Raising Paladins

Episode 35. I’m getting to know (1)

It was my first time.

Talking to the man first, offering to buy him a drink first.

Meisa, who has always been the object of envy.

She has never once heard a man say that she is sorry.

No, on the contrary, all sorts of rhetoric came in to please her.

Because the men put in all their efforts to win her heart somehow.

It is the same for both nobles and commoners.

however… … .

“Why me?”

“yes?”

“Why am I drinking with you?”

“ah… … .”

what is this man

Everyone has been nice to him, so why is this guy so cold?

To be honest, it was my first time doing it, so I thought a little bit that I might fail.

But all the men who had approached Meisa so far knew what she wanted before she even said a word.

Of course, I never thought of taking advantage of men or extracting anything from them.

If you had more than them, you had more, because Meisa was no less.

However, the life of a born beauty is tiring.

If you react to men’s actions for no reason, bad rumors spread quickly.

It is also true that I have lived a fairly passive life thanks to this.

That’s why the offer to ‘buy me a drink’ to Carl was the first offer made to a man in Meisa’s life.

However, what came back was a ruthless refusal.

“I have to eat oysters, so that’s it.”

Carl slightly nodded, showing minimal courtesy.

He went back to his table without regret.

‘what’s this… … ?’

The shock that he was pushed by ‘fresh raw oysters’!

But there were people who were more embarrassed than Meisa.

It was Guzman and the noble men who had brought her here.

‘no… … How can Meisa ask for a drink… … !’

I can’t believe it at all.

Meisa talking to a man first? You want to drink too?

A treat that gauze man has never received!

But the shock didn’t end there.

No, that’s where it started.

Meisa is the most beautiful woman in Tournoble, the only daughter of the greatest family, and a rare woman with excellent swordsmanship skills.

Carl dismissed such a wonderful Meisa drinking offer at once.

What if only Guzman had heard Meisa go out for a drink?

Then Guzman would have sold all of his family’s possessions without his parents’ knowledge to reserve the best restaurant.

But what kind of attitude does that beggar-like priest have?

‘Ditch Meisa and choose oysters? Are you crazy?!’

It’s so surprising and embarrassing, to the point of awe!

That man I saw for the first time today was a fresh shock to both Meisa and Guzman and the men.

Whether he knew the feelings of such people or not, Carl was still enjoying his oysters and dark beer.

“Brand, eating two oysters at a time is a bit harsh.”

“Ha ha ha! It’s because I’ve been eating it for too long. However, the priest seems to have a bit of an awkward corner… … .”

“It can’t be. In fact, I am the Great Dawn… … .”

“Ahh! It’s not good to talk too much at a drinking party! Hurry up and have another drink! all the way! All the way!”

“Anyway, just one… … .”

“All the way! All the way!”

A very enjoyable (?) drinking table at the top of the visible knife and fruit.

Meisa was like a chimney wanting to get in my way and have fun together.

With people like that, oysters would be even more delicious.

However, it has already been bitterly rejected.

Pride did not allow me to propose twice.

but.

‘… … I can’t give up like this.’

Despite the opposition of her family and many people around her, Meisa completed her swordsmanship training.

Not just wielding a stick, but excellent skills to the extent of aiming to pass the top rank in the priestly exam.

If Carl hadn’t appeared, the probability that the head of the test would have been Meisa is very high!

While other noble families learned embroidery, Meisa learned the difference between a longsword and a broadsword.

Where did you just learn the theory?

Meisa trained in all kinds of one-handed weapons, as well as long spears, polearms, throwing weapons, bows, and crossbows.

To subdue the undead as soon as they appear.

It’s literally a living weapon!

It was all thanks to the book of the man she admired most that Meisa had polished herself so severely.

‘Because he said that a paladin should live a thoroughly controlled life!’

Carlos in the book said.

A priest and a paladin, a combat priest who has to perform both jobs at the same time should never be lazy.

He said that he not only had to stay away from alcohol and gambling, but also practiced every day and thoroughly managed his diet.

Meisa lived up to it.

In the midst of continuing such a controlled life, her mental powers also became extremely sharp.

Unmatched, especially when it comes to patience.

The word ‘give up’ did not suit Meisa, who had lived such a life.

‘He always said there is another way.’

Carlos in the book said again.

There are always two doors in the world, and when one door closes, the other door is bound to open.

Embarrassingly, the drink offer was rejected, but there must be a way to solve your curiosity about that man.

Especially that incredible swordsmanship!

Jump!

“What? Meisa?!”

Guzman looked at Meisa, who got up from her seat, with a startled face.

“Meh, Meisa! Calm down for a moment! That bastard is an idiot who doesn’t know what it is! So, I dare to accept Meisa’s proposal… … .”

“be quiet.”

“… … ok?”

When Guzman, puzzled, stared blankly at Meisa, she continued.

“Please shut up. A man needs to speak less and act quickly to be cool.”

“… … .”

“And stop bragging about your money. So does everyone else. I don’t think about sharpening and polishing my merits, and it’s always money or dad! I am really sick of it.”

“Ouch… … .”

Meisa’s attacks came one after another without giving her a chance to breathe.

Guzman’s face was as pale as when he was attacked by the knife earlier.

Meisa coolly brushed off the words inside.

She turned her back away from the gauze mandrel with a relieved face.

“I’m saying this just in case, but if you go around talking about what I just said, your older brothers won’t be safe, so know that. If you don’t want the rumors going around the whole town that you’ve been drinking properly from a priest you’ve never seen before.”

“… … that, it will But where are you going?”

“The noon temple.”

“Temple? Why are you there all of a sudden?”

Guzman, who was staring blankly at Meisa’s back, who was getting farther and farther away, asked back.

Then, an unknown answer came back from Meisa.

“I have to open the door on the other side.”

***

“Whoa… … .”

The second floor of the Raspberry and Dwarf Inn.

A sweet sigh escaped Carl’s mouth as he leaned back on the bed.

‘It was a great meal in a long time.’

In her previous life, she lived surrounded by court chefs and ate only the finest food.

But after being reincarnated with the power of the sun god?

I only ate cabbage soup and hard bread at the ruined Temple of Dawn.

Especially that cabbage soup!

This is the skill of priest Eric, who has absolutely no talent for cooking.

Rather than a soup, it’s just boiled cabbage and some leftover vegetables in plain water.

It was just a taste of eating to sustain life, nothing more and nothing less.

But today I ate really good food.

Bill’s raspberry pie, Terrence’s roast pork, and unexpectedly fresh and delicious raw oysters.

I did spend some money on oysters, but it was worth it as I had a good time with the brand and other merchants.

‘If I get a chance, I should stop by sometime.’

This place, Raspberry and Dwarf Inn, is the first local restaurant Carl visited after his reincarnation.

I want to stop by often to enjoy food and dark beer.

A previous life that was busy saving the world.

In this life, it would be nice to travel all over the empire and take a break like this every once in a while.

Of course, due to Carl’s meticulous personality, there would be no such thing as letting go of what needs to be done and taking time to spare.

Carl was thinking about that when he heard something in his ears.

“quietly! We have to leave when everyone is asleep!”

A whispering voice came from outside the door.

Since this inn does not have a single room, Carl was also staying in a large room with Brand and his friends.

Thanks to this, the inn room is a mess with the loud snoring of the upper class men.

Carl, who was using his divine power to drive away drunkenness and clear his mind, could hear even the slightest sound outside the door clearly.

“Brother, is this right? Even if I go back to Meirium, I’m sure I’ll meet that terrifying priest again anyway?”

“You can’t be caught like this, can you? Besides, we have Hanson-hyung.”

“That’s it, but… … .”

Two voices heard.

One of them was a voice that was not unfamiliar to Carl.

It was Josephson, the guy who led the group and tried to ambush the knife.

‘That seed hasn’t come to his senses yet.’

To plan an escape after having been scolded by Carl twice already.

Of course, it was only the first one that hit me hard.

The second time, I never did anything else and believed the guy’s words that he would become a porter.

But are you trying to escape in the dark?

It seems that the other guys were dragged out by Josephson’s persuasion.

I listened to the sound of footsteps, about five people.

There were more than twenty people in the gang that Josephson had brought, so it was probably that only the useful ones among them were running away.

‘Are you going to run away after picking out only the elite?’

Swoop.

Carl slowly raised himself.

The energy of the dark beer he had drunk with excitement earlier had already disappeared.

It was after he used his divine power to blow everything out of his body.

creak.

Carl pushed the door open.

OK.

“Watch out for footsteps. It’s an old inn, so it creaks… … omg!”

Joseph’s hand lowered his waist and moved around.

His eyes met Carl’s.

“Where are you going so secretly? During this night?”

Josephson and his gang forgot to even breathe when the sword appeared.

Carl looked around, then pulled out a candlestick hanging in the hallway of the inn and held it in his hand.

It was an iron candlestick.

“omg!”

Seeing this, the faces of the Joseph sons became contemplative.

I could have guessed what Carl was going to do with that candlestick.

It’s not a wooden stick, but an iron candlestick… … .

“From now on, I will give you a choice. Depending on the choice you make, your life will be different in the future.”

It’s rusted in places, but the iron candlestick looks more terrifying than that!

said Carl, thrusting it forward.

“Whether to live as a gangster or as a candidate for priesthood, you guys decide.”

A gang that used to live as gangsters in Meirium.

It was the moment when a turning point in their lives came.

“If you have a hard time choosing, I might be able to help.”

Booung-!

A knife that handles an iron candlestick as if it had been together as a pet bottle for decades, even though it was just caught for the first time.

It was a group that doubted whether the ‘choice’ they had to make was voluntary (?).