Faith Life of a Former Scammer

166. what? Is it abstract?

It was done to calm the saintess’ trembling heart, but something unexpected happened.

“I will take a break.”

To suddenly take a break while the saintess was crying meant that he would give her time.

“What was piled up has exploded, so now you just have to get your mind together and feel comfortable.”

She burst into tears again with emotion on her face, and Leon got out of the carriage.

The first thing that came into Leon’s eyes after coming out was the paladin Camelot. He was getting out of the driver’s seat and warming up.

“I’m thinking of looking around for a while. If you’re feeling sore, would you like to come with me?”

As he warmed up, he asked Leon. It seemed that it was because of the saintess’s cry that could be heard from outside the carriage.

“Yes. After sitting for a long time, I was still frowning.”

Leon and Camelot moved to a place slightly away from the carriage.

Surely the carriage was expensive, but the saintess’ cries could not be heard even though it was not far away.

Leone didn’t ask him anything, and continued stretching as if he were warming up.

Seeing this, Camelot opened her mouth.

“It looks like you train normally.”

“A healthy mind resides in a healthy body. This is a story told by someone I admire.”

“It is indeed true.”

I was curious about Leon’s strange situation.

As rumors had heard before the return, Camelot was not a man with excellent speech skills.

He was struggling to continue the conversation with Leon.

“I have heard, disrespectfully, what you are saying in the carriage.”

It’s a sudden point.

It was a conversation flow that Leone could not have imagined.

“Is that so?”

Leon asked him back with a smile.

“I just wanted to say thank you.”

“I was just chatting with the saintess.”

Leon replied humbly, saying he hadn’t done anything.

“It may have been just a chat with the parish priest, but to the saintess, it seemed like she had erased her heart.”

“It was only a small opportunity, but it was possible because the saintess had already set high aspirations.”

“You know that there are many cases where that small opportunity doesn’t come for a lifetime.”

“I am rather grateful to you for looking at me so wonderfully.”

Seeing Leon’s humble appearance to the end, Camelot seemed to have made up his mind.

“This Camelot. I will never forget how Leona helped her.”

He got down on one knee and bowed his head in front of Leon.

‘This man looks interesting.’

Saying I won’t forget was not just an expression. It was their own expression to think of it as a debt.

He had only one reason for doing this.

“So, let me ask you one more thing. During this trip, could you give the saintess more opportunities to do that?”

He just doesn’t have the talent for words.

He was smart, he was clever.

He offered a deal.

“Excessive example. Mr Camelot. You don’t have to ask for it.”

Lyon tried to raise him up by grabbing one arm with a startled look on his face, but he was unsteady.

Well, this was just an act of catering.

“If my weak wisdom is of any help to the saintess, I will do whatever it takes. Wake up quickly.”

Only after the definite answer came out of Leon’s mouth, did he get up pretending to win.

‘I must understand why the pope sent Camelot.’

Camelot was loyal, clever, and knew how to seize an opportunity.

The pope sent him for the saint.

“Sorry if I surprised you.”

“it’s okay. It is nothing to ask fellow travelers to make a request like this.”

It didn’t really matter since I had the debt attached, but I needed to ‘warn’ him.

“However, I hope that colleagues do not use these political methods. I hope this will be the last time you do this.”

I mean, I know why you did this. If you can’t catch this here, you’re incompetent.

“I apologize once again.”

I had to finish like Leon here.

“it’s okay. Because they are colleagues.”

Leon extended his hand as if offering a handshake. No wonder Camelot was taken aback.

The moment he held Leon’s hand.

‘I’ll pay off your debt.’

I have a deck that I will use later.

* * *

when you return to the wagon.

The saintess was restored to her original form, as if she hadn’t cried before.

“Leon Parish Bishop. thank you so much.”

“It was possible because the saintess had good intentions in her heart.”

She smiled.

‘you are good?’

Being trained as a spy by an old woman was definitely different.

Even though she knew Leon’s identity, she didn’t show it at all except for the first time.

He perfectly melted into his original role.

“Sir Camelot. Go away.”

“Yes. Holy Maiden.”

Thanks to that, the atmosphere in the carriage did not change at all.

The saintess read the Bible, and Leon took a break. The silence that came again came to an end shortly after.

“I will stop the wagon. Orcs are on the way.”

“Please.”

Leon immediately rolled down the carriage window and checked outside.

Armed orcs carried carcasses of wild animals on their shoulders. I could feel the fishy smell of blood wafting from the dead bodies of the animals.

“This carriage is the carriage of the Holy See!”

Let the paladin shout at the approaching orcs.

“Chwiik! Kurarara study! Chwik!”

The orc, who looked like a captain, responded.

“Is there no one who can speak continental language!”

“Chwiik! Kuracto Malto! school!”

The conversation continued like a parallel line. Leon said to Camelot in the driver’s seat.

“I’ll get off in a minute.”

“It is dangerous. You must get off after someone who can speak the language has arrived.”

“You don’t have to worry.”

Camelot stopped, but Leon got off the carriage straight away.

“I think it would be best for the saintess to stay inside. Lord Camelot will be amazed.”

“I was thinking that anyway. Bye.”

Camelot, who was shaking her hips as if she were anxious, was relieved by her words.

Leone walked towards them slowly and shook her head.

“Why?”

“help me. I want to talk to them.”

“Okay.”

There was a separate reason for asking the Fairy King for help.

“You can show off a little bit to the Orcs.”

“okay?”

“Yes. Aren’t fairies and orcs on bad terms?”

“no! good! They love us so much!”

It was natural. It wasn’t for nothing that fairies were expressed as beings loved by everyone.

“Please say hello.”

“Okay.”

The king of fairies on top of Leon’s head flew towards the Porrr Orcs.

“hello. I am a priest who worships the god of dawn. It’s called Leon. It is an honor to meet a valiant Orc warrior.”

Leon raised his arms to show no hostility. Naturally, the Orcs did not understand what Leon was saying.

However, there has been a surprising change.

“Kurahak! Leone!”

“Kurakta! Leone!”

The guys shouted Leon’s name and knocked on the weapons.

Crude but strange rhythm.

Even if I couldn’t understand the language, I could feel that it was a welcome message.

“I’ll be back for a while.”

Leon said to Camelot with a nonchalant expression.

“How… … .”

He looked at Leon in surprise and murmured. It was worth sending the king of fairies.

“Even if words don’t work, the truth does. For those who convey the meaning, this is not very difficult.”

After a cool explanation, Leon walked towards the orc.

* * *

Approaching the orc, the fairy king slipped into Leon’s robes and stuck his face into Leon’s neck, interpreting the conversation.

Thanks to that, Camelot in the carriage seemed to be talking to Orc looking at Leone.

Leon, who continued the conversation for a while, came back straight away.

“I want to invite them to their village as guests.”

“… … As a guest?”

Dealing with orcs is not done in the village. It is usually held near villages to protect the females and their young.

It was very rare to be invited as a guest to the village.

“Yes. I guess I can just follow them.”

Rion replied as if it was no big deal, and boarded the carriage. The orcs who saw it started to walk in the lead.

“her.”

Camelot let out a moan and drove the carriage.

“How did you do it?”

When Leon entered the carriage, the saintess asked a question as if she had been waiting.

“There is no special method. You just have to tell the truth.”

“Seriously?”

“There is a story spread among merchants who trade. Don’t fool them.”

“Isn’t that for market order?”

Leon shook his head.

“They are sensitive to emotions. If you look down on them or be hostile to them, they feel it.”

“You are sensitive to emotions. I had no idea.”

“It’s like the secret of the top traders famous for their trade. It is widely known, but not many know its real secret.”

“Thank you for your teaching.”

“I will give you some tips on how to deal with them. priority… … .”

While Leon was explaining things to her, the carriage arrived at the village before she knew it.

“Cluha!”

“Kurahak! Leone!”

“Kurakta! Leone!”

As soon as I arrived, there was an enthusiastic cheer. Strictly speaking, it was an illusion of a fairy that Leone was not.

Leon got down with the saintess.

The eyes of the orcs turned to the fairy above Leon’s head.

“Cluha!”

That word seemed to be a welcome greeting.

The Orcs looked at Leon and shouted ‘Kluha’.

“Thank you very much for your welcome! May God bless everyone!”

Starting with Leon’s greetings.

“Thank you for the welcome. May the warmth of the sun dwell in you.”

“May the heat of the sun be added to your bravery!”

The greetings of Camelot and the saint continued. It was effective to teach them the way while coming.

“Cluha!”

When this side’s sincerity was conveyed, the atmosphere of the orcs heated up even more.

And, the guys gestured and pointed at a hut.

“Leon. They say they allow you to talk to the leader.”

Leon immediately explained to the saintess and Camelot.

“It looks like it will let you meet the leader. He would be the best to ask about God.”

The two nodded without answering.

‘You’re doing well.’

Words represent human emotions. If you haven’t been trained to hide your emotions, it’s best to keep your mouth shut.

The two of them were making good use of the method Leone had taught them. The three went straight into the hut.

“Chwiik.”

An old orc sat inside the hut.

“Cluha.”

As soon as he saw the three of them, he greeted them.

“Chwik. humans. welcome. Chwii.”

I greeted him again in the continental language.

‘Is the shaman an orc leader?!’

Leon was startled.

Shaman orcs are not that rare, but those who became leaders were truly rare.

“why. did you come? Chwiik.”

“We are worshipers of God. I have come to see if there are people who worship gods outside of our realm.”

It wasn’t easy for even a shaman to understand such a long line, but there was no need to worry.

The Fairy King was helping with the translation.

“Chwik. why?”

“The will of God benefits the world. If there is no god here, we intend to convey the will of our god.”

“God. Chwik. if there is?”

“I want to learn the will of God here.”

At Leon’s words, he tilted his head, then burst into laughter after hearing the fairy’s words.

“Crack-crack-crack.”

He was genuinely happy.

“Kuracto Malto!”

These were the words they said when they first met the orcs.

“Our god. Chwik. Kuracto Malto! have. show Chwiik!”

The orc leader got up and went out of the hut. Leon and the others hurriedly followed him.

We headed to the very center of town with him.

There was something made of stone. The bones and blood of various animals were scattered on the pile of stones, and even broken weapons were piled up.

“this. Kuruk. It is God. Kuruk!”

Leon’s brain was fully active.

“Is this the grave of an orc worshiped as a god?”

“I will ask you!”

After a while, shocking words came out of the mouth of the Orc leader.

“Chwiik. his. Kurak. shape.”

what? Is this an abstract art that is in full swing on the continent?

When the fairy’s explanation was added to this, the confusion accelerated.

“They say he looks like a dignified orc?”

To the Orcs, this seemed to be a ‘new statue’. The bewilderment was short-lived, no matter how different the races were, there was no way their aesthetic eyes were this much different.

‘What if this isn’t the original shape?’

How was the statue created in the first place? Was it really like this?

I couldn’t find a dignified figure now. It’s just a dirty pile of stones.

I needed confirmation.

“Can you wait a minute?”

“Chwiik. Chwiik.”

After asking for a moment’s understanding from the leader. Leone pulled out an earth anima.

‘Hey Siri. Can you control the spirits of the earth and make an orc statue for me?’

[It may be a little crude, but it is possible.]

‘Start right away!’

[All right.]

The spirit of the earth sank into the ground, and soon, the soil coalesced to form a small orc statue.

“Isn’t that how you used to be?”

“Hey, Knocta!”

The shaman was frightened as if he had seen a miracle.

“This was done in a hurry, so don’t be surprised. If you really do it right, it can’t compare to this.”

“I can fix it. Chwiik. have! Kraha!”

It was also what I thought. Unexpectedly, it was a tragedy that occurred while the orcs were repairing the statue.

Thanks to that, the path to recovering the new object was visible.