The Paladin Owns the Relic

16 – The Judge (2)

The Judge said he would arrive in three days. I had something to take care of before that.

I requested a box that can contain the divine barrier, aka transport equipment, which I requested from Martyr. When Martyr heard that, he opened his eyes.

“…Do you mean that you need transportation equipment used to move magic tools or dangerous materials? What are you going to use it for? Maybe… For other business development?”

“What other business? It’s just that I need some.”

I don’t know when I’ll be back here, but I can’t leave the demonic sword Surt alone!

Moreover, for what I want, I must have the demonic sword Surt!

Martier closed his eyes and then opened them. He took the abacus and flicked it lightly.

“It’s available, but…As you know, stuff like that is expensive. They rarely come to cities like this. You can get them from other cities, but…”

Martier glanced at me.

“I’ve already heard the story. It’s going away in a few days. You’ll have to wait at least a few weeks to get the proper stuff from another city. By the time the stuff arrives, the priest won’t be here.”

“Faster?”

“The shorter the time, the higher the price will go up exponentially. If you’re in this city with such transport equipment… You must be a collector or an expert in using it. To get something valuable out of them. , Can’t the price go down and down?”

I admired a little. It was great to roll my head right away.

I was going to simply leave it here and use it as a pants boss… But if it’s like this, it’s a different story.

“Martier. You mean. Do you have any plans to run a separate guild?”

“The top… You mean?”

Martier blinked. Then, he averted his gaze.

“Well…Isn’t that something you need to have money for? To build a proper guild, you don’t have to have a tolerable amount of money. You’ll also need networking with other merchants. For me, it’s just not enough to run a gambling house here. I think you’re right.”

“So?”

“Yes?”

“Don’t give your reasons in detail, just say it clearly. Do you want to do it or not?”

“…Doesn’t a dream come with a cost?”

“Still, it’s a dream that anyone can dream of. To me, you’re too resourceful to remain here as a backstreet talent. I think a merchant would be more suitable than a simple bully.”

Martyr opened his eyes wide. For some reason, his voice trembled slightly.

“…No one ever told me that.”

“So?”

“The priest is a strange person. Sometimes, when I see him, he seems more mature than his real age. For some reason, even the jokes he spits seem to have a purpose.”

Martier bounced the abacus.

“I want to. Actually, I’ve heard it lately. It’s more fun to roll the money. Even though I didn’t spend any money, I feel more alive now than when I was drinking after a fistfight.”

“Isn’t it? I’m the same. I’m not going to be content with being this outskirts priest.”

Pour the drink on the guy’s desk into a glass. He handed him a filled bottle of wine, and held the bottle with the rest of it to his face.

“Since there are two people who want to succeed, shouldn’t we play in a bigger game?”

“…Who is above, who is below?”

“What does it look like to you?”

Martier sighed. He stared at his glass and smiled slightly.

“No matter how much I grow up…I don’t think I can win against the priest. Maybe it was my destiny to become like this from the time I got beaten up in that bar.”

“As Ra’s will.”

“…Before we proceed, I would like to ask you one question. What do you really want, priest?”

“Me?”

I briefly bumped the glass and the bottle. Here is the first drink.

Um.

It’s sweet.

“World Peace.”

“……”

“Don’t look at it with cold eyes, let’s start with a business plan. Oh, and by the way, get that transportation equipment unconditionally.”

“Should I?”

“Of course. It’s like money for our business.”

“If it’s for business funds…We can’t help but move towards transportation…”

“What do you say? My body is my business money! Investing in me is the shortcut to success!”

“……”

. . .

I turned the key in the quiet prayer room. Now that I’m in charge of the management, Meerkant won’t come in even if there’s a noise in the middle of the night. The same goes for Irene.

I leisurely passed through the secret entrance. There were moments when I was worried about the noise that would resound in the middle of the night, but that was all a story in the past.

In this church, there are only kids who would die if I said one word! That means this church is like my world!

【Stop it! You damn bastard!]

As soon as I saw my face, the floating orb became evil and bristled. In response like an angry beast, I secretly aroused my holy power.

“I’m sorry. You said it a long time ago. Are you saying you want to be covered in whitish liquid again?”

[Ah! Hey, that’s enough! I said you can stop!]

Tears fell from the sphere.

【You devilish bastard…I, I won’t give up! So please stop! No matter how much you violate me, I will never hand over my body to you!]

“We’ll have to wait and see.”

I clicked open the transport kit. A large bag resembling a carrier. It was empty inside and coated with multiple magics.

This equipment is used only when moving extremely dangerous items. An item used to carry magic crystals that explode with even the slightest impact, or items with a curse that contaminates the body just by touching them.

When I handed this to me, Martyr’s cheeks were puffy. I heard that the price went several times higher as it was urgently obtained.

But what can I do?

It’s a necessary expense!

I knocked on the transportation equipment. Immediately, the square bag was compressed enough to fit in my pocket and landed on my palm.

Because magic is really strange. Seeing this with my own eyes, I can understand why wizards are so welcome.

This is not a miracle! Priests deserve to die!

I brought back the transportation equipment. I opened the lid and looked at the demonic sword Surt.

【What, what are you trying to do…?】

“What do you look like you’re trying to do?”

【Mo, I don’t know! I don’t want to know! Whatever it is, stop it! Please! Leave me alone!]

Demon sword Surt trembled.

【I-I’ll be quietly locked up… Huh? You said you’d stay here… I won’t ask you to take it out… Please stop…]

Until you sniff. What He acts like a human despite the magic sword.

Well, that’s a bad feeling. Hundreds of times I poured holy power on his body just for training. The demon sword Surt let out a terrible scream every time.

He raised his hand. He carefully stroked the divine barrier. Beyond the white light, Surtur flinched.

【What, what are you doing?】

“Wasn’t it very difficult?”

[Everything, carrots and sticks! I know this trick! Do you think I’ll pass?! Do you look like a woman who is easy enough to let go just because she has such a sorrowful expression?!]

“No?”

But what?

I don’t care if he’s in a bad mood.

On the contrary, it’s more fun to be in a bad mood! If there’s no reaction, there’s no bitterness!

“It will be more difficult, so prepare your mind.”

【What, what?! What’s wrong?!】

“Now…Go in…?”

[De, don’t come in! Ha…And…Don’t come in…!]

Like any other eo, he broke through the divine barrier. Dark red magic splashed from her fingertips.

[Warning]

[Warning]

[Warning]

[The stigma refuses the invasion of ‘evil’.]

[Erosion begins.]

[The body is becoming contaminated.]

Surt struggled.

【Extract…! Take it off…! Please…!】

“Why? Do you like this place?”

【Ah…Nah…! No…!]

“Are you here?”

【Ahhhhh…!】

Jwasamsam Usamsam!

I quickly turned my hand. My body had already memorized the intrusion route of the divine barrier that led to the demonic sword Surt.

On top of that, I was used to this sacred barrier like my own body. Using this power, Surt’s contamination could be easily pushed away.

[The body is rapidly purified.]

[Erosion stops.]

I don’t know who made it, but it’s a well-made barrier.

Thanks to that, I can play around with the demonic sword Surt…

It’s thrilling.

It’s always new.

The divine barrier is the best.

【And…Just…For you…This barrier…!】

Surt desperately pushed my hand away and screamed.

【This can’t go any further!】

“It’s over!”

【Haaa!!】

Dududuk!

Something splashed in the face. Surtur trembled. The black magic powers that leaked out at twenty-twenty lost their power and collapsed.

Is it magical power that splatters on your face? It’s going grandly indeed. Originally, I would have stopped at this point, but now I had something to do.

Today’s task is to dismantle the divine barrier, not training.

【This, now… Back to the past… Can’t go back…】

“hehehehe.”

I moved my hand busily. Leaving only the kernel behind, I took off the fixed frames around me one by one.

The goal is to compress lightly enough to be transported, and then change the shape according to one’s taste.

I was focused. If I strayed even slightly, the shape would be distorted and I would have to start over, so I couldn’t play around anymore.

I don’t even know how many hours have passed since then.

After a long process, I was able to confine the sphere of the demonic sword Surt in the round sacred barrier. A newly formed divine barrier that retains its original performance.

The reason this was possible was because of one of my perks, the ‘blessing of the sun god’. This sacred barrier is also recognized as a holy thing, so unless it is broken, it will not rebel.

I threw the barrier containing the demonic sword Surt into the air and caught it. Surt let out an excited breath.

【Dog…Bastard…Really…You…Are trash…Ha…Ha…]

“How does it feel to be bitten by a bastard?”

【Shut up…Shut up…!】

Yes.

I don’t have the strength to joke either.

Suitable for transportation. After making it small, I put it in my pocket.

This is the end. All you have to do is go to the church headquarters with the demonic sword Surt and use it to retrieve the hidden relic…

I collapsed on the floor. I gasped and stared at the ceiling.

I’ll shake it off and eat it! Church Headquarters!

. . .

The referee has arrived.

A carriage, which is rare in this city, has arrived in front of the church. Jumping, someone jumped out of the wagon.

“Judge. You mustn’t jump off the wagon.”

“You’re overprotective. I’m sorry. You’re trying to control this body that’s the size of a bishop! You’re talking too much! Come after being ten years older!”

“I’m fifteen years older than you.”

“Then eat twenty years!”

“Let’s not talk.”

The sun was shining. But even that seemed to have lost its light for a moment.

A woman wearing a uniform. The playful movements were very sparkling. It wasn’t just because the outfit was fancy.

The appearance under the radiant platinum hair made me stare in awe for a moment. I couldn’t explain everything with the sense of playfulness or sunshine.

Beauty.

A person comparable to Irene, like a made-up doll.

Beverick, who was tied up, drooled. Then, startled, she came to her senses.

Soon, until her body trembled.

“Why, why, of all things, the infamous…Heretic Inquisitor Dimona…?”

Heretic Inquisitor Dimona.

She walked confidently. Her outstretched feet moved lightly. Her red eyes were as pretty as sparks burning.

But I felt a different kind of goosebumps that didn’t come from beauty. Heretic Inquisitor Dimona.

I know. No, it’s weird not knowing.

Aren’t you one of the main NPCs?

“Hmm.”

Demona, who arrived in front of us with an attendant, glanced at me and Beverick. Then she grinned. It was a grin with fangs showing.

“Apprentice Beverick. Long time no see?”

“Oh, long time no see… Judge…”

Beverick trembled like a mouse in front of a cat. Dimona turned to Meerkant. Contrary to her playful demeanor, she politely bowed her head.

“It’s been a while. Priest Meerkant.”

“Judge Dimona. Have you been in a good mood?”

“Thanks to you. The priest is still the same. I’m a little surprised that nothing has changed.”

“Where can people easily change?”

“That’s right. People don’t change easily. That’s why I don’t like people who I didn’t like once.”

Dimona glanced at Beverick and grinned.

“I’d like to see the ‘evidence’ as well as discuss the backlog. Can you guide me, priest?”