The Munchkin Disciple Wants To Stop Being Obsessed Over

55 – Lily’s Trivia (1)

The temple in Aden Academy is a building managed by the Holy Kingdom of Elderas, not the Empire, and performs various roles in the academy.

The original purpose of worship, religious ceremonies, propagation of doctrine, etc.

And the role of a treatment institution and an educational institution worthy of the continent’s best academy.

Is that why? Even though there was still a long way to go, the exterior of the temple that was slowly coming into view was very colorful and grand.

I stopped walking and thought for a moment as I touched the note I had received from Lily.

‘I hope Lily will be okay.’

Just now, I can see Lily struggling after using her divine power.

She tried her best not to show it to others, but it was clearly visible to me.

Not only have I seen that a lot in games, but I even saw it in person four years ago.

Saint Lily can wield special divine powers.

And I am sure. No matter how much of a fantasy world it is, there’s no way anywhere that can match Lily’s divine power.

Because, that divine power was not actually an ability given by the Heavenly God, but an artificially created ability, and it was even the culprit that was eating away at her body and destroying it.

Is that all? Lily even has the penalty of being exposed to the evil within that other person if she uses her divine power on someone else.

However, the being through which Lily exercised her divine power was a toy carefully created by her greed.

I can’t even imagine how much pain the evil that must have been inside her must have been to Lily.

That’s why I was worried about Lily.

‘It was a huge target.’

The status of a saint,

The specialness of divine power,

In addition, she has a slender and beautiful appearance that stimulates men’s desire.

Lily can definitely say that she was the person who was exposed to the most danger in [Harem Academy], And what happened four years ago was part of that.

‘These devs are real.’

When she thinks about Lily’s unfortunate fate and the end of Lily not being able to become her heroine, her curses begin to come out of her.

It was worth it. She was exposed to evil countless times, and Lily, who was completely broken, eventually degenerated into the ‘Queen of Chaos’ who wielded a power stronger than even the Seven Deadly Sins.

‘I have to stop it.’

Of course, I have no intention of letting Lily be corrupted, and I also know a way to rid her of Lily’s pain at the source.

It is a drawback that you have to wait until a specific day.

If that day comes, I will not hesitate to follow Lily.

“Anyway, how on earth did Lily notice?”

I see the note Lily gave me in my field of vision.

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-Caramel would have noticed, and even if we said we were going to step forward, he would have stepped forward first.

Well, we’ll take care of the cleanup, so do whatever you want.

P.S

Please don’t let me break Mr. Caramel’s head with my mace.

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I don’t know if I got it right.

Clearly, Lily sensed the demonic energy that even I, with my clairvoyant eyes, could not sense, and tried to take action.

Is that all? After realizing that I had found out about it thanks to the role of the organization and myself, who were well aware of my personality, he even said that he would take care of it rather than stop me.

‘It seems like I just keep getting help.’

Suddenly I have that thought.

I think that the help I helped Lily 4 years ago was probably a very small amount of help compared to the help I am receiving from her these days.

‘First of all, today…’

The ultimate reason I wanted to meet Lily was to express my gratitude and personally inform her of the location of the toy I disposed of.

It was dangerous to pass this on to someone else.

Because, in that temple, there are many people who follow someone from the Holy Kingdom more than the saint and are acting as that someone’s ears and eyes.

Someone even became corrupted a long time ago and was acquainted with the Seven Deadly Sins.

As I had business and something to ask, I had no choice.

She had no choice but to sneak into the room she was staying in.

‘I used to like that situation.’

I don’t know if Lily is like that now.

Lily in the game had a setting that liked situational dramas.

‘Let’s go first.’

I soon reached the temple and began to walk secretly, hiding my presence.

****

Lily’s nest was so deep inside the temple that those who visited for her treatment could not even guess that such a place existed.

To some extent, I secretly climbed up the wall to the 4th floor and then walked for what felt like over 20 minutes.

Is that all? There were so many paladins still patrolling this late night that I had to hide myself several times.

Some people may think that it is natural that Lily’s room is located in a deep place, as it is the home of a saint with a special status.

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In fact, that was not the case.

‘It was to monitor my every move and receive reports.’

When I think of the face of the man who ordered this and the evil deeds he committed, my expression crumples.

‘I want to kill him quickly.’

When I think about it this way, I feel like a serial killer.

When I remembered again that he really deserved to die, my feelings of death for him became even stronger.

“Is this place?”

As I thought about that, I soon arrived in front of a wooden door.

If I hadn’t remembered it, it was a shabby-looking door that I would have passed by without a doubt.

Well, if I didn’t have experience in the game, I wouldn’t have even thought about coming here.

Thinking like that, I carefully opened the door, quietly entered the room, and then closed the door again.

Then he carefully turned his head. I definitely wasn’t expecting it, but Lily was in a defenseless state…

“Uh…”

This was not the defenseless state I was talking about.

I had to run straight to her.

Lily lay defenseless on the floor, agonizing over her pain.

****

Zenon Philite, it was the Nesia priest who told me the story about him.

He said he happened to see it while walking down the street at night. Zeno, a terrible being dripping with black liquid, approaching him.

After hearing this, I immediately gave instructions to Duran, the next saint and the only trustworthy younger brother in the temple. Gather information about Professor Zenon.

But Duran, who was moving after listening to my instructions, spoke to me. Zenon, that person is an ordinary person with no problems other than being crazy about acting.

That was the reason why I, a saint and a second-year student, submitted an application to join the theater club while reporting to the Holy Office.

Well, it just so happened that Camel and she had applied, so I thought it would be fun.

As I left the temple, I felt an unfamiliar feeling for the first time in a long time.

Pink petals falling in the wind,

The feel of hair gently blowing in the wind,

The vitality of the cadets blown by the wind.

And the fact that I met new people as fellow cadets.

I can’t exactly define what I felt at that moment, but I was certain that it was the first time I had felt it since that day four years ago.

I felt that way when I stepped into a theater for the first time since coming to this academy.

There were some happy faces there.

Rose van Darmien.

4 Years ago, a person I am thankful for who gave me a place to stay and warmth, even if only for a moment.

She pretends to whine and argue every day when she is in front of Mr. Carmel, but when you get to know her, she is a very kind child at heart.

Sure enough. As soon as he saw me, he asked me if I was okay these days.

Why? The reason why I felt excited by those trivial worries.

The feeling reached its peak after Mr. Carmel opened the door to the theater and entered.

Is it because I was really happy to see you?

Or was it because it reminded me of that day four years ago?

Strangely enough, whenever I looked at that person’s face, I would let out a voice that had nothing to do with my will.

“Oh, Mr. Caramel.”

When I called him that, he opened his eyes round and tilted his head.

When I saw that scene, it brought back memories like any other time.

Ah, yes. It’s not a big deal, but I did it because I felt comfortable with a consistent appearance.

Daisy, although there was one little thing in which she humiliated me, she made me feel very comfortable with her time at her theater after that.

To the extent that I secretly thought something I should never have done.

If I had lived as an ordinary girl instead of a saint, wouldn’t I have been able to live comfortably like them? Such thoughts.

The person who broke that brief sweet fantasy was Professor Zenon Phillight.

As a saint, I could feel it right away. The author clearly harbors demonic energy.

More than anything, the evil energy contained in that magic energy was so terrible that it was terrible.

Just watching her from afar makes my head pound and my stomach hurt.

I immediately wanted to put the flower petal-filled tobacco that Mr. Erado Camel had told me about in her mouth.

Obviously, if it were normal, I would have jumped up from my seat right away, grabbed a candle and lit it in the corner of the temple.

I couldn’t do that. No, I didn’t.

Strangely enough.

At that moment, I felt strongly that I wanted to stay in that place.

More than anything, I wanted to fulfill my duty as a saint.

Otherwise, there was no way to know who would do something to the author.

Also, she did not want Camel to use that power in case her vessel began to collapse.

That was why I called Professor Zenon on stage.

To purify Zeno, the author, by using this damned power, the divine power that I hate more than anything else.

I have maximized my cursed abilities. I put a piece of tobacco in my mouth. To reduce the pain that will come to me even a little, and to not fail.

But.

In the end, I could not purify him. He even brought up some of the demonic energy he had been hiding from me as a show of pride, and from that moment on, I suffered from an evil that I could not dare to encounter.

Just before reaching the limit, I left a note for Camel and headed straight to the temple.

I took a piece of tobacco and lit it, continuously inhaling the poisonous smoke into my lungs.

If it had been quite a bit of evil, it would have been appeased.

When I arrived at the room, I had to suffer from a variety of evil emotions that came like a wave, along with pain that felt like my entire body was being torn apart, like a moment of pilgrimage.

I was angry. I wanted to tie the Holy Kingdom and the Archbishop, who had made me like this, to the cross and set them on fire.

I became greedy. I wanted to harm those who had a daily life that I did not have, and make that daily life my own.

My lust soared. Camel wanted to lay him down, rub my crotch against his mouth, and fill her mouth with his dick.

I was jealous. Daisy, I wanted to cut off that bitch’s big tits and take them down.

I became lazy. I wanted to burn this world down so I could let go of everything.

I became stingy and arrogant and wanted to put everything in the world under me.

The more I fought against those emotions, the more empty and deeper I fell into the abyss.

I said so.

It was definitely like that.

The world suddenly became brighter. The seven emotions that had been rushing through me disappeared, and only warm sensations began to dominate my five senses.

All evil has gone away,

All pain is gone,

I felt all my nerves being focused on my right hand.

I opened my eyes.

It looks like he definitely fell to the floor.

The place where I lay was the bed, and what covered me was a blanket.

My head turns.

The most visible thing was two white, veiny hands carefully wrapping around my right hand.

The next thing I saw was a man with black hair sleeping with his head at the end of the bed.

My lips when I saw that.

“Oh, Mr. Caramel.”

It opened reflexively, as if it had its own will.