Chapter 39: 36

Chapter 36

“Yes?!”

Sevis, who was lying on his back, was startled and answered as if he was having a convulsion.

After a moment of wriggling, he covered himself completely with the blanket and looked back at Sylvia, his eyes wide open. In the darkness, Sevis, buried in the blanket and flashing his red eyes, looked like a hermit crab. His eyes were red, so was he a hermit crab buried in the deep sea?

‘Why is he so startled? Was he asleep?’

Sylvia lowered her voice a little, feeling sorry that she had woken him up.

“What do we do this week? Have you found a new dungeon?”

“Ah! Don’t worry. I went to the shore today and found a new dungeon.”

Sylvia sighed in relief at Sevis’ words.

“Phew, then I won’t have to worry.”

“Yes, but it’s not a cave. It’s a mudflat, so I think we need to take a shovel with us.”

“Alright. Let’s put it in the picnic bag, which has infinite storage.”

After finishing the conversation, she lay back on the bed with a happy expression.

It was a good thing that he found a new dungeon. It meant that she could target Noel in the temple for the rest of the days, and go to the mudflat dungeons on her days off.

Thankfully, because there was a surge of slaves… correction, of new believers due to her successful preaching activities, the temple part-time had become easier, and she wasn’t very tired.

‘I’m just annoyed by my instinct to neglect work.’

It would be great if there was a way to get rid of karma, but there was no such item in the secret shop. If only she could get rid of it, she could go to a picnic with Sevis on her days off or loaf around at home like a corpse. How great would it be?

Sylvia smacked her lips with regret.

Come to think of it, Secret said he would prepare another item next time she came.

Will she be able to buy karma removal items next time she goes there?

While Sylvia was lying on the bed, deep in thought, Sevis looked at her quietly, let out a small sigh, then turned around and dug into the blanket.

‘She doesn’t ask me to sleep with her anymore… I’m sad for some reason.’

Sevis closed his eyes, soothing his pounding chest.

Sylvia would have lamented if she knew his inner thoughts, but even if she was a pervert, she couldn’t do anything if he kept refusing.

Unaware of Sevis’ thoughts, Sylvia closed her eyes, and soon, only the sound of regular breathing could be heard in the room.

The next morning, she woke up early. She cut the ragged clothes in the closet with scissors and made them into mopping rags, and, after cleaning with Sevis, Sylvia came outside.

Although it was not embellished with fancy jewelry, unlike the clothes she saw at the hotel rental, the vivid yellow dress was very bright because it was made from high-quality fabric.

When she passed by the village, the local merchants said, ‘Hey Sylvia, good morning.’, having somehow become acquaintances. This was due to the change in her public evaluation to Citizen 1.

‘Morning greetings? What kind of old-fashioned fantasy novel is this… But it doesn’t feel bad. I really feel like I’ve risen in status.’

After arriving at the temple with light steps, Sylvia was asked by the old priest to clean Noel’s office today. Of course, Sylvia did not refuse and headed to the office.

Knock, knock. When she knocked, she heard Noel’s mellow voice, in a trance, coming from the interior.

“Come in.”

She paused for a moment as she was about to go in without thinking.

‘Come to think of it, I just left the restaurant after stimulating him properly yesterday. I’m a little embarrassed. I’m not that brazen either.’

Sylvia, who was brazen but not that brazen, opened the door wide, ignoring the feeling of being a little embarrassed, and greeted him with a lively expression.

“Mr. Noel, good morning! Mr. Priest asked me to clean this place today.”

“Ah… It’s Miss Sylvia.”

Noel looked up with an indifferent expression. Then, realizing that it was she who came inside, he became dazed for a moment. And he quickly turned his head to the side.

Noel’s ears, which were exposed because of that, were red. He was extremely red even down to his neck. He cleared his throat and lowered his abundant eyelashes.

“… You’re wearing the new clothes.”

“Yes. Thanks to you, I’m wearing this kind of clothes. Without fail! I’ll pay you back for this.”

As Sylvia answered vigorously, Noel paused and raised the corners of his mouth. Then, he turned his head slowly and looked at Sylvia with a soft glance.

“It looks good on you.”

“Thank you.”

When Sylvia replied with a bright smile, Noel, who was still looking at her with a blushing face, hesitated for a moment, and then opened his mouth again.

“Also… you don’t have to pay me back for the clothes.”

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“Hey, how can I do that? I have to pay you back.”

“You don’t have to. I just wanted to buy it for you, so I did it.”

Noel, who smiled shyly, looked into her eyes. Sylvia’s heart pounded as his green eyes curved beautifully.

‘Dear heavens, no matter how many times I see it, his eye smile is amazing.’

She checked the status window again and found that Noel’s friendship had reached 90 points! The attack was almost around the corner. Would she be able to do it within this week? Sylvia’s body became hot as she looked forward to it. In order to attack easily, it was necessary to raise the stats more quickly. Sylvia looked around to clean, as the old priest asked.

However, there was nothing to clean up in the office that was as neat as Noel’s personality.

‘But since I was told to clean it, I should do something.’

Sylvia smiled as she swept the lustrous floor with a broom. Thinking that she was in the same space as Noel, she just smiled.

While organizing the paperwork, Noel glanced back at Sylvia, who was sweeping the floor, and blushed again.

His gaze naturally slid down Sylvia’s waistline inside the dress, her beautifully rising buttocks, and her white, straight legs. Even though it was not a tight dress, he could not help but imagine her naked as he traced along the lines of Sylvia’s body.

‘Ah, if this goes on… it’s going to stand up again. As expected, was Miss Sylvia really the hero in the oracle? The person who makes me stand by myself…’

Noel remembered what happened in the restaurant.

What he felt while Sylvia’s little foot gently stroked his leg. Didn’t he feel excited and wanted her foot to rise higher and trample on the middle part?

It seemed really crazy, but once he thought about it, he couldn’t stop. Before he met Sylvia, all he did was wake up and serve God, but now his head was full of her.

‘Will it be alright like this? The High Priest expects me to be the next Pope.’

In principle, the priests of the empire were unable to marry. According to the rules of the Holy Scripture, they had to be reverent in body and mind. But instincts function on their own.

In the present day, there were quite a few priests in imperial temples, which were rotting from their roots, in a relationship with women or living together without getting married. It was possible because the divine power would not disappear even if one was close to the opposite sex.

However, the position of the pope was different. Since he was a representative of God, he had to keep away from women all his life, and had to control his life thoroughly.

Noel, the son of the Count’s family, was born with a strong divine power and was educated to be a priest from a young age. It was something honorable for the Count. It was an honor for the family if he became a regular priest, but their son even became a high-ranking priest at a young age, so the family was in a festive mood.

Once every six months, when he visited his parents at home, they greeted him with respectful eyes.

Although he didn’t tell his parents that he was a candidate for the next papal election, they secretly expected that he, who had become a high-ranking priest at a young age, would rise to an even higher position.

‘I can’t abandon that expectation.’

Noel lowered his head, trying to focus on the paperwork again. However, he couldn’t focus, and several thoughts disturbed his mind.

Although it was ridiculous, if the words ‘make him stand on his own’ meant the person who gives him an erection, then Sylvia might really be the hero the oracle referred to.

So what was he supposed to do? The oracle did not say that they would be connected.

Feeling somewhat confused, Noel swung his pen roughly over the paper for no reason.

‘This too shall pass.’

When he tried to write on the paper where he had been drawing needless circles in, it had become ruined. It was an important authorization document, but it was all ruined.

Noel was staring blankly at the documents that had become ruined when Sylvia suddenly approached him and picked up the papers he was scribbling on.

“Mr. Priest, is this trash? Should I throw it away?”

“Ah, no. Leave it here.”

Noel, who stopped Sylvia from throwing away the documents with a panicked face, looked at the tattered documents with a troubled expression and managed to make a copy.

“Phew…”

Noel, who sighed, tried to concentrate on his work again, and Sylvia swept hard as she had been tasked.

After watering the planters in the office and diligently dusting off the window frames, the time of the priest meeting finally came.

The apprentice priest who came in after knocking called both Sylvia and Noel.

“Priest Noel, Miss Sylvia, it’s time for the meeting. Both of you must attend.”

Noel, who was restless, and Sylvia, who was happy no matter what they did because she was thinking of the upcoming attack, headed to the conference room without knowing each other’s minds.

The High Priest was sitting in the upper seat of the long table placed in the center of the conference room, and on both his sides were a high-ranking priest and a lay minister.

Noel went to his seat, the fourth from the upper seat. Being a special attendee, Sylvia’s seat was right next to Noel’s.

“Let’s start today’s meeting.”

As all the attendees had gathered, the meeting began with a clear bell sound. They put their hands together, prayed devoutly, and the regular priests reported their work.

The High Priest’s devotional sermon, which was like a head teacher giving instructions, followed that. Due to the longer-than-expected sermon, Sylvia, whose back was exposed to the warm sunshine coming in from the big window, closed her eyes in a prayer position.

“… Miss Sylvia. Miss Sylvia?”

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