Reborn as A Holy Knight (Remake) Volume 1 Chapter 2 (Patreon)

Chapter 2 – The Temple of the Fertility Goddess

The town of Lambda is reasonably lively, but the population seems small for the size of a town.

I noticed that some of the houses facing the street were seemingly empty, and some were even on the verge of crumbling.

Still, the security situation does not seem to be bad, perhaps because of the screening by the God of Order or perhaps because there are so few men.

Even as I walk down the street, all I see are women.

Sometimes there will be men, but most look like returning soldiers who are suffering from the aftereffects of their injuries.

Also, they all seem to be married.

So, when a healthy young man is walking alone in town, like in my situation, it is impossible not to attract a lot of attention.

Sure, there were a few women who looked like they wanted to talk to me, and I received almost all of their glances, but in the end, no one approached me until I arrived at the temple.

“If it has been the other way around, I will have been taken in somewhere by now. I guess I should thank the Gods once again for influencing the lives of this world.”

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“The temple seems to be well taken care of.”

These are my first thoughts since arriving at the temple.

It is more magnificent than the other buildings in this town, but I think it is still a bit plain if considered as a place for worship.

“But well, I think this is better as it is more approachable than an overly grandiose one that will scare people from entering.”

I don’t know if it’s proper conduct to bring your weapon inside, but just to make sure, I stored my weapons and armor in my [Storage Unit] for the time being.

And since we are entering a holy sanctuary, maybe I should also cast [Holy Purification] to cleanse my body?

After finishing my preparations, I opened the large door of the temple and entered.

Inside is a dimly lit place with a calm atmosphere, much like a Christian church.

And at the far end, there is a magnificent statue, probably of a goddess.

(This is …… Xaneela, right?)

Since this is a temple dedicated to Xaneela, I think the statue is of her.

The Xaneela I saw was a figure that had been changed to my liking, so I don’t blame her if she doesn’t look like the real thing, but it’s not even close to what I have imagined from her character alone.

Xaneela, the Goddess, here she is generally plump and looks a bit old… What can I say? In a nutshell, she looks like a plump and beautiful witch.

She is not a pretty gal in any way.

《I guess that’s what you get when you think of a goddess involving fertility and prosperity.》

“Xaneela?”

《Yoohoo. Long time no see, well, technically, we are not seeing each other.》

“Uhm…”

《I told you, didn’t I? I’m always watching over you. Well, that is all I can do, but if you’re nearby a statue of me, like this one over here, we can talk telepathically like this.》

“Telepathically?”

《Yep. Telepathically. Talking with our heads, like I’m doing to you now. This goes both ways, you know? As long as you are nearby my statue, that is.》

(…so if I talk to her in my head like this…)

《Yep, you are getting through.》

(Oh, wow, that’s great. Oh, yes, I want to thank you again. As well as the other gods.)

《What’s with the gratitude, all of a sudden?》

(I mean for giving me these wonderful abilities and blessings. Thanks to your support, I’ve made it this far without any trouble. Especially you, Xaneela.)

《Oh, you mean that. I was hoping that I could make things even easier for you outside of procreation, so I made the other gods help me. Still, I’m glad it’s working out for you.》

(Yeah, I think putting up an effort like this suits me better. Well, it’s still a bit overpowered for me, though.)

《Ahaha. I see I see. Good luck, anyways. After that, please listen to what she has to say.》

(She?)

《Un. My priestess.》

At that moment, a woman appeared from the door at the back of the temple.

“Welcome to the Temple of the Goddess of Fertility～.”

The woman who appeared was a dark-haired woman wearing what looked like a black monastic garment.

No, it looked slightly purple when it reflected the sun’s light.

The woman’s hair is beautifully straight and cut around her shoulders.

Her overall vibe is more like a nun than a priestess, though.

“Thank you.”

I bowed to the woman. However, upon seeing me, she gave me a surprised look.

“Is that… a man? His name… Alfred…?”

How come she knows my name?

“Uh, yes, I’m Alfred, but…”

“Oh, my apologies. My name is Alma, and I serve the Fertility Goddess Xaneela.”

Alma greeted as she put her hand on her chest and bowed slightly.

“Ah, yes. Then, Alma. How do you know my name?”

“It is because I received an oracle from the Goddess and have been waiting for your arrival.”

Oracle? Does that mean Xaneela arranged this for me?

《Well, that’s about it. You two take care of the rest. See you.》

Take care of what?

Suddenly finding myself alone with a woman, I don’t know what to do.

When I looked in Alma’s direction, our eyes met for a moment, but she quickly turned her head away.

It was too dim to see clearly, but I could still notice that her cheeks were a little red.

She looked away from me for a while. But then she put her hand on her chest, exhaled deeply, and turned her head toward me as if she had made up her mind.

“Um, this way.”

Then, she urged towards the direction of the door she came out of with her gaze.

“Oh, um, what about your job?”

Looking around, there is no one in the temple but us. But won’t anyone be coming to worship or something?

“Well, it’s almost dusk… No one will come around this time.”

“I see.”

Alma took me through the back door.

Beyond that was a narrow corridor.

There seemed to be lighting fixtures, so although the outside light couldn’t enter, the surroundings remained bright. It was even brighter than the chapel.

Looking at it again, Alma’s hair is actually purple.

And when I moved closer to her, I found that she was surprisingly tall.

I guessed she was about 170 centimeters (around 5’7) tall. It might be short compared to the western countries back in my old world, though.

We walked down the hallway and passed through several rooms.

When I reached the innermost room, Alma opened the door for me.

“Come in.”

Prompted by Alma, I went into the room first.

Come to think of it, I have never been in a woman’s room before.

The one in Xaneela was like a love hotel.

No, I’ve never been to a love hotel either.

“Uhm… I’ll get you some tea.”

“Oh, no, you don’t have to.”

I resisted the offer, but Alma still went out of the room as if ignoring my words.

Since Alma is no longer there, I looked around the room for the time being.

There is a single-size bed, a chest of drawers, and some cabinets.

There is also a bookshelf, which is… filled with books.

Also, there is a desk and chair that look like they are used for work, and documents and books are neatly arranged on the desk.

Overall, the room is well organized.

In the corner of the desk was even a small vase with beautiful flowers.

There is also a window in this room, and at its bay were what looked like houseplants, which must be of decorative purposes.

Either way, I felt that these flowers and plants were very typical for a woman her age.

It was then that I noticed it was already dark outside the window.

The sun had set.

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