Chapter 45: Does The Saintess Dream Of A Sacrificial Lamb? (5)
***Gulp—As soon as he saw the person who stepped in through the door, Darulma Dune gulped audibly.Following his gaze, Yeomyeong also had to swallow a wry smile.“Uh… Were you in the middle of a serious discussion?”It was the Saintess.Unlike before, she was not wearing her Invisibility Cloak. She now looked just like a true ‘Saintess.’Not only did the thick blindfold fail to hide her noble appearance, but her entire body was also meticulously covered in a pure white priestly robe, complete with a white shoulder cape embroidered with golden thread draped over her shoulders.If it weren’t for the revolver at her waist or the automatic rifle peeking out from behind her back… she would have naturally evoked a sense of piety.Of course, this was only from an Earthian perspective.Unlike the mercenaries outside the base camp, who were simply admiring her, the dwarf paid no heed to the automatic rifle.“Oh, Saintess…”Darulma Dune stood up, got on one knee, and bowed toward the Saintess. Then, he clasped his hands together reverently and covered his mouth.The etiquette of worshiping the five gods beyond the Dimensional Portal.His posture was so perfect that it could be included in a textbook, but the Saintess didn’t even spare the dwarf a glance.She strode into the base camp, grabbed Yeomyeong’s hand and then spoke to Captain Kwon.“Are you the Captain of the Sonjuk Mercenary Group?”“…Yes, Saintess. I am the Captain, Kwon Mongjoo.”“I wish to hire this person. Regardless of the cost.”A brief silence ensued following that abrupt announcement.While Captain Kwon and Darulma Dune were struck speechless, Yeomyeong shook her off and asked.“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”“I’ll give you an explanation later; for now, let’s just go. We don’t have the time.”“…”“Seriously, if you stay here, you might get your head blown off!”The Saintess tried pulling on Yeomyeong’s hand several times, but Yeomyeong wouldn’t budge.After a brief and meaningless struggle, the Saintess was the first to give up.She sighed deeply before speaking.“...My mother will be coming to kill you soon.”“What?”What kind of nonsense was she spouting all of a sudden? Mother? Coming to kill him?“...Is this some sort of code or analogy?”“No, what I’m trying to say is my mother literally is targeting you.”What kind of person was her mother? Was the Saintess’ mother the leader of the Holy Knights or something?Yeomyeong suppressed his rising incredulity and questions forming in his mind, compressing them into a single word.“...Why?”The Saintess was unable to give him an immediate answer.She hesitated for a moment, then stood on her toes to whisper in Yeomyeong’s ear.“I, uh… might have made a slight slip of the tongue. So my mother has some, uh, misunderstandings about us.”A slip of the tongue.Upon hearing that, Yeomyeong immediately inferred that the person the dwarf had been talking to was the Saintess’ mother.If that were the case, could it be that the misunderstanding the dwarf spoke about—‘something inappropriate’—be referring to…Oh my god.Previously thinking the misunderstanding was nothing more than a crash of lips, Yeomyeong shut his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and asked the Saintess.“…What sort of slip of the tongue did you have that led to such a misunderstanding?”“Well, um… it sort of just happened? I didn’t expect her to become that angry just because I said I wanted to hire you with money.”“…”“Although I did tell her about giving you a relic and that we slept in the same recovery room…”“You were in the same recovery room as me? Is that even something you should be saying…?”“I mean, is it really that big a deal? It’s not like I could get a hotel room while using my Invisibility Cloak, right? Besides, I was worried about you…”Seeing the Saintess avoid his gaze, Yeomyeong felt more bewildered than angry.Regardless of Yeomyeong's bewilderment, the mercenaries outside the base camp were observing the two with keen interest.- What are they talking about? The Newcomer’s expression seems really serious.- Is it… what’s it called… is it, like, eloping for love?- Is our mercenary group going to be on the 9 o’clock news1 tomorrow?- Damn it, I can’t hear them clearly. Everyone shut up!Unable to bear the intense attention focused on him, Yeomyeong massaged his forehead.He would have normally gotten angry about something like this, but his mind was unable to keep up when confronted with something far beyond his expectations.He had been single for far too long to be able to handle a situation like this calmly.