Retired Hero Wants To Sleep

Mission No.2 Tower of Seal (06)

Priest Peddiem, who had completely lost the blood from his face, screamed as he clutched at the broken wall of the temple.

“Sir, do you think you will be okay even after doing this? He stopped! Are you going to turn all the followers of Valkier into enemies?”

“Do you think you can’t?”

Seriously. Peddiem hurriedly shook his head.

“Am I, are you sane right now?”

“It’s not like I try one or two things that fit my personality.”

“Ah, my lord!”

“Why? Are you wasting time?”

Ewald raised his right hand and pointed at yörkhaláha.

Yor Callaha, who had magma dripping from his mouth and a fearsome glow in his eyes, raised his head in response to Ebalt’s beckoning. Then he gathered a fearsome aura into his throat.

It is the breath of Yorkalaha, the dragon king who brings infinite despair, and who is said to disappear one city cleanly.

If Yorkalaha emits her breath, things can’t be undone. However, in Pediem’s ​​judgment, Ewald was not a great person to care about.

As if trying to confirm Peddiem’s ​​judgment, Ewald shouted.

“Bill Kasper for the construction cost!”

The head of Dragon King Yorcalha began to move. It was a very slow movement, but the slow movement created fear beyond imagination.

Peddiem screamed, his face contorted as he was.

“Civil! Brother, are you really like that?”

Ewald didn’t even listen. The mouth of Yorkalaha, who was dropping bubbling lumps of magma to the floor, began to emit a tremendous light.

He was ready to pour out his breath at any moment.

“Good!”

Peddiem let out a mighty roar.

“Demon King that! Take me!”

Ewald’s face turned to Peddiem.

“I can’t take you! I don’t care!”

“… Peddy?”

Ewald showed a look of surprise. To be more precise, if that Yorkalaha let out a breath, a spectacle would unfold, but it looked like he wouldn’t see it.

“Really?”

“Oh, how noisy! You make a man talk twice, and even a true saint has a dirty personality.”

Did Peddiem rush to kill Usbel? Ewald turned around with an expression that he cared about everything, and looked at Yorcalah with a somewhat regretful expression.

Ah, if I had allowed it a little later, there would have been a hot fire show. Crazy Ewald licked his lips at such regret.

“Hey, really? Are you sure you’ve decided? It’s a fallout payment. If I bet you that I will take him with you in the future…”

“Hey, talk a lot. It’s decided. Take me.”

“Stöðva færa.”

Magic word? No. Ewald, who gave orders to his summons, checked Jorcalha, who was lowering his head as if his strength was draining, and looked back at the rest of his summons with a triumphant expression.

He summoned them himself, but he really collected them in various ways. Seeing that there was even a summoned beast that he had summoned for the first time in his life, he must have been quite upset.

However, Peddiem, who was too intrusive by the appearance of the summoned beast, looked at Ewald with a grunt.

“Ah, when you’re done, get rid of those wicked bastards! Did you forget that this is the Great War of Valkier?”

“Ah…”

Ewald scratched his head.

“That’s a bit difficult…”

“What else are you going to say? When you’ve had enough fun, put them away!”

“When summoned, you have to attack at least once to send it back. That’s the contract.”

“… So what are you talking about? Are you saying you’re going to take turns attacking here once in a while?”

“It’s a bit different here…”

Ewald scratched his chin nonchalantly among the terrifying summons and opened his mouth cheerfully.

“Should I show you something interesting, Peddy?”

“Dad, Dad, there’s a strange shadow in the temple over there.”

“Shadow? I can’t see my father very well.”

The man who took his son for a walk turned his gaze to the temple at the chatter of the child riding the wooden horse.

Tremendous beams of light shot up from the temple into the sky.

“Wow! Whoaaa!”

The beams of light launched into the sky entangled with each other and exploded, emitting an immense light. But it was a very beautiful sight. The sparkling lights of various colors exploded here and there, creating a splendid feast of lights.

Of course,

pop! Quaggagak! Claraaa! Oh oh oh oh! Eh ah ah ah ah!

Although it had the same weird sound effects.

Citizens around the temple gathered in groups of threes and threes to this spectacle that unfolded without notice and cheered while watching this beautiful spectacle.

The explosion of light continued countless times.

Couples held hands, children ran around their parents, and the elderly couple watched the continent’s first fireworks display with warm smiles.

* * *

No matter how much he cried, Usbel lay helplessly with Ewald’s knee as a pillow, eyes swollen. Ewald quietly stroked Usbel’s head and brought his teacup to his mouth.

Pe Diem also took a teacup in her hand, sighed deeply, and opened her mouth in a dialect-free tone.

“My older brother is also very good-natured. Anyway, that’s it, there…”

“You and I are the same.”

With a tone that said it was nothing, Ewald smiled.

“By the way, brother, did you really intend to use summons earlier?”

“Huh.”

The answer was so clear that Pe Diem let out a sigh and hung his head.

Destroying one of the continent’s heritage, the temple of Valkier, doesn’t seem like an event to Ebalt.

“By the way, one of the summon circles was empty earlier. Did you leave that on purpose?”

“The last one was a little rough.”

“… What’s bothering you?”

“Isn’t it a bit like calling ðasmünkarh to the Valkier Temple?”

Dasmunkar. A divine beast raised by Rauspe, the lord of hell, who is the eternal rival of Valkier, the god of heaven.

Summoning Dasmunkar before Valkier’s stead was just about dying one of the two.

A look of astonishment crossed Pediem’s ​​face.

“It’s not okay, bro. What are you summoning here?”

“You didn’t.”

“You can’t even imagine, you man!”

In fact, if I had been more pissed off, I might have called him out. Of course, Ewald didn’t even talk about that. Peddiem shook his head, perhaps feeling relieved or tired of it, buried himself on the sofa.

“… Brother, if you called that, it would be war, war.”

“Because I don’t care.”

Ewald, who put down the teacup, started to get to the point.

“By the way, let me ask you a favor.”

Peddiem frowned.

“… Isn’t it over with taking the demon king? Do you have any other requests?”

“No, Usbel was brought here just to piss you off.”

Threatened to her life for just that reason, Ousebel writhed in her body and wept at her husband, but Pe Diem growled slightly, creating a single thick vein in her forehead.

“… Sir, can’t you just be my brother for a day? I’m not going to investigate.”

Ewald answered with a grin and quickly opened his mouth.

“I need a priest.”

“Priests?”

Peddiem is an expression of surprise. Pe Diem, who had her back straight, sent her uneasy eyes to Ebalt.

“What is the priest going to do? Brother, where are you going on an adventure?”

“I took charge of one troubling unit.”

Army unit?

“Your brother joined the military?”

Nonsense.

“The rumor that there are no people in the Imperial Army is true. My older brother was in charge of the unit? It’s worth it. Who is the madman who picked your brother?”

“Kasper.”

“Is that nobleman slowly going senile? You should entrust the unit to the person to whom you entrust it.”

Come on, I see…

Ewald immediately revealed this.

“… Thinking about it makes me hot again. Hey, if you guys did your job properly, I wouldn’t do this!”

“… Why are you f*cking with me after being beaten by Kasper? It’s enough to split the main hall wall, what mess are you going to mess with? And why is it our fault? You asked us to make an army, what did you do?”

“You said you were going to catch the demon king!”

Devil?

“Hey, when are you going to run wild and run around because you like it? Great. It fits your brother’s personality. Go catch it.”

“It’s your job!”

“Oh, we are at war! Bend your back saying we’re sending them out too! Even basic temple duties are not working!”

“That is your case!”

“Brother, if you keep getting angry, won’t you give me a priest?”

“… Sorry.”

I figured out the situation.

Ewald, who is in charge of the unit, needs a priest. But even so, it is a difficult situation because it is in a difficult situation due to the lack of manpower due to the war.

“But what is the priest going to do? My brother is not a person who can get hurt. He’s such a strong man, but did his teeth go in?”

Ewald lifted his coat. The blood oozing from the place where he was tied with a bandage was revealed in a round shape. Ewald smiled bitterly and took off his clothes.

“… I just went in.”

“Whoa, whoa, the big breast who went to catch a dragon? The shape is completely teeth marks?”

“Cerberus.”

“… I guess my brother’s teeth go in too.”

“Anyway, Kasper also approved the recruitment, so send only one person.”

Peddiem was troubled for a moment with a troubled expression on his face.

“Well, that won’t be sooner. It takes about a month to be a good friend, but is that okay?”

A month late Ewald shook his head.

“You just have to be a priest. Divine power can be raised. I know the whole situation, but would you have come to ask for a special priest?”

“Any divine power similar to natural healing power?”

It just heals naturally and gets better. Ewald frowned.

“… Hey, Mr. Lee, that’s not a big deal.”

“Otherwise it is difficult to find. There is no one You know.”

“Even though there were more than 200 people in the synagogue or something. Any of them…”

“They gathered right before the campaign or to receive blessings. Twenty people will remain here tomorrow. Twenty people in this great temple.”

“Oh, then bring someone.”

Peddiem opened his lips with an expression asking why this person is like this.

“Have you entrusted the priest to the temple, brother? I insist on crying! Because there is none!”

“You are the high priest! Just intimidate someone!”

“Is that easier said than done?”

Bang bang!

A knock was heard to break the flow. It was a bit harsh to call it a knock, but Peddiem gave the signal to come in, and the door opened as violently as the knock.

“High Priestess, I would like to speak to you for a moment!”

“Ah, the caliph priest?”

In the doorway, a man who couldn’t tell if he was a bandit or a priest was breathing heavily.

Ewald secretly covered Usbel with a cloak, wondering if he had come in because of him, but the man named Caliph didn’t seem to care about Usbel.

“What the hell are you trying to do!”

“Heh heh heh, calm down, priest. Do you have guests? Why don’t you tell me if it’s bright?”

It is a very kind and gentle face. Thinking that that dog-cha-ban pe diem could make such an expression, Balt wiped the goosebumps from his forearms.

“I have to decide before I wake up!”

“What the hell is that about?”

“Sister Geresbek.”

In an instant, Pe Diem bowed her head. Pe Diem, covering her eyes with her hand, muttered so that no one could hear, but Ewald could clearly make out the shape of her mouth.

Evidently, Peddiem muttered ‘Sval’.

But with her courteous benevolent face, Pe Diem raised her head and opened her mouth in a friendly tone. Ewald stretched out his mouth in disgust and wiped away the goose bumps on his other arm.

“What is your sister doing?”

“Where should I begin?”

“Where in the world is there a person who does well from the start? Let’s watch a little longer with affection, priest.”

The head priest raised his voice as if he didn’t want to hear what Peddiem was saying.

“Isn’t that right! Don’t you know how long we waited, High Priestess!”

“That’s right, but what if I have to be more patient?”

“It’s not possible! At least send me to the local temple or do something. I can’t stand it any longer.”

I can’t stand it either. Such an expression appeared on Peddiem’s ​​face subtly.

“It’s not a situation that can be decided so quickly…”

That is the moment. Pe Diem, who lightly tapped his palm with his fist, turned to Ewald with benevolence and gave him an evil smile that was not at all like a priest.

“Aha.”