The Rotten Lady Rosa Wants to Watch Over Love from the Shadows

"Father! I was looking."

"Yeah. I saw you guys, so I'm here. Hello, Miss Rosa. My hair color was different, so for a moment I thought I was someone."

From the exchange between the two, I now understand that it was Matthias with the priest Faye was talking about.

What an unexpected, startled Rosa, but no, no, I reconsidered that I should rub it against them with all my might here, hiding my surprise and making them smile briskly.

"Good day, Father Matthias. Nice to meet you."

In fact, for Matthias, who has difficulty coupling at his age, he never allocated a micron of thought resources from the Tea Party to the present, but he doesn't even let that happen every time.

"Oh, that's an honor. I thought they'd forgotten about me at the tea party."

"That's a hell of a thing. From that day at the Tea Party until today, there was not a single day, not thinking about the priest."

I seem to have been humbled, so I rub it off with all my might.

"Hmm...? Have you been talking about me?"

"Yes, this is how I got here today, guided by the feeling that I would surely see the priest."

Rub it all together.

Instead of floating a joyful colour for some reason, Matthias glowed his eyes into a sword swallow, "Now prediction, is it..." but Rosa embarked on herself, not to retreat here.

"Father, I have an important story to tell you. I'd like you to change your mind."

"Change your mind? Phew... that's brave."

Rosa was annoyed as Matthias distorted her mouth uncomfortably.

I was anxious and pressed to "revisit my assessment of Faye," but if I thought calmly, it would be quite rude for my little girl to suddenly deny the priest's aesthetic eye and ask him to correct her assessment.

It would have taken a more careful and polite warm-up, a process such as, for example, allowing Faye's painting to be explained out of his own mouth and converted one by one.

"No, I... first of all, would you like me to listen carefully to your own thoughts, Father -"

"Nice."

But Matthias stopped talking unexpectedly, trying to shoot through it and staring at this one.

"Is that the eye that foresees the truth? I've been half-hearted so far, but let's admit it. Your eyes look real."

"Huh?"

Now suddenly this aesthetic eye is recognized as dressed and bewildered.

But Matthias turned back on his heels sooner than to question his sincerity.

"If you say you've already spotted my nature, the exchange that confirms it will be futile. However, if you would like to know my sincerity, I will take you to a secret place. Buy your daring, silly."

That way, I point to the little door Faye said "I better not go" to see why the hell it is.

"Because I'm sure there's an answer in this that you're looking for"

"The answer I seek…?

"Yes."

Quickly, or will he open the door, and go down the stairs that were ahead?

I'm not sure, but Rosa, who thought we shouldn't miss a business opportunity here, went after him in a daze.

Faye also failed to grasp Mathias' intentions again, but we know the sight at the end of the door.

Now I put around saying that I was going to say, "I can't let a young man in such a bloody, smelly business do the copying job," and followed the two of us with a frown.

But Matthias down the dim stairs, in a somewhat disgusting tone,

"This is a sacred place, if it's supposed to be, that only lets the chosen boys in and out."

I heard him twitch, etc., and I began to think that he was very different.

With a candlestick provided near the door, slowly down the stairs, his back is shaken by dark shadows and creepy.

"Women are filthy after all. So to speak, with the Warcraft, we have to eliminate it. The world only needs an innocent boy and a noble man. That is the most beautiful world God has ever ordained. Don't you think?

The content is terribly arrogant and aggressive, even though it's a gentle voice reading the Bible.

Faye thought again that this priest, in a calm tone, was the one who had just cut off the weak, fisting in discomfort.

The subject of his contempt also includes women.

(And what was that conversation earlier?

Rosa seemed familiar with Matthias.

Besides, it looks like I was expecting to meet him on this occasion.

To observe from the conversation before and after, what if her obsession with going to church was not to hang up about Faye's paintings, but to see the priest himself?

But more of a concern is Mathias' attitude.

Somehow she looks alert to Rosa.

The hostility, which could not be concealed even in a soft tone, was enough to sting tingling and skin.

Yes, it's as if you think of her as an enemy who has seen through his sins rather than as a girl who has seen the true value of the painting -.

(If...)

As we descend the stairs and the color of the shadows darkens, we get a more ominous feeling.

The word "nature," Matthias said earlier, caught my head slightly.

Matthias, who really despised the poor.

He was making me collect the blood of the Warcraft.

I was letting the blood boil with some grass just to non-toxicize the blood, but was that really, an act to get rid of the blood poison?

(What if he is a corrupt villain, rather than a benevolent priest...?

My body tenses strongly to the feeling of a hiccups from my throat.

"Rosa. The priest, maybe..."

With a very small voice, whispering to the girl walking next door, she looked back and then snorted, blue-faced.

- I think so, too.

Poor lips, they seemed to move that way.

(Yeah, Faye, definitely. I think so too)

Yes, Rosa was sure.

Matthias let go of saying that only a man is needed in this world.

He says the woman isn't calling. His nature, which held him to a secret garden where only an innocent boy could enter and leave...

(I wonder if it's rotten!

Then my eyes shimmered.

I can see for myself that blood runs into my beating heart and my complexion draws for it.

Come to think of it, Matthias is a priest in Dorothea's arms.

He's the one who gives her all kinds of advice.

Maybe the Queen's rose hobby was also opened up by him.

(That means, Yikes! I wonder what lies ahead!?

I wasn't sure what the conversation we had earlier meant, but now that I think about it, they're going out of their way to show us a place where women are forbidden by evaluating "having real eyesight" and "bold" Rosa, so I guess that means acknowledging Rosa as a like-minded aspiration and showing us a secret garden.

From the story of Faye's paintings, it's a mystery why rose hobbies have been passed on, but I'm sure it's possible to detect a decay trend from a small clue if he's also someone enough to serve as a priest.

Rosa finally walks down the stairs as she bounces her chest off.

Following Mathias, Fey, right next door, leaked a bewildered grunt as he tried to break it to the right.

"'Workplace', in the room on the left…"

"You too, come in here. Starting today."

Matthias smiles with a grin, turns the lock, and pushes open the heavy iron door.

As he was losing sight of the slow-moving door, he suddenly protruded the burning cut of the candlestick he had against Rosa's eyes quickly.

"Shh..."

"Rosa!"

After pulling Rosa backwards in an aggressive fashion, to Faye, slightly out of balance, he now puts his foot on and punches the two of them together.

Faye, who alone would have been able to respond immediately, was also full of passivity because he had sheltered Rosa in his arms.

"Do what!

"It's an invitation."

The answer is, short.

Matthias took a step back and quickly closed the door he had just opened.

"Take your time."

Soon after the delightful voice, the sound of the lock turns properly.

We're trapped.

"Hey! What do you do! Get it out!"

Faye knocked on the door reflexively and even hit him, but the girl right next to him,

"-... Hih"

I heard a small scream from the back of my throat as I slipped my hips, turning all the way around.

So, breathtaking.

- Guru...... uuuu

Black eyes, which easily captured the light even in the darkness, quickly saw the appearance of a black beast, illuminated by the slightest light of the candlestick.

"Oh...... oh"

Then - totally irrational eyes, fluttering all over the room, and the way the boys look.

"Hey...... that would be a lie. You guys......"

Fey realized that a few of them were seen faces.

He was collecting warcraft blood at the same time, boys from downtown.

Originally there was no sense of union between them and they barely even had a conversation in the second half, either from the load of work or because they were just taking rough words and deeds.

I just thought I quit because I stopped coming across the border one day.

"Oh...... ah"

They roar like beasts and run their eyes blood.

The clothes, which were messy hair, lean limbs and more blurry than the original, were nearly bare to the point of being hard hooked to the body.

You noticed the intruder's appearance, and the boys look back in slow motion.

Slowly, Faye accidentally swallowed a scream at them and the Warcraft as they approached us.

(Hiaaaaaaa! Lots of half-naked lords. Ahhhhh!?

Rosa, too, screamed in her brain.