The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire - The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire chapter 233

233 – A Song for the Burned Ashes (4)

”I never thought that someone as precious as you would personally come to such a shabby place! Haha! I’m so honored I don’t know what to do!”

In the woman’s cries, which were fiercely squeezed through her cracked throat, her bitter sorrow and hatred pooled like blood.

”Why aren’t you answering? It’s me! Lisa! I suffered so much at the monastery, away from my sister’s eyes her! Have you really forgotten everything? Otherwise! As a noble saint chosen by God, I don’t want to talk to outcasts like us! What does that mean? What a pity!”

The woman’s wailing her, which was almost like a soulful scream, continued for a while.

She was the only one who brought out her her feelings her out loud.

The group of other saint candidates who formed a circle around me were even bigger than her. It was clear that she was harboring no less bitter feelings.

However, even in the midst of this wave of murderous intent that penetrated directly into her skin, the attitude of the saint who was her party was just as calm as a calm lake.

Is that all there is?

The saintess was busy tracing the large scars around my cheek with her fingertips, and it seemed as if she had no regard for their sanctification of her.

”I got hurt here too. Here too. Also here. Here too.”

”Seo, saintess. Now is not the time to be like this…”

From time to time, I tried to distract the saint, but it was no use.

In fact, I had realized it implicitly through past experiences.

When the saintess looks like this, no matter what anyone says, it is of no use.

Rubellite-colored eyes that feel like your soul will be sucked in if you touch them with your fingertips.

If it were a life with warmth from its mysterious colors, she could not find any sparkle that it should have.

It was just cloudy and dark.

Even I, who has made eye contact with her dozens, hundreds, and thousands of times, cannot guess what kind of emotions are stirring within her.

”Then let me remind you! Who am I! No! Who we are!”

Boom!

One arm of the woman raised high in the sky suddenly split the air.

It was right after that.

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The two unfamiliar figures above my head announced the start of the fight.

”Kyahaha! A saint! She’s a saint! Kill! I will kill you! Get out of the way! Chic! Pie comes first!”

”No. The saint is killed by the chic. And that bad liar too. I kill.”

Their true identities were two saint candidates who overpowered me and detained me as soon as I was isolated in the dungeon.

The one who called herself Pai had a cheerful smile on her face and was trying to swing a hammer the size of her body towards the saint.

The girl who called herself chic had a distorted expression of betrayal, and she was aiming her sword at me, not the saint.

It seemed like he was quite disgusted with me for bullying him with a wicked trick.

A whitish sense of guilt passed through my thoughts for a moment, but that fleeting feeling was helplessly pushed away by the sense of crisis that was transmitted directly to the skin.

”─!”

Faaah!

The big team that was holding back the hero quickly stood between them and me.

”Wow!”

Thanks to this, the hero who was being held by Big Team ended up falling straight to the floor.

As the party’s vanguard, Big Tim instinctively threw his body into action, but could not find the strength to pay attention to the state of Nui, who was rolling around on the floor ungainly.

Big Team’s desire to protect me and the saint was admirable enough.

Thinking about the aftermath that would soon befall him, I suddenly felt disturbed.

However, it is truly unfortunate that the Big Team’s quick response was in fact meaningless and had no nutritional value.

Kwaang!

Just before their attack was blocked by Big Team’s shield.

The two chains of her her chain her her her rose from the saint’s feet her her her, nimbly rising like a snake that had captured her her prey her her.

Kwasik! Kwazijic!

Because I had received some of her power from the saint and had dealt with it several times.

I was able to realize, not through reason, but through instinct, how outrageous the holy power contained within those chains was.

The last miracle I saw of the saint in my memory was such a perfect movement that it felt like it was immature and clumsy.

By the time the chain moved once, the situation was already over.

When the chain moved twice, the surrounding air, which had been heated by fierce murder, had cooled down, as if a shower had fallen.

”Big… Wow…!”

”·····”

Both of them were hanging in the air with their abdomen pierced.

The only one who let out a moan was a girl named Han Pie.

The girl named Ksi was limp and had already lost consciousness.

”What…!”

The woman’s eyebrows, which had been raised proudly, trembled violently.

The same was true for the candidates for sainthood who were watching us from all directions.

They looked like they were going to jump at us at any moment, but suddenly stopped like frogs facing their natural enemy.

Among them, there are those who take a step back without even realizing it. There were some people whose legs lost strength and fell down in place.

And the beautiful children’s songs of those women.

Wow! Kwasik! Patter!

The two people who had been pierced by the saint’s chains spilled blood everywhere, and from the moment they fell to the floor, they were transformed into a clear sense of fear.

Mate!

”Huh!”

”Huh?”

Suddenly, the two people opened their eyes wide, like people who had just woken up from a nightmare.

It was an unbelievable sight to see them, whose bodies had been pierced by the saint just moments ago and reduced to cold pieces of meat, standing tall with their arms and legs still intact.

I’m so shocked that I can’t even close my mouth, but the girls involved must be appalled.

From the frightened expressions of the women, who were sweating profusely, there was a bloody smell in the air that made it difficult to fathom the extent of her progress.

”Go. There is no next time.”

The two people’s whole bodies trembled like lanterns in the wind at the words the saintess uttered briefly.

I couldn’t even guess what on earth had happened.

Did the group hallucinate?

No. The series of scenes were too vivid to be considered mere hallucinations.

It was a clear reality.

They ended their lives once and were immediately revived.

By the hand of the saint.

”What are you all doing now—!!!”

At that moment, time, which had been frozen by the woman’s tearful shout

”Our enemy! Hasn’t the source of this hateful hatred shown itself here and now? Ruler! Remember! The pain of that day! Scream! The despair of the past engraved deep in my soul! And keep in mind! There’s nothing left for us! The author took it all away!”

Then, thanks to the call, the other saint candidates who had been frozen in place like mannequins also began to bring out their sacred powers.

”Yes, yes, that’s right! A saint! Hate! Kill the saint!”

”It hurt… It was painful… Because of the saint… Okay! It’s all because of the saint…!”

”I’ll get it back! Mom and Dad! Everything that was taken from us!”

Damn it! Damn it!

They gathered together their intentions with earnest wishes and sharply sharpened their murderous intent, which had become blunt due to fear.

Like a ghoul crawling up from the grave.

The number of other warriors from the previous generation squeezing up the ground at the feet of the candidates for sainthood clearly showed how great the longing they had been.

Grinning.

Immediately after the already extreme power gap widened dizzyingly again, a woman with a crazy smile looked down at us with confidence.

It seemed like she was confident of their victory

Her thoughts seemed reasonable at first glance.

A hero’s call, the highest miracle of a saint.

Considering the capabilities of the former warriors summoned with that power, it would not be an exaggeration to say that we are now surrounded by dozens of warriors.

”·····!”

Even Big Tim, who rarely shows his emotions to the public, could not hide his embarrassment this time.

The only one who maintained his composure even in this situation was the warrior, who was busy moving his eyes and quickly checking the number of people.

But why?

Even though I was embarrassed by this situation, I didn’t feel afraid.

And it didn’t take long for that vague feeling to turn into certainty.

”Sit down.”

Kugung─!

As soon as the saintess carelessly touched her lips, all of the warriors present at this place fell to their knees in unison.

The unerring movements reminded me of a famous knight who faithfully followed his master’s orders.

”Huh…?”

Suddenly, the woman let out a vain breath, but the group of other saint candidates could not even let out such a faint sigh.

”Hmph.”

The warrior let out a dissatisfied snort and put the sword he had taken out into its sheath his.

Although there was a hint of disapproval in the air, it seemed like the warrior already knew the truth.

The moment the saint appeared here, the situation was already completely tilted towards us.

Sigh.

The saint’s hand gently caressed my cheek, moved through the air for a moment, and then pointed somewhere.

”I will kill you.”

With a declaration of death without the slightest hint of mercy or pity.