How a Hero Lives as a Writer

77 – Interlude: Saint Teresa

In the Holy Kingdom, chastity is not particularly enforced on priests.

So Teresa used to dream of stories in the distant future that one day she too would marry someone and start a family of her own.

But that was an impossible dream.

She said she had a predestined destiny.

When she first heard the story, she was surprised.

But in the end she had no choice but to accept.

She had no choice but to run away from the castle and live alone.

Time passed and her coming-of-age ceremony took place, and Theresa passed the time in a daze, waiting for her turn.

She

In her free time, she looked up stories about priests conceiving adult children, but no one knew that this was a big secret.

Still, the priests who believe in God will not take their lives.

Teresa thought so, and she decided to console herself.

If you think about it, it wasn’t all that bad.

Cathedrals and monasteries had women who came every year to regret their wrong marriages and become nuns.

Let’s give up romance and love and live a life dedicated to God.

Teresa comforted herself like that.

Then one day, she unexpectedly came across her story.

The story of a warrior being summoned. She

She And she herself was given the task of conceiving the hero’s child.

Did the existence of a warrior who only appeared in fairy tales exist?

Theresa had the impression that she was a novelty.

But that was it.

Because what she has to do hasn’t changed.

But the surroundings felt a bit different.

“God of creation, thank you for this grace… !”

Theresa took a very brief vacation before she left for Oaklea.

She stopped by a monastery when she was young so she raised herself when she was young.

The abbot was already aware of her situation, and he raised her prayers, saying that God was taking care of Teresa.

No matter what I do, nothing will change….

Though Teresa thought so, she expressed her gratitude to the abbot who wept for her.

After her vacation, Teresa finished her grooming and boarded a teleport to Aucklia.

Worthy of using even the expensive Moonlight Stone.

I think it’s true that the hero was summoned.

Theresa caressed the cloth covering her own eyes, recalling the warnings she had heard in her holy kingdom.

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ㅡ A hero is an agent of God, and it is an existence that can be said to be God’s will.

ㅡ A being with an evil mind shouldn’t stare at such an existence.

ㅡ Therefore, she must not unfasten the cloth covering her eyes before obtaining permission from the representative of God.

In other words, it was a story that she could untie the cloth if she shared affection with the hero.

In the first place, there was no discomfort because it was a thin material that could see the front.

What kind of person is a warrior?

Since she is said to be an agent of God, she must be an existence that feels immense divinity, right?

Thinking she’s at least not a bad person, Teresa calmed herself down.

She and she finally got to meet the warrior she was.

Teresa’s first impression was simply ‘Agent of God?’

She didn’t feel much different from the people rolling around her.

He didn’t even trust the appearance of feeling embarrassed as if he had lust in his body.

A hero in a fairy tale was an absolute being who punished the devil who had descended from hell.

However, this hero had a fragile impression, as if he would lose even in a fistfight with a commoner nearby.

Teresa was quite disappointed, but decided to accept the existence of the hero, saying that this is the original reality.

I’m going to conceive soon….

Teresa thought so and waited for the hero’s visit.

However, Teresa could not meet the hero while he was staying in the royal castle.

Perhaps it is burdensome to do such and such things in the royal castle.

They will come when the cathedral is built.

She thought so, but her hero didn’t come looking for her.

Teresa grew more and more impatient.

She didn’t want to dislike the hero in the Holy Land, so she didn’t let the hero know that the saintess was a seed.

She just naturally expected her hero to contact her.

Teresa thought about what to do with him, but he thought he should increase contact with him.

So she decided to read a novel written by a hero.

With the first volume in her hand, she stayed up all night.

How can you write a novel like this?

Is it because he is also a hero summoned from another world?

Teresa first became interested in the shy warrior.

And finally, an incident occurred that made noise in her role as a saint.

It was the participation of the warrior’s monster subjugation team.

A miracle performed by a hero who looked like a commoner A.

It was the power of a god that could not be imitated with divine power.

Upon hearing the phenomenon, Seongguk began discussing the treatment of her saintess.

After a lengthy meeting, Teresa was ordered to forget her duties and stand by for the time being.

Teresa was guaranteed complete freedom outside of her time as a priest.

It was from then.

Auchlia is beginning to change at a truly dazzling pace.

It was a change she could feel through her body even when she did not leave her church.

People who usually visit the cathedral pray to God and find peace of mind.

Most of the residents of Oaklea used to pray for this year’s winter to pass safely.

But at some point, it turned into a prayer of thanks for bringing spring to Oaklia.

The faces of those who were full of worries and worries were filled with pride or pride.

And then winter came.

Teresa went to visit the monastery in Oaklea, trying to tell Winter that she would take care of her children at the cathedral.

But Father Simon, the abbot of the monastery, politely declined her request.

“God’s agent has already bestowed abundant grace.”

The heating equipment said to have been made by the hero and the dwarf artisan had already been installed, and the children were wearing thick clothes that looked good at a glance.

I was able to read and write like a child from a wealthy family, and my skin and development were very good.

Teresa asked what she was doing, and Father Simon conveyed her love that the warrior bestowed on her monastery.

Teresa recalled what she had seen in the monastery as she returned to the cathedral.

I misjudged.

I only saw the other person’s appearance and had a foolish idea.

The hero is an agent chosen by God, but he was judged by the standard of an absurd human being.

He was truly an agent of God.

Teresa developed a faint fondness for the hero, who had not seen her face on several occasions.

She

She And She Finally got to attend a meeting where she learns the hero’s true intentions.

Teresa felt that she was fortunate to be attending the meeting as an observer.

That’s because the story that came out of the warrior’s mouth was shocking.

At the meeting was a cardinal who was scheduled to be the next pope.

He is being swayed here and there by the words of the hero.

Not only that.

Even an elf with an overwhelming appearance, like a dragon in mythology, was swung by the warrior’s words.

The ruler of the conference hall was a warrior.

His radical yet effective words had a tremendous ripple effect.

Ah, it might be possible for this person.

A warrior who will save the captive princess like a prince in a fairy tale.

Teresa decided to escape her destiny of being summoned to the Holy Land sooner or later.

But it was a rotten rope.

“This is your choice, Teresa.”

The hero said that and licked the nape of her neck.

Teresa gritted her teeth and bowed her head.

With the hero’s ability, he can save himself even if he just says a word to Seongguk.

I believed that, but the hero did not show any reaction.

So he made a slight provocation….

He was also a man after all.

Teresa now realizes the reality.

Even the person who wrote such a beautiful story is the same in the end.

What happens now?

I feel the warm touch of the warrior’s tongue.

It’s disgusting.

One day, when I sat by the windy window and dozed off, it was the feeling that reminded me of the moment an insect climbed up my body.

Kwakduk.

But as if to show off that he is a human and not a bug, he asked her on the shoulder.

It seemed that the faint pain represented the gloomy future that was about to happen.

He just wanted to pray to God and live as an ordinary paladin.

He wanted to whisper love to the person he met like destiny, and build a normal family to bear the fruit of love.

To the devil wearing the mask of a hero like this….

Teresa no longer saw the warrior as an agent of God.

I just hope this time passes quickly.

As Theresa begged, her hero distanced herself from her.

Has her wish reached God?

Teresa, who had judged that way for a moment with a blank mind, realized that she had been abandoned by the hero.

“It’s my first time… I didn’t have enough time, hero….”

I learned what to do to please men.

If you give me another chance… !

“Did you think I would save you for nothing?”

The hero glared at Theresa with a cold expression.

The last glimmer of hope has gone from her world.

“What are you going to do next when I go back to my hometown?”

She

She hadn’t even thought about it.

“You don’t want to be dragged into the Holy Land, and you don’t want to spread your legs to people who don’t give a damn?”

“Huh… black!”

Teresa finally couldn’t contain it and burst into tears.

So what am I supposed to do?

What can I do!

She was so crying and in the mood to argue.

But if he did, the hero might throw himself out completely.

Theresa had her hair turned white and she couldn’t think of anything.

However, the hero suggested a new alternative to Teresa.

It was the freedom she longed for.

***

The next day.

Theresa, who had gone through so much in one day and had passed out, heard a knock that woke her up.

Teresa struggled to get herself out of bed, and the nuns came in and began to attend to her.

Teresa performed an ablution in a pond made of holy relics.

The nuns who assisted Teresa with her ablution found signs of an affair on her neck and shoulders.

They reported this to the priest at the cathedral.

From then on, the church staff’s gaze toward Teresa changed.

Teresa was very uncomfortable with the change.

She said so she decided to run away.

I just had a good excuse.

A warrior.

That was the magic word.

It is said that her business was related to her hero, because no one stopped her.

Borrowing the name of a being that threatened and intimidated her made her tremble, but she couldn’t help it because she had no power.

Teresa wanted to pray to the Creator by going to a monastery rather than a cathedral.

She

She no longer wanted to pray in the cathedral.

“Be sure to wear this from now on, saintess.”

The priest of the cathedral gave Teresa an artifact that changed her appearance.

It was too great a change to have left scars on her neck and shoulders.

Teresa headed for the monastery with a mixed feeling.

She And She There, she saw an unexpected scene.

ㅡ Wow!

The monastery was located in a rather remote corner of the capital of Aucklia, so the land was rather large.

So there was a lot of space for the kids to run around and play.

However, the space was wider, and surprisingly, the children were enjoying ice hockey.

I had heard rumors about ice hockey, but I never dreamed that I would see it somewhere other than a river or lake.

Ice hockey equipment specially designed for children, not adults.

… No matter how much I thought about it, there was only one person who would do such a thing.

‘Why did you do that to me… ?’

There is no return for helping the children of the monastery.

It literally means a warrior’s act of charity.

A person who can express his love and interest to someone without paying anything in return, why did he ask me for something in return?

The saintess watched the children’s ice hockey game with a complicated mood.

Then, someone approached her.

It was Father Simon.

“Welcome. What did you come to visit today, saintess?”

“How….”

“Because the saintess is the only one who can feel this much divine power. Eat inside.”

Teresa followed Father Simon into the monastery with a complicated mind.

Both monasteries and cathedrals are religious buildings, but oddly enough, there was something comforting about the monastery.

The warmth melted her frozen heart.

“Huh….”

So, without realizing it, tears flowed.

Father Simon was taken aback for a moment, but decided to give her a moment, assuming that she had a problem.

For Father Simon, this was a very familiar sight.

Because all those who suddenly visit her monastery often shed tears like her.

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Of course, the reason Father Simon remained calm was that he did not know where the tears came from.

The owner of the most noble and sacred soul in the world.

Father Simon thought of the hero that way, so he never dreamed that these tears came from the hero.

A saintess who harbors feelings bordering on hatred and fear for the hero.

A bride who worships warriors like gods.

It was the beginning of a strange encounter.