I Became the Burden of a Conscienceless Party

22 – Saint Irina (2)

Saint Irina (2)

The moment Irina met her hero, she understood at first sight.

‘Ah, this person is the same.’

That she, too, had the mask of her lies pulled over her face.

She seemed to know her Irina’s true nature.

Irina wondered how, but she acted kind as always.

There was nothing difficult about her. This kindness is just something she had to let go of in her past. In fact, it’s not acting, it’s just an action close to retrospective.

That’s how she was with the warrior.

What she learned in the process is that the hero is more cautious than she thought. Since she had no support, she couldn’t blindly refuse her support, so she only received the support of herself as a saint and the leading group within her empire.

She hopes that at least her acceptance will weed out the idiots who try to force themselves on her.

Irina said she knew all of that, but she didn’t bother. She is rather comfortable if she behaves like that. If she wasn’t rather stupid, it might not be a dream for her to defeat the Demon King.

‘Ah, was that it?’

That’s how she found out by going through her journey together.

‘Hero can read people’s surface psychology.’

The trigger was when a high-ranking demon approached. A demon who makes full use of the smoke that the village was destroyed and only he survived.

She was able to recognize its existence at once. She is the one who uses divine power. There’s no way I wouldn’t recognize her demons.

‘If you look closely at the destroyed village, it has just been built.’

It is said that the village itself did not exist in the first place. However, Irina did not bother to point it out.

You can tell just by looking at the warrior’s complexion.

That the demon in front of her is a stronger enemy than she thought. That’s why she knows, but she’s playing into the demon’s hands.

And even with Irina’s eyes, she couldn’t see the status of a demon who introduced herself as Jim.

Of course, they are not nobles or famous demons, so if you use the power of the church, you will be able to save them.

‘I’d better wait and see for the time being.’

While Irina kept an eye on her hero and her pack, she manipulated her superficial psychology from that day on.

Perhaps by the time the hero first met Irina, her purpose had already been discovered.

Even so, she couldn’t stop her joining because she thought of organizing her party, weighing her gains and losses.

‘Maybe… ….’

I might really be able to defeat the demon lord. Irina gave up her hostile thoughts about the hero at the point she ironically decided to manipulate her own surface psyche.

Of course, the hero would not be able to notice such a change in Irina.

She thought it didn’t matter.

Even if she changed her mind, whether the hero failed or succeeded, the result was the same as the first time.

***

It’s annoying.

That was Irina’s assessment of her new colleague, Jim. She

She thought about how many times she would use the church’s strength to kill her.

However, because she uses being a spy, on the contrary, it is a means to extract information or lead to a trap.

There was a high probability that she would have left it alone, since the hero would have such thoughts.

Or, it could be that she naturally raised the power of her party and then tried to kill her with her own hands.

Irina had no intention of interfering with the hero’s work. She knows she’s guarding herself, but she intends to be as friendly as possible.

She wanted to conform to her wishes because no matter what the outcome was, she could benefit from it.

If the hero was really an idiot, he would have pulled the thread from behind, but seeing that he is still struggling and working hard makes me want to cheer him on.

She changed herself, but she tried to believe because the root that was deeply seated inside her still remained.

Of course…….

“hahahaha, isn’t the sun a bit strong today? That’s why I’m not good at it, but I’ve made a parasol.”

Jim’s annoyance was enough to upset her.

‘Oh, he’s good with his hands.’

Irina accepted the parasol Jim gave her with a forced smile.

For something made of wood, the handle part is heavy.

She said that she would like to take a look at it after she disbanded, but she thanked Irina as kindly as possible.

‘But what’s the way to get a good impression when you can’t really act?’

This madman sometimes picks flowers from the fields.

‘Did I learn the world through fairy tales?’

Yes, she is seriously practicing the fairytale-like method.

Well, it’s hard to be fooled. It feels like her head is becoming a flower garden this way.

Of course, the luggage was useful.

He fulfilled his role as a porter and was talented at miscellaneous jobs.

However, she is a demon and a spy after all.

No matter what he did, it couldn’t look good in Irina’s eyes.

“Ah, Jim. Then would you like to pray with me?”

“…… A prayer?”

“Yes!”

This is a very small way to vent your anger.

Irina held Jim’s hand with a smile that bloomed like a flower.

And with the intention of showing a lesson to her troublesome demon, she rubbed her holy power on the back of her hand.

“Uh, I, that… …. What?!”

Her own warning.

She thought she would teach her by the burn mark on the back of her hand that she would become if she tried to come over this.

Irina smiled sincerely as she watched Jim’s expression as if he was enduring pain for a while.

“If you pray with a group of people, you can create a sense of unity. In the future, often like this…….”

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Irina staggers in the middle of her words with her pretense! Shook her body

“Gwa, it seems to be fine. Yes, I don’t particularly believe in God, and wouldn’t it be offended if someone who didn’t even believe in himself prayed for that heavenly god? Therefore… ….”

Amidst Jim’s gibberish from Irina’s prayer attack.

Irina just glared at the back of her Jim’s hand with her nonsensical gaze.

No wounds.

Jim’s skills have been figured out, and now he is stronger himself. Based on that judgment, I committed it with the thought that this would be enough to teach me a painful lesson.

It is one of two things that there are no scars. Either she misestimated her opponent’s abilities, or her opponent had a special ability she didn’t know about.

Irina decided to take a close look at her luggage, focusing on the latter.

She used to cling to him tenaciously, but this time Irina clung to him.

Jim was really hard on Irina, so he tried to distance himself from her, but she said.

‘No, why does this bastard bounce like this?’

Self-employed.

Jim trying to win favor with her saintess, and Irina digging into her true identity.

The situation started to unfold with nothing good for both of them.

“Jim, would you like to pray with me today?”

“…… Is it really necessary?”

“Yes!”

“I see… ….”

For a while, Irina held Jim’s hand and repeated her prayers to uncover Jim’s identity.

***

There are no miracles in this world.

Now that the heavenly god has left, all that remains is a coincidence that looks like a miracle.

Irina knew that, so she kept her order by doing all sorts of tricks. Because I wanted to save people regardless of the existence of God.

But that doesn’t mean she’s lost her faith.

She still believes in Heaven.

She is looking for him anxiously.

I pray for him to look back at humans once again.

Even if she brings down her wrath upon her.

She hoped that there would be someone who would be a ray of light for those who live a hard day and pray for the future.

But I know. There is no such thing.

Irina lived with such conflicting thoughts.

She was so worn out.

By the way…….

“Yeah, by the way.”

Irina combined what she had researched and what she had learned through the power of her Order to find information about her baggage.

She was determined and determined, but the amount of information was less than expected. I would rather have more information if it was a corps commander or a demon king. Of course, it was because Jim didn’t perform as prominently as he did.

And yet, the information came out.

“Mixed blood between a demon and a human? There is something impossible…… ?”

He was truly a miracle. This is because he was an existence that could not have been born by chance.

It’s a bit like what she said, belonging to her church, but the level of demons was much higher than that of humans or other heterogeneous tribes.

The only ones who can compare with him are the Balaur.

That’s why the mixed race of demons couldn’t exist.

Even if you fall in love with another race, you will be born as a demon.

The blood of the race was so strong that mixed blood could not be born.

And the same goes for dragons.

Humans and demons, and humans and dragons. There is not even a mixed race between demons and dragons.

A child born between a dragon and a demon is either a dragon or a demon.

There can never be mixed blood.

By the way, mixed blood between humans and demons?

“One of the three. Either this information is wrong or miraculous. Or not… ….”

The mixed blood is a completely new being that is not human.

But either way, it could be called a miracle.

There wasn’t much information about him. It’s only about 5 years worth.

Unfortunately, during that five-year period, the heavenly god disappeared.

Irina felt her heart pounding.

Expectation and elation. She is what she abandoned to keep her Order.

“I hope you are a miracle given by the Heavenly God.”

Irina said it inadvertently, and she realized it too late. She

She’s already committed to her malice, but she still knows that she’s hoping for her miracle to save herself.

“hahahaha… ….”

Weakened. However, I was grateful that her tender parts remained.

That’s why Irina prayed.

Her aversion to her luggage disappeared that day. He began to appear as neither a bug nor a human being.

Yes, Irina said, that day, she was able to look straight at Jim.

I saw Jim like that…….

“Now I see that Mr. Jim is really…… Funny he was a man.”

He was a person with a taste for bullying.