Faith Life of a Former Scammer

023. Sir, are you a scammer?

Everyone’s attention was focused on Philip’s howling.

“uh? Wait a minute. Wasn’t this only for apprentice priests?”

“Are you preparing to fight that!?”

“Mmm, crazy. Is that the same apprenticeship as us?”

“… … I’m glad my sparring is over.”

The morale of the Church of Hope priests plummeted just by seeing Philip. However, the instructors were relaxed.

“You have a pretty good body.”

“haha. Yes, it is a body that has only grown in size. Still, it seems to have grown quite well.”

The atmosphere as if Philip was nothing.

“Trass, it’s your turn.”

“I really didn’t know that I would come out.”

A child woke up at the instructor’s call. Unlike the other children, ‘Tras’ was full of composure.

“That muscular guy thinks the god he worships is the god of struggle. Let me come to my senses.”

“Can I do my best?”

“I allow it.”

“thank you. That sounds like a lot of fun.”

Seungri talked as if it were natural, and the guy came forward.

‘They’re trembling at very low prices.’

Lyon looked at her with disdain. Those guys don’t know what a monster Philip is.

‘Philip, who was originally a monster, grew extra because of the seed, but is that enough? Rest in peace, you fool.’

From Leon’s point of view, it was as if the match had already been decided.

And so the sparring began.

“Battle is not about size.”

“come!”

Philip ignored Thras’ words and opened his arms and provoked him to come in.

“haha. Not only is he big, he’s even stupid!”

As if taking advantage of Philip’s provocation, Thras quickly approached the inside.

“Good luck!”

A swordsmanship that cannot be followed with the naked eye.

Fuck!

A direct hit to Philip’s head.

A quick, accurate, and perfect sword art.

There was a reason he was confident of winning.

“It was a trivial match.”

He declared victory without looking back, but Philip did not fall.

“good night!”

A smile appeared on Phillip’s face.

‘I didn’t think Philip would win for nothing.’

The reason why Leon was sure of Philip’s victory was simple. You can never defeat Philip with a wooden sword.

“exciting!”

“What?!”

Philip stared at Trass with a flushed face.

“let’s fight! It is time for struggle!”

“What crazy is that?!”

Whether he panicked or not, Philip, whose struggle was burning, could not be stopped.

“Aww!”

Philip roared and ran to Trass. Compared to Trath, Phillip’s speed was slow, but the pressure of his body was great.

“… … If you knew I would panic, you would be mistaken!”

The Church of Hope was confident. Thras did not waver and responded calmly.

In terms of speed, Tras had the upper hand. As long as you adjust the spacing, Philip is just a punching bag.

Fuck!

The wooden sword struck Philip’s body.

Fuck!

The distance between the two did not narrow in the slightest.

Fuck!

But Philip continued to approach Trath as if he didn’t mind.

“I will tell you a secret to you who are fighting together.”

“gibberish!”

Philip opened his mouth as he approached Trass.

“Do you know when the God of Dawn is coming?”

Trass didn’t even respond.

Fuck!

He just kept his distance and silently swung his wooden sword.

Fuck!

puck!

Blood began to flow from Philip’s face.

“When darkness comes.”

Blood was splattered on the parade ground, and Philip’s body, which seemed fine, shook little by little.

Fuck!

“To bring back the darkness of the species.”

For a moment, Philip staggered greatly.

Tras seized the opportunity and summoned all remaining strength to wield it.

Pooh!

Philip’s body staggered.

And a small voice was heard.

“God is coming. As if giving hope.”

One of Philip’s knees was bent.

“Heo-eok, heo-eok, that’s all bullshit! It’s really over!”

Tras was sure of victory, but so was Philip.

“God of dawn! Light me!”

The bent knee kicked the ground.

“This was for God to give me momentum!”

“It’s over before that!”

The wooden sword and Philip’s fist swung at the same time.

Kwajik.

First, the wooden sword is shattered by Philip’s fist.

shredding.

Philip’s fist struck Trath’s head with the sound of something harpooning.

How strong is that power?

blank.

blank.

empty.

It bounced and flew to the Church of Hope.

“God of the Dawn!”

Philip let out a victory roar.

“Healer Priest! Come out right now!”

“No trass! hurry!”

The hopeful instructors screamed. It was the same for the two high priests who were watching the match.

“This, what nonsense!”

“I’m sure you’ll remember what I said earlier. We haven’t given up on anything.”

“Miller. You guys pretend to be lofty to the end!”

“I’m old too. cool the excitement then fall down Come to think of it, it seems that we are the final winners? Do you remember this too?”

“this person!”

Here, too, the win or loss seemed clear.

‘… … It’s not a joke after all, old man.’

Leone shook her head and looked at the fallen Trath. A seed glittered in his chest.

‘This is how the lack of technology is solved. New Hogu… … No, members are welcome!’

Technology Shuttle ‘Seed Member’ has been newly registered.

Church of Hope Rookie’s talent.

I have received it well!

* * *

After the shocking defeat, the Church of Hope asked to stop fighting.

“haha. Since I have taught the ‘sect’, this should be enough for sparring.”

The High Priestess agreed to stop with a big smile. Of course, the Church of Hope was not alone in this situation.

I tried to counterattack on my own.

“Wouldn’t this be good for you too?”

“Nothing good?”

“I think you have opened your eyes to gold now. But how long do you think that will last?”

“Huh. You really fell to the bottom.”

“floor? Where you are is the floor Someone helped me starve on the floor!”

Low threats and old stories.

This was really, really dirty.

‘It’s fortunate that we’re apart.’

I was afraid that someone would hear it.

“Thank you. Thanks to you, I survived. There is no denying that.”

The old man still remained calm, but Priest Wharton was in a state of excitement.

“why? Are you afraid that they will not subsidize you?”

Subsidies borne by sects to support the school. He started threatening me with this.

“You don’t have to give it.”

“… … What?”

“I thought I wouldn’t receive it from next month.”

Of course, the threats didn’t work.

The old man who just calmly said that he was okay was amazing.

‘Chic! Cool! Even if I was the other person, that would piss me off 100 percent.’

The old man’s counterattack did not end here.

“I will repay the subsidy I gave you so far. Thank you.”

Even the subsidy was said to be paid back, so naturally, only the High Priestess of Hope became trash.

“… … Not required.”

“Uh huh. It’s okay, take it.”

“It must be gold that is a burden only to you. We don’t need it!”

Even if I gave it now, I couldn’t get the gold out of pride.

‘Old man, was this really what he was aiming for?’

Rion was surprised and checked the old man’s face, but it didn’t seem like that.

‘That was pure goodwill? Truly our old man, you completely turned the inside of the other person upside down.’

furthermore.

“If you don’t want to receive it, there is nothing you can do about it. It would be a burden if I forced this too.”

It was ‘confirmed’ that it would not be given.

After a moment of silence, High Priest Wharton opened his mouth.

“Why are you doing this all of a sudden?”

“I just had some spare time. Rather, I think it’s too late.”

There was no lie in the old man’s words.

But he didn’t believe it.

Rather, it created a reason for not having it.

“… … Do you really intend to steal our holy relic?”

“Sounds useless. That’s what the former High Priestess gave you.”

Suddenly, the story of the Holy Relic popped up. A ‘holy relic’ that helped the Church of Hope expand its church.

It was a famous thing even before the regression.

‘Why is this story here? Even if we were to steal it, how would we… … .’

At that moment, a thought passed through Leon’s mind.

‘Isn’t the sacred object infused with divine power unlike the divine object? … … Did you bring it?!’

Unlike divine objects, sacred objects are human-made objects. Therefore, it had to be recharged with divine power periodically.

Charging is not something people do.

Recharge the holy relic with divine water.

‘Because the Church of Hope has no sickness. Of course bring it! You fool!’

The most important ‘material’ of the story was right around the corner.

Leone immediately moved and approached the old man who was talking.

“High Priestess.”

“Rion?”

The high priest knew best that Leon was not a child to be carelessly intervened.

Even so, intervening meant ‘necessary work’.

“I have a story I must tell you now.”

At Leon’s words, the high priest didn’t ask any questions. He just stuck out his ear as if to speak.

Leon whispered in a low voice.

“You must see the holy relic.”

God never specifically asks for it. Even this was enough.

As expected, the high priest immediately nodded.

“What kind of tricks are you doing?”

Priest Wharton, who was watching the scene, intervened.

“It’s a handful… … It could be.”

“What?”

“I want to see the holy relic, can you show me?”

“Miller. You show your true colors.”

The old man shook his head.

“I do it because I think I can show you what I got.”

“… … What?”

“Wharton, my old friend. Help me to show you.”

An honest and sincere request.

‘It worked! Even if he had acted as a swindler, he would have done great.’

It had the magical power to make people want to believe even if they were deceived.

“… … It has to be moved anyway, so there won’t be a problem with adding more people.”

Permission was a matter of course.

* * *

Leon’s head was spinning faster than ever.

I don’t know if it was intentional, but the old man had laid the plate perfectly.

‘I just need to finish, just finish.’

I don’t know how the holy relic will work, but if I finish it well, it’s over in one shot.

While Leon was organizing his thoughts, he arrived at the luxurious carriage he had seen before.

“Are you going to take that child too?”

“This child is important.”

“… … What are you talking about?”

He shook his head, but he didn’t say no.

The inside of the wagon was wider than expected.

“I don’t understand what the hell you’re trying to do.”

He opened a chest on the center table and took out a small figurine.

A statue of a priest praying.

This was a holy thing.

‘Do you think this will be real?’

Leon was able to gain confidence after seeing the holy relic. He stared at the statue and waited for the right moment to move.

“I took it out, but why… … ?!”

When he couldn’t stand the silence and tried to grumble.

Leon put his hand on the holy relic.

‘Turn on the halo! It moves by exposing the whole tree!’

Turn on the halo, the soul tattoo.

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Moved a huge tree at once.

“This, what the hell!”

“Wharton, you will see it too. A huge piece of him.”

“What is that… … !”

If you don’t believe it, you have to show something even more unbelievable.

‘Put in the biggest branch!’

where? to the sanctuary!

‘With plenty of faith!’

Tremendous divine power erupted from Leon’s body and poured into the statue.

And an unbelievable sight began to unfold. As the holy relic and Leon resonated, the divine power was amplified.

Overwhelming and wonderful divine power.

The mystery of a child with a halo.

A sacred and miraculous appearance.

It was like a scene out of the bible.

However, Rion, who actually created the miracle, was in a state of panic.

‘Hey, why is this? How are you doing? Why does the divine power increase here?! Hey, wait!’

Everything went as planned, but the amplification of divine power was not intended.

Something, something was going on.