Chapter 19
Chapter 19
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 19
Chapter Title: The Chosen Holy Knight
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"Saintess, thank you so much. Thank you..."
"No need. I only did what was right. May Plain Facts from the Lord always be with you..."
Saintess Erin.
She had come to a village near the capital to provide medical aid after hearing Igugwoden's voice.
The village had apparently been raided by a Bandit Gang not long ago.
Erin recalled her own unfortunate past. These people must have gone through a truly difficult time, just like we did back then.
Of course, the small village where Erin had lived had been struck by a plague as well, making the situation even more horrific than this...
Either way, even without Igugwoden's words, she probably would have found a way to help upon hearing the news.
The damage was quite severe, including a nearby orphanage that had burned down, so the need for aid was desperate—
"The Imperial Army doesn't seem to have been dispatched here."
At Erin's words, Cecilia bowed her head.
"It seems there are some internal issues. They don't have the luxury to check every single village."
"Issues?"
"Yes."
From what Cecilia was saying, it was probably a political matter.
She was the one among the three priests accompanying Erin who knew best what was happening outside the religious world.
Since Erin had no interest in politics, Cecilia's presence was a great help to her.
At that moment.
A girl from the village pointed at Cecilia and said,
"Mom, Mom. Look at that sister's clothes. Her boobs are all showing!"
"You, you...! I-I'm sorry, Sister. The child is still too young and doesn't understand how important the Divine Power Pouch is..."
Erin stepped forward instead of the flustered woman, smiling with utmost benevolence.
"Not at all. Someday, this child will come of age and learn Lord Igugwoden's teachings. In the Saintess's name, I pray she grows up healthy until that day."
"Thank you, Saintess...!"
"Mom. Does the Lord like boobs?"
"Be quiet! Do you want a spanking? Let's go."
"Bye-bye, Saintess Sister—!"
Erin gave a bittersweet smile as she watched the child wave innocently on her way back.
"It seems Lord Igugwoden's will hasn't reached everyone on the continent yet."
"Yes. Exposing the Divine Power Pouch doesn't align with the path of asceticism for those who pursue worldly values. They can't help but feel awkward or uncomfortable."
No. They shouldn't feel awkward or uncomfortable.
From the moment she heard God's voice directly and became the Saintess as His apostle, the goal Erin had set—
Was to dye the entire world with Igugwoden's providence.
A beautiful ideal world where everyone naturally exposes their Divine Power Pouches to boast their divinity, and following Igugwoden's words, shares a dish of Plain Facts filled with sincerity with one another!
'Even without the descent of "Divine Power," I have to start with what I can do myself.'
To spread the faith.
To let more people realize the Plain Facts contained in the Holy Scripture!
"Still, thanks to the Saintess's manifestation, the number of people walking the path of faith has increased dramatically."
"That's fortunate—?!?!"
At that instant.
Erin suddenly clutched her stomach and collapsed to the ground.
Her enormously loud chest performed a few refreshing back-and-forth bounces.
Startled, Cecilia urgently supported her with a panicked voice.
"Saintess? Are you alright?!"
"Ahh... Hnng...!!"
Seeing Erin flushed and moaning, Cecilia realized what was happening and immediately began praying.
"Lord... Igugwoden... Please cherish and protect the Saintess..."
Yes.
Right now, Erin—
Was hearing God's words.
"Ahh... Ung... Th-the Lord's words... are coming... into my belly... again...!"
In the quiet empty plaza, Erin crouched and moaned for a while—
Then, with a greatly refreshed expression, she stood up.
"Haa... I understand, Lord Igugwoden... Everything shall be according to Your will...!"
Her face reached the peak of religious ecstasy as she rolled His providence on her tongue.
"You've communed with God, Saintess."
"Yes. A very important matter."
"An important matter...?"
After catching her breath, Erin turned to Cecilia with a beautiful smile curving her lips—
"The Holy Knight has been chosen."
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This was the grave of Lutz Hevnesian, director of Hevnisian Adelia.
Luca stood before it, head bowed in silent prayer.
'Director. Thanks to you, I graduated from the academy safely. Thank you.'
She had heard his congratulations on her graduation at the end.
But she hadn't been able to tell him that it was thanks to him she could graduate—
Words left unsaid would pierce the heart like thorns.
Still, it was okay. She just had to move forward.
The Lord would watch over her.
"Amon! Don't cry! The Director told you not to cry!"
"B-But... Sniff, Di-Director..."
"If you cry too, it makes me want to cry...!"
Luca waited silently for Amon and Freya to compose themselves.
Once they had calmed down somewhat, just as she was about to leave.
"You were here."
"......?"
Turning at the sound of someone calling her.
A breeze.
A pleasant breeze ruffled Luca's hair, and at the same time—a woman in priestly robes with dazzling platinum blonde hair stared at her.
Several nuns stood behind her.
"You are...?"
"I am Saintess Erin."
"!!!"
The Saintess?
Come to think of it, her priestly robes were slightly different from the nuns'.
"May I also offer my greetings?"
"Ah... Yes, of course."
Erin slowly approached the director's tombstone.
Even just walking, each step was so graceful.
Was it because she called herself the Saintess? Even such trivial things felt sacred.
A moment later.
Erin closed her eyes and prayed.
"May eternal rest and Plain Facts from Lord Igugwoden be with you..."
'Wow...'
Even though they were both women, Erin's praying figure was enough to make hearts race.
Showing maximum respect to the departed, praying for God's Plain Facts.
It was like a perfect landscape one must never touch.
Perhaps because she was God's apostle herself—like a statue crafted by God using all His might. As such irreverent thoughts crossed her mind.
Luca felt a more fundamental question.
"Come to think of it... You said I was here, didn't you?"
Erin's stunning appearance had made her unconsciously think, 'The Director must have had ties with the nuns, and the Saintess came along for the occasion.'
But the Saintess had clearly said it while looking at her. That she was here.
"Yes. I came to find you, Luca."
"!"
She even knew Luca's name, which she hadn't revealed yet.
Could it be...?
"Um..."
"Yes. Today, I came to deliver God's voice to you, Luca."
Erin closed her eyes and offered a brief prayer.
Then, slowly opening her eyes filled with the blue sky... she extended her pale hand, filled with a sword chosen by God.
"Luca. Please become the Holy Knight. This is God's will."
"!!!!"
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Whew.
'Finally, those two have met.'
Erin, the first girl I saved—like a first love.
And Luca, who not only shook my heart but made me bawl my eyes out.
To be honest, it felt like I was watching my precious little sisters meet.
So, let's refrain from saying something bad like, 'They're not real people anyway, just comic characters.'
[ Igugwoden: Author... this episode was delicious too... When's the next one? Tomorrow? ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Indeed. The observation is complete, and the time it manifests as a comic is right around then. ]
Of course, I knew it was amazing for a webtoon—not a web novel—to have daily updates with this level of top-tier quality and frame-by-frame perfection...
Still, it felt a bit lacking. I donated a lot, but nagging for more would be too much.
Especially since they squeezed in gratuitous boob close-ups and bust morphing scenes that weren't even necessary for the plot, and I enjoyed them thoroughly.
[ Igugwoden: Yeah... Games aren't fun anymore these days, watching your comic is my only joy... Don't get sick and draw for a long time. ]
[ Please Give Me Money: That's what I want to say to you, Lord Igugwoden. Thank you so much for not just passing by our world. ]
[ Please Give Me Money: I always wanted to observe happy scenes. But without Divine Power, that was impossible. ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Without you, Igugwoden, many more would have just died. ]
[ Please Give Me Money: You are fulfilling my dream, Lord Igugwoden. ]
Ha!
Really?
Me???
I let out a loud laugh for no reason.
Was it embarrassment?
Or was it the wounded hero complex from childhood finally getting its reward at this age?
This author really knows how to butter me up.
Why the hell did I waste several times more money on reinforcements, gacha, pet extensions, and all that crap?
[ Igugwoden: lololol Wait there, I'm getting bored of online games and about to quit. ]
[ Igugwoden: I'll show you what real 'sponsorship' is. ]
[ Please Give Me Money: I appreciate the words, but please don't overdo it. I understand well how arduous the process is for 'Divine Power' to gather for you, Lord Igugwoden. ]
Right. Making money off others is never easy.
Even though they drew the comic exactly to my tastes, I liked that they didn't take my spending for granted.
I was satisfied with the story progression anyway.
At that moment.
[ Please Give Me Money: In any case, the Holy Knight has been decided as Miss Luca. ]
[ Please Give Me Money: It's unfortunate for Miss Linea and Miss Ophelia, but this is the strong will of our Sole God, Lord Igugwoden. ]
[ Please Give Me Money: I believe they have destinies suited to them. ]
?
[ Igugwoden: What are you talking about all of a sudden?? ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Pardon? ]
[ Please Give Me Money: I said it's unfortunate for Miss Linea and Miss Ophelia... ]
[ Igugwoden: Why would it be unfortunate for them?? ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Well, because they weren't chosen as Holy Knights...? ]
???
[ Igugwoden: What bullshit is that ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Pardon...? ]
[ Igugwoden: When did I say I was cutting them loose?? ]
Cut loose the knight pouch and princess pouch?
Me?
Why???
[ Please Give Me Money: But Lord Igugwoden. I know your warm heart that watches over us, but ]
[ Please Give Me Money: The Holy Knight position allows only one person. ]
[ Igugwoden
( Sponsorship / 10,000 won / If I'm paying, what can you do? )
]
[ Please Give Me Money: No, Lord Igugwoden! ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Th-that's not it, please calm down first! ]
[ Igugwoden
( Sponsorship / 10,000 won / What can you do about it? )
]
Two boobs are good, but four boobs are better.
Four boobs are good, but eight boobs are the best!
Mom, does the Lord like boobs?
Yeah. The Lord loves boobs.
[ Igugwoden: Give them all to me ]
[ Igugwoden: They're mine ]
More girls!!!!!!!!