My Wife Waited in the Wheat Fields - Chapter 88



#16 West (6)

Saint Heimberg is a man who drives rumors of infidelity.

It was a fairly common story in the West.

The first was when he was 13 years old.

Heimberg, who entered his adolescence, visited the red light district the day he woke up to sex and made relationships with about 10 people.

It has been like that ever since.

The first day of each month was the day Heimberg headed to the red light district.

By then the pimps would scream with joy and the women with horror.

A clergyman who must be faithful.

Also, if someone called the head of the Holy Knights of the Church was driving around such gossip, someone had to come out to stop it, but no one could.

-… by God’s will.

– Is it God’s will to play with a prostitute?

– By God’s will.

This is because the clergy of the Churches always avoided answering questions about his affair, saying only ‘God’s will’.

It had to be.

He was the son bearing the stigma of a god who appeared after hundreds of years.

And if you look at it except for the rumors of infidelity, it was truly a model of a devout priest.

what can they do

Not by force, not by reason.

Even if Heimberg cried out to the Lord in bed with a prostitute and climaxed, there was nothing he could do even if he threw offerings into a brothel.

Anyway, because of that, Heimberg was called one of the two greatest monsters in the West along with Ygret the Fire.

He was also called the idol of all perverts.

Still, there was one reason why he wasn’t considered a bad person.

I must say it’s a quirk.

He does not sleep with anyone who is not a prostitute.

It was a fact that his long-time follower had uncovered over a decade.

‘Because he’s that kind of person.’

I won’t flirt with Tyria.

Danal guessed with a heart close to prayer.

“Ah, you are Brother Kasha’s wife.”

Command headquarters barracks, Saint Heimberg was facing Tyria.

Next to him were the 3rd Prince Credon Mahir and Elbus Graham.

Heimberg continued with a grin.

“May I pray for peace at home? For my brother and sister.”

The words of a person who seems to be sincere about the dissolution of the family more than anyone else.

However, Tyria, unaware of that fact, just nodded and put her hands together.

“I beseech the glorified Lord… .”

Heimberg began to recite a prayer.

Danal felt like his stomach was burning.

‘Why is this human here?’

The Northwestern Front, where he was located, was one of the most important strategic points in the current war.

Once it was pierced, it would be several times more difficult to restore the wire again, and its importance was enough to make your mouth hurt.

that’s why i’m curious

The reason why the person in charge of that front came all the way to the command center in the rear.

In other words, the mind that I wonder if the battlefield is going back urgently is rising.

“… May peace dwell in the homes of brothers and sisters, may the laughter of children and the sound of nature breathe always be with you.”

After praying, Heimberg smiled wide.

he was dry

“The grace of the Lord will always be with you.”

“thank you. I never imagined that I would receive the grace of the Holy Son directly… .”

Tyria looked bewildered and happy.

The seat was so important.

“Okay then, let’s stop praying here.”

Elbus clapped his hands and cleared the atmosphere.

“Since they said they arrived soon, let’s move. Will your wife come too?”

“If it’s a meeting about war… .”

“Elric needs a substitute for that friend. Originally, I did it, but now that your wife has arrived, I won’t have to hand it over.”

Tyria pondered for a moment and nodded.

Elbus’ smile deepened.

then let’s go

said he, and began guiding.

The place we arrived at was a large meeting room.

There was a passenger there.

“lady?”

“A married couple?”

It was Edward and Ygret.

Danal felt it in that moment.

‘Yeah, sickness… .’

It seems that the situation on the battlefield has become urgent.

*

It was a meeting place where the leaders of the seven powers of the continent, that is, the united front of the kingdoms, gathered.

It was a bewildering thing for Tyria.

To sit in the same seat as these people was, of course, embarrassing to the country baroness.

However, the pressure was not as severe as expected.

It wasn’t because Tyria was strong.

“Madam, stay away from that bastard. Bury something dirty.”

“Haha! It’s too much. Sister Hwahwa.”

“So damn! Hey, I heard you slept with prostitutes yesterday too?”

“It was making love.”

The atmosphere was just light.

just.

“Bitch, I know that. ma’am? That bastard calls dozens of prostitutes on the first day of every month and rolls around until the sun rises. He’s a really filthy bastard, but why is that kind of a saint… .”

“Wrong. Sister. It is true that I practiced love.”

“What the hell?”

“Listen.”

Tyria was filled with despair at the shocking truth.

Heimberg said without blinking an eye.

“Sex is to conceive love in the form of a child by mating the male and female bodies created by the Lord. However, there are people in this land who cannot do such a thing. There are people who cannot see love as love, but see it as a commodity to be exchanged for money.”

His voice was unremarkable.

“I am giving love to them. It is to water the dried up love. You too can have pure love! Wouldn’t it be for the sake of the Lord’s will to spread love far and wide?”

It was honestly bullshit.

Immediately, the word “water given to love” made Tyria feel a deep displeasure.

Even so, Heimberg did not blink an eye.

“It is deplorable that I only have one body. I would like to dedicate my whole life to it.”

“You say so lyrically that you want to lie down day and night. Crazy pervert.”

“Sister and madam are here too… .”

“… .”

When Edward mentioned Tyria, Ygret’s mouth fell shut.

Until then, Elbus had only been laughing.

Is this what you call a meeting?

It was the moment when something called an illusion was about to break in Tyria.

“Have you finished all the rubbish?”

Credon Mahir stepped in.

His eyes were quiet.

Anger at this situation… More than that, the person himself was like that.

In Tyria’s memory, he was always a taciturn and unchanging person.

“Then let’s start the meeting.”

As he gestured, Elbus Graham cleared his throat as well, clearing his throat.

Only then did the main idea come out.

“There will be a massive all-out war. A size that requires an entire army to be mustered.”

Kung, Tyria felt her heart race.

*

Nazak’s Royal Underground.

There were three undead lying in rags and a man covered in scars standing in front of them.

Gerdia felt a sense of deja vu from his appearance.

‘Sword Emperor bastard.’

You found one seed that was very superior.

I had to admit what I had to admit.

El Hadak Mahir made the best choice he could.

Kasha was a talent who deserved to be heard.

‘It’s only one month.’

He fought non-stop against the undead that neither eats nor sleeps, but he broke through the ranks in just one month.

I couldn’t penetrate it and stabilized it.

This was phenomenal.

To such an extent that I suddenly thought of it.

‘If that child lived in the same era as us… .’

Could there have been five kings?

No, it wasn’t.

If that was the case, the era would only remember the Sword Emperor and Kasha.

There were no feelings of fear, envy, or shame.

All those things were thrown away the moment they reversed the cycle of life and death.

Gerdia only felt extreme satisfaction.

plural.

If it is only for revenge, he will become the most powerful sword and fly to the Sword Emperor.

“Congratulations. You are complete.”

“Is it over?”

“There is an end to what can be done here.”

“I guess nothing.”

Kasha led.

His eyes were deeply sunken, revealing only a red glow.

‘Nothing special.’

There won’t be anything else like this.

Haha, the greatness doesn’t come close to the owner who has the talent.

Because you can’t be jealous of yourself.

“Whoa… .”

Gerdia could smell the blood in his breath.

I felt alive in my pulsating muscles.

I suppressed the sudden rising tension.

Only then could I open my mouth.

“Let’s go now. The news just came in.”

“News?”

“It is an all-out war.”

“It’s been quite a while.”

“Was it longer than my wait?”

Gerdia stood up from her seat.

His left arm was hollow below the shoulder.

Not caring about that, Zeldia said.

“Please.”

Please beat the sword emperor.

To that, Kasha replied quietly.

“You don’t have to ask. I will cut his throat no matter who asks.”

Kasha turned around.

Only murder, hatred, and futility remained in his voice.

He seemed like he had nothing more to lose.