The Soldier Shouted Save - Chapter 16
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The soldier shouted save (16)
Tallinn, where we arrived with Eris, was splendid.
The buildings were clean and tidy, and the streets were bustling with the voices of merchants.
Croa and Lian, who loved this kind of exciting atmosphere, often came here to play.
But I didn’t have time to get caught up in that atmosphere.
“Are you going to church right away?”
Eris asked, pointing to the church, if she was already thinking of proselytizing to the Freya religion.
The statue of the goddess is nice, but you shouldn’t get your priorities mixed up.
I shook my head and answered.
“It would be nice to pray to Freya, but I would like to meet my siblings first.”
“Oh, did you have a younger sibling?”
“We broke up because of the monster, and decided to meet again here.”
I explained to Eris, who had a puzzled expression, what had happened in the village.
A group of bandits raiding the village and a shadow that devours people summoned by a warlock.
When I explained the story of how I defeated the Grimgal by forest fire, leaving out the story of the save, Eris wiped her smile and spoke with a serious face.
“Could you show me the dagger your younger sister gave you?”
What interested Eris was neither the fact that the forest fire was burning nor the shadows that devoured people.
A decorative dagger imbued with divine power that my younger sister gave me as a gift.
When I handed her the dagger without touching her skin so as not to reveal that I was a necromancer, Eris’s eyes widened in surprise.
“… …Allen, does your sister want to become a priest?”
“What does that mean?”
“… My younger sister was chosen by Lady Freya. She possesses incredible divine powers, similar to me… … no, similar to the elders who devoted their lives to Lady Freya.”
A girl not even 20 years old and who had never been to church had divine powers comparable to those of an elder of the Freya Church.
After realizing the meaning of that fact, I naturally started fiddling with the handle of my sword.
‘… Let’s turn it back.’
With great power comes great responsibility.
‘… I have to start over and hide it.’
Priests, born with divine powers, are nothing less than weapons that slay evil.
As he gripped the handle of his sword tightly, thinking that he could not allow Croa’s life to be colored by fighting, he heard Eris’ calm voice.
“When you reunite with your sister, live in a town without a church. If a priest comes, hide, and if you have to go to another city, do not take with you the items you received as gifts from your sister.”
I looked at Iris, not knowing what to say at her firm tone of voice that I had never heard before.
Then, Eris held out the dagger handle with a bitter face and said.
“I was also chosen. … … If I hadn’t been chosen, I would have been farming in the countryside with my family.”
When Iris receives the dagger, she smiles and says:
“Please decide carefully which one will make your little sister happier.”
I haven’t been caught yet being a necromancer.
Eris’ words were true kindness.
“I’ll think about it.”
I took my hand off the sword hilt and nodded.
* * *
After parting ways with Iris and making plans to meet again, I focused on finding my siblings.
Moonlight Inn.
Arriving here after two failed attempts, I asked about Lian and Croa, but the innkeeper, who was checking the guest list with his hand, shook his head with a wrinkle between his eyebrows.
“Croa, I don’t see the name Lian, but I do see the name Leon.”
Lian and Leon were obviously different names, but I opened my mouth just in case.
“What is your impression of the person named Leon?”
He asks, holding out another silver coin.
The smiling innkeeper pulled the silver coin toward him and said.
“Lion is now a 20-year-old rookie mercenary who loves women. There are rumors that he is the illegitimate child of a nobleman.”
“… … You’re not the person I was looking for.”
With a disappointed heart, I turn my back and slump down on the chair in front of the table.
Then, perhaps thinking I was a customer, a woman walked toward me holding a menu.
“What would you like to order?”
The top of the stairs is the accommodation, and the lobby is the restaurant.
The inn structure in our town or in Tallinn was no different.
I let out a small sigh as I watched everyone eating at their tables.
“I’m going out.”
Which inn should I go to this time?
Could it be that he is homeless?
With complicated thoughts, I waved my hand at the clerk and tried to get up from the chair.
But I couldn’t get up from my seat, as if time had stopped.
“customer?”
I couldn’t even hear what the clerk said.
My gaze was fixed solely on her.
-Suddenly.
“Why, why are you doing that?”
As I stood up from my seat with a serious expression on my face, the clerk looked embarrassed.
I walked past the clerk and strode toward her.
“That, that is… … chicken soup… … .”
His body was curled up and his voice was trembling, as if he was having a hard time dealing with people.
I walked up behind her and grabbed her shoulder, turning her towards me.
And then he held her in his arms.
“Whoa!”
Suddenly, the woman in my arms began to tremble in fear, and I felt that trembling.
I know.
If you suddenly do something like this, anyone would be flustered.
I had to show her my face and reassure her, but I couldn’t let go of the woman in my arms.
“I’m so glad… … .”
Tears fell from her eyes and soaked her shoulders.
Her trembling stopped at my trembling voice.
“B, Mr. Blanc!! Hurry up!!”
A large man with a black beard approached, accompanied by the urgent voice of another clerk.
The innkeeper’s name appears to have been Blanc.
“You little punk! What are you doing to our staff?”
Blanc raises his fist high and aims it at me.
Before that fist can reach my face, someone stops Blanc.
“Wait… just a minute!”
As the woman he was hugging spoke, Blanc lowered his fist and took a step back.
The woman holds my crying face and turns it towards her.
“Oh… is it you?”
Only then do they see each other’s faces.
“Uh… … It’s me.”
With those short words, I hugged my younger sister, Croa, once again.
* * *
Corner table.
As Croa and I sat there, wearing our clerk uniforms, calming down our surging emotions, he approached us brightly.
“Hey, bro!”
I can’t help but smile at that sight.
As for the guy, nothing has changed.
“You said you’d become a palace soldier someday, but you’re doing dishwashing so you can’t do that?”
“Ugh, what can I do if I don’t have money for the inn… … .”
Lian safely followed my instructions to escape to Tallinn with Croa.
But the time they arrived here was dawn.
Moreover, it is said that he was penniless and did not bring any money.
Even though Tallinn was a safe city, it was dangerous to sleep on the streets, so they would have just knocked on the door of a dark inn.
As a result, it is said that the place that thankfully accepted them was this ‘Moonlight Inn’.
“I’m sorry I misunderstood you! So your names were Lian and Croa?”
Blanc, the innkeeper, placed a large duck dish on the table.
“thank you.”
He got up from his chair and bowed his head politely.
The innkeeper, Blanc, laughed heartily and waved his hand.
“It’s okay! It’s okay! It’s an inn, so the only thing left is a bed. But… … You’re not quitting all of a sudden, are you?”
Lian and Croa seemed to like it quite a bit, so he started talking while observing their expressions.
Lian and Croa’s eyes, which had caught Blanc’s gaze, naturally turned to me.
“If you have any overdue hotel bills, I will pay them today.”
“Hmm… … That’s too bad.”
As Blanc had a sullen expression that didn’t match his size, Croa spoke cautiously.
“I… Oppa. Would you like to work a little more…?”
For some reason, I found myself laughing.
Croa, who usually keeps his thoughts to himself and rarely speaks them out loud, looked straight at me and expressed his thoughts clearly.
Think for a moment and then answer.
“I have to decide whether to stay here or leave. I won’t be able to stay for long.”
“… … At least until this month.”
“That arrangement is fine. Do whatever you want.”
Croa’s expression brightens at my words.
“Thank you, brother!”
Eris told her sister that if she did not want her to become a priest, she should leave with her to a place where there was no church.
… … If my choice was wrong, I can just turn back.
“Okay! To celebrate you becoming our employee, I’ll throw you a big treat.”
As Blanc raised his hand toward the kitchen, food began to arrive on the table one by one.
“… … Are you okay?”
“If you’re worried about money, don’t worry! I don’t take money from my employees!”
I gratefully accepted the offer and bowed my head slightly, but then a beggarly sound was heard.
-Crunch, crunch.
When I turned my head, I saw Lian, her bowl full of food, eating meat in a hurry.
“Get some rest today!”
Blanche ruffled Lian’s hair and returned to her seat.
Now that I’ve confirmed that my siblings are safe, I should go do my job.
“…Brother, where are you going?”
He stops walking towards the door and speaks to Croa.
“I’ll be back by dinner time.”
I headed to the meeting place with Eris.
* * *
Fountain in Tallinn Square.
At the end of the vision, Eris appears, sitting quietly, wearing clothes with Freya’s symbol on them.
I stopped walking and felt my chest.
-Clang.
As his hand pressed against the clothes, a decorative sound came from the dagger attached to the inside of the clothes.
It’s a suicide dagger, ready to stab my heart anytime, anywhere.
‘I should die right away.’
A priest is someone who can heal a torn wound in the blink of an eye.
The place I’m going to is a stronghold where such priests are swarming.
After confirming that the dagger inside my clothes was fixed to my forehead, I walked towards Iris, making footsteps.
“Allen, you’re here.”
Eris stands up from her seat, folds her hands over her chest, and bows her head.
Is this the etiquette of the Freya religion?
I also followed Iris’s example and greeted her.
“Ugh, uh, Allen. That’s not what a man does.”
“Then what should the man do?”
“Like this, put your fist on one side of your chest and bow your head.”
Following Eris’s words, I bow once again in the manner of the Freya religion, with an upright posture.
Iris smiles brightly, wondering if the posture is okay.
“He is a true priest of the Freya religion.”
Her words make me smile bitterly.
In my past life, you called me a necromancer with the same tone of voice.
“It’s almost time for prayer. Let’s hurry.”
Eris, who gauged the time by watching the setting sun, strides ahead to the church.
I followed her and asked.
“What happens if the church finds out about your sister’s existence?”
“I will protect you. I will give you a good place to sleep, feed you delicious food, and give you nice clothes.”
Iris stopped walking and continued with a bitter smile.
“Once you’ve adapted to church life, you first learn how to use divine powers. Then you learn how to kill demons and necromancers.”
“Can’t you stop in the middle?”
“That would depend on how much you received from Lady Freya, right?”
Does this mean that talented people are held on to until the end?
As I was about to ask for more details, Eris put her index finger to her lips and made a shushing sound.
“If anyone speaks to me, I will answer, so just nod your head quietly.”
The Freia church building, with its unpleasantly clean exterior.
As I stepped inside, my skin began to tingle and my stomach began to churn.
“Holy gold.”
A priest walking down the hallway stops and speaks to Eris.
“May it illuminate our future.”
As Eris bows her head and answers, the old priest smiles and says,
“Eris, are you guiding the faith?”
“Yes, Elder.”
“… … I hope you find a good answer.”
The priest, whose smiling face slowly hardened while looking at me, leaves the place.
Did you realize that I held the soul of a necromancer?
… … No, if I had been caught, I would have been judged on the spot.
But you may have felt a little uneasy.
“Come here, underground.”
Pass the citizens staying on the first floor and follow the priests to the basement.
Then, a statue of the goddess Freya appeared behind her with her large wings spread out.
“Allen, please stand here.”
The priest is in front of the statue of the goddess.
As about fifteen ordinary people, including me, stood looking at the side of the statue of the goddess, the elder we had seen earlier walked towards the statue.
The elder waited for everyone to come in, then closed his eyes and shook the bell in his hand from side to side.
“Let us begin the prayer. Holy Golden Light.”
““May it illuminate our future.””
Following the priests’ actions, I kneel and clasp my hands together consciously.
A statue of a goddess who gives heroes another chance after death.
For this moment, I prayed to Freya with a sincere heart.
… … But, I felt nothing.
As expected, the statue of the goddess and the save are nothing… .
“… … What the. You can’t even save?”
He turns his head with a surprised face at the familiar word.
A small woman is seen wearing a black hood.
“Quiet. Be quiet while praying.”
As the elder glared with narrowed eyes, the girl whose eyes met his lowered her head hurriedly and muttered.
“Ah, f*ck. What the hell are you telling me to do… … .”
A familiar tone of speech I saw in the Room of Destiny.
That’s right.
There was a warrior from another world next to me.