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Samaritan of Black Rock Mountain
120 ? Samaritan of Black Rock Mountain #1
The saint sat down on the sofa in her private room, opposite us, and crossed her legs, which were stretched out under her dress that was slit to the side.
There was a sense of composure or even composure in that movement, and it seemed very noble. If Luna were to do the same movement, would she be able to create that kind of atmosphere?
Luna would look cute.
“There is no other reason why I have called you to this private room. You are the warriors of Mars, the man among men. I am the woman of Venus. So, there is nothing else for us to do together.”
“I see, Your Majesty. I have no experience, but I will try.”
Malco tried to take off his pants by untying the knot tied around his waist. He was confused as to what this punk was trying to do.
I soon realized that this was not just a temple, but a place of pleasure. That was why Saintess Sval had called us to her private room.
Are you saying that she was a saint and not a saint? My mouth is watering from the shock from the cultural difference.
Swish.
As if in response to Malko’s hesitant attempts to take off his pants, the saint changed her crossed legs to the opposite side.
“You have a very big nose. According to popular belief, men with big noses have great self-esteem. But I hope I never have to verify that.”
“I see. I actually thought it was strange too.”
Malko pulled up his trousers that he had taken off and tightened the knot. He was a quicker learner than I thought.
“Okay, anyway, I called you here for no other reason than to do something for our temple of Venus.”
“Are you saying that you are making a request?”
My question was met with a “Hoo hoo” laugh and the sound of bells clinking.
Looking at the various paintings hanging on the wall, the bell is depicted as being hung around the neck, so I think the saintess is shaking her neck right now.
“That’s right. Originally, there was a job that the adventurers of the Mars Guild would do. However, since the building collapsed in the Pluto cult’s air raid, everyone seems to be busy, so the request for our Venus Temple has been pushed back in priority.”
I was somewhat aware that the Temple of Venus and the Guild of Mars had a close cooperative relationship.
However, I had not come here with the intention of receiving a request, and I was quite embarrassed when I ended up receiving work from the saint who was the head of the temple.
“A Samaritan whose songs are famous enough to be passed down. And your personal bard. With that much trust, you can trust him. Of course, I won’t ask you to do it for free.”
Swish.
Just one.
The saint seemed to bow her head toward us. I lowered my head even further and shut my eyes tightly, fearing that I might even see her face.
So when the noise returned with another clinking sound, there was a small scroll on the table.
The first one to react upon seeing it was Malko.
“Three, my goodness, those aren’t tickets to the Venus Priests’ Ball! This is impossible! Even the noble ladies were desperate to get one!”
Judging from Malko’s reaction, it seemed clear that the Venus Priest’s ball ticket was something of great value, no matter what it was. The saintess gave a short laugh at that.
“I thought you’d like it, as expected from someone with a big nose. And I’ll give this to the Samaritan warrior over there.”
She then held out another small glass bottle towards me.
A small glass bottle.
To be precise, it is a clear glass bottle slightly larger than your thumb, filled with a red liquid that is overflowing.
When I first saw it, I thought it was some kind of cosmetic product, like nail polish or tint. But it wasn’t cosmetics, it seemed to be something a little different.
I took the glass bottle carefully and looked at it carefully.
“What the heck is this?”
“It’s a fragrance made by extracting the oil from the beak feathers of the male mandarin duck. It’s not a fake that you can find on the market, it’s a genuine product that’s hard to obtain unless you’re a person of that caliber.”
Male mandarin duck, what is this? Incense?
Giving me something like that as a reward? This saintess seemed to have no eye for people. I like money more than things like perfume.
So, just as I was seriously contemplating how to express my request for money without making the pot burst, the saintess continued speaking a few more words with the sound of a rattling bell.
“Thunder Duck. It is a symbol of Juno, the goddess of marriage and family. The Thunder Duck is said to marry only one partner in its lifetime and be together for a hundred years… Did you know that this is not true?”
“Yes, yes…?”
“Most people don’t know this. Male mandarin ducks are actually philanderers. They meet a lot of females and pretend not to care.”
“…okay.”
I suddenly couldn’t understand what this woman was trying to tell me. What on earth did this story about mandarin ducks and incense have to do with me?
When I was thinking about something a little complicated like that.
“Samaritan, you probably have a lover?”
“Uh, yeah, yeah? What did you just say?”
“I can see it in the surprised reaction. The only people who would turn down the opportunity to see the most beautiful face of all creatures on earth are those who are in love.”
“Oh, is that so?”
“Because if you look at your lover’s face after seeing my face, you will look like a Pachycephalus squid, and even a thousand years of love will cool down. Hassan of Samaria, you too have refused my favor in order to remain loyal to your lover, right?”
I don’t know what to say as an excuse. If I just say that I was looking at the panties that were on the floor, wouldn’t that holy warrior come out and wring my neck?
So I just chose to nod my head in agreement.
“That’s similar.”
“As expected. This is something I prepared for you. The fragrance of male mandarin ducks is very effective in removing the karma of women that has accumulated on your body. With this, you can flirt more confidently without the risk of being caught.”
An item that removes the scent of a woman’s perfume from my body and makes my spouse suspicious? Is that something like that? At least that’s what I understood.
Shit, I don’t need this.
Just in case, I put the glass bottle in the inside pocket of my leather jacket so it wouldn’t break. I’ll try it out later.
In fact, I was wondering how I could tell Luna, who had a sensitive nose, that I had been to the Temple of Venus, which was filled with the scent of women’s perfume and odor.
Even Luna, who had a naive side, wouldn’t have believed it if she had said that she had gone on a field trip to learn about the religious activities at the Temple of Venus.
If I offend Luna, who’s become increasingly stronger these days, I might get my neck bitten off.
Anyway, shit, it turned out well.
“So, you’ve given us all these precious things. What on earth are you trying to make us do?”
What I always feel is that there is no free favor in this world. If you receive an expensive item as a commission fee, you have to do something that is equally difficult and hard.
I was a bit worried because I received an item that emphasized the rarity of the saint.
A saint who laughs while the bell around her neck dangles.
“What I just gave you was just a gift. I will properly reward you for your request after the request is completed. I have digressed. This is exactly what I would like to request.”
The saint held out a glass cup filled with black liquid towards us. Malko’s expression began to harden rapidly as he saw it.
“… Your Majesty, is that what is called the Black Spring?”
“That’s right. As someone who enjoys wandering and pleasure, you seem to know a lot. It’s probably something that only the priestesses of Venus would come across.”
“Ahem, well, yes. But that spring water… .”
“It’s on a mountain where the energy of Pluto flows strongly. A gloomy valley where the energy of death flows ominously. That high and rugged mountainous area. They say that even cultists appear here these days.”
Gooooooo.
I could clearly feel the pressure of a gaze directed at my bowed head. It was a gaze so sharp that it felt like a hole was being drilled into my head.
I don’t think my head is going to turn black. I haven’t had much to do with my head lately, so my head is really getting dull.
“If you are the one who defeated the schizophrenic Schizo, the Paladin of Pluto, then it won’t be difficult. That is, if the rumors are not exaggerated.”
Even just looking at the sub, it was clear that the difficulty level was going to be extremely hardcore. So, I was about to say no when
Okay-.
I almost screamed as something round and shiny was thrust toward me.
“The deposit is 1 gold.”
The rascal Hassan.
Finally, you are walking the golden path.
In my head, five hundred squids were flying around the shiny golden coin.
Kukurukuk.
* * *
“Brother, I have received an absurd request. The Black Spring is usually done by Bronze adventurers who are about to be promoted to Silver Tier.”
Malco and I left the Temple of Venus. Before we knew it, the sky had turned golden and the sunset was beautifully setting. Gold, huh?
“In common parlance, it’s a very dangerous thing to do. In that valley-.”
Gold has a way of stirring people’s hearts. Just looking at it can make you feel a little hungry.
Guard.
I put the gold coin I was given in my mouth and chewed on it. The gold coin must have been pure, because it went in exactly as I had made the mark.
Shit, it’s a gold coin.
I felt like I was flying with the first gold coin I ever earned. Was this exactly how Luna felt when she first earned a copper coin on her own?
As if there were a lot you could do with 30 silver coins.
With just one gold coin, you can do things you never imagined possible. What can you do?
Shit, when I tried to think about it right now, nothing came to mind except the fact that I could buy five hundred pieces of beef and eat them.
“Hey, Malkoya. What can you do with one gold coin? If I give you this gold coin, what will you do?”
“One gold coin can make a man bark like a dog. Arrr karrr karrr. Two can make him crawl on all fours.”
“Damn, this is fucking awesome!”
You can control people at will? This tiny golden coin is a magic item imbued with powerful magic!
I worked as a slave for two years and barely managed to save 30 silver coins. But after about a month of becoming an adventurer, I finally got my hands on a single gold coin.
Maybe now is the prime of my life. Thinking that all the hardships I’ve gone through were for this gold coin, I feel like I can somewhat tolerate it.
I have to show it to Luna.
“Brother, I understand that we will depart from the West Gate tomorrow morning. Hehehe, I will be able to see for myself the stories that can produce new songs.”
“Fuck you.”
After exchanging a friendly greeting with Malco and parting ways, I hurried to the cabin where Luna was waiting for me.
Luna, who had dug up herbs worth 20 and 30 coppers to save money and rolled around in the dirt, would look at this shiny gold coin.
Just imagining that scene made my breath catch in my throat but my legs wouldn’t stop.
Rattling.
So let’s open the door and go in.
On the first floor, Luna’s pink back was visible, sitting on a blanket-like thing spread on the floor, grinding grains on something like a small grindstone.
“Luna, I’m home!”
“Hassan, I thought you were studying. You’re not even at the library. Where did you go? I stopped by the library on my way back with Hassan.”
“No, uh, that’s-.”
As I was thinking of some excuse for what to say to the somewhat cold reaction, Luna got up from her seat and approached me.
And then you sniff around?
Of course, it was as expected.
In preparation for such a time, I had already received the Thunder Duck Incense from the saintess of the Temple of Venus.
A strangely magical fragrance that hides a woman’s traces!
It’s in my arms right now!!
But damn, come to think of it, I was so happy about getting the gold that I forgot to spray some perfume on myself to show Luna!!!
I was a fool!!!!
Sniff sniff-.
“The smell of roses. What is that smell? Where on earth have you been…? If I smell it a little more, I think I’ll remember… . I can also smell pigeons…”
…Shiba.
My mind went blank as the siege grew tighter and I decided that I had to try something.
So I frowned and lowered my head, covering my eyes, just like I had done when I encountered the saint at the Temple of Venus earlier.
“Ouch, whoa, it’s so bright! Luna, it’s so bright I can’t even look at your face!”
“… What are you talking about all of a sudden? Where does Hassan get sick?”
“Ugh, Luna, your face is so dazzling I can’t bear to look at it! What on earth happened outside…!”
“Oh, really? I tried putting on makeup with Paranoia and Wisp powder earlier. I thought you wouldn’t recognize me because it was light makeup. As expected, Hassan recognizes me! Is there anything else that looks different?”
At Luna’s question, I opened my half-closed eyes and looked at Luna’s face.
Now that I look at it, I can see that Luna’s face is indeed covered with something that looks like light powder. It must have been because her face was originally white that it wasn’t noticeable.
Is there any other place that looks more different than that? I panicked at those words.
“Oh, did you cut your bangs…?”
“That’s right! I said Paranoy wouldn’t recognize me. As expected, Hassan does!”
Luna, moved by the change, hugged my waist tightly. I wondered how strong Luna, with her small body, could be if she hugged my waist tightly.
Kwaaaaak.
I felt like I was suffocating from the power of the devil beyond my imagination, perhaps because of the recent accumulation of karma.
“But that’s that, and this is this. Hassan, you went to the temple of Venus! This is too much…!”
“In, your request… Geumhwa-ah… .”
[Work Review]
The value of one gold coin is roughly estimated to be around ten million won.
Ten million won….
Isn’t that enough money to make a person bark…
That Michuri will bark even with just one valuable 100 won sponsorship coupon…
Woof woof.
