There Was a Porter Who Would One Day Be Called a Prophet

242 – What I mean by coming back

How many times have you been hit in the back of the head while trying to make conclusions based on what you saw in the game after coming here?

“I can’t believe I’m living in the same era as the new heroes who will be included in history. Seeing how excited I am even at this age, I guess I’m still young at heart. hehehehe.”

Fortunately, the Pope was just as I remembered. Not only did the warm laughter sound, but even the lines were the same.

“I’m sorry for this. I’m sorry for the late introduction because I was only talking about myself. My name is Arbarest. Much to my chagrin, I am the Pope of Saint Babylon.”

The kindness and softness in her voice was a testament to who the saint grew up watching.

“You…”

He personally offered to shake hands with each person, but eventually he stopped in front of me.

Besides the warrior known as a man, the Pope is the other person in the party who has XY chromosomes, so he looks at me carefully.

As I was receiving the attention of those in power, anxiety suddenly bloomed.

‘How much have I cursed the goddess so far?’

-You f*cking psychopathic b*tch!

-You said ‘goddess’ again.

-Well, that’s okay with you.

The mistakes of the past quickly passed before my eyes. His past of living with numerous blasphemous remarks.

‘What if the goddess went out and hinted that that guy was a purely heretic bastard? .’

-Kyuwoo.

As I was shaking my feet, Kkundoli scolded me, asking when I stopped swearing so much and why am I worried about that now.

Hey, honestly, I have the right to say that.

In the midst of continuing this lonely fight, defending myself.

“Um, Pope. Actually, this person is….”

The saint, who had been exposed to my words and actions on a regular basis, was also anxious and tried to protect me.

“It’s like seeing another saint. Such a neat aura…”

Isn’t the Pope one step ahead of me grabbing my hand?

“The size of your faith is probably too great to describe. Excuse me, but may I ask which branch you belong to?”

I was reminded of my first meeting with the saint as I was clearly mistaken about something and her eyes were shining. Her preaching power that immediately converted me, an atheist, to religion.

“Pope, you are not a member of the Goddess Church.”

However, the saint stopped the Pope’s speculations and showed her unexpected side.

Have I finally acknowledged that I am not the goddess’ stooge?

“What do you mean, saint? I can clearly feel the divine power in this person that I cannot feel in other believers except for you.”

In response to her pope’s question, the saint held her hands together, closed her eyes, and opened her mouth.

“Brother Ian here is an apostle whom the Goddess herself brought from the other side of the world.”

… ?

“How can someone who inherited the goddess’s will be placed under a religious order?”

Hey?

I was momentarily dazed by her remarks, covering up her kidnapping of the goddess and presenting me as her apostle.

“Oh my god, is that really true…?”

“I, who have been with you on this journey, have clearly seen you unfolding your will for salvation.”

“You were a person favored by the goddess…!”

The Pope gives a more burdensome look than before.

Eokpa stop. It’s not like that.

His fuss had a great effect.

-The chosen one has appeared after the saint and the warrior… ?

-Are you saying that he received the grace of the goddess?

Because the eyes of the people around me changed significantly.

People who didn’t show any interest until now are now looking up to me with reverence.

“You don’t know how hard I worked because I wanted to deliver this good news as quickly as possible.”

“I completely understand your feelings, saint. I would have felt the same way. Where else can you feel this kind of happiness?”

Two people who give and take back from each other and do not hesitate to praise me.

I had forgotten for a moment, but I had forgotten that the one they believed in was that b*tch.

‘I was fooled by the goddess again…’ .’

Now that the saint has officially cleared her throat, it is too late for her to take her foot off the hook.

“Ah, yes, well…”

I can’t tell if it’s a favor or a curse, but let’s just say it is.

“You can be a little more confident, brother. The fact that you caught the goddess’s eye is something worth bragging about.”

Perhaps he accepted my appearance with humility, the corners of the Pope’s mouth rose to the sky without realizing it.

It seems like everyone in Seongguk has a flower garden in their head.

What can be done about this? You have to think positively.

‘Now that I think about it, I’ve always been treated harshly wherever I go, but isn’t this the first time I’ve received hospitality like this?’

This is the first place that has shown favor to me after receiving the emperor’s bluff and Kanf’s hatred, so it’s not all that bad.

That was the time when I thought that she would have been really good if she wasn’t a goddess.

“Polaris sister!”

Someone jumped out and fell into the arms of the saint.

“Sister Sandalphon…?”

“I missed you, sister!”

“Sister Sandal Pon. You must not use her saintly name in vain.”

Although her pope reprimanded her for doing so, the woman puffed out her cheeks and snuggled further into her saintly arms.

“But it’s been such a long time.”

A question mark was drawn over the appearance of a new face seen for the first time.

‘What is this guy?’

An attractive woman with gray hair that seems to be mixed with impurities.

If he looks like that, there’s no way I wouldn’t remember him.

I thought about it for a while, but nothing came to mind, so she shook her head.

Is it because her eyes are raised? I’m not that impressed.

I thought it would not be more than a day or two for extras to appear.

“By the way, the sister’s outfit….”

“You mean this?”

The woman named Sandalphon fell from her arms and spun around in her place.

“How do you feel? Does it suit you well?”

The clothes she was wearing were identical to those worn by her saint.

“Sister Sandal Pon has been showing outstanding results for some time, and she has been selected from an apprentice nun to a full-time nun.”

As the Pope explained, the saint smiled and stroked her Sandal von’s head.

“That’s good, sister. You look good together.”

“hehehe. Because she always wanted to be like her older sister.”

After being monopolized by her cuteness for a while, her eyes landed on me.

“I heard. He is an apostle sent down to the world by the Goddess.”

“Ah, yes… It just happened to be like that.”

“He’s an apostle…”

When I answered hesitantly, the corner of her eyes instantly curved and looked up and down my body.

For a priest, his eyes have a lewd look. Is it because of my mood?

“Hey. Can you please show me your face?”

“Sandalfon! How rude to the Apostle now!”

“Oh, I’m fine.”

Her surprised Pope stopped her, but I waved her hand and signaled to her that it was okay.

‘It would be better than going around showing your face later and being accused of being an intruder for no reason.’

Sigh.

I guess I’ve built up some goodwill. Thinking that even if I dropped it, the plus or minus was zero, I pulled back the hood I was wearing.

“…!”

Sure enough. Everyone there saw my black hair and all fell silent.

For the white lovers who painted the entire building white, my dark hair color and exotic appearance are difficult to accept.

“You’re definitely not out of the ordinary…”

But compared to other places, it is a noble place. I see the Pope watching his mouth like that.

While Ian was making his mark in Seongguk.

“….”

Sandalphon looked at him with meaningful eyes.

***

“Why don’t we get over our worries first? We’ll talk more about it over dinner.”

The Pope left his post for our convenience.

“Then, Sister Sandalphon. I would like to ask you a favor.”

“Follow me. I’ll show you to the room you’ll be staying in.”

As she tried to follow the room, thinking that the room was all white, her eyes caught the sight of a saintess who had not moved from her seat.

“Isn’t the saint going?”

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“Oh, I have something to talk about separately with the Pope.”

A saint who tells you not to worry and to go first.

Well, it’s been a while since I’ve been here, so I’m sure there are a lot of things I’ve missed.

“Then I’ll see you later.”

As she was about to take her steps, the saint approached her and whispered to her.

“I will come with good news, so look forward to it.”

“Yes?”

I was dumbfounded to see him smiling at me and then turning his back and disappearing.

“Ian! What are you doing there? Come quickly!”

“Oh, yes. I’ll go now.”

Hearing the urging of Thalia, who was ahead, I decided to think about it later.

What is it? Why am I so anxious?

***

“What’s going on? The saint asked to see me separately.”

The Pope’s private room.

The view of the room, which was empty compared to its spacious size, seemed to represent his frugality.

He brought her tray with her tea and her refreshments on it and held it out to her.

“That’s…”

A small sigh escaped the Pope’s mouth at the sight of the saintly woman hesitating.

“Saint. You are no longer a child, are you?”

At those words, the saintess’s shoulders slumped.

He knows. That’s like asking permission to make a fool of yourself.

It was none other than the Pope who raised her, entrusted to her temple, without even knowing the faces of her parents. Even before she was chosen to be her saint, and since.

“Still…”

“…I can’t help it.”

Sigh.

Unable to resist the saintess’s whining, he smiled bitterly and reluctantly spread her arms to the left and right.

Warm.

As if she had been waiting, the saint in her arms quietly opened her mouth.

“I’ve been there.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

The Pope also responded kindly.

Two people shared a happy ending for a while.

When the saint, who only then felt like she had returned to her home, left him, the Pope opened her mouth.

“Anyway, seeing you come out like this, it looks like you want to ask me something.”

I flinch.

She was a saint whose body flinched as if she had hit the nail on the head.

“When are you saying that I did that…!”

“She was a saint when she was seven years old?”

Her saintly body shook as she mentioned her exact year.

“At that time, he told me he wanted a doll and made a fuss about it. Since I didn’t receive money separately, it was quite difficult for the cardinal to ask me what the cost of purchasing the doll was.”

“Well, that’s…!”

“Someone as saintly as she is, tells lies. No matter how shameful the truth may be, she must not turn her eyes away from it.”

“….”

The saint could not say anything despite the words that seemed to be reprimanding her. In her room in her castle, there was a large teddy bear guarding the bed.

Then the saint opened her mouth in a charming voice.

“Actually, I want to ask you something…”

“You don’t have to do that, so just say it comfortably.”

But as if he didn’t just dislike that sight, the Pope sat down and lifted the teacup to his mouth with a kind smile on his face.

“What happens to a saint when she loses her virginity…?”

“Push!”

The tea water that came out of the Pope’s mouth sparkled dazzlingly and decorated the air.