Chapter 90 It's fate! (45 plus 1)
The young man's deafening shout echoed in the church.

He was willing to die for the oppressed, just to awaken others to reflect.

This idea is a bit silly, but also admirable.

The archbishop looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes moving slightly.

The truth.

There is not a single false statement.

From beginning to end, the child never told any lies.

There was no hesitation or fear in the Archbishop's words; they came completely from the heart and true feelings.

Say what you mean.

This firm will to sacrifice is truly moving.

Even the archbishop, who had seen too many of them, felt a little touched for a moment.

After a long while, the archbishop finally said with emotion: "Sure enough, you and Saint Nenasha are very similar. You are very destined to be together."

"They both regard humans and monsters as equal beings, they are both willing to sacrifice themselves for others, they both have a heart full of love..."

Herbert:?

Me, do I have it?
Um, did I overact just now?

Herbert felt a little guilty after hearing the archbishop's exaggerated praise and wanted to change his words and explain, but he found it was too late.

Now, even if I explained that it was not true, the archbishop would not believe it.

Forget it.

Don't explain anymore, just let him misunderstand.

Being mistaken for a hero doesn't seem so bad.

After praising him, the Archbishop poured a bucket of cold water on Herbert to cool him down:

"It's just that, kid, there is still a big gap between you and her now. If you really want to be her, do you know where the gap is?"

gap?

Herbert was a little dazed, and answered subconsciously after hearing:
"…Uh, gender?"

Herbert could not become a saint.

Definitely.

He definitely won't be able to become a saint in this life, and he doesn't want to be one in the next life either.

Besides, it would be bad if this story turned into "The Convent of the Holy Virgin"...hmm.

The consequences of being clever are naturally not unexpected.

The archbishop's somewhat emotional mood was interrupted on the spot, and the words he had prepared were stuck in his throat. He looked at the white-haired boy silently.

"..."

He clearly didn't say anything, but it seemed like he had said everything.

Child, do you want to listen to what you are saying?
"Ah! It's strength."

Herbert coughed awkwardly twice and said seriously, "I don't have enough strength now. I can't make others believe my ideas, and I can't guarantee that the monsters will be controlled by me after they do evil."

"……Ugh."

The archbishop sighed a little tiredly, and continued with his previous words: "Yes, you are still too weak now. Although you have some ideas, you don't have the strength to match them."

"So, I'm going to offer you a little help."

He raised his hand to signal Herbert to stand up and pointed to the blasphemous icon in the center of the church.

"Child, go to the front of the image and place your palm on hers."

Ok?
Herbert: “…Ah?”

???

To be honest, Herbert wanted to get closer to the sacrilegious icon, he really did.

Because this incident almost represents his ultimate mission in the Misty Monastery - to rescue the goddess of harmony, Nenasha.

But Herbert also realized a cruel fact very clearly.

As long as the Archbishop is in this space, he can't do this.

Especially after listening to the story told by the Archbishop and understanding the terrifying strength of the Archbishop, Herbert completely gave up this idea. He couldn't beat him, so he gave up for the time being.

Just seal the heart with cement and give up that bold idea.

Don’t do it yet, create a new account and challenge it later.

But now... the archbishop actually took the initiative to let me touch him?
This, this is not a scam on me, right?
goo.

Herbert swallowed his saliva, slowly stood up, but asked hesitantly: "Your Excellency the Archbishop, what are you doing..."

You're not harming me, are you?

"Don't be afraid, child."

"Although the desecrated holy icon suppresses the evil god, it is not very dangerous in itself."

"It's just that two powers will descend when it is touched. One represents the remaining blessing of the saint, and the other is the curse of the evil god."

Uh… isn't this still dangerous for others?

Herbert continued his performance, frowning just the right amount, and then, as if he had made up his mind, he walked towards the statue with a firm step.

That resolute back only conveyed one belief - as long as one can gain the power to save the innocent, it doesn't matter even if one is cursed!

"Hehe, you don't have to worry about the curse."

The Archbishop followed Herbert with an approving gaze, and just when he was about to touch him, he chuckled and said, "As long as I am still alive, the evil god's curse will not take effect."

"Because, I once said - [I won't let Him hurt anyone.]"

As the archbishop spoke again, some invisible changes occurred in the church, as if some rules had been changed.

The change was so great that even Herbert noticed it and felt the change in the law with shock.

Law?

Follow your words?
After once again marveling at the power of the archbishop, Herbert stood still before desecrating the holy image and without hesitation chose to place his hands on the top of the image's head.

Tremble, God of Harmony!

This is the ultimate secret of the male protagonist Yasashi.

Touch! Head! Kill——hiss!!?

After the contact, an intense burning sensation pierced into his soul.

"hiss!"

After not being harmed by the flames and being able to bathe in the lava, Herbert almost forgot the burning pain.

Now, he remembered.

He felt his soul being burned, roasted...burned!
Didn’t you promise not to hurt me?!

laugh--

Behind him, the archbishop calmly looked at Herbert's painful expression, without any fluctuation in his eyes.

He watched quietly as Herbert twitched as if he had been electrocuted, but was unable to pull his hand back in pain.

After a moment, he nodded silently, feeling somewhat relieved and secretly sighing: "Very good, this child really has not been corrupted by the evil god..."

As an existence who has been guarding here for many years and preventing the evil god from invading the world, how could the archbishop be completely defenseless against the evil god's contractor?

He will not wrongly accuse any devout monk, nor will he let any of the evil god's minions go.

There are many suspicious points about Herbert, but this is normal, everyone has secrets.

The archbishop had no intention of touching these things. He was not the leader of an evil sect and would not do anything to harm others at will.

But he also has his own solution.

The Archbishop did not investigate personally, but chose to use the remaining power of the Saint to test Herbert's purity.

The desecration of icons will prove everything.

If Herbert showed signs of being eroded by the evil god, the power of the saint would suppress and destroy him on the spot.

And now, the scene before us has proved everything.

The power of the saint not only did not destroy Herbert, but instead, with an unprecedented joyful momentum, she tried her best to transform his body and soul.

Thinking of this, the Archbishop nodded with satisfaction and couldn't help but sigh:

"You really have a connection with her!"

(End of this chapter)

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