Overpowered Sword Chapter 130

Level up with swords (130)

Saintess.

This refers to a person born on this earth with the staff of the goddess.

There were only a few people who actually realized the weight of that title. Most of them ‘pretend’ to respect the saint because they want to establish the authority of the Holy Church or because they are wary of their power and influence.

Even though everyone bowed politely in front of the church, they were the ones who turned around and started talking about what the girl knew.

But few people knew.

The saint is the most dangerous and powerful person in the church, and the one who can embody the power of God more perfectly than anyone else.

His silver-haired, golden-eyed appearance was the proof of that.

Hair turned white by holy power and eyes colored gold. Both of these characteristics were tantamount to congenital stigmata.

Among them, Golden Eye was able to see something special.

‘Ah, warrior… .’

Ellahan looked at him with a lost expression.

It wasn’t that I was in love with Leon’s appearance or anything.

Priests are basically not deceived by appearances, and there is no one more thorough in that regard than Ellahan.

Because I was raised in a temple from childhood? no.

Because she was strictly educated as a saint? Never, no.

Ellahan had ‘eyes’ from birth. The ability to see through the inside, not the outside, with the naked eye, into the heart that would otherwise be hidden behind skin and flesh.

‘Little sun.’

The hero she saw, Leon, was the sun.

Although its brilliance is still weak, it is a burning light that does not know how to go out. A person who doesn’t care about the flames that burn themselves, and who can rise again even if they sink into the depths of darkness.

Unyielding and indomitable.

A spark of determination so beautiful that it dazzles your eyes.

‘This is the warrior I must serve!’

Ellahan’s hazy eyes soon came back into focus, and only then did Leon’s surprised features come into view.

Dark brown hair and brown eyes.

It had an ordinary yet respectable appearance in its own way.

If you had to find one flaw, would it be the stiff expression on your face? Even though she was not yet 20 years old and had been through some hardships, she had almost no youthful appearance from her eyebrows to her lips.

But for Ellahan, it was a different feeling.

‘cool.’

The awkwardly stiff face showed an attitude of facing life seriously, and other than the jet-black armor, the scantily clad clothes seemed to indicate that he was practicing frugal spending. In reality, I just insisted on wearing comfortable clothes because it was a hassle to choose clothes.

They say there is no medicine if you have a pod in your eye, and that’s exactly what Ellahan is like now.

Ellahan said without hesitation, taking a few steps closer.

“Nice to meet you, warrior. This is the goddess’s eighth staff, the 8th saint, Ellahan. “Please forgive me for being rude.”

Leon was taken aback by that low posture for a moment, then held out his hand.

“It’s my first time meeting you, I’m Leon, the hero of this generation.”

Ellahan’s eyes immediately lit up when he saw the outstretched hand.

“Oh, are you shaking my hand?”

“yes?”

“thank you!”

Ellahan didn’t want to miss this opportunity, so he stretched out both hands and quickly grabbed his right hand. And before Leon could react, he started twitching his ten fingers.

Fiddle with it.

Press your palm firmly with your thumb, or trace the joints of your fingers with your index finger.

Leon’s face turned red at the blatant hand movements. The warmth and feel of his right hand and the face of Ella Han right in front of him confused him.

Who am I here, where am I?

It was Karen who saved Leon, who was at a loss.

“Now, wait! “What on earth are you doing, popping out so suddenly in the morning?”

Karen, who separated the two, shouted at Ellahan.

Then Ellahan looked back with an expressionless face.

“Who are you?”

“This is Karen, the warrior’s first companion.”

“Oh, you? “I’ve heard the story a few times.”

Ellahan took his eyes off Leon and finally looked at Karen.

A person who met a hero before her, and with whom they defeated evil and overcame adversity many times.

A faint twinge of jealousy flashed in my eyes.

Afterwards, Ellahan had to harden his face.

‘Strong. Still, I can hardly feel any presence. ‘Is he an assassin?’

Assassins are ultimately people who kill people, murderers driven by money and resentment. Unlike mercenaries or adventurers, people caught in the mud of the underworld are difficult to trust.

The golden eyes flashed once as if they were looking right through Karen.

And Ellahan could see.

―A tattered girl covered in blood.

―A lotus flower blooming in the middle of a swamp where a corpse is buried.

Just looking at it felt like my heart was being moved, and Ellahan’s round eyes became moist.

This is one of the drawbacks of the golden eye.

Because they look too deeply into the other person, the deeper the joys and sorrows of their life, the more the person they see is swept away by their emotions. If Ellahan had not grown up at the cult headquarters since childhood, his character might have been broken after encountering the darkness of humanity countless times.

Only Karen, who was looking into those eyes, panicked and panicked.

“No, I even cried for saying something so harsh.”

I couldn’t even finish my sentence.

Ellahan came to Karen’s eyes and hugged her.

With both arms wrapped around the sides and clasped behind the waist, it was not a formal but genuine hug. I could feel the strong, well-trained body behind the monastic robes.

In the arms of Karen, who was frozen by the sudden incident, Ellahan whispered softly in a gentle voice.

“It’s been a difficult time, right?”

“Uh, huh?”

“are you okay. Because you are doing great. Even in the shadows, sunlight shines, and even the long night comes to an end. “The goddess is always looking down on us.”

A sincere voice moves people’s hearts even without words. Because she can understand other people’s lives better than anyone else, Saint Ellahan’s words simply touched my heart.

Karen, who had a puzzled expression on her face, also closed her eyes for a moment at the words and warmth, then pushed Ellahan away with a gentle hand.

“Thank you for comforting me. This is the first time I’ve heard someone say something like that. “It was just a little bit, but I was touched.”

Karen was never weak.

He wasn’t the type to talk about his past in detail and hope for someone’s comfort or sympathy while drunk.

Reminiscing about things that have already passed only adds to the pain.

Still, Ellahan’s words clearly made the scars fade.

I felt like I knew a little bit about why she was called a saint.

“but.”

Two years ago, I could have pulled out a knife and shouted, “Do you pity me?” You might have shouted, “How can you, who was born as a saint, know me, who was born and lived in a gutter?”

Not now.

By chance meeting Leon and accompanying him on his journey, she found a way to live in the world of light.

“I don’t want anyone to compensate me for my life and suffering.”

Karen spoke in a voice that did not waver at all.

“If there is a reward, I want to grab it with my own hands.”

“Is that so?”

“huh.”

Karen looked at Ellahan who smiled at those words, then glanced behind her and whispered mischievously.

There was only one topic that could be the saint’s weakness.

“Actually, it looks like I’m holding it halfway.”

“-aha.”

After following Karen’s gaze, Ellahan smiled with a face that was several degrees cooler than before.

The saint who had been merciful just a moment ago was nowhere to be found.

The two people, naturally keeping the distance apart, held hands.

They smiled without any hesitation.

“I think I can become closer to my sister.”

“okay? What a coincidence. “I was thinking that too.”

At that moment, for some reason, Leon’s back felt a shiver.

‘what?’

When he looked to the side with an inexplicable chill, Irexana, with a wry smile on her face, patted his shoulder a few times.

Leon rolled his eyes and asked why,

“You will know better from now on.”

… All I heard was an answer I couldn’t understand.

Anyway, the two seemed to have become quite close. Because they were still chatting with their hands held together.

“But why do you call me sister?”

“Because I’m younger. “You must learn to respect your elders.”

“Ha, haha, I see. How old are you this year? “You don’t look over 30.”

“Ahaha, the coming-of-age ceremony was this year?”

“really? You’re more mature than I thought. “My sharp eyesight isn’t that bad.”

“… … .”

“… … .”

Leon swallowed his saliva as the conversation was somehow out of focus.

Are we really friends?

El Cid chuckled as if to spice up the thought.

[Well, there won’t be any boring days in the future due to lack of things to see.]

It is normal to feel reassured because a trustworthy colleague has joined, but Leon trembled with an unknown sense of anxiety.

Whether you know how he feels or not.

Karen and Ellahan’s joined hands have not yet separated.

* * *

From then on, it was all smooth sailing.

Through Irexana, Saint Ellahan’s joining was communicated directly to the church headquarters, and the party received details from her about wiping out the remnants of

It seemed safe to say that all the magic swords produced due to the contaminated mineral veins had been captured.

Thanks to the hoarding of

“But why do you need a disguise?”

Ellahan asked with his eyes wide open.

The three had now left the temple and were going to the guild located on the outskirts of Area 1.

Their purpose was twofold.

One was because of the news that Leon’s gold plate had already been issued, and the other was to register Ellahan, a new party member, as an adventurer.

“Yes, I think it’s still too early to reveal that I am a hero.”

Leon, who had become a regular at Ellahan’s earnest request, spoke.

“This incident further solidified that thought. If the evil church had known of my existence, it wouldn’t have ended with just one bishop. “They must have prepared a more elaborate and dangerous trap.”

“I’m sure that might be the case, but… .”

“I can see what they are plotting, but they don’t even know I exist. “I don’t want to give up that advantage.”

Karen nodded as if agreeing with his argument.

“It’s a reasonable decision. I know, the enemy does not know. “There is no better situation than that.”

“Indeed, it is some kind of guerrilla unit (Guerrilla)?”

“Do you understand?”

“Si Vis Pacem Para Bellum. Strategy and tactics were a subject that accounted for nearly 30% of the curriculum for saints. “The saint is also the vice-captain of the Holy Iron Chain Knights.”

Ellahan said ‘ahem’ with pride.

She was not equipped with a full plate or a Seongcheolsae, so she only looked like a girl of that age. Who could see this neat young lady as a saint who is synonymous with a human weapon?

Leon himself would not have been able to know if he had not guessed her martial skills through 〈Anbeop〉 and 〈Gongbeop〉.

‘If you fight ten times, you lose ten times.’

Although it is somewhat inferior to Irexana’s profound presence, the saint is far more overwhelming in terms of the scale of her output.

Same with Karen and Ellahan.

Leon was a little disappointed in his accomplishments.

[What is it, there’s a guy here who can’t even become a master?]

Instead of comforting him, El Cid was busy teasing him.

‘Is that what a guy called a teacher would say to his student?’

[what? I can’t hear you because I haven’t even filmed the master?]

‘Kaaaaaaak!’

Swallowing the cries that he couldn’t bring himself to let out, Leon let out several deep sighs as if to drown out the person.

It was clear that if you reacted violently, they would get more excited and tease you.

And while he was focused on his inner battle, Karen pointed out a problem they hadn’t even thought about.

“uh? Now that I think about it, can a priest join a guild?”

“… what.”

Leon was also taken aback by those words and looked at Ellahan.

It doesn’t matter if it’s just a matter of using the sacred law, but strict discipline is also applied to clergy belonging to the religious headquarters.

Fortunately, Ellahan nodded right away.

“yes I’m okay.”

“Aren’t priests supposed to belong to a specific faction?”

“The guild is an organization that has no concept of borders. You can even refuse a nomination request. “I can at least bear the penalty for rejecting a request, so there’s no problem.”

After all, I wasn’t registering to succeed as an adventurer, so it was just as Ellahan had said.

“Perhaps there is a cardinal who is registered as an adventurer?”

“The Cardinal?!”

“Yes, I’ve heard of it.”

Ellahan giggled and shook his shoulders, wondering if the nickname had become “Drifting.”

Leon and Karen were dazed by a story they had never heard before, but soon came to their senses when the guild building in Area 1 appeared. The group had now grown to three people.

The beginning of a full-fledged journey.

While contemplating where to go next, Leon forcefully opened the door to the Area 1 guild.