For Sale. Fallen Lady. Never Used.

Chapter 210: Main Headquarters (4)

Chapter 210: Main Headquarters (4)

Only after receiving the promise to borrow the chapel for a day did I leave the audience chamber.

Albaor and Gilbert stayed behind, probably to discuss the return of the priests who had been dispatched.

Instead, Helena guided us to the VIP room.

Iris had been nervously fidgeting with her lips as if she had many questions but couldn’t ask them here. I gently pinched her cheek.

“Eek!”

“Hoo...”

For some reason, seeing Iris fluttering and shrieking made me feel calm.

After confirming that the tearful Iris had run to Elisha for comfort, I looked ahead.

A neat black nun’s habit. But it couldn’t hide her curvy hips.

With each step, the slight side slit drew my eyes unconsciously.

...It reminded me of the time I played with Faye in a nun’s habit.

Shaking my head to dispel the distracting thoughts, I called out to the staggering Helena.

“Excuse me, Sister Helena?”

“Yes? What is it, Brother?”

Her voice responded normally, but her complexion was pale.

“Um, are you alright?”

“Uh... Honestly, I’m not.”

Helena nodded with a vague smile.

“First, I’m embarrassed that I had such a strange misunderstanding, and then you suddenly revealed confidential information I didn’t even know as a saintess candidate. On top of that, you said you’d recommend me as a saintess... Honestly, it’s too overwhelming.”

“Ah? That makes sense.”

I didn’t know if it was the right example, but it was like a newbie accidentally listening to veterans discussing spoilers while speculating about settings. It was naturally confusing.

While I hesitated for a moment, Helena awkwardly laughed and continued.

“Hehe... Brother Yandel asked me to join the party in exchange for the medallion, right?”

“That’s right. We needed a priestess since we only have magicians.”

“There must be many other capable people, but you specifically chose me... You must have intended to make me a saintess from the beginning. Maybe even approaching me was...”

“Well...”

I momentarily lost my words and hesitated, but Helena chuckled and shook her head.

“Oh, I spoke as if I were blaming you too much earlier. Actually, it’s the opposite. I just wasn’t confident that I deserved the position of saintess... Recently, various things happened.”

“By ‘various things,’ do you mean avoiding me?”

“Uh... yes.”

Helena nodded with a flushed face, as if recalling something.

I shrugged and spoke lightly to her.Upstodatee from

“Don’t worry too much about that. It’s not me who will make you a saintess, but the Righteous Radiance, right?”

“The Righteous Radiance...”

“Yes. A saintess is an apostle of a god. The closest being to a god, the representative, and the first daughter. No matter how much I ask, the decision ultimately lies with the Righteous Radiance.”

Well, if it was Helena, she’d be appointed without any problems.

Faye, who was uncomfortable with the tense atmosphere, quickly agreed, unlike Carla, Elisha, and Iris, who seemed deep in thought.

Iona, who was innocently admiring the surroundings, also joined Helena with excitement.

Helena flinched momentarily but smiled softly and pointed to the paintings filling the corridor walls and ceiling.

“As you might have guessed, these paintings depict events from the War of the Gods. Originally, they illustrated how the Righteous Radiance first met people and established the church, but after the Great War, they were painted over to emphasize vigilance against Evil Gods and cultists.”

“Yeah, I figured. Some scenes looked familiar. For instance, that one! The scene where the Righteous Radiance tears apart the Apostle of Vile Proliferation? I fought there too, so I know it well! Vampires have a slightly different form of lust, making them perfect to counter the Vile Proliferation!”

“Ah, I’ve heard of that. Because of your constant thirst for blood, you have a resistance to mental attacks and can resolve lust simply by drinking blood...”

“Exactly! Since battlefields are full of blood, we are practically immune to high-level cultist powers! Well... we did struggle when they reached apostle levels, almost driving our thirst into a frenzy.”

“That’s when the Righteous Radiance appeared.”

With an enthusiastic expression, Iona clapped her hands and pointed at a corner of the painting, while Helena proudly lifted her arm.

Just as Iona said, the vampires seemed to be in agony, clutching their heads.

And a gigantic white lion descended from the sky.

With a single roar, it subdued all miscellaneous enemies and, after a few clashes, easily tore off the wings of an incubus who appeared to be the Apostle of Vile Proliferation.

After falling to the ground, the lion shredded the incubus through a one-sided assault.

Though some artistic exaggeration might be involved, it probably wasn’t much different in reality.

The Righteous Radiance was a particularly strong god, and the Vile Proliferation was weak in direct combat.

Given the disparity between a god and an apostle, it was almost a given outcome.

While imagining the scene and listening to Helena’s explanation,

“Huh?”

I paused at something depicted in a corner of the painting.

“Oof... Why did you stop, Master?”

Carla, who was following me, bumped into my back and asked, rubbing her nose. I pointed to the spot I had been looking at.

A woman with strikingly red hair, impaling grotesque monsters with a spear.

“Isn’t that Professor Iona?”

“Oh... now that you mention it, it does look like her.”

Helena glanced at the direction I was pointing and giggled, nodding her head.

“It probably is. Professor Iona was famous even back then.”

“Hehe... see? see? I’m that impressive, Yandel!”

Iona struck a peculiar pose, her eyes gleaming, seemingly awaiting praise or adulation.

But what surprised me was something else.

“Wow... so Professor Iona is really old. If you’re 372 years old, rounding up makes it 400, so I guess being recorded here makes sense.”

“...That’s your takeaway?!”

Iona jumped in place, expressing her surprise.

Even after that, we looked for Iris and Iona in the paintings, received various explanations from Helena, who had become our curator, and finally arrived at the VIP room.

And morning dawned.

The time to first contact this world’s god had arrived.