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Lunch and attack.
Hello, this is Rosarin. No, you were already impatient, Kurarin! I didn't expect her to say that she dislikes someone. I thought for sure that I had warned her, but it was probably good on my part to say,"If you touch my child, I'll hurt you back!”

And so, we were invited for lunch, but… I could feel the magic power in the soup. Brainwashing magic potion?

I held Dirk's hand to tell him not to eat the soup.... how can I say it… I can communicate easily just by touching him since we did it. I can also shut it off, but if I'm not careful, my emotions get easily spilled out. I mean, I didn't expect them to do it right from the start. How gutsy.

Kurarin was sniffing around. Oh, the face of that Pope with glasses was cramped. I understand how you feel, but you shouldn't make such a blatant expression of disgust.

Kurarin, perhaps by instinct, began to eat something other than the soup. I wonder if she sniffed it out?



The four Popes somewhat resembled their respective Gods. The Warrior Pope was completely muscle-headed and white. Techniques and Magic were gray. Knowledge was black. The reason why I'm so definite is that Saintya has kidnapped the Beneficiary from Kurarin as well. I've heard that the main culprit was the Knowledge Pope. All that remains is to find out the extent of the involvement of the grays.

“The Hero seems to be very strong! I would be delighted to have contents!”

The brawny Pope was glared at by the Technique Pope. The Technique Pope looked like Shiva on the outside, but he seemed to be a decent person on the inside.

“Fufu, I would like to say that I don’t mind, but I’m not very good at martial arts. Ah, how about having a match with my husband? My husband is very physically strong, and even if I used magic, I wouldn't be able to beat him. My husband is a former knight and is very strong.”

“Goodness! I would love to have a match with you!”

Dirk grasped my hand and asked me what I want him to do.

“I would love to see my Husband’s gallant figure after such a long time.”

Dirk smiled and agreed. He looked a little pleased. Hah! My real intentions leaked out! I'm embarrassed... the Warrior Pope spoke with a wide smile on his face.
“Then, right now!”

“Wait! Wait until you’ve heard what Hero has to say!”

The Technique Pope hurriedly tried to stop the Warrior Pope. I wonder if they are good friends? He kicked him in the face.

“... Wouldn’t the talk be smoother if the Warrior Pope-sama was satisfied?”

“”””............””””

That silence seemed to be an affirmation. Everyone looked somber, as if they were having some difficulty.


Inside the Temple of War, there was an arena where they would compete.

“Please do your best, Dear.”

“Yep.”

I hugged him tightly and asked him not to kill… defeat him in the blink of an eye because this would probably be where I get set up. Dirk returned, "Be careful," and went to have a mock battle.

I was entranced by Dirk's heroic performance, which I hadn't seen in a while, when I was attacked from behind. Mm! Just as I calculated! Now, what shall I do?

Next chapter: Akuyaku Reijou ni Nanka Narimasen - Chapter 350

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