Chapter 145
Chapter 145.
Angels Wing.
A guild operated by FIPA.
It was famous for being dispatched to countries where score management had failed and the Tower of Light gauge had reached dangerous levels.
To secure scores for them.
Shin Yuri had also mentioned last time.
-I tried contacting some of the players there, but they said they would bury their bones in that guild. Usually, players with that level of skill want to live comfortably in big cities.
She had said that Angels Wing players had high loyalty.
And that she had failed to poach them.
'So he's a pillar of that Angels Wing...'
Then Father Esteban must be a top-tier player among players.
Well, he would receive support from an Angel Constellation too.
Despite his appearance, he could display powerful strength inside towers.
Just then.
"A pillar! That's quite a burdensome thing to say!"
Father Esteban, who had come out of the bathroom.
Whether he had heard Lee Junil's words, he waved his hands dismissively.
"I just happened to have good wavelength compatibility with angels. A body that's easy to descend into, you could say?"
"Isn't that because of your deep faith, Father?"
"Huh? I don't have particularly strong faith though."
"...What?"
Father Esteban passed by the dumbfounded Lee Junil.
Poured more alcohol into his glass and drank it all at once.
"Keuuu... I was practically non-religious before I first saw angels, actually."
"Weren't you a priest before that?"
"No. I was doing priestly work before that too... but I got into this path because I was trying to wash my hands of the cartel."
"...Cartel?"
"Mexican drug cartel. Maybe you don't know about it in Korea?"
"I do know about it."
Mexican cartel.
They were famous for fighting fiercely even against public authority, so he had seen them on the news often.
But he became a Catholic priest to get out of the cartel?
"Anyway, I didn't have even this much faith. But I wonder why they frequently descend on such a delinquent priest."
"Do they descend frequently?"
"Yes. But... shall we go somewhere to talk about the details?"
While saying that, he picked up the bottle in his hand.
Father Esteban also grabbed his glass.
"Where are you going?"
"To Heavenly Demon's house, of course."
"Our house?"
"Yes!"
Father Esteban answered vigorously and smiled brightly.
"You said we'd have a drink in the evening earlier, didn't you?"
"That's true, but."
"So I was thinking of waiting at Heavenly Demon's place until evening."
Was that it?
But who said he could?
Looking at Father Esteban who was unnecessarily close, Lee Ganghan tilted his head.
"Ah. In Korean... right. Is this rude?"
"Um... a bit?"
"I see! But couldn't you let me just for today? I really have something important to tell you."
Father Esteban, who acknowledged it but still wanted to go and pleaded.
He wondered if this was really okay, but.
'Since he's going that far, I'm actually curious about what he wants to say.'
Lee Ganghan nodded readily.
"Alright. Then let's go home together. Father can also ride in the car with us."
"Ah. You mean the representative's car from earlier?"
"Yes."
"Okay. But..."
Lee Junil asked in a subtle voice.
"What's your relationship with the representative?"
"What? We're an agent representative and contracted player relationship."
"For that kind of relationship, the representative is treating you too well? You don't need to hide anything from dad."
"Oh. Heavenly Demon, you didn't go to America?"
Seeing middle-aged men grinning like that.
Lee Ganghan's head started throbbing.
"It's not like that."
"Really?"
"Let's just say it's something like that for now!"
These people don't believe me at all.
"Besides, what kind of luxury would I have in the current situation..."
"What's wrong with the current situation? Right now, thanks to Heavenly Demon, our humanity is still breathing."
Father Esteban grinned while saying that.
"Shouldn't Heavenly Demon also enjoy life instead of focusing only on towers?"
"I'm fine with how things are now."
"That's unfortunate. It's a world where overly sincere people lose out..."
While saying that.
Tap, Tap.
Father Esteban tapped the whiskey bottle in his hand with his fingers.
"Ah, right. Then let's drink together!"
This priest really likes alcohol.
Lee Ganghan shook his head and headed out to get in the car.
"Ah. Heavenly Demon, are you finished with your business?"
"Yes. Sorry for making you wait so long."
"Not at all. It's naturally what I should do. Oh, but..."
Shin Yuri looked at the two men following behind Lee Ganghan and tilted her head.
"Are father and, um, the priest also riding together?"
"Yes. We decided to go to our house together. Would that be okay?"
"Of course!"
When Shin Yuri readily agreed.
The group got in the car.
Lee Ganghan sat in the passenger seat, and Lee Junil and Father Esteban sat in the back seat.
"Sorry for getting a ride when we're meeting for the first time."
"Not at all, father. Of course I should give you a ride!"
While greeting Lee Junil, Shin Yuri looked at Father Esteban.
"Oh. Father, but..."
Seeing that he was holding a bottle in one hand.
And a glass on the other hand, she was at a loss for words.
What's with this person?
Didn't they say he was a priest?
"Ah. Don't worry! I'll hold this bottle tightly so it doesn't break!"
When Esteban hugged the bottle while reeking of alcohol.
Shin Yuri blinked her eyes.
"Um... but then, was the business you had to take care of earlier... drinking?"
"Ah, ah. No. This was after work! I consumed it like a potion to survive!"
"Potion... ?"
"Yes. I have a disease where I die if I don't drink and smoke after work!"
Shin Yuri looked at Father Esteban who mentioned drinking and smoking in fluent Korean.
She was momentarily speechless.
"Um, Yuri, let's go for now. And Father... you won't drink in the car, right?"
"Eh, eh. Heavenly Demon, would I really do that? Hahaha!"
Father Esteban, who had been taking out the bottle he was hugging.
Hugged it tightly again.
If he hadn't said anything, he definitely would have drunk it.
"Then I'll start driving."
When Shin Yuri drove toward the Seoul house.
Nod, Nod.
Father Esteban, perhaps exhausted, quickly fell asleep.
Angel descent must put a burden on the body.
'I still wonder if the need to drink and smoke is real...'
But that powerless collapse after the descent earlier.
Seeing him walking around after drinking, it doesn't seem to be complete nonsense.
"Representative, thank you again for taking such good care of my son."
"Oh my. Not at all, father. Thanks to Heavenly Demon, our agent's status has also risen."
On the way home, while Lee Junil and Shin Yuri exchanged such pleasantries.
[Maldito angel......]
Father Esteban, who was sleeping, talked in his sleep in Spanish.
Father Esteban, who had been speaking fluent Korean all along, but still didn't sleep-talk in Korean.
'But what does it mean?'
Somehow the nuance doesn't seem to be a good meaning.
When Lee Ganghan was thinking that.
"Um... that person is really a priest, right?"
Shin Yuri in the driver's seat whispered quietly to Lee Ganghan.
"Yes."
"But he's suddenly cursing at angels...?"
"Do you know Spanish?"
"Yes. I just know a little as general knowledge, but that feels like 'Damn angel.'"
So he roughly said damn angel.
After the angel descent ended, he grumbled 'ran away without even answering.'
If he's doing that even in his sleep talk, he must have been quite serious.
"He is... a priest..."
Even Lee Junil found it hard to defend this.
He said it in a resigned tone.
While having such conversations and slowly heading home.
By the time they arrived at the upscale residential area in Hannam-dong, it had already become evening.
***
"Yuri, you really worked hard today."
"Ah, not at all, Heavenly Demon. But there's something I definitely realized today."
Shin Yuri, who had parked in front of Lee Ganghan's house.
Sighed with a tired face.
"For long distances, it's better to just call a driver. When I do it, it's not efficient."
Long distance.
Was Yongin to Hannam-dong a long distance?
Lee Ganghan smiled bitterly but.
"Let's do that next time."
He completely agreed with her opinion.
"Then I'll be going now. Heavenly Demon, have a good evening with your family~"
"Yes. You really worked hard today."
When Shin Yuri got back in the car and parked at the house next door, which was her home.
"Hm...? Why is your representative parking over there?"
"She lives next door."
"Really?"
When Lee Junil grinned and looked back and forth between the house next door and his son.
"Haaaam. I slept well... Now I'm coming to my senses."
Father Esteban, who had been half-asleep even after getting out of the car.
Click.
Opened the bottle he was holding and filled his glass.
Gulp, Gulp.
After drinking the whiskey like water.
"Ah... I'm alive. But, gasp, cough...! My my breathing...!"
Suddenly collapsed on the spot.
And started coughing.
"Father Esteban?! Are you alright?!"
Lee Junil approached him with a worried face, but.
"Ugh... Alcohol is satisfying, but nicotine is lacking...!"
When Esteban complained about cigarettes, his expression turned cold.
"...Father, this is not the time to be joking."
"No, I'm really not joking...? Gasp. Heck. Hic. Cough."
"..."
Anyone could see it was forced breathing sounds.
'Is such a person really a pillar of Angels Wing.'
Angels Wing.
It had a noble image of refusing wealth and fame and voluntarily being dispatched to dangerous countries.
Father Esteban is completely destroying that image.
The first impression was that he was like a drug addict.
Maybe it was surprisingly accurate?
When Lee Ganghan was watching Esteban like that.
"Son... is there a convenience store nearby?"
Lee Junil, gritting his teeth and forcing a smile, asked Lee Ganghan.
"Ah. Yes. There's one at the entrance of this residential complex. Let's go together."
"Okay. Let's do that."
"Wow!"
Then Esteban quickly got up again.
Father Esteban, who went to the convenience store and bought not only alcohol but also cigarettes by the carton.
"Can't you smoke on the streets in Korea?"
"Yes, that's a bit..."
"Hee. I'll just have to hold them in my mouth."
With several unlit cigarettes in his mouth.
He returned to Lee Ganghan's house.
"Oh. Nice house."
"The house is... so clean..."
"We haven't moved in long ago."
Looking at the spotless new house.
Esteban looked around inside.
And took out several cigarette packs from the convenience store bag.
"This won't do. I can't smoke inside this clean house. I'll go smoke to my heart's content outside."
Then about ten minutes passed.
"Whew. I'm alive..."
Father Esteban came back reeking of cigarette smoke.
With the cigarette pack he had taken filled with butts.
"Where should I throw this away?"
"...Don't tell me you smoked all of that?"
"Yes. I smoke to survive."
He finished 3 packs of cigarettes in 10 minutes.
Was this realistically possible?
'It seems too suspicious to just view it as nicotine addiction.'
Really, as Father Esteban said.
Isn't he smoking to survive?
When Lee Ganghan was thinking that.
A drinking table was quickly being set up in the house.
"Hehe. Since I've filled my nicotine for today... shall we refill alcohol?"
"Father, you need to visit the Occupation Reservation tower at the border tomorrow. So drinking too much is..."
"What? I guarantee that Uncle Junil here will collapse first?"
Father Esteban pointed back and forth between Lee Junil and the bedroom with his finger.
Lee Junil's brow twitched at this.
"...I don't lose to anyone when it comes to drinking."
"Oh. I'm looking forward to it?"
"Let's have a drink."
Dad has some pride about drinking.
He just hit that spot perfectly.
Lee Ganghan smiled bitterly.
And watched the middle-aged men drink.
Of course, they.
"Here. Heavenly Demon, have a drink too!"
Also kept making Lee Ganghan drink.
'The pace is slower than when I drink alone.'
After awakening the Heavenly Demon Constitution.
It had no impact at all on Lee Ganghan who didn't get drunk easily anymore.
"Son... burp... your complexion isn't changing at all?"
"Maybe because my stamina is 10+, I don't get drunk easily."
"Really...? Burp...! I'm envious."
Rather, Lee Junil, who was drinking together.
Said he envied his drinking capacity several times.
"Ah... let me rest for a moment..."
Lay down on the sofa.
And quickly fell asleep.
"Uncle Junil lasted quite long."
"I'll go lay father in the bedroom."
"Yes, yes."
When Lee Ganghan came back after laying down his drunk father.
"Now... we can have a real conversation."
Esteban, who seemed fine despite drinking so much.
Said while spinning his glass around.
"A real conversation?"
Could it be that Father Esteban.
Was waiting for father to fall asleep?
When Lee Ganghan sat down.
"Yes. I thought a crazy priest might say some nonsense."
Esteban, with a serious expression.
"About angels... that is."
Said he would now start talking nonsense.