi go oh oh.”

A smile that could not find a single worry bloomed brightly.

“Save this bastard.”