Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

The Light Fame Cross was an extremely violent religious organization serving the Order of Jesus Christ. They were fanatical warriors whose mission was to kill evil monsters and send their souls to their gods to purify the world and bring down paradise.

It is absolutely natural that such psychopaths participate in such a fanatical festival. Elise, who was approaching, laid the gimbal on the ground and greeted him.

"When I see you so often, I feel a big connection."

Seeing things like the jars popping out in the street, it seemed like they were a festival-sponsored item from the Light Celebrity Gathering. Religious gangsters seem to be extremely savage weapons. That's coveted.

"But who's behind it?"

Elise sends a questionable gaze to Claudie.

"Oh, she's my girlfriend. Claudie, this is Elise, my friend."

I briefly introduced Claudie to my lover. Elise shook Claudie's hand as if she had a unique, faceless face.

"I feel a very strong force. Nice to meet you. I'm Elise, a junior nun from the Light Fame Cross."

"Yeah? Good to see you, I'm Claudie. Can I call you Elise?"

"You can call it anything. But... I can feel the power of another god. Excuse me, but do you have a separate religion?"

"Hell-Khan. Do you know?"

"Yes, I've heard of a religion that serves the Dark Ones. Anyway, since you are the saint's lover, you must be a good person. Thank you very much."

"Saint?"

The word "saint" means one who walks the sacred path, usually used to exalt the congregation of any religion.

To be honest, I didn't believe in the religion of the world, so I didn't say much, but I helped Elise twice, so that's what it's called. I explained that to Claudie.

"Ah, somehow I helped Elise's Church mission. It became so called."

"I see. Hmm... Well, it doesn't matter. I thought you were hiding something religious."

"No way. I'm a man with no secrets."

All I was hiding from Claudie was the fact that I was not an immigrant Barbarian, but an ordinary drifter from another dimension.

Besides that, my real identity... this is a joke.

Claudie is hiding her age from me. To tell you the truth, her age worries her and her insides are turned upside down. I don't care how old you are, so please just let me know.

I don't care if I'm over 100.

I was able to move on generously because I was an elf hybrid anyway.

"Do you intend to go to purify the Undead from now on?"

Elise asked me in a very interesting way. It was a tone of tension that seemed unlike hers. It was Elise, too.

"That's right. We need to gather Dalant."

My guess is that the same dream of exterminating the Undead in bulk aroused her destructive desires.

However, when she saw him packing a gimbal, she seemed to have come to carry out the purpose of sponsoring religious goods and informing her religion rather than eradicating them herself. Will she be able to enjoy this festival? I might end up guarding the stall.

It would have been very harsh for her.

"Then please come to us. I brought a lot of decent sponsorship items. I'm sure you'll be interested."

"Don't be afraid."

I'm going to finish saying hello. We were going out.

Then Elise's gaze was fixed on the side of the gate. It was as if a girl who couldn't get out of the house because she had a big illness looked sadly at the children running out the window, so I felt extreme fear.

The moment that little religious thug walked into the zombie zone, it was hell.

Even dizzy people get tired of using rotten blood and guts after fighting zombies, but Elise laughs and enjoys it and remains embraced.

"Elise? Do you know him?"

- Shh, shh, shh.

At that time, a very tall blonde nun approached from behind Elise. I panicked at the moment. It was my first time seeing such a tall woman.

Considering I'm 178 centimeters tall, she looks about 5 centimeters taller than me.

Seeing the sentence on the armor, it seems that she is also a member of the Light Celestial Cross. But are you a nun? Are you the Crusader when you see him wearing heavy gloves in a nun's uniform? I don't know.

"Ah, Sister Blarett. This is Catholic I was talking about. He's been on a mission twice."

"Are you?"

A nun called Blarett looked at me.

It was a typical blonde wall beauty. She was wearing a nun's uniform on the base and wearing heavy gloves over it. He had a sacred sword on his waist, as opposed to Elise wearing iron.

Religious people are usually prejudiced by the use of blunt force, but this is not necessarily the case. Seeing the knife, it seemed like a very luxurious sword. It's probably a symbol of status.

"Oh, you're tall. Greetings. This is Paladin Serra Blaret Akserun, a member of the Light Fame Cross."

"Yes?"

What's your name?

At that moment, a damn long name came out and Stun came.

"Serra is my name, and Blaret is the name of Baptism. And Akserun is the title. Simply call me Sera."

She has asked me to shake her hand.

"Oh, my name is Gimkatt, no, it's Katt. Nice to meet you. But are you Elise's supervisor?"

"Similar. I have a higher position."

She shook hands and found her grip quite strong. I was overflowing with strength in shaking my hands. This was the hand of a warrior without a soul. Palladin, I think he's a very powerful man.

"I've heard a lot of stories. I thank you for your contribution to the advancement of the Light Fame Cross and for helping Elise."

"No, I asked for money, too."

"By the way, you're a tall man. Are you Mirkesha? Excuse me, but religion..."

The atmosphere became increasingly unusual. Serra glanced at me with an interesting look and tried to ask me about religion.

"Sister Blaret. He has no religion."

Elise intruded and said as if defending me.

"Yes? If so, I would like to take this opportunity to join our illustrious cross..."

Despite Elise's efforts, Serra began to practice Churai religion. I felt like I'd be fucked if I stood still, so I grabbed Claudie's hand and dragged her.

"Haha, let's think about that later. For now, we need to cleanse zombies. I wonder if the undead beast is reaching the city even at this moment."

"I see. Excuse me. I seem to have interrupted Bourne's speech."

"Well, not necessarily. Amton, it was nice to meet you."

I don't know why these guys want to talk about religion when they only see me. When I think about it, all the religions used to talk to me when I was in my hometown.

Is that a hoar-like brother emanating from my body?

I was dead. I woke up and didn't intend to join religion.

"Hmm, Paladin. You look strong. The Light Prestige Cross? It's high."

After holding Claudie's hand and turning it off, she stares at Serra, standing still. The eyes of the two women crossed. If there was even a religious war going on here, it was difficult.

"I can feel the energy of the Dark Sacred Heart in the congregation of Hell-Khan. It's been a long time since I've met a performer like this."

They also greeted each other, increasing their praise for their innocence, and sublimating their religious views to chatter on the subject. Both were shaped like strong warrior empathies.

I was beside Elise, who took Claudie from Zozzie.

Elise said in a fuzzy manner.

"I'd like to purify the undead, too, but this mission wasn't... I was glad to be sent, but I didn't think it would be like this."

"No, that's too bad."

"It's a shame. Of course, it's a good thing to give people this opportunity, but I can't help but feel personal regret."

"Well... be strong. The opportunity will come."

"I hope so."

Elise looks very hungry because she couldn't smash the undead. I don't know how women feel. They also have a violent tendency to be like those who live in this world.

"By the way, it was concluded that the master of this undead mass occurrence was a necromancer who escaped from the polite dungeon. Looks like a pretty strong necromancer. He's said to be chasing him from the church. That's why we're running out of people."

"Oh, at that time?"

The last dungeon I went to, the Nakhon Bone Palace, was chasing Necromancer from Orkota Catacombs. I was really glad I didn't go after the story. Skeleton Mazzie was a dick, but there was no such thing as a dick.

By the way, it took too much time. I need to get out of here.

Seems Claudie and Serra's conversation is over.

Claudie seemed in a good mood. She called me with a smile.

"Cat, shall we go then?"

"Let's get out of here."

Serra waves her hand at me. I also waved my hand once and told Elise.

"Elise, I'll see you when I'm done."

"..."

Elise looked sad as if she had nailed it. If you're with her, the Undead won't have anything to worry about, but there's something going on with her. Unfortunately, there will be another opportunity.

At that time Elise said to Sera,

"Hey, Sister Blarett."

"Elise? Do you have something to say?"

"Well, I mean..."

I've never seen Elise bite her throat, so I took away her gaze. She was almost always faceless, so I felt fresh. As expected, children of that age should have that taste.

"Do you want to go to the Undead purification?"

"That kind of thing..."

"Huhu, you don't have to tell me. Is that so? Okay."

Serra, who coughed in vain, continued:

"Sister Elise. If so, you can go about a day today."

"Really, Sister Blarett!"

Elise yells with great joy, turning into a classy color. This was the first time I had seen an add-on to express my emotions that way.

"Of course. It's your first day anyway. The first day is relaxing, that's the best. I'd like to release the Admiral a little. It's okay, but you can do me a favor later."

"Thank you! Sister Blarett!"

"Huhu, you don't call me sister anymore?"

"..."

"Well, there's something I can't do for my sweet Elise. Go."

Let's see, the relationship between the two seemed very good. The members of the illustrious cross who heard the rumors were very ruthless and ruthless psychopaths, but they also were ordinary people.

"... Thank you, Serra."

Elise, who said that, held Serra. I felt like I was seeing my mother and child completely because the height difference was significant.

"Then go and break the heads of the evil Undead and come. You can enjoy it. Well, I would love to taste the brains of the undead, but I'm going to take a little break today. It's hard to get old."

Serra knocked on Elise's back, and the madman made the same remark. I saw it right. It's not sane. My body trembled.

"Saint Cat! We ask you to accompany us!"

Elise, with a smile on her face, looked at me and exclaimed.

"Yeah, let's go with Shiva."

So we formed three parties, including me, Claudie, and Elise, and came out of the city.

Claudie was quiet as if she was going for a walk. Elise pulls out the iron from the beginning and starts walking around a few times.

I think today's harvest will be fine.