Will You Please Go Out With Me?

"YOU?! SEEKING PERMANENT BLESSINGS?! BWAHAHAHAHA! YOU FOOL, DO YOU TRULY BELIEVE THE GODS WOULD GRANT PERMANENT BLESSINGS SO EASILY?! WE DON'T HAND THEM OUT FOR NOTHING. YOU MUST PROCURE THEM YOURSELF." The crazy priest laughed uproariously, making it difficult for Shye to resist slapping the guy's face.

'How was this bastard a priest?!' Shye inwardly raged. 

Just when he was about to speak, the priest continued: "There's just no way the Gods would allow you to find a pe–?!"

Not wanting to hear more of the priest's bullshit, Shye directly took out two permanent blessings to shut the hateful bastard up once and for all.

"Y-You! Where did you get those?"

"None of your business. The Gods know that I obtained these through legal means. Now, will you grant me my blessings or should I report you to the archpriest?"

Hearing that the archpriest would be involved if he kept yapping, the priest shut his mouth with resentment.