Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

The Saint who got up from his seat pulled something similar from the shelf and approached me.

"This is a temporary entry permit. We're not leaving."

"Huh? Are you going out yourself?"

"If this Saint doesn't go himself, it won't open. Crusaders' violence is very well known to the Saint."

That's the same thing.

The Crusaders say they are loyal to the god Verde, not the Saint, but they do not listen. If you go and control it yourself, even the Crusaders won't touch the wagon.

"Most of all, no matter how many saints you've seen, you'll be forced to carry a heavy ass."

- Chaaak.

She squeezes her butt, clinging to my side, looking me in the eye.

"... with a heavy ass."

"Why do you emphasize it?"

Clearly the Saint looks quite heavy, both breast and buttocks.. Why is this sister emphasizing it now?

"Forgiveness, anyway. I'll be guided."

"Are you two going?"

"Do you have a better escort than Paladin?"

"Of course not. I'm a specialist."

So I stood next to the Saint and escaped from the temple. But as soon as they come out, not all the Christians take too many examples. So it was pretty awkward.

He's a tall man.

- Cheeky.

She grabs a cigarette and walks so slowly and spontaneously.

It doesn't matter because it's not a bad smoke.

Because modern cigarettes are different from harmful ones.

"I'll hear more about it later, but let me tell you that I've done a great job. Arresting those accused of heresy is my first task, and it's very good performance. The Saint Bone is so full."

"Uh-huh, I worked hard."

"I think you should expect a reward."

"I don't believe that walking side-by-side like this is a reward."

- Stop it.

After a pause, the Saint looked at me with a suspicious look.

"... can I have my arms around my waist?"

"What the hell are you talking about? To the spot, please. To the spot. How much did you spend on the operation?"

"Hugh, I'm kidding."

The Princess Soldier is also serious.

However, I can't say anything because I have a good looks, abilities, and status. It's the biggest church and the third generation of beauty in the kingdom.

I was walking like that and I felt strange at the moment.

-...?

I felt like my gaze was gathering strangely.

- Oh, the Saint!

- Saint...!

- Saint!

I saw them muttering as they watched the Saint.

"It's really tiring that your face is sold."

A smiling smile shook her hand at the marchers who recognized her face. What kind of celebrity is this? Even though people in the capital are not very interested in others, our sister, Kadia, was almost a certified beauty and saint.

It's kind of an idol.

Of course, everyone recognizes and is interested.

The outfit you're wearing is not a sexy summer outfit, but it's a good Saint's outfit. It must be irritating because all the lines of the female body are revealed.

- Oh, oh! The Saint waved his hand!

- But who's next?

- You're not a paladin?

- Black armor?

- The emblem is a bronze society...

Anyway, when the Saint waved his hand, he reacted quite enthusiastically. Fortunately, I looked like an escort.

"You were a real saint."

"No one knows the Saint I saw in the capital. Didn't the Saint who saw the Three Kingdoms as a beauty tell you?"

I don't usually say that with my own mouth.

"Hugh, we stand side by side with such a saint. How do you feel? Paladin. This Saint is curious."

"I think I'm working."

"That's a funny answer."

"If I express this joy properly, I think I'll fly home." "

"Hehe, fly away."

Once she had moderately brushed her teeth, she smiled whether she liked it or not.

"I like that."

Purely walking at Saint's speed, the speed was quite slow. I moved on talking to her like this. Of course I'm not talking about this. I'll report it to you formally later.

"Do you know why the Crusaders are so violent?"

It's kind of a rumor.

"I can think of a few, but if you tell me that, you're really trying to tell me why."

"You're quick to notice."

The crusaders' violence... it was so extreme and frenzied. When you see someone you don't know, you hesitate to take a piss, but it's so extreme that you have nothing to say.

"Crusaders are warriors who fight evil creatures on the most front-line."

"Yes."

Wherever it is, it doesn't matter. It is as pure as the firefighters crawling into the fire.

Crazy people are the problem.

"No, to be precise, fighters built to the specifications of fighting on the front lines."

It was made.

"Evil beings always try to seduce and corrupt humans. If that's the front line, it's even more fierce."

The Saint said as if he were talking about something natural.

"That's why it's important to protect paladins from such threats."

Faith?

Armor?

"It's not a blessed armor, it's just fanaticism from the brainwashing."

"It's a terrible story."

"It's a less horrible story than this world is horrible."

That is also the case.

"The Crusader curriculum literally raises warriors who prepare for the temple. The training center just takes the graduation exam. They were already" done "before."

"Completion?"

Combat power or completion of faith?

"As warriors who can endure the Second Idol War."

"Ah."

An idol war.

I've heard a lot.

"I know it was a great war. By the way... is there any sign of that? Is that why you're preparing?"

"Half right, half wrong. There are always signs. We're just preparing for it."

"I don't think it's happening right now."

"So we're preparing and trying to stop it."

The Crusaders were made to carry out that inhuman war.

I already felt the same way.

"Crusaders don't want to create inefficiencies due to excessively violent relationships."

"I've heard it a few times, I've seen it."

"Of course our Pope knows. But he thinks it would be inefficient, the most effective and stable."

Instead of never being corrupted, I gained infinite violence. Slightly inefficient, but as effective as that is certain. This was the Pope's idea.

"The Saint thinks differently."

"Yes, that's it."

The Saint and I have different thoughts.

"Isn't this confidential?"

"Paladin can know. By the way, the church's interrogators are the small-headed in their own way. So you can rest assured."

The Church's interrogators.

I think I'll see you soon, but I honestly can't believe it.

"Aren't you pretending to interrogate and kill?"

"At least the Saint I saw was not supposed to know."

You didn't have one?

"It's a church that looks like this, but sometimes there are people who need to be interrogated. Crusaders don't blow violence out of suspicion. If there's evidence, it's a turkey. The interrogators are the same, but a little more rational."

"Oh, so the simple accused can still go in for questioning."

"Yes. Just... when it turns out to be a pagan."

"Let's move on to that story."

"Are you caring? Thank you."

"You can talk about the brutality in the field."

Roughly the interrogator is still trustworthy. It's rare, but I've interrogated it many times. The pagans always appear everywhere. I also arrest him if I suspect it.

Then that's all you have to do.

That's how we arrived in front of the gate.

"Hush! Saint!"

"The Saint is on his way!!"

As soon as he arrived, the soldiers gathered in a glow, and Saint Cardia handed out the documents without hesitation.

"I brought an entry permit. Is there a bronze society wagon waiting here?"

"There are three! Reason is pagan convoy!"

"Take it."

"Yes!"

The soldier said loudly, whether he received the documents or not.

"You can go in!!"

It's straight bread.

Both the Kingdom and the Church seem to be in consultation.

"Hahaha, you built an army that didn't exist. You are also good at it."

"Isn't it beautiful to see all the Saints?"

"The Three Kingdoms of Beauty."

"I personally think it's above work."

"I don't think I can vote in favour because I can't see the top three."

"Do you think this Saint will be worse than a princess or a great wizard?"

"I didn't know there was a Grand Wizard in my candidacy right now."

"You don't need to know. Because I'm worse than the Saint I saw."

"You're right."

They were all worse than Claudie anyway.

I immediately approached the wagon with her.

"Holy Knight Anderson, Saint!!"

"Holy Knight Harmat, Saint!!"

"Holy Knight Awad, Saint!!"

As he approached, the disciples who were on the horseback stood up and shouted aloud as they took the example. When I come to observe these bastards, let's do this.

"Well done, new Crusaders. Did you help Paladin well?"

"Yes!"

That's a big answer.

"It couldn't have been easy convoying pagans, but you've endured anger. Let's start the convoy right away. Drive the wagon to the temple."

"I see!"

So the wagons entered, and me and the Saint followed the wagon.

"I'll ask you a few questions about the status of the new Crusaders."

"Just tell me."

As I was walking without any difficulty, I soon began to see the former building over there.

Immediately after reaching the entrance, the Saint instructed the Crusaders to guard the gate.

"I have arrested those suspected of heresy. I will go straight to the interrogation room, and I will forbid the unauthorized conduct of this Saint."

"Ugh...! Ugh...!"

"A pagan...!"

The two doorman paladins look pretty bad. I keep staring at the wagon and taking a deep breath.

"Crusader. Calm down. Do not touch the wagon. Since we have not investigated yet, we cannot determine which pagans."

"I see...!"

"Yes...!"

But the Saint commands me to listen.

"Don't go in."

-Deep.

I go into battle with the three wagons.

The replacement site was really fucking spacious. There are also several chewy buildings, such as a barracks in the center. There were gifts everywhere, so I was mistaken for something like a castle. Or a fortress.

"That's the interrogation room."

The interrogation room was in that corner.

It was a small two-storey building, and the basement seemed to be the main building.

"It's so scary that it reveals sin. However, their skills are beyond doubt. We can all find out if they're pagans, simple criminals, innocent people. Of course, there is nothing to fear if you are not guilty."

"Thank God for that."

At the end of the short description, a strange man in a brass mask walked out of the building. I didn't wear a helmet. I just wore a mask, and strangely, my arms and legs howled.

- Not the warrior's body.

No, not necessarily. If Manana has divine power, then the flesh is just her aid.

"Interrogator, Mr. Swell. Gather all those who are waiting. The number of people to interrogate... paladin. How many?"

"Thirty."

"Over thirty."

"Very well, Saint."

The interrogator's voice, called the Swedish, felt cold.

"Let the detainee alone for now. I'll send the data by tomorrow."

"Very well, Saint."

He went back into the building.

"... Crusaders?"

"Not now. Now, let's get down to interrogation."

"Oh, yes."

Immediately, he opened the door of the wagon with his disciples and sent down those who were inside.

"Get off."

"Get down!!!!!"

Separate women and men.

Both groups were almost punished.

"Don't think about it!!! This is the place of the Bronze Society!!"

Anderson's good at his job.

"...!"

Men are just frightened and shaking.

Soon several masked interrogators came out and joined forces with my disciples and dragged the men down to the basement. Once the preacher's coffin was in, he also moved it there.

Please let the black and white cover up.

"Then Paladin. Now let's hear the report."

"Let's go."

I took the evidence and went back to her office with the Saint.