Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

# 849

Black Knight

The Saint was sitting in a window seat with a similar feeling to the previous one, and he was sipping his car into a different atmosphere.

- Sparkle.

Stretched blondes are sunlit and glisten like gold. That hair is most noticeable. It's not uncommon to have hair that feels so luxurious.

"Saint! I'm here!!"

As I called out in a slightly louder voice, the Saint moved her gaze toward me and stopped for a moment.

"..."

Anyway, let's get close.

"Claudie. That's him."

"Uh-huh... really. She's a good girl."

She's a good girl?

- Another angle.

Claudie then approached the Saint as she heard another roar. It's because the legs are too long. The heel height really goes well. I immediately followed Claudie.

- Glug.

The Saint who stopped also stands up with a cup of tea.

"Good morning, Saint."

"... Ah, good morning. Paladin."

First, I greeted her, and the moment she bit her lower lip, she looked me in the eye. No, what is it? This is a stare rather than a stare.

"The one next to you... is the one who works for Paladin."

"Yes, it's good to see you. Claudia, you said Saint Cadia, right?"

"Wait, Claudie?"

Claudie greeted me very naturally. Well, I thought you might like to use sardines in these places.

If you do this first, don't you think?

"Nice to meet you. As you know, I am Kadia, who is serving as a saint in the Bronze Society."

Despite Claudie's sudden half-horse greeting, the Saint politely bowed her back, covering her full-bodied chest with her hands. Well, is it okay? Ask Claudie to use the sardines, if possible.

- Ugh.

The Saint, who was bowing down, stood right back.

"Uh-huh..."

But Claudie is looking at the face of the Saint. What, are you trying to confirm the word "Three Kingdoms Beauty"? Not necessarily, the half-elf Claudie is more beautiful.

Still, it's not polite to stare at the face of a person who is a front-runner. He immediately tried to stab Claudie in the back with his finger, and the Saint said first.

"... something bothers you?"

"No, should the Saint be a Saint? I'm surprised he's more beautiful than I thought. That's why I was watching."

"... Miss Claudie is just as beautiful. It's a half-elf, of course. I've been riding in the capital to see the elves, but I don't think this is a good match."

"Huhuhu, shall we?"

Claudie smiled softly as she covered her mouth. So the ritual of praising each other was over, and we sat down.

"First of all, let me apologize for the disrespect. But this Death Knight case is very important to the witness' testimony. Despite my concern, I ended up calling it this. Please don't think badly."

The Saint who sat down bowed with a different attitude than usual. This is what it feels like to meet someone else. I feel so fresh every time I see it because it feels so different from my own reality.

"It's okay. It's nothing. Cat asked for it."

I immediately stabbed Claudie in the back and said with a small ear.

"Claudie. It's the frontal surface of the sardines. You have to write a sardine. It's kind of comforting to say."

"Car, Cat. Suddenly... itchy."

"No, that's not it."

"Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

You have such a sensitive ear.

"Ah, the Saint Bone is fine. Never mind."

The Saint told me if he was looking at it.

... this is a little embarrassing.

"Claudie. But you know what?"

"Oh, look at me."

I stabbed him in the back once more, and Claudie smiles and raises her hand.

"Well, then. Why don't you call Cardia? I think you'll be more comfortable."

"..."

The Saint, who closed his mouth, sent me a notice. Are our claudi sardines a little uncomfortable? Yeah, well, I'd rather say this.

- Nod.

I nod small.

I felt like I was asking for permission.

"Then... can we call this Saint Claudie, too?"

Soon after he regained his usual attitude, the Saint carefully took out his words. After hearing that, Claudie just nodded with a smile.

"As you wish. Because I don't care."

"You must be Elpro. Because the factions are different, the law is different. On the Shrdic side, is this universal?"

"Yeah, that's it."

The Saint seems fine, so it won't be a problem anymore.

That's how the two of you let go.

"I've asked for a public meeting, but it's okay to make personal connections. The Saint asked Claudie to meet with the Death Knight, but she is also very interested in the faith of the Shrdic Great Desert. I'd appreciate it if you could let me know."

I don't have the guts to see it.

"Good."

Claudie naturally nods.

I took the gap and called an employee to order a car.

"Oh, and... this Saint may have an authoritative vocabulary, but I hope you don't mind this. If you speak comfortably, I can only do this... so I ask for your understanding."

"Humans care a lot about that, don't worry. It's okay."

"It's comforting. Don't say hello again. Cardia, the Saint of the Bronze Society."

"I'm Claudie."

After greeting her like that, she entered the full story. The Saint immediately brought up the story of Death Knight, and Claudie told me what she saw and what she explained.

"Hmm... not much different from Paladin."

The Saint who heard the whole story said as he inhaled the car once. Actually, it's not. Claudie was right next to me.

"Because we were together. I can't help it."

"..."

The moment Claudie answers, the silence falls.

So soon the tea came out, and I drank it with Claudie. I also ordered refreshments in dessert form, but I keep getting my hands dirty because it tastes good.

"... then it's about the Shrdic faith."

"Yeah, I'll tell you what."

The Dead Night topic is over.

Claudie and the Saint began to talk hard about the Shrdic faith. When Claudie first says something, the Saint asks questions about it and releases the story.

Things about Shrdik were not that different from what I heard. If there is a difference, did the burning Saint ask in more detail about his academic needs? I've heard a little bit about the details before.

That way, the daily life of your religion and the religious people. Then the story of the ruins and the pilgrimage came busy.

"Oh... I see. That's unusual."

"This religion is more unusual to me."

The two conversations proceeded smoothly. Actually, they're both extremely beautiful women. It's not unusual to have a talking corner. It's hard for beautiful women to talk to each other because they play with each other.

"But... I have the most curious question."

"What do you think?"

"Oh, but this might be an excuse. So I think we should ask him if he's okay."

"Huhu, I'm here because Cat asked me to come for that. Like I said, I don't care. You can ask."

"Is that so?"

The Saint, who nodded his head, spoke.

"What I want to ask is about the culture of midwifery. I know it's a little hard to say... but Miss Claudie is our Palladin's workplace, and she's allowed him to marry a lot of women. Is that right?"

No, my Saint, you still care about this. You wanted to ask Claudie yourself, not anyone else. I looked at her face to protest, but she was staring at Claudie to see if she didn't know my gaze.

"Hmmm... Was that what you were wondering? You asked Karin the same question, didn't you?"

"It would be best to listen to the party. It's just asking me where I am personally. It's actually the most curious part."

- Horoc.

Claudie, who inhaled the car, put it down.

"You know, I'm Cat's first woman."

- Ugh.

She took my hand.

"On the Shrdic side, we often have a midwife with no faith. Women and men often want to be protected from the arms of a stronger spouse rather than living with one partner."

It's the desert.

Islam was also a middle-aged culture.

"A strong man carries women. On the contrary, a strong woman carries her men. Either way, it's natural."

"..."

"Of course, I'm the girl that Cat is' stalking '."

Immediately, the Saint stopped.

If you say something like this, it's shocking.

"Oh, wait, Claudie. Shame. That's too much to say..."

"But it's true."

Claudie tried to hug me like she was trying to play.

"Strong warriors have the right to have more spouses. So I want to give Cat more wives. That's my duty as a wife. Cat, right?"

"Oh, wait. Claudie."

Oh, it's so nice to be a real flirt, but I'm a little embarrassed in front of the Saint...!

- Exactly, exactly.

I hear a sound across the street. I saw the Saint knocking on the table with his finger while avoiding his eyes slightly. Oh, shit. I care. I'm going to grab Claudie's hand right away.

"Hmmm."

The Saint coughed and said,

"... the clergyman seems a little irritated to hear."

- Exactly.

At the same time the sound stops.

"Yes, Claudie. It's too irritating."

"Yes... Is that so?"

If you talk too explicitly to the Saint, I'll use it.

- I...

Silence descended.

No matter how saint you are... if you hear it yourself, you might think it's a little bad beyond culture. The silence lasted a little longer, and I kept emptying the car.

"Cat, wait a minute. I'm gonna go to the bathroom."

Claudie stood up and said,

"Toilet?"

"Yes."

"Come with me."

When Claudie got up, the Saint got up right out of the chair.

"Even the Saint I just saw..."

"Shall we go together then?"

You go to the bathroom with me from the end of the day. The two of them stood up and walked toward the bathroom as they talked small.

"..."

As Jim's bodyguard in drowsiness, I didn't sit still and put the refreshments in my mouth, inhaling the car.

It's just that you two are talking about stars.

For the first time, the story of Death Knight was very short, and we talked longer about the Shrdic faith. I have told more incidental stories than for this purpose.

Saint, I think I came out on purpose to take a little breath as an excuse to hear about Death Knight. No, I think I might have been tired lately.

I twisted my chin on the table.

- I...

You're not coming.

It makes me feel a little sad to be left alone.

- I...

How long has it been?

Claudie and the returning Saint walked together.

I didn't say it was too late.

Naturally, the seats she sat in continued the story.

"Paladin doesn't buy more than he thinks. I know this position because I put it under work."

"Huhuhu, right? Cat is a wonderful warrior."

But it's about my compliments. I don't know what I was talking about in the bathroom or what I was talking about.

"No, what a shame, all of a sudden."

"Isn't that true? I was just talking about it for a second."

"Are you?"

There's a lot of conversation topics.

"Hmph, well, it's okay to talk about me."

Well, with this feeling, the morning relaxation passed. Claudie and the Saint seem to fit perfectly. I can't talk long if I don't get it right. No, it's more about talking than about being polite.

"Ah, you've been holding this for too long. I apologize."

"I don't care."

By noon the story was over. It's time to go back. It happened without anyone first, and the Saint came out after he had done the calculation.

"Oh, yes. Then, Saint, I'll see you in two days. Go in well."

"Take a good rest, Paladin."

I said hello as soon as I got out.

"So did Miss Claudie... goodbye."

"Yes."

Claudie shook her hand, and the Saint turned around.

I also straightened my arms with Claudie and headed home.

* * *

"Cat. We talked about it, okay. She was a good girl. Beautiful. There's a saint. Mama likes it."