2nd Round Villain

46 – The Saint on the other side of the Rosary – 4

[Ji-jealousy… .]

“Does it seem right? Aren’t you uncomfortable with the sound of Aru, a female, howling on my lap following my orders? that’s jealousy I’ve never felt it in my life.”

[no. Jealousy is a bad feeling that comes from a narrow mind. How can I have such a heart… .]

“okay? Then would it be okay if I just played with Aru? He said he wasn’t jealous.”

[…] .]

I couldn’t hear the answer from the saintess who should have returned.

I smiled.

Is the saintess who always had a generous smile still smiling at this moment? I am sincerely curious.

“Don’t deny it. Jealousy is nothing to be ashamed of. Whether it’s a woman or a man, it’s a feeling that you can’t help but feel. I can’t help but feel jealous when I see the person I like hanging out with someone of the opposite s*x. We call that jealousy.”

[…] Is that so?]

“Yeah, giggle giggle.”

[Having shallow feelings like jealousy… I guess my training is still lacking. I need to be more diligent.]

“Ahahahahaha! Only the saintess can wrap her jealousy in such a noble way!”

It’s because there is not enough water.

It was a word with the grace of a saint. learner’s vocabulary.

“Ha ha ha, good. Then, as a commemoration recognized by the saintess, I will tell you some good news.”

[What is it?]

“As you know, the saintess, there are many kinds of love, right? There is also the love between lovers that is commonly thought of, but the love between parents and children, the love between friends, the love between brothers and sisters, etc… I mean, the word love doesn’t necessarily mean affection between the opposite s*x.”

[This is the right word.]

“Among them is the love of the Lord. If you’re a saint, would you know what that is? It’s because the saintess showed it to me while I was in Tartarus. The saintess’ love gradually turned into love between lovers.”

[That’s right.]

“I mean, you don’t have to be jealous. Because the only thing I pour out to Aru is the love of the Lord that the saintess told me about.”

[ah… !]

“I know that? The only thing I dreamed of was the saintess. There is no need to add further explanation with this, right?”

[Whoops, whoops-.]

The saintess’s voice was filled with a little excitement. Soon, a gloomy yet satisfied laugh spread around.

The word is a wet dream, but in reality, it is no different from dreaming and relieving desire along with sleeping. Is that something to be so thankful for? Also females can’t understand.

“Kong? What are you talking about?”

Aru, who was lying on my lap and was being teased, looked at me with a puzzled look.

“I love you, Yonsuk-ah.”

“Keep… Meat, give me more. I did everything you were told to do.”

“Come on, go and eat.”

“Kyong-k-k-k-k-k-k-k! Knock-knock-knock!”

whee-!

Aru barks excitedly and runs in the direction where the meat was thrown. After sending the obstruction away, I turned my gaze back to the cross.

Then, the saintess said.

[I love you too.]

“Suddenly?”

[Sincerely, really, I love you more than anything. For Joker, I can do anything.]

“Now when I think of the saintess, I get chills because I don’t think those words were a lie. Hey hey, is it okay to be a saint of the Holy Church? Priests who serve God must be pure in body and mind.”

At my sharp blow, the saintess’ breath trembled slightly. Did the priest’s duty come to mind now? Why don’t you just admit it and accept the fall?

[No problem.]

“huh? why?”

[It is now the 214th year of the Imperial calendar. From AD 114 to IC 394, the Church permits priests to marry, and encourages only one lover. It was a teaching rule following the doctrine of the Messiah, who said, ‘Be fruitful and prosper’.]

Oh right. I’ve heard of it.

Then, as the church corrupts, the promiscuous private life of the priests increases, and eventually the saintess of the day, who is worse than that, completely bans the marriage and heteros*xual relations of the priests.

It was a huge event. As a result, church members who were already accustomed to a dissolute life left the Holy Church. In the end, it was a good thing. The Holy Kingdom 500 years later was the most conscientious of the Seven Kingdoms.

[Therefore, until the year 394 of the Imperial calendar, I can proudly date Joker-sama.]

“Yeah, at least it’s at the currency level.”

[It is a gracious time. and… Originally, any priest would make minor deviations. The church also condones it.]

“Ha ha ha! That’s right, if it’s a saintess, you can deviate! He is the only Lord’s apostle I acknowledge! But aren’t the other guys a bit conscientious? There are a lot of people whose lives are deviant!”

[How many good priests there are. You haven’t met Joker.]

“Kuh-kuh, is that so? Then the saintess will introduce you later! It will be fun.”

I still have a mountain of things I want to talk to the saintess, but it’s already been 20 minutes.

It was only 20 minutes at most, but it was the most welcome time since returning.

“Can we communicate tomorrow as well?”

[yes. Anything.]

“Is it okay if I cast a Tell spell?”

[Yes, I will be waiting silently.]

“Ha, what if I betrayed the saintess? Then, for 500 years, only high school students would have been shaken up.”

[When Mr. Joker spoke at the guillotine, I felt a firm sincerity. I believed in Joker.]

“Oh, my mouth hurts to say anything now. I’ll drag you See you tomorrow.”

[yes. Please stay safe. Oh and… Can you change Wang-nim for a moment?]

With only a few seconds left until the communication was cut off, the saintess spoke calmly. I tried to listen to her request.

“If it’s a request from the saintess, of course you have to do it. Aru! Come here!”

“Kyung-Kyung!”

“Here, put this cross on your ear.”

“Kong!”

Eventually, let’s replace Aru at the request of the saintess.

When there was only a second left until the communication was cut off, the saintess softly whispered.

[For 500 years, try hard to get ahead. After that, it will be my time forever.]

“What?”

Communication was cut off with Aru’s innocent reply.

*****

A space layered with thick darkness in all directions.

A space where there is no light, no sound, no wind, just silence.

spirit world.

Civilization does not exist, it is a spirit world where existence itself is impossible, but even in such a place, the bottom exists.

A very large stone floor in the shape of a disk.

In the middle of the stone floor, there is a pillar that rises high into the sky. The sky is a dark space where not a single light enters, and there is no gravity, so the distinction between up and down is meaningless.

In the spirit world, ‘below’ means a place with a stone floor. In other words, the direction the pillar rose was the sky. A strange sky where starlight, moonlight, or sunlight cannot be found even after washing one’s eyes.

At the top of the column, there was a short column that ran across the vertical column. An infinitely huge pillar in the shape of a figure of ten. It was the identity of what was at the center of the spirit world.

And, at the center of such a ‘cross’

“Keuk… !”

A human woman was suspended in a spirit body.

with arms wide open. Strictly speaking, open. by two man-armed spikes.

“Oh… ! Huh, ugh, turn off… .”

I wanted to struggle, but because of the nail, the pain that I couldn’t even move my body existed one after another. The woman twisted her back and vomited out the pain.

Her name is Maria. About five hundred years later, she was born with a great destiny to become the only saint of the Holy Church.

Right now, he is just a prisoner paying the price of causality.

“hahahaha… oops! ugh… .”

A hard moan escapes from the woman’s scabbed lips. The moan I had been holding back with my mouth clenched while I was chattering into the air just now leaks out. A rough breath blows.

“Keuk… Lord, Lord… .”

Maria repeated her master in an anxious voice. There was no answer coming back.

Maria believed. Right now, by her side, the invisible Lord is there, taking care of her with benevolent grace. firmly believed

However, all she had by her side was a cold iron cross and the loneliness of solitude.

There was pain.

There was a hard time.

There was no hope, no warmth, no light, no grace.

Is this really what the Lord intended?

“Unholy… miscellaneous thoughts… .”

It is disrespectful.

It’s a futile idea.

“Love you… love… love… .”

Darkness is like a worm. It hardens people’s minds and makes them think of things they wouldn’t normally think of.

For example, like a child lying in bed, turning off the light and thinking of a ghost.

In Maria’s heart, the worm called blasphemy was about to nest.

But, Maria.

“Only the shining Lord… Looking straight… .”

The castle of faith is the faith that Mary built.

“I love my surroundings… love the world… … … … Love Im.”

It was not so easy to be sliced into disrespect.

Do not doubt.

The moment you doubt hope, all that remains is despair.

Even if there is only despair everywhere, believe only in hope.

Maria recalled in her noble spirit.

“My belief is… It is for you.”

“My hope is… does that mean?”

“This too is the grace of the Lord… .”

In fact, Maria was trembling with fear until communication with Oscar was established.

I’ve been sending Morse code for days already, but unfortunately Oscar didn’t notice it. Maria, unaware of the circumstances, shed tears that she could not wipe, believing that she had been abandoned for 500 years.

At such a moment, it was a communication magic that worked like a miracle.

Is that really the grace of the Lord?

Or, is it just that the demon named Oscar has finally discovered Morse code and activated the communication magic?

Nobody knows. Mary believed both.

“love… … … … .”

Maria’s words sank heavily. Now she can see, but in a world where nothing can be seen, Maria quietly closed her eyes.

There was an existence watching over such Maria from a distance.

A colorless and odorless outer space where there should be nothing.

It must be a space where nothing should exist, only for punishment.

A child stood twisting providence.

From a place so far away that light can’t reach, a child was looking at Maria with eyes painted black. With a dry expressionless expression on his face.

Black sunglasses like the abyss and red horns that were swaying shone in the dark.