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Chapter 165 - A Certain Missionaries Impatience (Side: Ringus)

“I failed, I failed …… Completely and utterly failed ……”

At the elder Roube’s house, which is being used as a meeting place in place of the church until it is completed, Ringus was muttering to himself to the window.

“…… I-, it’s my fault. If I hadn’t interfered so much, the duel would have been foregone. Then I would have had the opportunity to join forces with Icarus and crush Abel from both sides! Even though the High Priestess stopped me from doing so, I was, I was ……! But because that guy was so dizzy……!”

He says grudgingly, claws at the window, and stares at the structure beyond the glass.

It is the Levi church under construction.

Until recently, the young men and women of the faith had been helping to build it, but in the last few days, they’ve been completely gone.

Now it is left to sit abandoned with its bare interior exposed.

Even though it has been raining more and more recently, no one has even tried to cover it with a sheet to protect it from the rain.

The reason, needless to say, is that I have lent my name to make up for the lack of trust in Icarus.

The result was a grand failure, and along with Icarus, Ringus’ credibility was erased.

On top of that, there was a sudden increase in work in the territory.

From growing the Ortem gourd, to managing its safety, to reporting on the location of its planting and the number of gourds grown, even a single Ortem gourd has so much work to do.

On top of this, there is the work of making armor from the large number of heads of Nalgarn, and the manufacture of mysterious cards called playing cards, and the territory has completely lost a lot of people with free time.

Until now, it was mainly people who had come to talk to Ringus’ in search of new salvation because they were in a tight spot.

But with the prospect of stabilizing life in the territory, those fears have been completely dissolved.

“High Priestess…… I was entrusted with this great role but, I’m sorry…… I’m sorry…… I was inadequate to do such and such …… Oh, Dear High Priestess, how in the world should I face you……”

Ringus turned over with tears of frustration.

As he did so, the face of the white-haired sorcerer, Abel, flashed in his mind.

If it wasn’t for that, Nalgarn wouldn’t have been broken through, the rain wouldn’t have been poured down, and the magic grass wouldn’t have been uprooted and the territory wouldn’t have been filled with such an incomprehensible gourd.

Ringus’ expression twisted in hatred.

Now, there were only five people in Elder Roube’s house, including Ringus.

And beside him, the other four are all old men, led by Roube.

They didn’t come here for the sake of their faith, but rather because they were free and wanted to meet up with other elderly people.

It was almost a public stance to say that they had come for the sake of their faith.

The old man’s attitude towards his faith was waning with each passing day, and up until today, they has not even tried to hide it.

“Mu, mumu, I’ve seen through it! This is the clown!”

The elder Roube said in a feverish voice that did not match his age.

When Ringus glanced at the situation, he saw that the four old men seemed to be enjoying playing this card game.

“Ha! Strong! Roube-san is strong!”

“This is the fifth time in a row that Roube-san has seen through it, isn’t it!”

“Ho ho! I haven’t lived long enough for nothing! Ando is easy to see through, after all.”

“I see, you can see it as long as you carefully, huh!”

“Just because you can copy me doesn’t mean you can do the same thing, does it?”

“Next time Roube-san pulls, let’s have him keep his eyes closed.”

“Ah! Tha-, that’s against the rules! It’s against the rules! Right!?”

He completely felt like he was visiting the elder’s house to play.

Ringus had no idea why he was there, either.

Ringus watched the four old men play cards while shaking with anger.

He was inwardly thinking of beating them, and it probably showed in his expression.

The old man, Ando, who noticed Ringus’ gaze, looked back at him.

“Well, Missionary-san. A game, how about it?”

Ringus gulps and smiles.

“…… No, I’ll refrain myself.”

“Ho-ho, Ringus-san, do you really hate losing to us so much?”

Ringus heard Roube say that and thought, ‘What the hell is this guy talking about?’, but he still managed to hold back.

He was quite frustrated with the consecutive losses since Abel arrived, ”Do you really hate losing to the us so much?” was still uncommonly angry, even though he understood that the words said were a joking.

Still, Ringus endured.

Even with four people like this, they were the last believers.

There must be something, some way to get a foothold here……

“Ah, no closing the eyes, okay! Closing the other’s eyes is, you know, bad. It’s not interesting. You know…… I think it was forbidden in the rules.”

“Shut up already, you old son of a bitch!”

As expected, Ringus were at their limit.

The room fell silent at once.

Ringus was breathing hard in the center of it all, his shoulders rising and falling.

The playing cards that Abel had suggested in the hope of easing the anxiety of his residents, but without Abel’s knowledge at all, he had struck an unexpectedly large amount of damage to the enemy, Ringus.

As they huddled around each other, trembling and looked down playing cards, Ringus thought about it.

(As soon as possible, I have to kill Abel…… As long as that one is around, there’s no point in doing anything else. I can’t do it myself, I have to ask the High Priestess to show herself. They said that the High Priestess once set up a raid and failed, but if she fight with all her might, there will be no limit to that. However, it’s not good to be seen fighting…… I must somehow get Abel to leave the village on his own).