Saint? No! I'm Just a Passing Beast Tamer! Volume 3 [Complete] by Inumajin

Author:Inumajin
Language: eng
Format: epub

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It had been one week since Sir Theodoric’s Temple Knights had lost sight of the Corpse Princess Elizavett.

“Our entire army has been searching for the witch, but there’s been no sign of her anywhere...” Theodoric’s voice was calm, but the quiet anger in his eyes had the Temple Knights standing at attention in front of him sweating with fear.

It was not known how far the girl could travel with that teleportation spell of hers, but it shouldn’t matter. The Holy Church had believers watching in all corners of the world. It was true that Saint Marianne had turned apostate, but the effect of that development was still localized. None of the churches would dare defy an order from the Temple Knights. It was as Theodoric originally suspected. She must have gone somewhere where she could avoid being seen by humans altogether, in the far reaches of civilization, beyond the influence of the Holy Church.

Unfortunately, there was no shortage of such places in the world. Theodoric had three thousand Temple Knights under his command. It was impossible for them to search every location she could conceivably be. They would have to take the exhaustive time to go over the entirety of the fringes of the world with a fine-tooth comb.

“Well, no matter,” Theorodic said. “You’re dismissed. Don’t contact me unless you learn something.”

“Y-Yes, Sir!” the Temple Knights said, and left.

Alone in his office, Theodoric slumped despondently down into his chair.

“And just when I thought we were finally to be wed...” he sighed.

Alas, Theodoric’s wish had gone unfulfilled. The wider they cast their net, the larger the holes. It would take a period of time measured in years to search every village without a nearby church one at a time.

“Take heart,” came a voice from above. “Your wish may yet be granted.”

A shiver ran down Theodoric’s spine. The voice he heard had been one of superb divinity. Above him, he could feel the presence of something whiter than the purest white.

“Y-You...” he said. “Could it be...?”

He looked up fearfully to see the Goddess, looking down at him with a smile of benevolent love. Ordinarily, the gods spoke to none other than their intermediary, the Saint. A direct visitation from the Goddess was nothing short of a miracle. Theodoric found himself utterly unable to move from the awe of it.

“Temple Knight Theodoric Grey,” the Goddess intoned. “You love the Corpse Princess Elizavett, do you not? Despite your station, you harbor feelings for an undead—a being who defiles life itself, rejecting the cycle of death and rebirth...”

“I-I...” Theodoric stammered. He knew perfectly well that his love was forbidden, but had he truly committed any sins so great as to force the Goddess—the creator of the entire world—to descend from the heavens to pronounce his guilt? Now that the gods had found out, he had no choice but to give up on Elizavett and go to slay her in earnest. He scowled bitterly, caught between his faith and his longing for the vampire of his dreams.

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