Heavenly Inquisition Sword

Chapter 1260

1260 times. Were you disappointed that it wasn’t what you had imagined?

Fabian hoped that Count Elio Lagoa’s sudden lust would not cause him to fall out with the cult of Shastra Parakti, which had been well established.

He was sincere when he said that he would look for a prostitute.

Where mercenaries gathered, pimps always followed them, like flies attracted to poop.

So there must have been a pimp with a prostitute in Rivera too.

It was better to take a prostitute than to become an enemy of the Cult of Shastra Parakti by blindly staring at the saintess.

But when Elio heard that, he was furious.

“What bullshit?”

Are you a whore?

I had never been near a prostitute in my entire life, but hearing such a thing shocked me.

Despite Count Elio Lagoa’s reaction on the day, Fabian did not blink an eye.

“Don’t even think about what to do with the saintess. Absolutely not.”

“Have you decided to become a Shastra Parakti follower?”

“Isn’t it?”

“Then why are you fucking all of a sudden?”

“This is all for Lord Lagoa. Isn’t it said that medicine that is good for the body is bitter in the mouth? You will not be pleased with my loyal counsel now. But please do so.”

“What if I can’t?”

“I will block it with my whole body, along with Sir Omar. I will not let Lord Lagoa step into the trap with his own feet.”

Seeing the determination in Fabian’s eyes, Elio realized that it was not something to be forced into.

“Then let’s do this. Ask the saintess if you would like to share a room with me. If the saintess says yes, do as I say. Is that okay?”

“yes? Are you asking me to do such a disrespectful thing? If the paladin finds out, I will die.”

“I can’t concede any more. Decide. Accommodation assignment Will you do as I say? Are you going to ask the saintess?”

“Why are you doing this to me?”

Fabian, caught in a dilemma, cried out.

However, it did not work for Elio, who had been engaged in a dogfight for a long time.

“So what is your decision?”

“...Let me ask you.”

Fabian slightly turned his head backwards to confirm the location of the saintess and paladin.

Fortunately, the saintess was chatting with Clare, not with the Holy Knight.

“Go see.”

At Count Elio Lagoa’s request, Fabian begged once again.

“Can’t we just be patient? Haven’t you been patient up until now? There are many women who will come running if Lord Lagoa extends his hand.”

“I decided to live with the mindset of living only for today.”

“You are really too.”

“Hurry. It would be good for you to ask when the paladin is not around.”

“Does anyone know that?”

“Uh uh, it looks like the conversation is over. What are you doing? Are you going to ask next to the paladin?”

“going. song.”

Fabian hurriedly turned around and walked in a straight line towards the saintess and Crea.

As if the conversation had ended just in time, Crea glanced back at Fabian.

Fabian said with an awkward smile.

“Miss Crea. I came to ask the saintess something. Could you step aside for a moment?”

“Ah yes.”

At Baron Fabian Cloud’s words, Crea rose from her seat without delay.

As he had hoped, only the saintess and the two of them were left, but Fabian could hardly open his mouth.

In the end, Luna Mylus asked first.

“You want to ask me something?”

“That’s it...”

said Fabian, who hesitated for a long time, with a feeling of desperation.

“I know it’s disrespectful, but I’ll ask. Lord Lagoa wants to use the same accommodation as the saintess. Of course, if the saintess refuses...”

“I will.”

“....”

“You must have heard the story of a person who married a god and gave birth to a descendant at least once, right? Or read it in a book.”

“yes.”

“Why do you think God incarnates?”

“Isn’t it to get closer to humans?”

“That’s just human interpretation. If you have to incarnate to get closer to a person, can that be called omniscience?”

“Then why do you think you are incarnating?”

“If you know human emotions, they come from this insignificant body. Being immaterial, you know neither pain nor pleasure. In that sense, it’s not entirely wrong to say that it gets closer to humans.”

“omg! Do you really think that gods incarnate for pleasure?”

“I didn’t say it was for pleasure. I’m thinking maybe it’s because I want to feel emotions. Pleasure, of course, would be one of them.”

Fabian blinked at the words of Count Larva Omar, who was so radical.

“Doesn’t the temple teach that ‘humans resemble gods’? It’s not just the appearance. Then the rest would be emotions.”

Fabian asked, lowering his voice.

“Could it be that the saintess’ purpose is to do things like Lord Lagoa?”

“Tsk tsk! Is there only pleasure in your head? What I am talking about is the various emotions of human beings. Pleasure is only a small part of it.”

“Wow...”

An exclamation escaped Fabian’s mouth.

I thought incarnation was only for the noble purpose of human salvation, but what a pleasure!

Hagisa Even a god would not feel pleasure without a body.

Count Larva Omar said to Fabian, whose mouth was wide open.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but quickly shake it off and go back to your place. Because that is blasphemy.”

“Aren’t the priestesses of Shastra Parakti shun men? By the way, is it okay for the saintess to do things like that with men?”

“Tsk tsk! My head is full of lustful thoughts. If that’s the case, I’d rather go back to the beginning.”

“The first heart?”

“Worry about Lord Lagoa and the Cult of Shastra Parakti with a pure heart.”

“You are already wrong. Now the only words that come to mind are emotion and pleasure.”

“The more I see you, the more I am amazed.”

“What?”

“Ordinary people rarely change what they believe. But you do it as easily as flipping the palm of your hand. I want to regain the awe of God.”

“Sir Lagoa said that God was ‘a being superior to man’. I think I know what that means now.”

“What do you think it means?”

“Don’t ants see humans as divine beings? So are humans gods?”

“Ohh! so?”

“There is no need to be intimidated by being in front of God. Even humans can sleep with a saint.”

“If you don’t want to be beaten to death by a paladin, just stop there.”

“Will you come?”

“Do you think a sword expert paladin won’t be able to hear the conversation he’s having at this distance? By the way, I’ve been glancing at you with an uncomfortable face since earlier.”

“Why are you telling me that now?”

“You don’t know? In any case, don’t pay any more attention to the saintess’ bed.”

“When did I become interested in the saintess’ bed? Tell me the big day.”

Fabian hurriedly waved his hand.

Then, for some reason, I turned my head back as I felt a sting on my face.

Paladin Almet Hareb was pretending to slit his neck with his thumb.

As the night deepened, people rose from their seats one by one.

Elio, who stayed until the end, approached Luna Mylus.

“Should we go up too?”

“Elio.”

“yes?”

Elio looked at Luna Mylus with the same nervous eyes he had on their first night.

“It only looks like this, my age is already...”

“So? When we meet again, do you hate me because I still don’t think I’ve grown up? Were you disappointed that it wasn’t what you had imagined for over thirty years?”