The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire - The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire chapter 236

236 – A Song for the Burned Ashes (7)

Whisk.

As the tension that had reached its peak disappeared, the strength that had been supporting my body was completely pulled out.

Thanks to the saintess’s sharing of her holy power, her her tattered body her her she was completely restored, but mental fatigue was a separate issue.

”Wow…”

I think I can fully understand the feeling of a deflated balloon now.

He suddenly sat down on the floor and was spitting out bullets for a while. Suddenly such random thoughts passed through her mind.

”Father! Are you okay?”

The warrior’s pensive face slowly filled my tired vision.

You must be quite tired yourself.

As soon as the situation was over, the figure that rushed towards me seemed innocent at first glance, if it weren’t for the tattered clothes.

”Do not worry. It’s just that my back has loosened up a bit. Rather, are you okay, hero?”

”Yes! I am okay! In fact, I can walk around the city while standing on my head right now!”

”Don’t do that…”

Even words that could be passed off as a joke if said by someone else, you never know when they come out of the mouth of a warrior.

It was impossible to let down one’s guard.

”How about the big team?”

”······”

I asked my regards to the Big Team who belatedly walked over.

He gestures with his thumbs up and looks in this direction without saying a word.

It was an unspoken sign that there was no problem.

The armor and shield on his body are as crumbly as a cookie, but there is no problem.

The two people had such extreme differences in personality that it was hard to believe they were of the same blood, but when you look at them like this, they were like siblings.

”I’ll treat your wounds. Both of you, please come here. The saint has fully replenished her holy power. You don’t have to worry about her. ”

”I’m fine! Father! As I said before! It’s in perfect condition, just like before! If you want to pray! Only big teams!”

”Don’t talk nonsense, warriors, come too.”

”Ah, yes…”

When I interrupted the conversation in a somewhat sharp tone, the warrior’s attitude immediately became obedient.

It wasn’t a day or two that a warrior who treated the saint with hostility as if he were an enemy of Cheolcheon did not want to receive the saint’s help as much as possible.

I’m not even a three-year-old child.

I had no intention of turning a blind eye to your stubbornness even in such an unholy situation.

”Bow wow. I got scolded.”

”This…!”

The hero tried to pull out her sword at the saintess, who pointed with her finger and spoke in an excited tone.

”Haa…”

Big Team looked up at the sky as if he was fed up and stopped the warrior with a heavy sigh.

If it were normal times, I would have reacted no differently than Big Tim.

Instead of sighing now, a happy smile came out.

”Hero… Don’t be so sullen, please lighten up…”

”I’m not upset at all! The expression hasn’t changed at all!”

The only thing that gives off a cheerful vibe is the way you talk.

The hero was curled up like a snail, covering his face with his hands. No matter where he looked, he seemed to be in an unhappy mood.

Roaring, roaring.

As my ears became more and more accustomed to the warrior’s loud voice, the murmurs coming from around me gradually began to become clearer.

”Mother died…?”

”We lost…? Did we lose…?”

”Then we now…”

The sight of them losing their focus and being completely disorganized was like watching a child who lost their parents.

Their pitiful behavior caught my eye more clearly than the rapidly collapsing dungeon.

”What is the new world that Mother creates? So what happens to our paradise? Where should we go… Where should we go…?”

A voice full of sorrow was suddenly heard.

Among them, the expression ‘new world’ caught my ear particularly well.

Now that I think about it, a group of other saint candidates also said something similar to that.

This is just my guess.

Perhaps they were lured by Sister Liza’s words and were simply used as tools for revenge.

Because their mental age is similar to that of the saint when they first met.

It was not difficult to imagine them being blindly swayed by a few words from Sister Liza.

It was fortunate that they didn’t have to move right now due to the strong intimidation that the saint and the warrior created.

What this meant was that if the inhibitor called a saint or a warrior disappeared, they would turn into bombs that could explode at any moment.

As far as I know, there was the only one safest and surest way to dispose of such a bomb.

Defusing the bomb.

That cruel reality was slowly but surely tightening my heart.

At best, we successfully solved humanity’s greatest challenge: conquering a dungeon.

My head suddenly started pounding at the huge difficulty I faced after that.

Kkook.

It was right then.

The saintess, who was watching the sulking warrior from afar, tugged on my sleeve.

”Saint?”

”·····”

While holding on to the sleeve of my clothes, the saint’s gaze was firmly fixed on the group of saints in front of her.

”What? Holy woman. Her hair color her… ”

It was only then that the changes in the saint’s body gradually became visible.

Because she has been receiving a significant amount of my holy power, the saintess’s hair, which had recently regained its original color, has become pure white again.

Without saying a word, just with a glance, I asked Big Team a question.

It was thought that if the Big Team had been with the Saint since entering the dungeon, they would also be aware of this change in the Saint.

”·····!”

Right after our eyes met, Big Team hesitated for a moment.

He was lost in thought for a while, and soon began to open his mouth.

”He asked me to go to the throne room… We went together…”

”·····What!?”

Although it was only two words, it felt like a thousand words.

Suddenly, my heart was shaken.

It wasn’t because Big Tim, who rarely opens his mouth, spoke clearly to me.

The saint stopped by her throne room her her her.

The saint who came to her throne room wielded her enormous amount of holy power and wiped out her enemies.

This was because the absurd facts that I quickly grasped with the given information caused great agitation in me.

”Saint. No way…”

”Oppa.”

The question that was just about to come out was cut to pieces with a single word from the saint.

”Please pray.”

”Seo, saint…?”

Even before her floating magic she subsided, the saint continued on.

”Saint. What is that all of a sudden…”

”He said he would treat me.”

”·····Yes?”

”They say it’s a cure. Then, you should pray. Isn’t it?”

”Well, that’s true, but…”

I couldn’t see it as a word without any context.

I was the one who said that I would pray from now on in order to heal the minor wounds of the warrior and Big Team.

But why?

I couldn’t easily shake off the feeling of discomfort that I felt like I was missing something important.

The impression that the saintess’ words and actions a moment ago seemed to have glossed over my interrogation also played a large part in creating that sense of discomfort.

Due to the saintess’s personality, there was no way she would give a straight answer to a question, so she had no choice but to give up for now.

I briefly promised myself that I would have to discuss this with Sister Beltane sooner or later.

”All right. Well then, let’s start treatment… Hero. Big team. Give me your hands─”

”No.”

Just as I was about to start praying, the saint’s insult stopped me again.

”Saint. Why again this time…”

”It’s not that. You have to say it in words. In words.”

”Yes·····? No, why bother…”

It wasn’t every day or two that the saintly lady showed bizarre stubbornness, but this time it was especially severe.

After receiving her holy power from a saint and using it, she was able to use her miracles without having to recite old prayers.

Recently, I have never used miracles through prayer.

Because of this, I didn’t even say a prayer except during the morning, lunch, and evening services, and honestly, I felt more comfortable that way now.

So, I couldn’t help but be embarrassed by the saintess’s sudden outburst, asking me to recite a prayer in words.

”How dare you interrupt what the priest is saying.”

I’m already feeling uncomfortable.

The warrior, who seemed to be intoxicated by the saintess’s continued antics, pecked her lips cruelly.

Kugoogung!

At that moment, the earth shook and the earth shook thanks to the dizzying roar that came from beyond.

Looking at the direction from which the sound came, the epicenter was the entrance to the city. It seemed clear that this was where the castle wall was located.

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”This!”

”─!”

The warrior is one step ahead. After that, Big Team awakened their senses and prepared for battle.

Afterwards, I too, who was the last one to find out the truth of this commotion, suddenly lost consciousness.

If my intuition is not wrong, this is the cry of a huge monster.

It was not one, but two cries mixed together.

There was no doubt about it.

Two demonic beasts the size of Mount Tai guarding the entrance to the castle wall.

I don’t know the cause, but it seemed almost certain that the two animals started running amok.

”Empty shell! Rampage! The empty shell of the Demon King! Going crazy!”

It was around this time that my eyes suddenly opened wide at the sudden news that one of the saints was reciting.

”Hey fuck! What kind of mess is this! Hey! You! Is everyone safe?”

”Is everyone safe? Warrior! Lowville! I’m so sorry for being rude! It’s okay now!”

The reinforcements that had been forgotten for a while suddenly appeared.

”Apis! Downa!”

A warrior party with everyone gathered.

The final mission was about to begin.