A Transmigrator’s Privilege-Chapter 217

✠-I miss you. “.......”

Why did such a simple word hit my heart so hard?

Even after staring at it for a long time, my excitement didn’t subside.

Tesilid folded the neatly cut paper neatly and put it in his arms, then looked out at the distant night sky.

The words he couldn’t express in words spilled out of his ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) mouth.

“Me too.”

I missed you. There were many things I wanted to say after seeing your face.

I wanted to convey everything in my heart through words, not words, so I decided to save my written conversation with her for now.

‘First, I have to get out of here quickly... ... .’

The sea-colored eyes scanned the surroundings. The man’s face, which had been adoring until just a moment ago, became expressionless.

The environment surrounding him was extremely unpleasant.

The floor was littered with unclassified remains of buildings and corpses of monsters, and between them flowed an eerie stream of black spirits.

Trash continued to pour out and pile up from open gates here and there.

It was like a garbage dump and a sewage treatment plant mixed together.

The vastness seemed endless. Even beyond the horizon was covered with trash.

<Kirururuk!>

The tangled trash had become hideous monsters through their thoughts.

These groups attacked Tesilid without fail in order to devour him.

There was no way to go straight from the garbage dump of the demon world to the human world.

He had to cross the dividing line beyond the horizon and enter the demon world.

In reality, his situation was no different from that of a pilgrim.

However, this place was a little worse.

It was an area that could not be escaped with 40 days of asceticism, and there was no base camp at all.

‘It’ll take about two to three months.’

That wasn’t all.

Ssssssssssss.

The trash on the ground Tesilid was stepping on slowly flowed down and moved backwards.

The center of the garbage dump was like a black hole. A huge vortex slowly sucked in the trash and annihilated it.

If we stopped still, we would all be swept away and disposed of.

It was a land where even demons couldn’t live.

‘... ... We have to hurry if we want to get out.’

Ssssssss!

The holy sword drew a clean diagonal trajectory.

Immediately after the sword light flashed, the trash monster fell behind Tesilid with a thud.

He walked quickly without looking back.

The direction in which the trash flowed down served as a compass for the destination.

The white pilgrim’s back disappeared beyond the garbage hill. ✠ It had been two weeks since I started my pilgrimage. I was currently standing in front of the fifth gate.

“Hoo.”

As expected, the gatekeepers of the three gates I passed through after Balcus Odrek were all Orderly Saints.

They also all called me a heretic saint and insulted and provoked me. - I received a revelation to punish the heretics who will make a pilgrimage!

- Heretic saint, accept the hammer of condemnation quietly!

- This wicked heretic... ... . ‘I’m sick of it.’

I wondered which Orderly Saint would show up this time and turn my clothes upside down.

<Nice to meet you, Holy Scripture of the other religion. I am Lucrezia Delroyd.>

“Huh?”

This time, a saint in her mid-50s who greeted me politely appeared.

I was surprised at her attitude of respecting religious diversity.

However, what surprised me was her face that was revealed after she removed her Mass veil.

Saint Lucrezia had a face that looked very similar to someone I knew. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

The saturation of her platinum blonde hair and the gentle look in her eyes were especially familiar.

She was the first to answer.

<Thank you for taking in our Hilde.>

That’s right. Saint Lucrezia was like a middle-aged female version of our archdeacon, Hilde, of the Church of St. Agnes.

Even ‘our Hilde’?

“Uh, um, my name is Ailet Rodelin of the Church of the Unryeong. Excuse me, but what is your relationship with our Hilde?”

I asked defensively, emphasizing the word ‘we.’

Saint Lucrezia let out a small, mature laugh and made a shocking confession.

<Actually, Hilde is my granddaughter.>

“Huh? Is that true?!”

<Yes. This is a long story... ... .>

Somehow, Saint Lucrezia and I ended up sitting across from each other, making tea and talking.

In order to find out how Hilde became the 8th descendant of Lucrezia, we had to go back 200 years.

Saint Lucrezia was the protagonist of the ‘Saint’s Exile’ incident, which became the seed of a sharp conflict between the Catholic Church and the Republic of Magic.

At the time, it was recorded that she was imprisoned in a luxurious palace and spent the rest of her life there, but this is a bit different from the reality.

In fact, Saint Lucrezia had a turbulent love affair with the three powerful men of Ragnef, and after burning her youth, she decided to stay in the Republic of her own free will.

Saint Lucrezia looked back on those days with a proud face.

<What can I do when three handsome men cling to me like I’m the only one? As a saint, I have no choice but to practice philanthropy.>

“Ah, yes.”

<I feel sorry that my lovely gentlemen misunderstood that I was imprisoned. At that time, all four of us were in our prime. It was just easier to date in the bedroom... ... .>

“......Cough.”

That’s why the families that are continuing the lineage of the White Magician are the same families as the men who shared a deep love affair with her 200 years ago.

One of them is the Duke of Marcellion. [‘Soul Judgement Scale’ nods his head, saying that the saint is also a 19+ reverse harem romance specialized profession.] It’s a prejudice against professions, that’s it.

At that moment, Saint Lucrezia let out a long sigh.

It seems that the resentment from the past came to mind as she continued her reminiscence.

<Honestly, if the Order of Order had just properly returned her to secular life, there would have been no need for exile or imprisonment. Because she’s a saint, she’s forced to do a lot of things, has no rights, can’t get married, can’t date! Do you know how frustrating it is? ... ... But what’s that on your left ring finger? What? A rosary ring, couple? The world has become a better place. Back then, I couldn’t even dream of something like this! Ha, really. If the Unryeong Church had existed back then, I might have converted too... ... . What did you say? The Unryeong Church is monogamous? That’s too bad. Then cancel the story about conversion. Let’s pretend I didn’t hear it.>

She was a very sociable and lively person.

It would be nice if Hilde resembled her ancestors a little.

At that moment, Saint Lucrezia suddenly came to her senses and stood up.

<Oh, I think I’ve held you back too long. Then I’ll just stay true to my role.>

Her role. It was naturally the role of a gatekeeper.

“Yes, Saint.”

She finally felt like she was fighting. Standing at a suitable distance from her, I drew Serpens.

I finished my preparations by aiming the sharp tip of my sword at Saint Lucrezia.

“Anytime is fine.”

<I’ll prepare too. Please wait a moment.>

After she finished speaking, what she did was... ... .

Booooook!

Suddenly, she ripped the side of her skirt!

The tip of my sword shook slightly at the sudden, dizzying exposure.

“Uh, uh, Saint?”

<Ah, this is more comfortable.>

Drumroll. Then, the sound of the saint’s ten fingers cracking resonated refreshingly.

Saint Lucrezia clenched her fists and shouted.

<I’ll take the lead!>

Her smooth legs kicked the ground, and the new form moved right in front of my nose.

Kwaaaaang!

“......Huk?”

The power she shouted avoided my face and hit the cross directly.

My skull was freezing from the loud noise and wind pressure, but I didn’t have time to lose my mind.

I saw Lucrezia raise one leg high in a series of movements that felt like flowing water.

I barely managed to avoid it within the range allowed by the shackles.

Her heel hit the spot where I had been a moment ago. The ground dug deep and dust flew everywhere. It was as if an explosion had occurred, and it was a great force.

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I felt a little fooled and ended up asking back.

“Guo, did you get a promotion......?”

<Yes. It’s not an aura, but a martial art that uses divine power.>

I thought Hilde had a good frame, but it was her ancestors’ legacy!

<Oh, do you have time to think about something else?>

“......!”

She approached me without realizing it.

Then, a fist filled with holy white light struck my eyes without stopping. I raised my sword loaded with aura and blocked it without stopping.

'Hurry!'

Chang! Kaang! Chaeng! Chang!

Every time the sword and fist clashed, Serpens emitted a beautiful metallic roar and sparks spread across my vision.

'I have to dodge.'

However, it was not easy because my mobility was sealed.

On the other hand, Lucrecia's attack speed was among the highest among the enemies I had faced.

Even because she handled her body instead of her sword, her attack chain was fast and free.

It felt as if her fist occupied all sides of me.

I blocked all the attacks while delicately twisting Serpens's blade and letting it slip away little by little.

Even though I could overwhelm her in terms of brute force with the queen's brute strength, it was like that.

The reason was the fear that the knight possessed. That was... ... .

<I tried hard, but that was it.>

“......gasp!”

Her fist, clenched downward, rushed towards my abdomen.

I held Serpens upside down.

Tuuuung!

The fist filled with fierce momentum was blocked by the sword blade.

At that moment, I felt ripples spreading from a concentrated point.

“Keuhup!”

A tremendous shock hit my body and I was pushed back.

This was the price I paid for blocking it without letting go of my strength.

The swordsman had the characteristic of penetrating defenses and dealing damage.

<It’s quite good. It seems like you’ve faced a swordsman before?>

“Grandpa......whoosh, you’re a swordsman.”

I swallowed blood and put on my heel. My twisted internal organs returned to their proper place.

After reorganizing, I took a deep breath and glared at Saint Lucrezia.

‘This is how you use divine power?’

I shouldn’t have underestimated her because she wasn’t an Aura practitioner.

The technique of grafting divine power onto a martial art that seemed to have been honed for many years was already more efficient than that of an Aura user.

Even her realm was the 8th level, as expected of a saint.

Her body, covered in divine power, was no different from a weapon that surpassed a famous sword.

I confessed honestly, feeling awe.

“It won’t work.”

<Huh? Giving up? ... ... Her eyes seem alive, even though she’s a Aura practitioner?>

I saw it properly.

“I guess the only opponents that Aura can deal with are up to the fourth gate.”

Saint Lucrezia’s eyebrows narrowed slightly.

I said with a smile.

“I will deal with Hilde’s ancestors with my divine powers.”

<Hoo?>

Saint Lucrezia smiled back and accepted my provocation.

<Are you finally thinking of matching the level?>

But there was a catch.

“Matching the level. I will be overwhelmed.”

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