Incompatible Interspecies Wives

80 – Unclear questions (2)

“Letters?”

“Because I feel the need for a fortress.”

There is nothing wrong with knowing.

From the beginning, my older brother told me to learn it from the beginning.

I don’t think there’s any need to refuse Arwin when he says he’ll teach you something.

Even now, in fact, I felt the need for letters.

It was all the more so to exchange news with the mercenaries in Stockpin.

Of course, Ner and Arwin, who can read now, were by my side, but it would be better for me to read and write.

“…Okay.”

Alwin belatedly nodded at my request.

“I’ll let you know.”

****

Bellingham, the Bishop of the Church of Hea, spent his time waiting for Berg, who did not return today.

If it wasn’t for that reason, he wouldn’t have stayed in a human village like this.

“…Whoa.”

Berg.

It was a nightmare for the Hea Church.

The existence that the saintess loves more than anything else.

The reason why the saintess obeys the Hea Church.

The reason why the saintess joined the warrior party.

A childhood friend of the saintess.

The saintess’ weakness.

Because he was such a Berg, not only the Bishop of Bellingham, who had risen to a fairly high position, but even the archbishops of the Order of Hea knew Berg’s name.

Bellingham still remembered the day he first began to suffer from the name.

The day when the sun was clear and the wind was cooler than ever… So, on the perfect day to go out for a walk, the saintess asked where Berg was.

‘…Just let me know if Berg is living well. If you don’t tell me… I don’t think I’ll be able to hold on anymore.’

I wonder if it was because it was such a sunny day.

The image of the saintess who was shedding tears was still vivid to Bellingham.

She was even more memorable because it was also the day she showed her emotions for the first time while she was being trained to be expressionless as if she were dead.

Bellingham, who watched the scene from behind the archbishops, was given an assignment.

It seems inevitable, so find out the whereabouts of Berg for the sake of the saintess.

The church did not expect this to happen at all.

In the first place, the saintess said that she had come to her capital after savagely separating Berg.

Who would have thought that she would find him again, no, she would still love him.

I thought it was already in the past.

The saintess was an apostle of Hea.

It was a pure being.

She never thought she would give her heart to someone.

In a way, she was also her fault. It was also a fact that the archbishops hid tightly.

Anyway, Bellingham found the saintess’ hometown, ‘Batra’ as the mission received.

A place with beautiful buildings made of clean stones.

A place where statues are scattered on the road and flowers are blooming.

A perfect place in terms of formativeness.

I also thought it was a city where the saintess might have appeared.

But it wasn’t such a sunny place that Bellingham had to snoop.

The person the saintess gave her heart to, Berg, was said to be from a slum.

Dirty, unlit back alleys were his hometown.

So, in order to find Berg, he had no choice but to enter the slums.

Bellingham thought as he entered the gloomy area with the paladins.

He wondered how he and the saintess met.

What happened, did she meet a beggar living in a place like this and share pure and passionate love?

For a while, Bellingham had to hear the hard news.

Then he told the archbishops exactly what he had heard.

‘A man named Berg… Has long since disappeared.’

At the news, the archbishops sighed and asked.

‘Shouldn’t I have looked into it a bit more closely?’

Bellingham knew how serious the task was, so he was fully prepared.

‘…Presumed dead. After parting with the saintess, the man named Berg has been completely ruined.’

‘…’

It was nicknamed ‘the garbage of the slums’. It is said that even though they are human, they have acquired enormous notoriety and resentment in the slums. Eventually, a man appeared, beat up his man, Berg, and dragged him away.’

‘…Are you sure?’

‘I also found the children who asked to get rid of Berg.’

‘…Children? The children ask for money…’

‘…They said the commission fee was beef jerky and a few stolen fairy tales.’

Even Bellingham, who conveyed the words, felt a strange bitterness at the end of his man called Berg.

Sometimes I felt that the world was so cruel.

Belling’s mother, who had no connection, even felt this bitterness, so of course I couldn’t tell the saintess about this.

How can I tell you that the man you loved died after being sold for his coins and beef jerky?

It was not for the saintess, for the church, or for the world.

Anyway, the saintess who was chosen by Hea had a lot of work to do.

She would save the lives of thousands and tens of thousands of people.

Her mysterious power, which could not be compared to any miracle, was something that should not disappear like this.

So the archbishop made a choice.

To lie.

Her man, Berg, is dead anyway. Even if she hadn’t died… She would never have met the saintess again. ‘Cause he’s gone

What can a beggar in a ruined slum do?

‘Bergra found her man.’

So, the church delivered lies to the saintess.

Bellingham remembered the saintess who was struggling to catch her breath just by her words.

I wondered how much love would make you do that.

And whenever she saw her pure heart like that, it stung her conscience that she cheated on her.

I couldn’t even look at it.

‘I became a farmer and live in Glascal Village.’

But the archbishop continued to lie with a calm expression.

Bellingham couldn’t tell if it was a white lie or the other way around.

‘…Calmly, working hard alone.’

Anyway, even the saintess wouldn’t want to hear that she was killed by a few fairy tales and beef jerky.

Bellingham tried to think positively.

The saintess probably didn’t want to find her man named Berg anyway.

She just wanted to know the news.

She didn’t have to tell such a person the painful truth.

The saintess also regained her strength in that lie.

Even after that, she would occasionally ask me about Berg… But each time I just had to add a little more of her lies. She doesn’t really change much about him.

At that time, putting out the emergency fire was the priority, so I had no choice but to do so.

That’s how Berg thought he was going to be the past.

But now, five years have passed since then.

I heard a news.

It was news that the Church of Hea could not ignore.

The vice-captain in a place called Red Flame Dan is showing off a monster-like dance.

He hunted down all the heads surrounding the Blackwood and Celebrien estates, and in return took all the ladies of that family as wives.

My name is Berg.

His name appeared again like a weed.

The church could not stay still at the news.

The possibility was small…But I had to check it.

It would be a big deal if the mercenary’s Berg and the saintess’ Berg were the same person.

It was Berg who already had two wives.

What would happen to the saintess if the man she loved so much married two wives?

I knew that even if I lightly imagined it, the result would be disastrous.

It was also a bug roaming the battlefield.

He did not know that the day would come when he and the saintess would meet.

If the mercenary’s berg was the saintess’s man, that was something that had to be prevented.

Bellingham sighed and saved time again.

He’s heard from Adam that Berg will be back soon.

****

As we approached the village, the executives Theodore and Crian came out to meet us.

“Vice-captain!”

That too, with a tone that seemed a bit rushed.

At the sound of their high voices, Ner shrank his body and dug into me.

The tail wrapped around my waist held me tight.

Looking at them questionably, Krian spoke first.

“…There is a guest waiting for the vice-captain.”

“A guest?”

You came to find me, not Adam.

Is there anyone who can do that?

I couldn’t think of it in my head.

No, there was one…But it was nonsense.

“Who?”

So I asked for your name first.

But Theodore shook his head.

“…I think it would be quicker to meet you.”

Baran, who rode next to me, also muttered.

“…Sudden.”

“…”

So we rode back to the village.

.

.

.

Adam hyung greets me first and comes out.

“You are not hurt, Berg?”

I nodded.

He then looked at Ner in my arms and smiled.

“Looks like we got along better.”

At his point, Ner cautiously untied his tail.

But I wanted to meet the customer who found me first.

“Brother. The pay is behind you.”

“Yes. Great job.”

“I heard someone found me.”

My brother nodded.

“I don’t know why. It’s because I didn’t tell you. But soon…here he comes.”

I watched the approaching guest from the horse.

“…………”

And then, I felt the blood draining from my face.

A Myoin cleric bearing the pattern of the Hea Church was approaching.

Five paladins followed behind him.

“…Five paladins?”

Baran muttered beside him.

I unknowingly put strength into my fist and clenched my teeth.

Then he kept silent.

It feels like the emotions I thought I had calmed down are about to boil again.

It must have been no different for the reason why I was so full of emotions.

They had only one reason to look for me.

Shien.

She seemed to be sensitive because it was obviously her problem with her.

“…I am the Bishop of Bellingham of the Church of Hea. Are you Berg?”

An apostle of the Church of Hea, escorted by the Paladins, asked.

“…”

I asked a question instead of an answer.

“…Why did you come?”

In his arms, Ner whispered in surprise.

“…Be, Berg. Isn’t the bishop a high-ranking person? Be more careful with your words.”

I gently covered Ner’s mouth.

There was no respect shown to the Hea Church.

“…”

When I didn’t answer the question, Bellingham turned to the paladins behind him.

Then a paladin steps out of it.

Make eye contact with him.

“……Ha.”

I burst out laughing.

An unforgettable face appears.

“…You have been living well.”

He said.

Years ago, he was the same paladin that separated Shien and me.

It was the same paladin who raised his voice, saying not to call Shien’s name and not to touch his body.

I remember having a fistfight with him at the end and going to prison.

The paladin, who checked me briefly, turned to Bellingham.

“…He is right.”

Then Bellingham whispered, covering my face with his hands.

“…Protect Hea…”

I couldn’t watch their actions any longer.

Whatever the purpose was, I didn’t want to see it.

They keep reminding them of the Sien they want to forget.

Why the hell can’t I just let her go?

Things that didn’t happen when I couldn’t forget, why do they happen now when I forget?

It must have already been in the past.

‘Don’t forget me, Bell.’

I heard Shien’s voice.

Her voice seemed to bring back memories of her and her happy life.

So I gritted my teeth.

“…You guys.”

Ner gasped in surprise at my sharp voice.

Bellingham and the five paladins look up at me.

Not only that, but also the villagers, Adam, the members of the Scarlet Trout…Ner and even Arwin looked at me.

In the midst of that, I said.

“Get out of my town.”

Emotions ran rampant.

“…Before I kill them all.”