My Fiancee Was the Villainess of This World

49 – Count Cuckoo’s Regret (2)

Even an ox horn should be removed quickly.

Priscilla came to know the reason for the pain that had lingered for 15 years.

If the day ended lukewarmly like this, she would struggle with the pain and not even be able to sleep properly.

I had no intention of seeing anything like that, so I went straight to the cathedral with my party.

Boom!

Arriving at the cathedral, I immediately kicked open the tightly closed door and went inside.

Then a strangely hesitant piglet and three priests standing beside him caught my eye.

It seemed that the heretic inquisitors I had requested from the Holy Kingdom had flown straight to Istria.

As expected, they were more sincere than anyone else when it came to the word ‘heresy’.

“Meet the representative of God.”

A man with the toughest impression among the Heretic Questioners bowed his head to me.

A representative of God.

It was the name given to those who embraced the sun in the Holy Kingdom.

I looked at him and crossed myself lightly.

“Thank you for your help.”

“No, agent.”

After saying that, the Heretic Questioner slipped back and stood with the party.

Then he quickly sent his gaze to find out who the blasphemous hiding in Istria was.

I put them out of sight for a moment and stepped towards the piglet, whose whole body was covered in sweat.

Chuck.

“It’s been a while, priest.”

When I said that and smiled softly, the priest gnashed his teeth and lowered his head.

“Si, meet God’s representative….”

How embarrassed are you to call me God’s agent?

If you were a priest dispatched to the empire, you should have used the expression ‘dawn of the empire’ in the sense of respecting the empire.

“It seems that the shadow of the archipelago does not reach as far as here in Istria. You look very hot, priest.”

“Oh no… ! That, I used to sweat a lot….”

The piglet took out a handkerchief from her bosom and began wiping her face.

I checked the pattern on the handkerchief and opened my mouth again.

“You wear a good handkerchief, priest. Are you Carvery?”

Awkward.

The priest suddenly stopped moving as if time had stopped, as if he felt something conflicting with my words.

The handkerchief the priest was wearing was a handkerchief sold at a clothing store run by Viscount Carvery, who provided me with ample military funds.

Although the price of handkerchief is relatively cheap compared to other clothes, it is inevitably a burdensome price for common people.

What is burdensome to a commoner means that it is not suitable for a priest who regards integrity as a virtue.

The eyes of the Heretic Questioners who were looking at me turned to the priest.

Because they only followed their faith, even if the world was dark, they didn’t seem to be so blind that they couldn’t grasp the atmosphere.

They started glaring at the priest with eyes that were too fierce to be priests.

If it was concluded that it was a ‘heresy’, it was a ferocious spirit that would break the priest’s head in a runaway fashion.

“I, the villager who received treatment from me handed over to me as a thank you… !”

My hobby is hunting, priest.

It’s a hobby I’m confident enough to show off to others even when I was a fool.

Do you think you can run away from me like that?

You fool.

“It seems that the subjects of the Empire owe you a great debt. Thank you, priest.”

“Yes… yes?”

“Since you received such an expensive item, doesn’t that mean it is at least a lifesaver?”

After saying that, I opened my mouth with a soft expression.

“Who is it, priest?”

“… Majesty?”

“I am asking who it was, priest. Since you saved a subject of the Empire, I would like to pay you in person as the Dawn of the Empire. I want to donate to the church in the name of the subject you helped, so please tell me the name of the subject.”

“Sah, it was a merchant! It was a merchant who was going up in a wagon, and he came from the forest injured, so he helped me!”

“Hmm…. Didn’t you say you were a villager a while ago?”

“I, a lowly person like me, put the dawn of the empire before me… I’m nervous, it seems that mistakes keep coming out…. Please be generous with warmth like the sun….”

Tuktuk.

The situation was created as if it was raining only on the priest’s head.

I stared at the priest with my head slightly tilted.

The priest shrank even more and tried to avoid my gaze.

I kept my distance from such a priest.

“It has been done. It could be.”

The priest’s complexion visibly brightened as if my words helped him breathe.

‘A fool.’

It was a matter that did not need to go this far in the first place.

Because we already had evidence that we couldn’t escape.

But he’s been eating away at Count Arbest for six years.

I can’t let you go that easily.

“Ha ha ha… Today, the late heat… Whoa….”

The priest started wiping the sweat off his long face, trembling.

A relieved expression appeared on his face, like that of a prey that had successfully escaped from the hunter’s clutches.

That’s right, priest.

The emotion you are feeling is the emotion felt by the prey before realizing that it has been hunted.

Get drunk under the illusion that you succeeded in escaping.

The more you do, the more miserable it will be at the end.

“Oh… This cathedral is quite quaint.”

I took my eyes off the priest and began to appreciate the art pieces decorated in a pretty plausible way in the cathedral one by one.

Meanwhile, Priscilla, who was walking with me in her footsteps, stopped in front of a picture of her sunflower field in full bloom.

No way?

“Oh, this is pretty cool. It’s a gem that doesn’t suit the countryside.”

“Huh, is that so?”

Listening to my words, Priscilla smiled as brightly as Freesia in spring.

The atmosphere contained in the excited tone was so pure that it took my attention without even realizing it.

“… Is it the picture you drew? What a cheeky look you have, Priscilla.”

“It is a painting by an artist from Istria.”

“I thought you weren’t very interested in painting, but you know it quite well, Priscilla.”

When I said that, Priscilla raised her dagger as if she had been waiting.

“Yes, it was a painting that used to be hung in the mansion of the main family.”

Why is the painting hanging in Count Arbest’s mansion here?

The eyes of the crowd turned to the priest again.

The priest, who took a moment to catch his breath, was even more flustered than before, and his body began to tremble.

“Sir, I received a present.”

“You seem to have a good relationship with Count Arbest, by any chance?”

I said that and looked around.

“To the extent that they could build a great cathedral.”

“Oh, the building is so outdated! Wealth, there was a risk of collapse! So I asked for help, and they readily agreed! He said it would be for the sake of the people….”

It was a plausible excuse, priest.

Because the lord must take responsibility for managing the cathedral where the priest dispatched from the Holy Kingdom will stay.

‘A fool.’

I tried to bully you a little more, but you put a noose around your neck and fell asleep.

“Arbest’s priest. Is that true?”

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Martin frowned and stood next to me and asked the priest.

“Yes, it is true! If you ask Count Arbest directly, you will know!”

Perhaps, for the sake of Priscilla’s secret, he believed that Count Arvest would take my side.

If you’re stupid, you should be smart.

“Aren’t you aware of the Empire’s laws regarding religion?”

“What do you mean by that?”

I don’t think you really know.

“The Empire’s subjects are allowed freedom of religion. However, the target must not violate the founding beliefs of the empire.”

“No, what the hell are you talking about….”

I don’t know if it’s a young priest, but don’t people who are that old don’t know the laws of the empire?

That’s the phrase from the very first page.

Then I certainly don’t know what Martin is about to say next.

“Commoners cannot donate more than 10% of their annual income, and nobles cannot contribute more than 1% of their annual income. This is what is written in the law. It was set up so that there would be no one who occasionally harbors false beliefs and causes problems in daily life.”

“That, no… This….”

Now it’s practically over.

I approached the priest and took out a document from my pocket.

“So, was it fun?”

“No, that’s it!?”

No matter how stupid you are, can you recognize this?

“I’m asking if you enjoyed it.”

“That, that, what….”

“I’m asking if squeezing out the blood of the subjects was that much fun, you scum!”

I threw my fist at the priest’s face with all my might.

f*ck!

“Oops!”

The priest, whose face was completely sunken in the shape of my fist, rolled on the floor.

I commanded Priscilla with a glance to step away from me for a moment and then walked towards the fallen trash.

Then the Heretic Questioners tried to block my path.

Since priests are dispatched from the castle kingdom, he must be insisting that even if he is tried, he will be held in the castle kingdom.

I glared at the Heretic Questioners and released the mana that was suppressed.

Hwaaah!

A brilliant light incomparable to the soft halo filled the cathedral.

“Where is your faith going? Is it a nation founded by humans?”

“… No, agent.”

I walked past the Heretic Questioners and approached the priest who was scattered on the floor.

Then the priest treated my face with divine magic and started screaming.

“This, this f*cking baby! About the stupid asshole who is going to marry a galboy!”

No matter how ignorant I seem to have realized that this is a slaughterhouse.

The priest had one last word to say and then screamed loudly with eyes full of miasma that he would die.

“Do you know who the baby is, this nerd? Hee hee, hee hee!”

“It’s Count Arvest.”

“Keuhihihik! Sick bastard. Hee hee, hee hee, hee hee!”

The priest started to let out an unpleasant laugh while lying down in the cathedral.

Then he began to make fun of Priscilla with his characteristic filthy eyes and to make fun of his sh*t-smelling mouth.

“That b*tch’s mother gave birth to that b*tch by opening her crotch to her unidentified twin—”

f*ck!

I kicked the chin of a young pig who was making obscene bullsh*t.

“On what basis do you say such bullsh*t? Did you want to die?”

“Aagh! Ugh! hahahaha, Ki-kick! The one who has no intention of saving his life… ! Hick! I saw it, I saw it! With the bond of soul… Hee hee! I checked, sweet words!”

It’s finally here.

“Heretic Questioner, can I use Soul Binding?”

“Of course. You are the agent of God.”

“That bastard insulted the one who would become the shadow of the empire. If it is not true, I will hold you accountable for this.”

“… I will do as you wish, agent.”

“Sir Bertrand. Bring Count Arbest.”

“Yes!”

I clenched my chin and looked down at the gasping bug as if it would run out of breath.

‘Sorry.’

The mana of the sun has the effect of healing wounds.

So I thought I would be able to wield it as much as I could until I died, but it didn’t seem to work on anyone I recognized as an enemy.

It was really disappointing.

“… Did you call me, Your Highness?”

You came earlier than expected.

Did you come here in advance because you thought it would be like this?

“I will use Soul Binding. Stand side by side with Priscilla.”

“… Are you sure you need to do this?”

“What if?”

“hahahaha, hahahaha!”

The Count suddenly started laughing like crazy, then looked at me with his emotionless eyes.

“… May there be glory as brilliant as the sun in the Empire.”

Pud Deuk.

Very bloody, Count.

This is a world without implants.

Tsk tsk.

“Let’s get started.”

As the binding of souls began, the eyes of the priest, who was rolling on the floor of the cathedral like a slug, stood out.

“Heh hee, hee hee! Kyakyak! … Uh?”

However, those eyes slowly began to turn into bewilderment.

“This can’t be… Do not have… uh, why?”

“Yes, priest. Did you say everything you said?”

“Why, why… I can’t do this… Why, why!”

As soon as the priest began to scream and riot, the Heretic Questioners began to look at me.

He seemed to ask if it was OK to follow the rules now that the anger was over.

Now there is no way for that bastard to survive.

I nodded and decided to clear the trash out of my eyes.

Now then, only you are left.

Since I called my child a cuckoo chick, can I call you, the father, Count Cuckoo from now on?

How about it, Count Cuckoo?