Holy Idol [EN]: Chapter 790

◈ 790. Don’t Call Me Cheru’s Sibling

The novice priest who healed all the instructors and students is fighting the top student! As soon as the children in the training ground heard the news, they rushed to gather.

A fight between the novice priest, who became a celebrity in the training camp in just one day, and the top student.

The children packed snacks and found spots where they could see the sparring field well.

“Here, use this.”

Mulu brought two sturdy wooden swords from the warehouse where training swords were piled up and handed one to Rembrary.

Rembrary took the sword and examined it.

Seeing his clumsy handling of the sword, Mulu was sure of her victory. She had been learning swordsmanship since she was young.

Rembrary, on the other hand, was equally sure that he would win. He, too, had been learning swordsmanship since he was young.

“If I win, we’re going to see the black magician.”

Rembrary said, taking a stance after thoroughly examining the sword.

“Okay.”

Mulu readily agreed and raised her sword. Her stance was so perfect it could be in a textbook, and the instructors who were watching scolded the children next to them.

“That’s how you stand. Got it?”

“What about that novice priest over there?”

“You shouldn’t hold it like that.”

Before they clashed, Mulu asked.

“What will you do if I win?”

“If a knight wins against a priest, it’s only natural.”

“!”

Mulu thought Rembrary was like a dandelion seed [easily blown away, suggesting he’s underestimating her]. Seeing Mulu’s expression harden, Rembrary smiled and rephrased his words.

“What will Cheru’s sibling do if they win?”

“Don’t call me Cheru’s sibling.”

“Do you like being called baby?”

“Don’t call me baby either!”

“Then what?”

“…Call me Lady Mulu.”

“Okay.”

“No, no. If I win, when you become a high priest, come to me with a proposal.”

“I’m sorry. Priests aren’t allowed to marry.”

“Not a marriage proposal!”

Mulu shouted in frustration, and the children opened their mouths in surprise. Mulu always treated them with a calm demeanor.

The instructors always praised Mulu’s composure. But this was the first time they’d seen Mulu get angry and shout.

“Then what kind of proposal?”

“Come to me and ask me to protect you.”

Mulu said firmly and took a stance just before attacking.

“Then I must win.”

Rembrary smiled, properly adjusting the sword he had been carelessly fiddling with.

“I don’t want to have a weak person as a guard.”

The instructor who had been criticizing Rembrary’s posture opened his mouth wide in astonishment.

Although it was different from Mulu’s posture, Rembrary’s stance was also textbook perfect. It was a duel between Textbook 1 and Textbook 2.

“Wait, Mulu is the top student, but isn’t he a priest?”

The instructor was so surprised that he muttered to himself.

The moment those words ended, the two swung their swords at each other.

A clanging sound rang out as the swords met, and the two children stepped back simultaneously. Soon, the two swords continued to clash without a break.

The children, who had come expecting entertainment, gradually fell silent and watched the duel intently.

“Not bad, huh?”

The instructors, who had been watching separately, began to gather in groups and discuss the fight.

“That kid is a novice priest. Where did he learn that?”

“Is he from a knight family?”

“Didn’t the story of the cursed prince spread a couple of years ago? There was a rumor that he was that prince?”

“Really?”

“No, it’s not certain.”

The instructors, who were whispering amongst themselves, were horrified and scattered when they saw the commander suddenly appear. It was the commander.

“No, it’s okay. I came to watch too.”

The commander waved his hand at the embarrassed instructors and intently watched Rembrary and Mulu’s fight.

In fact, the commander had come to persuade Rembrary while Heather was checking on the black magician.

But he happened to witness Rembrary dueling with the top student.

“That child has divine power that is very suitable for fighting monsters. So, I was trying to persuade him to quit being a priest and become a paladin [a holy warrior]. But now I see…”

The commander smiled as he watched Rembrary’s quick footwork and reaction speed.

“It’s not just his divine power that’s perfect for a paladin. He’s a natural-born paladin.”

The commander thought for a moment and added.

“Still, our Mulu seems to have a slight edge.”

The commander wanted to assess the full extent of Rembrary’s talent.

But he didn’t want to see his top student lose. The commander hoped that Mulu would win, if either of them had to.

However, the two children continued their attacks without giving an inch.

“Commander! Commander!”

The commander turned around at the sound of someone calling him and running towards him. A training camp employee was running breathlessly.

“What’s wrong?”

“The black magician! The black magician committed suicide!”

The employee shouted, keeping a distance as if he couldn’t run any further. The commander’s eyes widened, and he ran towards him.

“Is that true?”

The eyes of the instructors and nearby children all turned in that direction. Rembrary also stopped his sword and turned around, facing Mulu.

Mulu was about to deliver a finishing blow, but when Rembrary stopped defending, she hurriedly withdrew her sword and stumbled.

“Hey!”

Mulu shouted angrily. If he suddenly released his defense like that, Rembrary could have been seriously injured.

“Shh.”

However, Rembrary’s mind was already elsewhere, focused on the conversation between the commander and the employee.

“Hey, Rembrary.”

Even when Mulu called him again, it was no use. When the commander started following the employee, Rembrary put down his sword and quickly ran after them.

“Hey, where are you going?”

Mulu grabbed Rembrary’s arm, following him in a daze.

“You were dueling with me.”

“That’s not important right now.”

“Then what is?”

“The black magician committed suicide.”

As Rembrary continued to run, Mulu grabbed his arm in anger and stopped him.

“You were dueling with me.”

Mulu stared at Rembrary and said clearly.

Abandoning his sword and running away during a sacred duel. Mulu, coming from a knight family, couldn’t believe Rembrary’s actions.

“But the black magician committed suicide. And the commander is running there now.”

Rembrary’s voice was about three times faster than usual, as if he was in a hurry.

“I said you were dueling with me!”

“You have to follow them now to hear the story. You stuck with Baby to hear the black magician’s story. What’s the point if you can’t follow them and miss the story?”

Rembrary said that and started running again.

Mulu chased after Rembrary again in a daze, then asked with a strange and unfair feeling.

“You were fighting well with me.”

“I was.”

“Aren’t you curious about who is stronger?”

“Not really.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m a priest, not a knight.”

Mulu’s pride was hurt. She wanted to settle things with Rembrary.

Mulu had never seen an opponent who had exchanged swords with her for so long among her peers.

She was happy about that, but she also didn’t like that the child wasn’t a paladin trainee.

Still, she wanted to settle things. But he wasn’t even curious about who was stronger.

Mulu was about to protest again in anger when…

“You guys!”

A large paladin blocked their path with a loud voice.

“You can’t come here!”

Then Rembrary, who had been running in a hurry, ran back and stood facing Mulu.

“What.”

Mulu asked sullenly, annoyed by that, and Rembrary made eye contact and gestured ‘shh’. Of course, it was already useless.

“Rembrary?”

Heather, who came out after hearing the commotion, glared at Rembrary as soon as she saw him.

“You didn’t listen to me again!”

The paladin who blocked them laughed and went into the secret room.

Heather closed the door and looked at Rembrary and Mulu alternately.

“I told you not to come here!”

When Heather raised her voice, unlike usual, Rembrary said urgently.

“Lady Heather. Lady Heather. I didn’t disobey Lady Heather’s words.”

“What are you trying to excuse!”

Mulu pouted. Obviously, that cowardly child would make excuses that he was just watching from around here.

Then Mulu, who was in charge of showing Rembrary around the training camp, would be in trouble, but that cowardly child wouldn’t care about that.

“Lady Heather. I didn’t see the black magician. Lady Heather said I shouldn’t see the black magician. I didn’t see him. I heard that the black magician committed suicide and ran here. Just up to here.”

“What!”

“Lady Heather didn’t say I couldn’t come *near* here either. Do you remember?”

Heather was angry at Rembrary’s words, and even more angry because they were true.

“…”

On the other hand, Mulu glanced at Rembrary and fiddled with her glasses for no reason.

‘He’s not lying…’

* * *

“You always pick dangerous places to go. You’re especially prone to danger, but put your hand on your conscience and think about it. Half of the dangers you’ve experienced were because you went there on your own. It was like you were reaching out and pulling danger towards you. Rembrary. Are you listening to me?”

Rembrary nodded quickly while eating diligently.

“Yes, yes. I’m listening to everything, Lady Heather.”

“But why don’t you put your hand on your conscience? Is your conscience a fork?”

“It’s on my knee, Lady Heather. I have one hand on my knee.”

“Rembrary!”

When Heather put her hand on her forehead, Rembrary quickly put his hand on Heather’s forehead as well.

“Don’t be angry, Lady Heather.”

“…I don’t have a headache, Rembrary. Are you trying to heal me?”

Heather asked, slightly touched by the child’s pure attitude. Even while being scolded, he was worried about her pain…

“I’m entrusting my conscience to Lady Heather’s forehead.”

“Rembrary!”

When Rembrary quickly took his hand away, Heather covered her forehead with both hands. The emotion was already gone.

“Isn’t Rembrary the one who caught the black magician? That child also has the right to hear what happened to the black magician, Priest Heather.”

In the meantime, the training camp commander appeared with a chocolate cake as big as a ball.

“Here, Rembrary. This is yours.”

When the commander put the cake plate in front of Rembrary, Rembrary’s face brightened.

“Thank you, Commander.”

“Did you know, Rembrary? At the Paladin Training Camp, they eat a cake this big once a day. Our kids have to eat better than the novice priests because they’re training.”

“Really?”

“Of course. And the food here is twice as delicious as the food at the Florandia Temple, isn’t it?”

“That’s true.”

When Rembrary readily agreed, Heather couldn’t help but interject.

“What lies are you telling, Commander? Look at how wide-eyed the trainees are looking at the cake. Would the kids’ eyes be that big if this came out every day?”

The commander couldn’t lie any more in front of the children and was at a loss.

Rembrary, regardless, cut the cake into four pieces with excitement.

“Oh, are you going to share it?”

The commander quickly ignored Heather and asked, not wanting to be caught in his lie.

“Who are you going to give it to?”

“Of course, to our Lady Heather.”

When Rembrary handed a piece to Heather, she was about to get angry but closed her mouth. Heather twitched her lips and cleared her throat.

“Thank you. I’m glad you’re thinking of me.”

The commander sat next to Rembrary, hoping that he would give him a piece too.

But Rembrary picked up two pieces, got up from his seat, and walked somewhere.

‘Me?’

The commander’s lips pouted, and Heather’s mood improved that much.