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Half-elves Fall in Love - Chapter 531

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:08:37 AM


Chapter 531: Prayer

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The next day, we were back in the temple.

It's not a good idea to be too free to cause distrust. If you want to escape, you will be able to escape, but after that it will be harder to interfere inside this country, and from the outside, thanks to the protection of the dragon, it is even more impossible.

Given the chance to throw a stone at this country, the option of fleeing is still impossible.

There was also a suggestion that we should hunt more demons and leave a lot of meat behind, but it will be summer soon, so the meat days will be worse, and there is not much we can do to keep it in one village.

"Shouldn't we be in a hurry to act rather than that? … if you connect with the outside, if the system changes, that should reduce the number of starving and jailed people all the time"

And Naia herself suggested it.

"Behavior, though. What to do now"

"If you were to hunt down a king completely, you wouldn't have to worry about a single sample survey."

Arm up with Tess.

"But I don't know how many years it would take to find out everything..."

Apple tells you like you're in trouble. So is that.

Then we talk about how far to go...

"May I pinch your mouth from the side?"

And, besides, Emma's the one who came into the conversation. Ray is on guard outside, but she's the only one following us.

"You've decided to join hands with Lord Reiner and defeat the King, haven't you?

"... eh"

"Uh... I hope that's what happens. Do you say there's nothing else you can do?"

If you ask me, I was talking about which way to go, but it's already up to me to talk about those who fight King Jeddah.

Come to think of it, the option of interacting with a liner about King Jeddah may not have been possible from the beginning.

It's not like King Jeddah has the strength to beat a liner. I happened to lean toward those who would fight King Jeddah as a result because there was nothing wrong with the king's rule, or maybe Reiner had foreseen this from the beginning.

If you run away, you'll never be allowed in again. There can only be one opponent to fight against if you think about your power.

"Danced well by the liner...... no, I guess I should say it was the main road from the start"

"As it stands, this will be the only way. After that, I don't know how Liner Excelisa will come out..."

"It afflicts the people even more than King Jeddah... oh my god, I wonder if I have to meditate on my eyes to some extent"

"I hope that's all you can do."

"Repel the king's non. The other brave men defend the king, the liners are in tune 'in the form of riding our logic', the seizure of the throne… so far it's probably an iron plate. By letting us carry our great-name, we can put an end to the nonsense that he himself has never done before. But I'm afraid that after we eliminate the king, he'll come to us with a trick to eliminate it."

"Do you mean... disposed of?"

"Yep. I hope you can get away with it...... just in case, keep Mr. Apple and your husband out of the way perfectly. I don't think Naia and I would be killed at the worst."

The liner is probably waiting for this to happen by calculating everything.

If a trick like us moves, then don't labor the rest. The throne of this country is yours.

I really regret that I have no choice but to cooperate with it... or I don't feel well.

And more than that, when we get here, the prescribed route of defeating King Jeddah is cold.

We kill people automatically if we visit here.

I can't help but hate that such a calculation has been made.

"... ugh"

"Your husband?

"Sorry, will you leave me alone a little"

"... well. You're not used to this."

Tess smiled with a slightly troubled face.

... this child was born in a swirling country of power tricks and violence, and has spent a natural amount of time next door to it.

If you take it to Tess like that, I would seem so unfamiliar with malice and cold choices that I was born exactly in a polka like warm water and lived protected by Mr. Deane in Basson with no great enemies, and you're actually right.

Ten is not good enough for my younger daughter to be watching me like that... but I still had to get used to my sensibilities a little closer to the situation I'm in.

Leave the Tetes in their room and I'll watch the cliff valley alone.

There is little time for the sunlight to shine down to the bent valley bottom. The top of the cliff and the sky are surrounded by light, while the place where you are is dark.

Such a structure of this valley illuminates itself like an insect crawling through the earth without denying it.

People whose valley is everything in the world.

People who eat together like worms in this valley and live to keep their own seeds.

I strongly share Naia's desire to let them live like trots, no, at least like Renfangas.

That's how much you should want.

People may not be born equal, but they should be able to stay in a world where they can strive.

... I might laugh at the very fact that I really think about such political ideas.

There's no learning, no skill, no magic without a good mouth, only a common man in the country, and I was floated by the amazing people around me, and I thought about how cool it was.

…………

"Hey."

When I was lost in thought, Chief Duke called from behind.

Turning around and asking with his eyes what it was for, the chief clergyman looks at me a little in the face wondering what look he would make before turning away.

"... I've heard a little bit about earlier."

"Oh... give me King Jeddah"

"I don't know about knocking you down."

Nothing, I didn't use the audio junction because it's not a troublesome story even if I was asked about it in Silver Dragon's super hearing.

Speaking of which, this man is a former brave man. I think it might have been a reserve to stop our plot with arms.

"... do you want to stop us?

"No. I won't stop"

The Chief Cleric stood next to me and looked out over the valley.

"I was just asked to take care of your inn. It's not my job to protect the king. No, it's not my job to fight anymore."

"... were you physically incapable of fighting anymore?"

"Oh. In fact, the active Hermans and Brians won't have hands or feet. I'm old, too."

I can't see what you're thinking from the side of this forty tangled clergyman.

The sound of a river flowing beneath your eyes and the sound of a bird like a tombi, heard from somewhere far away.

That's all I ask. I wonder if I'll open my mouth for a while.

"… a little, lost"

"... to defeat the king."

"No.... as the liner thinks it is to move on. We just have to move on."

"... don't you care"

"We're not here to kill anybody."

I hesitate to say anything more than that, and remain silent.

The chief clergyman waits still, keeping his eyes open here.

Then he breathed through the gap between his teeth and looked up to heaven as he walked to shake his body and began to speak.

"Do you believe in God? God who stretches out the ineptitude of destiny and so on."

"... eh"

Suddenly I mentioned something clerical. No, should I say it's not clerical?

The next word that came out was less clerical.

"I don't believe you. If there is such a guy, the current situation in this country is too harsh. If you're saying that God loves his followers indefinitely, there's no way such a stupid world could be."

"... yeah?

"Everything is unreasonable. Who loves what, and this is what happens.... I read the sacrament because it would be a seed for rice, but that's basically what it is. Still, I think religious activities that preach salvation later are terrible hypocrisy."

…………

"But there is only one thing I trust in what is named religion. Prayer."

Chief Duke, who was fluttering back and forth a few steps away, turned to me softly.

"Pray. That makes you stronger."

"... to your God?

"No. Every single thing you think is important. Even my ancestors, my past, my future self."

Chief Duke, stare me in the eye and spin the words.

"Don't let your wishes appear unwrapped in your heart. In your heart, the other person will tell you you're right, and you will speak politely."

"... do you mean to repent"

"Prayer is purifying wishes."

The Chief Cleric looks up at the thin sky.

"God, please give me the martial arts to survive, let's just say I prayed. Or make someone I like live happily ever after, but fine.... If the precious thing in you supports it as right, it should erase your strays and tell you what to do for your wishes. No matter how much you continue to get lost, your intrigue is lost. Prayer abandons strays and turns them into power to make reality. If the presence of someone dear in your heart washes your wishes, you will see every inch of what you should aim for straight."

…………

"If you're lost, pray. Ask your loved ones, or the big ones that punish you, how right your wish is. If they snort in your heart, you can do anything. Though it's not convenient to have a hundred times more skill or convenient magic."

"I see..."

The chief cleric nods contentedly at me and slaps me on the shoulder.

"I can't even think of fighting a king. I can't even imagine what will change after that.... That's the people of Karlwyn."

"Ah..."

Does that mean the fullest support of being a cleric chief?

I also have a position. I also have ideas. I can't say anything irresponsibly.

But I can tell you to pray. Because he's a cleric.

"... thank you"

I say that to the Chief Cleric, and I think of the faces of my loved ones in the sky.

... Much more, but I felt like I could change my strays ready if I wanted to not be ashamed of them.

(cont 'd)




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