Hmm....

No....that's not...　Why, why, why...!

Don't tell. It's a trade secret.

　I was finally able to defeat my guardian, Gordova, at last.
　It seems like a dumb end to the game, but for me, it feels like it's finally over. My body is filled with fatigue, and I'm super sore from the several shots I took from Godova.

　Oh, come to think of it, I should have let him die and made him a friend.
　Well, either way, I can't take it easy on him now, so it's hard to keep him near death.
　Now all we need to do is deal with the Archbishop who is on a roll, and all will be well.
　But the Archbishop looked at me and then narrowed his eyes.

''Hm ... who said we only have one guardian?

Are you telling me there are still others like it?

How true. My guardian is not only Goldbird...

　The Archbishop raises his right hand.
　That's the light from when he summoned Godova earlier. So it's safe to assume that someone as strong as that one will appear again.
　But if it does appear, Jessica can stop it. I don't know how long Jessica's skill 'performer' will be able to continue, though.
　I looked at Jessica and nodded vigorously. Apparently, I haven't reached my limit yet.
　But my fatigue has reached its limit.
　At the very least, if the Archbishop has a momentary gap, I'll be able to--at once.

''Please stop already!

　Yes, I was hoping, at that moment.
　With both of the Archbishop's arms feathered together, Marin stopped its activation.
　At that moment, my body moved automatically. Even though I'm reaching the limit of fatigue, beyond that point, my body runs the shortest distance to the Archbishop with the most optimal movement and closes in.

''Nah........Marin!　Let go of me!

Stop playing with our guardians any longer!

Shut up!

　The Archbishop pushes Marin's body away. 'Kyah!' Marin shouted, and with that, the Archbishop turned away from me.
　This is the momentary gap I wanted.
　Without any hesitation, without any hesitation at all, I thrust my sword into the back of such an Archbishop.

''N-........!

　My sword pierces through the cloak and plunges into the Archbishop's body.
　The High Pope's eyes widen in astonishment and his teeth gnash as he shakes with a plop, and the cloth covering his face falls off. Then, a ray of blood flowed from his lips.

''Gu, ha........''

　With a gulp, the vomit of blood became more and more, and the Archbishop fell down. Slyly, his body slipped from my sword, and at the same time, a flower of blood bloomed on the floor of the temple.

''Huh...''

　Slowly, I sit back down.
　Now it's over. Finally, it's over. As long as the Archbishop, who had the power to call up his guardians, could be sealed off, there would be no more problems.
　The High Pope - the one who was originally in a position where he had to dedicate himself to his faith - was using his faith. That was interrupted by his pious daughter, who ended his life. In his very words, it was merely 'divine punishment'.

''Sister!　How dare you!

....

　That's what Hemmel shouted in response to Marin's outburst.
　Marin remained seated on the floor, looking at his fallen father - the Archbishop.

'Me!　I was supposed to be the heir to the High Pope!

Hemmel....

If you kill me now, I'll never get to be High Priestess.

You're not in the right place.

　Tiredly, Marin tells this to Hemmel.
　I want to agree with him completely.
　I'm sure that Hemmel, who does not believe in St. Muller with all his heart like Marin does, would not be able to serve as the High Priestess of the Mullerian religion. The cult itself will collapse before long.

'd*mn it!　These people are my future!

Master Noah.

...hmm?

　I didn't hear Hemmel screaming, but Marin spoke to me so.
　His eyes are somewhat sluggish, his cheeks are upturned, and he has a somewhat bewitching air about him. No, I know I shouldn't think of Marin, a priest, in that way.
　Marin remained seated and straightened his residence.

'Thank you for stopping my father. My father was once a devotee of St. Muller-sama. For that to have caused me to lose myself like that I apologize from the bottom of my heart.

No, well thank you.

'Don't think that all the Christians think that way ... at least I don't think that Master St. Muller is sincerely ...'

　Hemmel was still jabbering in the back, but Marin was looking at me seriously.
　But in the middle of speaking out about his beliefs like that.
　Marin's eyes widened.
　And then she looked up at the sky as if she were searching for something. It was as if he heard someone's voice, present there.

'Ah, ah, ah...!

What... what's going on?

St. Muller why did you give me such a great commission?　I'm only a priest!　I can't accept such an honor...!

...?

　He's saying something to himself.
　But it looks kind of strange. It's as if he's listening to a voice from heaven in The Rite of Vocation.
　No way.

"Analyze.

　I focus my magic power on my eyes and look at Marin.
　Then, in front of my eyes, information about Marin appears in a translucent string of text - and I see it.


　Name: Marin Linophallus.
　Occupation: archdeacon level 1
　skill
　Sacred Magic Level 18
　Recovery magic level 18
　Prayer Level 10.
　Agents of Divine Punishment


Haha....!

　I don't believe in God. I just know that there is something in heaven that gives us a profession.
　That's why I don't believe in St. Muller either. But if you say that St. Muller is the one who gives you a job from heaven, then it's probably true.
　Both Jessica and Drake looked at me oddly as I laughed like that.

''No, Noah-sama...?''

Master Noah, what in the world...?

Haha....!

　So, well, I don't believe in God.
　I don't mind if I believe in Saint Muller for a moment.
　Because.
　He properly made the person who had the most devout devotion to him the High Pope.