2nd Round Villain

Chapter 45

45 – The Saint on the other side of the Rosary – 3

He let out a heavy sigh. The saintess and I had a moment of silence.

It’s because I’m at a loss for words, and the saintess… I don’t know because I can’t see the face of the saint on the other side of the rosary.

However, this time cannot be blown away like this. As the saintess said, it is a precious time. This is the time during which only 20 minutes of the saintess’ day are given ‘freedom of conversation’.

Knowing that, but staying silent is not the way to do it. As long as you know the circumstances of the saintess.

“Holy Lady.”

[yes.]

“There is something I want to ask you.”

[Speak.]

The saintess replied in a calm voice. Who could have thought that that voice was, in fact, uttered while enduring the terrible pain of having your wrist pierced by a nail?

She is a truly caring woman. I call such a person a Hogu, but the word Hogu does not suit the saint.

Hogu is a term for a stupid asshole. Therefore, the saintess is not a Hogu. Because the saintess is wiser than anyone else.

“… What do you call a person who does good without cost?”

[Are you referring to the act of doing good for which there is no reward?]

“Yes, someone who does good deeds from the heart without seeking money, power, or prestige. What should I call it?”

[Is there anything special? They are just people who hope that even a little bit of hope will blow in the world.]

“So that… .”

[There are people who do evil for no reason, right?]

After saying that, the saintess swallowed her words for a moment. It was clearly a reference to me.

That’s right. Just as I did evil without paying attention to the reward, the saintess also only looked at the good without turning her eyes to other things.

Only, that’s it. There is no such thing as a grand cause.

[In the past, when I stopped by an orphanage.]

“orphanage?”

[Have you ever seen the youngest and smallest child there, leave her own bread in the room of the sick orphanage director without anyone noticing?]

“Kick kick. That’s me.”

[I just imitate that child. Although he is younger and smaller than me, there were definitely things to learn about altruism and innocence for others. Because such small good deeds gather to create a warm world.]

“Saintess, can I tell you a little bit about what I know? It’s a similar yet different story.”

I held the rosary close to my ear and opened my mouth. Coincidentally, after hearing the story of the saintess, there was a story that came to mind.

“In the past, a strange ghost story circulated on the continent. There was a very pretty actress, and a thief broke into her house.”

[Oops.]

“The assailant completely ruined the face of the actress. To the point where it’s hard to stand on TV again. After putting out a bowl of jelly, I applied glue to both hands and held something in each hand.”

[A thing is… ?]

“Daggers and phones. Report it to the police by phone and go to the hospital and survive with a hideous face, or cut your own throat with a dagger and die as a victim of an unfair murder case. The worried actress chose the latter.”

He moved his mouth greedily, moving his tongue. Hearing this story, what kind of reaction would the saintess have?

[You are referring to the murder of Biancé by Atran.]

“that’s right! But, here’s something important. A very important secret, not known to the public. listen carefully.”

[It’s a secret?]

“Before choosing death, the actress asked the assailant to let me see just a few photos to look back on. Family photos, photos of friends, photos of the man who was a lover… The actress cleaned up her lingering feelings by prowling the house.”

[…] .]

“In fact, until then, the actress had planned to report to the police and live. The more I looked back on the memories of the past, the more lively the eyes of the actress became. But, while wandering around like that, I saw a newspaper in the corner of the house. A newspaper with the actress’ face printed on it, with the words ‘plastic surgery controversy’ written next to it.”

[…] .]

“The actress ended up committing suicide after reading the article for the last time. The will was ‘the world killed me’. The assailant ruined her face, but in the end, what killed the actress was a cruel world that liked to criticize others. how is it? What is my story?”

The saintess is silent. When I was giggling as I took that as a sign of positivity.

[How do you know that?]

The saintess asked in an extremely serious voice.

“Why, because there is a mysterious person in that story.”

I answered skillfully.

I wondered what the saintess would say next.

However, the saintess.

[…] To come to admire such a Joker, it seems that the world does not know.]

“hmm? What, I thought you would reprimand me, but you don’t?”

Surprisingly, he didn’t get angry or anything.

[It has already passed, and now it is a past life that has disappeared. You don’t have to do that in this episode.]

“Kick kick. Who knows if it will happen again.”

[I will stop. Because that’s my job. By the way, Mr. Joker, I also asked a lot of questions earlier, but you haven’t answered yet.]

“Ah, it was. I forgot.”

What did the saintess ask? Where I am, what I have done so far in this episode, whether I have met the demon king, and… What kind of relationship am I with Aru?

I asked for these

“First of all, I am in Masurim right now. know? It is the largest forest in Pandemonium, and a place where the dimension between the continent and Pandemonium is twisted.”

[Are you talking about Masurim where King Oh reigns? What did you do there?]

“To train for 500 years. It’s a hundred times better to train hard in the Demon Forest than to be stuck in a family. furthermore… .”

[What else is there?]

“In 500 years, the saintess will be born, and a war will break out, right? You should prepare for that time. Don’t you have to stop the demon king to play with the saintess?”

[ah… That’s why you are in Masurim. If that’s the case, there will be a lot of strong people who are good for training.]

“That’s how it is.”

[Please take care of yourself. I am concerned.]

Don’t worry about me, worry about yourself. This kind-hearted saintess.

“Not much has been done so far. I killed a few people who needed revenge, killed a few people who stood in my way, and took Lang Wang. They are trying hard not to interfere in the providence of the human world. I’m afraid it will interfere with the birth of the saintess.”

[You think of me that way, thank you. but… Please refrain from slaughter.]

“I’ll just cut it out. I hate that. I wonder if I change my mind later.”

[All right. It’s because there are rules of the devil world in the devil world. I will not be stubborn either.]

“It’s good that you understand. Shall we visit the human world when the saintess is born? Baby Saint, do you want to see me?”

[…] Just that, please stop.]

“Gig gigg kik, reacting like that makes me want to go even more. good! decided! When the saint is baptized, I will sprinkle holy water! Disguising as a priest is a piece of cake!”

[Yes… .]

Half-jokingly, as I whispered to the rosary, I heard the saintess’s dazed moaning. It is a moan that oozes out of trouble.

“I asked if you had met the Demon King, right? In conclusion, we met, but nothing happened. When I first saw it, I tried to kill it somehow when I was still young, but I gave up because I was afraid it would affect the history of the human world. Looking back now, it seems that I was right. If the demon lord is also a regressor, there’s no way he’ll die because of my shallow tricks.”

[Good job. It’s better not to do anything that goes against the devil’s heart.]

“It’s strange that the saintess who openly struck the devil in Tartarus would say such a thing.”

[I can throw away my wretched body as much as I want for the Lord’s will, but I can never lose the Joker. never.]

It was a word with a strong will. It was also a word that showed how much the saintess valued me.

I could feel the determination that I would never allow myself to go wrong.

“and… Did you ask about that too? About my relationship with King Lang?”

[It was.]

At the mention of Aru, the voice of the saintess suddenly subsided. I think I misunderstood something, but I need to correct it.

“I didn’t do anything weird. I didn’t do anything that would cause the saintess to worry.”

[Is that so? Phew… .]

“then! The saintess would have imagined that Langwang would be trained like a slave, and that she would lose her right to be a man! I was just embracing it with love! With the noble love taught by the saintess! How was it, did you do well?”

[…] !]

“I’ll show you how well Lang Wang follows me! ruler! Aru! Come here! Come and sit on my lap! Irion!”

After sitting cross-legged, he tapped my knee. Aru, who was chewing on the meat I threw earlier, quickly ran to my call and landed on my lap.

“Aru! Bark!”

“Kong.”

[…] .]

“A little louder!”

“Kong!”

[…] .]

“good job! very well done! Our Aru, very pretty! Try growling!”

“Err… !”

[…] .]

“I still have a lot left to show you, so please look at me a little more! saintess! Aru! Look at the chirping!”

“Err… !”

“Sweet it, don’t show your teeth. This is an order. If you don’t listen, a magic wand will come?”

“Keeing, kiing… .”

[that… only.]

“how is it! Do you listen to my orders very well? Our Aru is such a wolf! very smart! All of this is thanks to the love that the saintess taught me!”

Although he sometimes rebels, Aru follows my orders like stone. Excited, I dealt with Eru with more enthusiasm.

The need for recognition springs up. Like a dog that wants praise from its owner, it shows the saintess that ‘I became close to King Lang this much in the way you told me’, and I want to hear from the saintess that she did a good job.

[stop… Please stop… .]

what.

[Please… .]

I just wanted to be praised, but the saintess’ reaction was strange.

“What is it, saintess? what’s the matter?”

[Lang Wang… Isn’t he a female?]

“Right? A female wolf to be exact.”

[Mmm… .]

A saintess who groans as if she is not happy with something.

From that look, I felt a faint but clear ‘desire’.

“Saint… ?”

[yes… .]