Me, a priest? How could that be!

Chapter 55 I Have a Friend

I'm reminded of an old joke—

Foreigner: Don't you have any religious beliefs?

Lao Zhong: No.

Foreigner: So where did you get your education, and what advised you when you made mistakes?

Old Chinese: I have parents.

Although this joke was told when Charlotte was very young, it also illustrates the cultural differences between different places, and this is especially evident in the other world.

It's hard to know what to say about having someone who is well-versed in the teachings of "Confucius did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits" advising and guiding believers.

In every sense of the word.

However, since she had taken on this job, she had to do it well. So Charlotte took the teachings of the Church of Erised and went to the confessional.

Confession rooms also have opening hours.

On the surface, it is said that only on fixed days can one's confessions and pleas reach the goddess's ears. In reality, those who perform confessions also need rest time, after all, they cannot absorb negative emotions every day.

Anyone would become depressed if that happened.

The day after the old man left was the day the confessional was open. I always felt that he didn't want to hear the believers' complaints anymore, so he left a day early.

The confessional is located in the right corner of the statue of the goddess. It looks very small, with an area of ​​only about two square meters. The two small rooms each occupy one square meter. You can't even stretch your arms when you sit inside. It's a good thing that the door is openwork, otherwise it would be extremely difficult to even breathe.

The two small houses were blocked by a slightly thick curtain, so that not even light could penetrate them and it was impossible to see the other side clearly.

Of course, it can also be pulled apart.

After pulling it open, I found that the middle part was also a hollow wooden board used as a barrier, and I could only vaguely see the other side.

Charlotte pulled the curtain up.

Some believers cannot confide in others, and many believers cannot confide in others when they cannot see them. They need to be flexible and adapt in this regard.

I sat here for a long time.

Just as Charlotte was starting to feel a pain in his buttocks, he finally received his first confession.

Their faces are not visible.

But the swaying 36D made him dizzy.

"Um, that..."

The girl, with a soft voice like a shy deer, spoke with some difficulty, "Excuse me, priest. I am not a follower of Eris, can I still seek help here...? I... I heard from others that if you have doubts, you can come here to see a priest... Of course, if I have upset you, I can leave now."

The girl said this cautiously, as if afraid of causing trouble for others.

That's too humble.

Also, her voice sounded somewhat familiar.

While trying to recall who the other person was, Charlotte imitated the old man's tone and said, "It's alright, the goddess Eris is very willing to help those in need, so you don't need to worry."

"...What?"

"You misspoke. You don't need to worry about causing me any trouble. Alright, lost lamb, tell me your troubles. God will listen and forgive you."

I accidentally said the wrong thing.

Charlotte's face turned slightly red.

"Oh, I see. That puts my mind at ease." The girl patted her chest. "Actually, I have a friend..."

"Wait a minute, you don't need to hide it. There's no one else here. Is this friend you're talking about really yourself?"

"no……"

"Is that so? I'm sorry, please continue."

I thought the opening line "I have a friend" would be what I expected, but I was wrong.

"Actually, I have a friend who seems to be doing that kind of thing..."

"That kind of thing?"

"Well, it's that... this... how should I put it, it's that kind of relationship involving money..."

She spoke with great difficulty, her words stammering and hesitant.

It is indeed shameful to talk about such things.

"My friend's family was very poor when she was a child, and she often went hungry. But even so, she worked hard to be number one in school. I admire and envy her very much."

"Hmm, that sounds very inspiring."

"That's right! She's really inspiring and hardworking! But although she's a Grand Magister, she only knows one type of magic, which makes her a burden after casting it, so she's often disliked..."

"I see, I see..."

"I... I know that becoming a famous adventurer requires tremendous effort, and money is a necessity, but suddenly doing something like that is just unacceptable... Back in our student days, you said you wanted to have a showdown with me, and now you're suddenly doing something like that...!"

"Uh-huh?"

"She's only just come of age! That's bad enough, but what's unbelievable is that her target is a priest of the Church of Eris—"

"wrong!!!"

Charlotte rushed out of the confessional, then flung open the door opposite and shouted at Youyou, who looked somewhat terrified, in another small room, "It's not what you think—!"

After a half-hour explanation.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry! I misunderstood, I'm really sorry!!"

Youyou quickly bowed and apologized.

His chest traced a perfect arc.

Charlotte, who was initially angry and upset, immediately chose to forgive her.

The naive Crimson Demon girl said awkwardly, "I didn't expect that what Huihui said was all a lie. And she fell asleep at the inn yesterday because she was exhausted from magic and physical strength. I didn't think of that. I'm really sorry for misunderstanding Mr. Charlotte."

"It's okay, I was wrong too."

Charlotte waved her hand.

He originally intended to avoid hurting Youyou by explaining it through a more distant "monetary transaction," and he also naturally assumed that Youyou knew that Huihui had fallen asleep because she was exhausted from releasing the Explosion Magic. He never expected it to have such a chain reaction.

What's even more infuriating is Huihui.

Knowing full well that Youyou had misunderstood, this guy not only failed to explain, but also uttered even more indecent and outrageous remarks, thus exacerbating the misunderstanding.

Does she really not want to clear her name?

Or would she rather lose her innocence than lose to Youyou in this regard? ...She was surprisingly stubborn.

"So, what's your relationship with Huihui...?"

"friend."

"Is that so? They're friends... That's great! Huihui has made a new friend. I'm so happy for her."

That's what Youyou said.

However, his somewhat aggrieved and resentful bitter expression didn't seem like he was happy for her.

At this time-

"Mr. Charlotte..."

"I do!"

Just as Youyou opened her mouth, before she could even speak, Xia Luo had already eagerly agreed, leaving her somewhat bewildered.

"What?"

"Didn't you want to make friends?"

"I...I wanted to ask Mr. Charlotte to help take care of Huihui..."

"……oh."

That's not right!

You shouldn't be jealous of this atmosphere. Instead, you should take advantage of the situation and ask to become good friends with me, then frequently come over to get closer to me and cultivate our relationship, and finally, get ahead of Huihui to become lovers, giving the other person a strong and powerful counterattack. How dare you be so shameless? Why aren't you following the script? I demand a fresh start!

The atmosphere was slightly awkward.

"Um... if... if it's possible, Mr. Charlotte... could... could... could we become friends—"

Her cheeks flushed red, and she couldn't bring herself to make that request.

Charlotte burst out laughing.

Feeling so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear into the ground, he took her hands and spoke very seriously.

"Yes, I'd love to."

"Really!?"

Youyou was overjoyed.

A bright smile appeared on her face, making her incredibly cute. But soon, she said shyly, "I...I've caused Mr. Charlotte so much trouble today, I...I'll be leaving now..."

She then skipped and hopped away from the church.

Although Youyou is too shy and insecure, she is, after all, a Crimson Demon and extremely powerful, making her a very reliable Archmage.

If I could team up with her...

Watching the girl's light and carefree figure, Xia Luo's thoughts wandered, and he silently memorized the idea.