For a while Marin was left alone, but finally, as if he remembered, he stood up and then tore off his own clothes to make a piece of cloth and then placed it over his own face. It covered his face from his eyes down, just as the Archbishop had done in Marin's hands.
　I didn't understand it well, but is there a rule like 'Archbishops must not expose their faces'?

' ''I'm sorry, sir. Mr. Noah. Thank you.''

Well does that mean that Marin is going to be the new High Priestess?

Yes I do.

　Marin comes to me with a somewhat gloomy look on his face.
　He looks somewhat gloomy, even though he has been recognized by St. Muller-sama, who is a believer, and has become the highest-ranking archbishop in Mullerianism. You should be more than happy since you've become a coveted profession.
　Nope.
　I'm sure it's because of the fact that he helped me - even if indirectly, it's probably because he is repentant for killing his father.

"Thank God it's you.

'Eh....'

'If Marin is now Archbishop, I think Mullerianism will be better from now on.

I don't know if I'll be able to meet your expectations.

　Anxious, Marin's face fell. But for me, I think it ended well.
　It seems that the former Archbishop--Lukudia Linophallus wanted his son Hemmel to succeed him, but St. Muller-sama chose Marin as the next Archbishop.
　Well, as an outsider, I have no idea about the selection criteria. But if I were St. Muller, I would choose someone who was more religious and had faith in me. At the very least, I wouldn't choose a completely unbeliever-like Hemmel.
　That is, if you're going to force him to change with the Book of Job Change or something like that. In normal circumstances, there would have been no way for Hemmel to become the High Pope.

''I don't know if I or anyone else is capable of serving as High Pope, but I will do my best.

Yeah. As for me, I'd like to scream goodbye to St. Muller with all my might.

...?

　At my lighthearted comment, Marin tilts his head slightly.
　But Hemmel, who was alone out of the mosquito net, looked at the dead Archbishop, then at Marin, and then at Poulian, his arms trembling.

'Sis!　What do you mean by that!

'Hemmel you will see. I have been elected by St. Muller as the next Archbishop.

You're kidding me!　It would have been me who would have been the Grand Pope!

'If that is the choice of Master St. Muller, then I can only be lenient and accept it.

I say, "Screw you!

　Marin tells Hemmel, who turns red in the face and is angry, but calmly tells him.
　On what basis does this guy say he's going to be the Archbishop?
　Marin looks at Hemmel with a sad face, but with pity in his eyes.

''No matter how much you shout, this is what St. Muller-sama has decided...''

What?

Eh....

　Hemmel pulled out the dagger that was lying on the floor and held it up.
　He pointed the tip of it at Marin and looked at him with bloodshot eyes, looking at Marin with the eyes of his parent's enemy, exactly as he said.
　Good grief.
　I don't want any more trouble.

''I, I am the one who deserves to be the next great pope!

'Hemmel, calm down ... it is above all St. Muller's choice of an archbishop...'

Shut the f*ck up!

"Analyze.

　Now, how high is Hemmel, who says so proudly?
　In my eyes, his information is in a translucent string of letters--.

　Name: Hemmel Linophallus.
　Occupation: farmer level 4
　skill
　Farming Level 4
　Blessings of the Earth Level 2

....

　No, you're a 'farmer' by profession, aren't you?
　Not a priest or a priestess or something like that, but a 'farmer'?
　I mean, is it possible for a farmer to be a high pope? Come to think of it, the dead Archbishop already had the skills of a 'villager' occupation. Doesn't it have anything to do with that kind of thing to become the High Pope?
　And it's a low level. This is completely a pattern where he got carried away because he's the son of the Archbishop and played around instead of facing his profession.

''My sister, if she dies here...!　The Grand Pope was mine!

Hey.

　I interject as low and intimidatingly as I can while Hemmel rants about it, and I try to keep my voice as low as possible.
　You saw me and Goldova fighting just now. If that's the case, this guy sees me as someone who's strong enough to defeat the guardian.
　In fact, just because I said that to him, he freaked out and shook his shoulder.

'Don't move any further. Drop your weapons.''

I don't...

Well, you don't have to throw it away. You'll be dead instead.

-Oh!

　I stare at him, sharply.
　Hemmel looks at me like that, shivers, then looks around.
　It's Marin, Hemmel, me, my brother Ray, Drake, Jessica, and my dad here.
　At least there's no one here on Hemmel's side anymore. If he's desperately begging for his life, though, Marin, as his sister, will at least make a plea for his life.
　Hemmel must have understood such a situation of his own.

''d*mn it........!

Got it?　Well, then, quietly....

We still have a hostage in this building!

　So," said Hemmel, running out at once.
　It's the path that leads to the back door - where my mother and brother are still there.
　Not good - yes, the moment I was about to head in a hurry.

'Who said I could move?

　With a thump, the hand sword is dropped on Hemmel's neck.
　It was put in at a perfect angle, and in an instant, it reaped Hemmel's consciousness and sank to the floor. Naturally, that was the work of Drake, who predicted Hemmel's move and turned around in an instant.
　Honestly, I, who gave my all in the fight against Godova, can't move properly anymore. I guess we can thank Drake for his wise decision here.

The fact that the grand pontiff's position was handed over to Lord Marin instead of this kind of trash is a relief.

Well yes.

　Finally, the enemy at hand is gone, and I sit back down, relaxed from my entire body. It's a relief to finally be able to sit down.
　I can't even bear to sit down and lie down in a large position. Oh, God. I'm really tired. I just want to sleep like a mudslide.

'Noah........'

Oh, please, Dad...

　The look on my dad's face when he sees me lying there.
　I had accomplished what I set out to do. There were fights with guardians and other miscalculations, but I was able to save my family.
　When I was fifteen years old, I hadn't seen my dad at all since I set out on my journey, and he was still the same as he was back then, although he was exhausted.

''Noah!　Explain it to me!　Why are you the Demon King?

Eh....

'Do you have any idea how much trouble we've had to go through because the whole country has heard that you're the Demon King!　He was suddenly kidnapped by Imperial soldiers and almost executed in front of His Majesty, and then the Prime Minister said something like 'You can use him as a hostage,' and in the end he was locked up without a good meal!　What have we done to deserve this?

....

　Haha, I couldn't help but let out a laugh.
　It was. Come to think of it, he's like this, Dad.

"Uh ... dad.

What!　You know, this is what a demon king looks like!

I'm glad to see you're well.

　Those words came from my heart.
　My dad was about to continue his sermon, but he was blocked, as if he had been prevented from doing so.

　He just clicked his tongue and muttered, "You stupid son of a.......