The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire - The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire chapter 247

247 – Epilogue. Beltane Has a Lot to Say. (One)

“Beast…”

This time, even ten mouths had nothing to say.

It hasn’t been long since I heard the nun ask me to please take care of myself.

I immediately fell for the hero’s provocation, and in the end, my behavior was literally that of an animal as I shook my hips until the sun rose in the sky again.

Did you say that stealing, which you learned late in life, is scarier?

As I have lived my whole life as a virgin, I was confident in my ability to stay away from lust.

Since the day he voluntarily became involved with the warrior, his body became hot when the wind blew into his ears, and he could hardly control himself.

Now that I have the highest position as a priest, I am living a life of a priest, far removed from the path of priesthood.

Is there anything more ironic than this?

Really. I was just shocked.

“Didn’t I tell you last time? I can understand that you’re excited because you’re a newlywed, but as the Pope’s Vicar representing the Vatican, I ask you to at least maintain your embrace. Is that really that difficult? “

“Well, that is…”

It was always harsh, but today the nun’s words and actions seemed especially sharp, and I immediately cringed.

The nun looked down at me with her arms crossed, openly showing her displeasure.

Thanks to this, certain parts of her body that were already protruding became even more prominent, but I didn’t have the mental space left to admire that wonder.

Her cold gaze filled with contempt stared at me as I knelt on the floor for a while, then slowly closed.

For a moment, I thought the sermon was over, but looking at the nun’s furrowed eyebrows, it seemed like it was just the beginning.

“How many times has this happened? Please consider my position as I always crack down on members of the church. Moreover, the person on duty today is a young believer who has just joined the church. How can you show me such a harsh scene as if it were a joke? How on earth… ··.”

“Lord, I have committed a mortal sin…”

Since there was no room for excuses at all, he showed an attitude of reflecting as sincerely as possible.

Even when she was a personal guardian priest, she would constantly get nagged by a nun telling her to be careful about her behavior, but this has been the case every day since she unexpectedly took on the position of vicar of the Pope.

It was especially difficult on the day I fought the hero.

I said I tried to hold back, and the hero rushed in first.

No matter how hard I try to make excuses, all I get in the end is a sarcastic look, like a new wife looking at her cheating husband

Because of the nun’s sharp attitude her, more than once people around her misunderstood that the Pope’s vicar was having an affair with her immediate secretary.

Of course, I could understand how the nun felt.

The murderous workload that arose as the entire leadership of the Vatican was eliminated and the organizational structure was drastically reorganized.

Because she was the one sharing the most of that weight.

No matter how much he was made to be the boss of the pants, if the boss was having fun with a woman while his subordinates were working hard, my blood pressure would be high.

So, whenever she had free time, she tried hard to somehow ease the burden, but even that didn’t seem to be enough to relieve all of the nun’s anger.

“Now, here are the documents that need to be processed by today. Please sign them all.”

“This, all of this…?”

“Are you dissatisfied?”

“No way~”

She responded brightly with an awkward smile in a harsh voice reminiscent of a fierce snowstorm.

I’ve already heard the expression “A mountain of work,” And I’ve seen it in person a few times.

It is safe to say that the sheaf of documents filling the office was like a huge tsunami that jumped over the mountains.

I feel bad today too.

The warrior does not let you sleep at night, and the nun does not let you sleep during the day. I was really going crazy.

“And I’m sure you haven’t forgotten, right? This afternoon, I have duties such as inspecting the disaster area, meeting with a VIP from a neighboring country, and observing the Inquisition.”

“Ah…”

I inadvertently let out a sigh of shock as if I had been hit in the back of the head.

The nun’s expression, as she watched my reaction, became even more cruel than before.

“I’m sure you haven’t forgotten, right?”

“····”

I couldn’t bear to open my mouth, so I just avoided my gaze without saying a word.

Now that I think about it, I think I heard something like that.

After spending a crazy night with the warrior, it seemed like it had suddenly evaporated from my mind.

“I never thought you’d completely forget what I repeatedly told you to do just yesterday. Did you really enjoy doing it with the hero? I like the couple’s relationship, it’s really nice to see them.”

A steady stream of cold sweat soaked my back.

It was always the case that the nun was in a low mood, but today it seemed especially worse.

This heavy and cool war cloud that weighs down the outer layer of the skin.

Even though I hated it, it reminded me of the saint when she was angry to the very end.

Who wouldn’t say they’re sisters? If she was upset, I would just make her eyes look angry.

“Don’t even dream about going home today. Do you understand?”

“Yes…”

For a while, I was listening to the nun’s harsh sermon and baptism of hers.

With so much work to do, she couldn’t stay like this forever, so she decided to move her hands.

She sat down in her chair, put her feather pen in the inkwell, and scribbled her signature in the signature line in front of her.

Crumbling.

Perhaps thanks to starting work, the nun’s sharp attitude softened just a little.

Of course, she only softened, but the nun’s low-pressure mood did not seem to change at all.

“Anyway! Anyway! Really!”

After briefly glancing at the nun who was nervously processing her her documents her her her, breathing heavily, she focused on her work again.

A tiring day is about to begin today.

Is it because I was chewing on such regretful thoughts?

“They took away my sympathy…”

I couldn’t even pay attention to the nun’s low-pitched lament.

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“Hmm, is this…?”

“What’s going on? Is there some problem…?”

“Haha, no. “I just got some letters from her colleagues.”

“Is it a letter?”

While struggling with the documents for a while, a smile suddenly spread across her face at an unexpected discovery among the piles of paper.

“Apis and Downa. And there’s Big Team too. I really want it…”

“Well, that can’t be possible. When I checked the documents in advance, it was clear…”

“Perhaps Dauna used magic to teleport the letters to her separately. She often says that it’s a hassle to go to the post office one by one.”

“What…”

Ignoring the nun’s absurd reaction, she slowly opened her letter.

After the subjugation of the Demon King, the hero party virtually disbanded, but as we had spent so many years together, we were still in close contact.

Dauna is in the midst of researching the magic that splits a human being into two, and Apis wonders what kind of wind was blowing, so she took the initiative to follow Dauna.

Big Tim couldn’t overcome his sister’s love for bragging about her newlywed marriage every time he got the chance, so he eventually declared independence.

If you look at the contents of the letters reporting on his recent status, it seems that Big Tim himself did not dislike the alone time he was enjoying for the first time in his life

“W-What!? Dauna thanked Apis for making breakfast!? What on earth is this!?”

“Um, is that really that surprising?”

“Of course! It’s surprising that the proud Dauna even said thank you to someone! If that person was Apis! It makes as much sense as saying that a cat barked and barked!”

“Oh, yes…”

Even though Apis made breakfast every day, instead of saying thank you, Dauna, who complained and complained like her mother-in-law, honestly said thank you.

Even just a year ago, it was unthinkable.

After subjugating the Demon Lord, I felt that Dauna’s attitude towards her Apis had become slightly more harmful, but at the time, I thought it was just my mood of her.

As someone who had been watching the two of them right in front of me during the time when they were bickering with each other, I was just filled with emotion.

“Priest Lages. Are you crying? Right now?”

I’m a person who doesn’t really cry, but my tears are coming out.

I felt like I had finally been rewarded for the past days of mediating the fight between two people, and my heart suddenly touched.

“Oh, and speaking of which, the confrontational letters arrived the other day. When are you going to reply?”

“Ah…”

At that moment, the busy hands suddenly stopped.

I almost forgot. You’re forcing me to remember that in this way.

I already knew that he was a person without blood or tears, but when I asked him so bluntly, I couldn’t even give a vague answer.

“As expected, I should refuse. Of course, as politely as possible…”

“Well, if you are a priest, you would say so.”

After taking on the position of papal vicar, among the various documents that came flooding in, a significant portion were letters requesting a confrontation with me as the papal vicar.

The fifth member of the much-rumored Hero party.

At the moment when the capital of the system was in crisis, a hero appeared like a comet and saved everyone.

An example of a saint who single-handedly raised the Vatican, which had completely lost its focus after losing most of its archbishops in the aftermath of the dungeon disaster.

I, with such a flashy epithet attached to me, would have been the most delicious food for those who were thirsty for power.

Starting with a woman from a prestigious noble family. The Grand Duke’s restraint. From the widow of a high-ranking guest who lost her husband due to a power struggle.

Even among the group of former fiancés of Priest Lanovelle, there were some who appeared on social gatherings aiming for a position in my sidekick.

Lady Rosevelt was the representative.

The other day, when a person who had criticized me and acted like he would never talk to me again calmly faced me, I couldn’t help but be shocked for a while.

At first, even when I heard that name, I couldn’t even remember who it was.

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When I thought about it, it was something that was inevitable.

“That’s surprising. I thought a woman would jump at me because she liked it.”

“Ha, haha…”

After brushing off the nun’s sarcasm, which was still full of resentment, with a sheepish smile, I concentrated on my paperwork again.

“You know, Sister, that I can’t afford it right now.”

“····”

I was also fully aware of the various political advantages that would follow if I accepted the confrontational story.

But even if I don’t know everything else, this was an emissary no matter what.

The act of going out to look for another woman with an already mature body was not a joke.

Right now, there were two bombshells next to me who would change their minds if they carelessly turned their eyes to another woman.

The saintess’s side may be quiet for now due to unavoidable circumstances, but the warrior’s side suffered a catastrophe as soon as the story leaked out.

“It’s nonsense in the first place~ There are already a warrior and a saint, so adding more women here. Even I have that level of shame~”

Like when you pass over a joke that isn’t funny, you wave your hand in the air and quickly change the subject.

It was right then.

The feeling of warm, bulky flesh suddenly pressing down on the neck.

My body suddenly flinched, started by its weight.

Soon, thin arms wrapped around my neck. The feeling of moist lips hitting my ear completely blocked the smooth flow of time.

“Soo, nun…?”

The lips that were forming the question were trembling.

It was because I enjoyed it every night to the point where my nose was crooked, and now the scent that I could tell just by passing by the bridge of my nose scared the hell out of me.

The sweet erotic scent of a woman steeped in lust.

The true source was coming from someone who couldn’t believe it even when she saw it with her own eyes.

“Why…It doesn’t work…?”