202 Chapter 112 Encounter (9)

At Jerel's words, Elica glanced down at the small inscription on the back of Rosario.

Those who long for salvation, the miracles you have in your heart will not fade away in vain.

A handful of light will not go out in the eternal darkness.

Tom, who was standing next to him, glanced at Rosario and said.

"Isn't that one of the words that the hero left behind in the final battle with the demons, sir?"

Among them, the most famous passage was the sentence engraved on Elica's Rosario.

Those who desire salvation, the miracles you have cherished in your heart will never fade.

A handful of light will not go out in the eternal darkness.

Jerel nodded her head with a curious look as if reminiscing on the past, and asked Elika.

"I didn't expect to see a Rosario with his words engraved on it. Do you respect the warrior?"

It was a meaningless question.

At least if it were humans, who wouldn't respect the hero who protected their homeland and this continent?

Elica put Rosario in her arms, silent, without answering.

Tom, who was standing next to me, giggled and said.

"Of course. You're the hero who saved the continent. He always says he's not a kid, and he says he's not, and he likes him a lot."

"Hey… do you want to die?"

Elica, whose face was slightly red, glared at Tom as if to kill him.

Tom flinched and said to Jerel, who quickly burst out laughing.

"And I have great respect for Lord Zerel! To seal the Demon King together with the hero, that's a great achievement!"

"Haha, thank you. But sealing the Demon King was an achievement accomplished by the hero alone, and I didn't play a big role."

In the final battle, the person who faced both the demon king and the original horses was the hero, and the rest of the assembly members just dealt with the demons.

Jerel was telling the truth, but Tom and Heren considered even him humble.

He turned his gaze back to Elika and said.

"More than that, kid, can you tell me your name?"

"········Yes? Elika."

Elika answered with a puzzled look.

He then asked calmly.

"Yes, Elika. Do you have any plans to learn swords from me?"

Tom and Heren were astonished at that.

Both of them doubted for a moment if they had heard something wrong.

Elica's eyes widened at his unexpected words, and then she asked again.

"Do you mean by any chance to become a disciple?"

Jerel nodded as if it was natural.

"Yeah, I'm asking if you don't want to be my disciple."

"My, my disciple…."

In disbelief, Tom mumbled in a muffled voice.

I had no choice but to do so.

The knight of brilliance, the highest and noblest paladin in the denomination, was now asking her to become a disciple directly.

Heren also looked blankly at Jerel, then suddenly came to his senses and looked back at Elica.

Rather, she, who received the proposal, had a calm look unlike the two of them.

"Why?"

Elika asked Jerel.

It was a natural question.

Establishing a relationship with a priest is not as light as the paladin coming and going to teach the children in the monastery.

It really means to pass on the proper teachings and to help you grow by leaps and bounds.

Now, Jerel, who knew nothing, was proposing to become a disciple to the woman whom he had met for the first time in his life today.

Jerel answered.

"I just watched your dagger for a while. It's because I noticed your talent there."

Elika had a slightly shaky expression on her face.

Of course, she knew that her talents were quite good.

But is that enough to interest a great figure like him? She didn't think so.

"You must have seen a lot of people with far greater talents than me."

Jerel smirked.

Usually, it's not strange to lose consciousness when you hear a suggestion like this, but rather, you're skeptical and thinking about yourself.

It wasn't that he didn't realize how big an opportunity this was because he didn't have a realistic sense yet.

He thought he was an unusual child, and he spoke frankly.

"Yes. But I'm not suggesting you based on your talent alone."

"···········?"

"I don't know how it sounds, but… I have a pretty good sense of humor. So I often act according to my feelings."

······persimmon?

The three of them blinked, wondering what this meant.

"That's the reason why I stopped by this monastery without passing by. I suddenly had a feeling that I was going to have a good meeting here. That's why I'm making this offer."

It was a reason so absurd that I wondered if he was joking.

But Elika, who was quick-witted, could tell that he was talking sincerely.

Jerel smiled and asked again.

"So, can you give me an answer?"

"············".

Heren, who swallowed his saliva, looked back at Elica.

Tom also urged her with his gaze.

Whatever the reason, this was a really absurd proposition. It will change her whole life.

To become a disciple of the Brilliant Knight, what kind of believer would refuse such a terrifying opportunity? However······.

"sorry."

The words came out of Elika's mouth after a moment of silence.

Perhaps he didn't know that rejection would come, so Jerel's eyes widened.

Tom let out a sigh involuntarily and grabbed Elica's shoulder with a desperate expression.

"Hey…! are you crazy?!"

Elika took her hand off her annoyed face and continued.

"I have no intention of becoming a paladin. So, thank you, but I don't think I can become a disciple."

Jerel asked him, seemingly puzzled.

"I thought that the battle you conducted earlier was a test for selecting apprentice paladins, but maybe I was wrong?"

Elika answered with a little shyness.

"It was just a fever… I didn't really intend to become a paladin just by taking the test."

Jerel couldn't understand what he was saying, but he didn't bother to ask in detail.

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