The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire - The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire chapter 238

238 – A Song for the Burned Ashes (9)

Just a single thought. Jewel-like eyes without any trace of fluctuation.

The mysterious color, which could not be seen as something of this world, was fully demonstrating the appeal that was hidden by the unique indifferent expression.

”Brother. Quickly.”

What on earth happened to the saint?

It was a situation where such doubts could not help but arise naturally.

The stern behavior that secretly follows dungeon entry missions may not be much different from usual.

The current appearance of the saint, whose strong convictions were imbued in every word and action, made me doubt at every moment whether this person was really the saint I knew.

Normally, as soon as she was separated from me, she would have put everything aside and come running to me, but it also bothered me in many ways that she led her big team and went through her throne room for a while.

”Saint. Is this something that needs to be done right now?”

”Huh. It has to be done now.”

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A firm answer that made me feel embarrassed for asking the question.

My already troubled mind was once again greatly disturbed.

When I had just become exclusive, he wouldn’t even look at me in the eyes, let talk alone.

I see the saint looking straight into my eyes and clearly expressing her opinion.

An overwhelming, indescribable feeling rose up from her throat.

”All right. Then now…”

Kwasik! Kwasik! Kwasik! Kwasik!

At that moment, the quiet surrounding earth shook ominously.

I hurriedly looked around the area.

Like reptiles coming out of an egg, black lumps are breaking through the membrane of the solid earth.

It was definitely true. A monster was about to be created here.

”Stand, saint! Wait!”

An emergency that arrived dozens of times faster than expected.

I tried to quickly get out of this place with the saint, but the saint was as immovable as a stone statue, tightly clutching my sleeve.

”Pray. Quickly.”

”Saint! Later! I’ll do it for you later! Now, first go to a safe place…”

Suddenly I was speechless.

Not because of the cruel power of the saint who entangled my body, but because of the passionate gaze that he was looking at me with the power to set my soul on fire.

The silence that came suddenly.

It was right after that.

Little by little, the surrounding scenery, which I had intentionally put aside from my consciousness, began to come into my eyes.

”Ahhh·····. Ahhh…”

Candidates for sainthood stand still, completely lost, like dolls whose windings have all come loose.

Despite the monsters writhing everywhere, the girls showed no signs of fighting, let alone fighting back, so they looked like living corpses.

”Prayer.”

Pointing to them with her finger, the saint sweetened her lips again.

When he sang a song asking people to pray, it wasn’t that he wanted to hear their prayers, but rather, he was asking them to pray for him.

Although I had achieved enlightenment, my head, which had become even more confused due to it, was just spinning aimlessly.

”Keeeeek!”

Kwasik! Clap!

A tearing cry suddenly struck the background. The heavy sound of an attack instantly took away the noise.

It was clear that the saint had protected me from the monster that suddenly attacked my back.

”·····”

”·····”

Why?

I had just passed the threshold of death, but my mind was strangely calm.

Scattering blood and flesh increased the surrounding air like a drizzle, and a slow, subdued silence wandered silently around the saint.

Originally, it would have been normal to leave this place right now with the saint around.

If the saintess continued to be stubborn like this, she would have to forcefully break her will, even if it meant using somewhat harsh methods.

As the saint’s exclusive guardian priest, I had an important mission to protect the saint’s safety even at the cost of my life.

There were numerous means.

Because I am worried about my safety just as much as I am about my safety.

If I used my body as a hostage to intimate her, it was obvious that even though I might cause some friction, she would eventually give in to me.

Of course, I clearly knew what consequences such a choice would lead to.

A countless horde of monsters that will soon flood the area.

Candidates for sainthood lost all energy to think properly and suddenly became dead corpses.

Even the citizens who may still remain in this area.

Prioritizing the safety of the saint now was no different from ruthlessly abandoning those who were defenseless exposed to the claws and teeth of monsters.

It was a cruel and reckless choice, but it was the best for me.

Just a little while ago, thanks to the saint, she had overcome the danger of death, and the only thing I could do was to take refuge in her safe place.

I was so angry that my teeth were shaking, but I had to accept it.

By nature, each person has a given role and purpose, and the number of lives I can hold in my hands is at most a handful.

However, even though the time to make a decision was right around the corner, my frozen body did not move according to my will.

”We can save them all.”

Her self-consciousness, which had been struggling in deep agony, was brought to shore by the powerful words of her saint.

”·····!”

Is that true?

In her heart, she wanted to ask that question, but her mouth, paralyzed by the unexpected and shocking remark, could only do so.

”I won’t let even one person die. I won’t leave it alone. You can do it. Wellna and Oppa can definitely do it.”

”Well, well…”

I barely got my bearings after repeated appeals.

After reciting the two letters of the saint’s name, his frozen lips he could only swear.

Coogung! Kugugoogung!

The earth around here began to shake once again.

An incredible vibration that resembles the writhing of a living creature rather than the distortion of a ley line.

It was an unspoken danger signal that an incomparable number of monsters were about to be created here.

A moment of imminent action that urges a cruel decision.

The saintess, who was gently grasping my sleeve with her fingertips, desperately grabbed my hand.

”Do you trust me?”

As soon as that pitiful, anxious question touched my ears, my frozen mind and body melted.

Where did you learn these weak methods?

I ended up laughing out loud at the saintess’s tricks, which were becoming more clever by the day.

”Hot…”

She patted the saint’s head carefully and smiled bitterly for a moment.

”Then don’t believe it. Our Wellna.”

Immediately after I finished her words her her her, a gracious smile bloomed on her her white face her her her.

‘ Hehe…”

This was the first time I saw the saint smile so brightly.

I wonder how many sights I have never seen before in just one day.

After today’s work is over, won’t I have a strong heart that won’t be surprised by most things?

Suddenly a thought occurred to me.

”I don’t know, but if I pray to the people over there, it will work, right?”

”Huh. Please continue until you say well. In the meantime, I will protect my brother.”

”Haha…”

He is in a position to be protected by her saint by becoming a guardian priest who must protect her.

I couldn’t even imagine what kind of criticism Sister Beltane would throw at me if she saw me like this.

”Lord. I am your finger her her her her. Just a lamb…”

Sigh.

The saint’s chain that surrounds and protects me.

”Under your power, give rest to all on this earth.”

Kwasik! Kwazijic! Quad deuk!

An ominous noise coming from the cracks in the chain.

”I will give all the glory to you.”

I shook off all the dark thoughts that arose from them and devoted all my attention to reciting prayers.

”This is…?”

Someone let out a short breath and spoke.

Because my eyes were closed in devout prayer, I couldn’t tell who exactly said those words.

Judging from the direction the voice came from, I could vaguely guess that it belonged to one of the group of saints.

”Ugh! Oh, my head…!”

”I… What on earth have I been doing all this time…?”

”Yes, yes! My name is Irua! It was Irua!”

Every time my prayer is sung, my voice regains its intelligence one by one.

I have once experienced that peaceful feeling as if something that had collapsed without a trace is returning to its original state.

My closed eyes suddenly opened.

Then, it was seen that the hair of the candidates for sainthood, which had been all white, was regaining its original shine, like paint being sprayed on a pure white sketchbook.

However, there was a different sight that most powerfully captured my attention.

”May God smile on us all…”

Like a conductor leading a vast orchestra, a beautiful girl who guides the sacred power fluttering around me to everyone here.

That holy figure is literally a legend that has been handed down for a long time.

A saint in mythology. It was itself.