Another World Warrior Who Uses a Shop

A heart to give to others

Hyeon-jun woke up long after the sun rose, took a shower and left the room.

My body felt refreshed, but my stomach rumbled on an enormous empty stomach. I couldn’t even eat properly the night before, and I’ve been starving until now. I’m so hungry I can’t even think properly.

Hyunjoon smiled bitterly. I have to keep eating and maintaining my body, but I’m starving. I don’t know how much my muscles must have shrunk with this.

“Jun, would you like to eat?”

“yes. You are very hungry.”

Hyeon-jun replied to the words of a maid standing in the lobby.

The maid escorted him to the dining room and passed him by, glancing at the other maid. Also, a signal that Hyeon-jun doesn’t know will come and go, and the moment he enters the restaurant, the food will come out soon.

When I entered the restaurant, the maid removed the chair, and as soon as I sat down, the food came out. look at that

Hyeon-jun smiled at the maid who was trying to explain the food and stopped by raising her hand.

“it’s okay. I want to have a quiet meal alone.”

“All right.”

Watching the maid leave in a controlled manner, Hyeon-jun picked up the tableware.

Meals were served very generously. Probably because they are from a knight family, they definitely eat a lot of meat.

‘She looks more like a soldier than a maid.’

Even the maid’s movements are unusual. While the family home is located in the middle of the city, it is really determined and fortified, and even the maids are no different from soldiers. In case of emergency, everyone in the mansion will pick up a weapon and fight.

‘… Let’s have a meal.’

Hyeon-jun erased useless thoughts and started to eat the food. I finished my meal right away, but after eating it, my stomach felt bloated.

“Whoa… .”

Hyunjoon buried himself deeply in the chair.

‘Can I continue to be friendly with the temple?’

Hyeonjun thought as he touched the necklace given to him by Edelia. You must have a deep bond with the nobility. How will the temple treat him?

‘…If we win, the protection of the temple in the Southern Kingdom will become unnecessary.’

Feeling bitter, Hyeon-jun looked for a way to survive and protect himself. To do that, you have to decide how to act.

He has clearly estranged himself from the orthodox faction, and some of the aristocratic faction do not like Hyeon-jun. The innovative faction has nothing to do with Hyeon-jun, but it is weak compared to the other two.

‘Orthodoxy is definitely the enemy.’

I don’t know who is behind this incident, but it would be incompatible with the orthodox faction. Hearing Dvan’s words, Hyeon-jun, who knew that the nobles of Scanden were orthodox, resolutely cut off the ties with the orthodox.

‘The noble faction has to bear the risk, but they can carry Turaion on their backs.’

There may be nobles who view Hyeon-jun negatively, but if Turaion, who is like a hearty bowl of soup, pushes Hyeon-jun’s back, he will be able to withstand the aristocrats’ checks. I can’t take back the credit for the subjugation of Tantares, but if it’s recorded, it’ll give me strength.

‘Innovators… . In the current situation, it’s best if you look at the political relationship alone.’

The innovative group did not stand up to Hyeon-jun at all. In addition, the innovative faction can use Hyeon-jun to dig up the political wounds of the orthodox faction, and prevent the aristocratic faction from gaining justification through Hyeon-jun with the temple on their back. In addition, the innovators can take the cause.

The temple cannot follow and protect Hyeon-jun, but as long as Hyeon-jun does not commit something to the point of having to return Karios’ armor, he will not throw him out. The temple doesn’t intervene in politics, but its halo is the best for justification. Because God exists and wields power.

‘The moment the identity of the person behind this incident is revealed, there is no choice but to see blood.’

He rescued the children, received Karios’ armor, and killed Tantares with the priest of Behbine. The shrine thinks that Hyun-jun is holding a sword for humanity. The temple will not directly criticize, but the pressure will certainly be applied.

‘I was thinking wrong. If the priest is not by your side, all the protection of the temple is useless. But if I survive, I can get my hands on a powerful cause at that moment.’

The temple’s protection is only meaningful when Hyeon-jun is alive, so what if he secretly assassinates and buries him? However, if Hyun-joon saves his life and publicizes the background, the opponent will suffer a huge political blow.

‘It shines only when nobles and royalty hold it in their hands.’

I tried to get the favor of the temple and stay away from the nobles, but it was all stupid. To be fully protected by the temple, you have no choice but to become a priest. To make full use of that protection, one must be politically active. How could a commoner hold onto and wield such a huge justification?

‘You stupid bastard… .’

Hyunjoon closed his eyes. After resting for a day and regaining his composure, the misjudgments and mistakes he had made were clearly visible. It was all thanks to Devan’s frankness and honesty.

‘Ha, kill a nobleman?’

You sick bastard! Even though you don’t have anything, you’re looking for a place to die by trusting only insignificant power!

Hyunjoon grabbed his face with his hands and giggled. killing nobles? Of course it is possible. However much! Now he has strength and confidence. However, if that happens, Hyeon-jun will lose the great cause without being able to wield it, and the protection of the temple will become useless. The soaring value of Hyun-joon will fall to the bottom at once.

‘…….’

He compared the power created by humans with the power of the gods and distanced himself from it, considering it insignificant. And it was only now that I realized how terrifying that power was. He is a man, and he is in a society made by man. Divine power is far away, but human power is near.

‘As soon as the background is revealed, you have to grab the rope straight away as a pure victim without doing anything.’

Hyunjoon lowered his hand holding his face. Contrary to my thoughts, however, I could understand but not understand his furious face and burning eyes.

‘Do I really have to suffer like this?’

You mean you can’t even take revenge with your own hands? What’s the use of this power if I can’t even protect myself?

‘I’m still too weak.’

It is pointless to be able to kill a noble. In order to stand tall with only arms, you must have unshakable and unshakable faith. The belief that you wouldn’t dare to touch him and survive.

‘Paladin… .’

yes, paladin. And those who say it’s the same. That huge power that is only one in the southern kingdom.

‘…Are they finally back?’

Karma! He returned to the same place again. No, he thought he had risen above, but he was still stuck in the abyss, and he needed karma to get out of there.

‘Don’t bow your head right now. But it won’t last long.’

Hyeon-joon clearly carved it into his heart with burning anger. But the cold, sinking reason whispered to him. Think of the future. Do not hurry up. These are the words I whispered to myself last night. Time is on my side.

‘There is work to be done before that.’

Hyeonjun closed his eyes while touching the necklace that Edellia gave him. Hyeon-jun let out a small sigh as he felt the touch that had now been polished by touching it so much. Hyeon-joon, who had let out a deep breath with a feeling of stuffiness, stood up.

‘It’s really an idiot that can’t be saved.’

How will the temple come out with what he will do from now on? I’m afraid to get kicked out by them. But now I have to make sure. Hyeonjun left the restaurant with a determined look on his necklace.

“Jun, the head of the household is looking for you.”

“yes.”

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After returning to his room and sitting silently for a while, Hyun-joon got up and left the room.

Hyeon-jun, who was guided by the attendant, seemed calm and comfortable, like a completely different person from the night before.

“Sit down.”

“yes.”

At Rivetran’s words, Hyeon-jun sat down. Like last night, Rivetran is in front of him, and Devan is beside him.

“You’ve regained your cool.”

“yes. Yesterday I was a bit excited. sorry.”

Devan grinned. Then, with dignity, he raised the cup, smelled the fragrance, and drank it as if wet his lips.

Rivetran lifted the cup as if drinking alcohol, gulped it down, and set it down.

“It was unknown who was behind the Ranchet Company. I can only guess that you are orthodox.”

It was indeed Devan’s motherly, stone fastball that was pierced right in the middle.

“We need to lend a hand to get information from the Ranchet Company in Lucan. Turaion, who has just spread his wings, has no power to grasp it alone. If I lend a hand, I will not be able to keep a secret about you.”

Devon added. It’s a real woman’s, real man’s way of speaking that really makes your hair dizzy.

“But I was able to catch the tail. There are people who remember Burgel’s face.”

Rivetran then placed a piece of parchment on the table. Hyeonjun took it and examined it.

“Are you Hennen, a vassal of the Taxis family?”

On the parchment, a snake wrapped around a spear, the pattern of the Henen family, was drawn, and it was written about Burgel’s contact with the Henen family.

“Apart from welcoming you as a guest, I must report this to His Excellency.”

“A vassal of Taxis has betrayed. It cannot be hidden.”

“…….”

Hyeonjun silently looked at the pattern.

“The Henen family will perish. I’m sorry for you, but I cannot allow a noble to die without due process within Taxis. The prestige of His Excellency and all the nobles in Taxis is at stake.”

Hyeonjun quietly put down the parchment and closed his eyes.

Rivetran drank the remaining tea at once like water and looked at Hyeon-jun silently before saying.

“Your vengeance has become impossible. Get out of Taxis tonight.”

“All right.”

Hyunjoon opened his eyes and spoke calmly. There was not the slightest expression on his face. There was no anger, discouragement, or resentment at not being able to take revenge.

Rivetran looked at the emotionless face and closed his eyes.

“I’m sorry.”

“no.”

Rivetran is the head of a family of knights, and she is also a warrior. She also harbors a burning flame in her heart that can only subside if she must take revenge with her own hands. Contrary to his expression, he is well aware that he harbors boiling anger and hatred.

“There’s nothing I can do for you even if I welcome you as a guest.”

“no. I got a very big one.”

At Devan’s words, Hyeonjun smiled and said. Devon also laughed at him. Hyeon-jun, who was caught up in the rage of the previous day and shimmered like a flame, was quite a decent guy, but Hyeon-jun, who regained his composure and composure, definitely felt like a treasured sword with the blade hidden at the right time, and I wanted to have it even more.

“Sorry. Are you sure you won’t come to House Turaion?”

“yes. I am thinking of going to the Benting Mansion.”

“Well, I have one daughter who is not married… .”

“Mother, Prinion is not yet ten years old.”

Hyeon-joon trembled in disgust at those words. Isn’t it crazy to try to marry a daughter who is not even 10 years old to herself who is in her 20s! I get knocked over!

“Hmm… .”

Rivetran looked at Hyeon-jun’s eyes sharply as if he was aiming for prey, and exhaled slowly. An awkward air flowed. Devan sighed and told Hyeonjun.

“You may as well go.”

“thank you.”

“…….”

Hyeon-jun jumped up, took a bow, and immediately left the drawing room and strode back to the room.

‘… … Aren’t you crazy?’

For Hyeon-jun, who lived in modern times, marrying a child under the age of ten was something he could not do even if he died. Regardless of the social point of view or morality, it is absolutely impossible for Hyeon-jun, who must protect a young child.

‘Let’s forget it.’

Hyeon-joon shook his head to get away from that horrible and terrifying thought and sat down in front of his desk. I have things to do now, and I can’t waste time.

Hyeon-jun opened the desk drawer and took out a pen and parchment. Then he grabbed the pen and laid it on the parchment. But I couldn’t be bothered to write. I’ve already made up my mind, but only the ink is smearing through the nib.

Hyeon-jun silently watched as the parchment was stained with ink, then closed his eyes, sighed, took out a new parchment, and grabbed the pen again. This time he hesitated for a moment, but soon his hand moved gracefully and he began to write.

***

Late at night, Bahanus, who had been sleeping, woke up, grabbed his spear and shield, and ran out.

Bahanus, who raised his divine power at once and took a stance in the light of the darkness, saw a person standing in the courtyard of the temple and stopped.

“Brother June… ?”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know where you were, so I had no choice but to call you in a slightly drastic way.”

Hyunjoon smiled and said. Bahanus took a deep breath and lowered his spear and shield. I knew that there was no way, but I was startled and broke into a cold sweat thinking that a beast or monster had invaded the temple.

“What are you doing at this late hour? And, just feel free to call me.”

Even though Bahanus had awakened him in a violent way late at night, he said with a friendly smile.

However, Hyeonjun smiled painfully at those words and shook his head.

“He sneaked into Taxis. And for the other priests… .”

Hyeon-jun chose his words for a moment, then lowered his head and said.

“I have no face with Priest Bahanus, but I wanted to say hello. I have a favor to ask of you.”

“Brother, what is it?”

Bahanus approached and carefully examined Hyeon-jun. Hyeon-jun stood still, then handed him a piece of parchment rolled up and tied with string.

“If you don’t mind, could you send this to Karios’ temple in Scanden?”

“of course. But brother, what happened? What the hell are you trying to do?”

Bahanus, who had a good sense of humor, could not fail to notice that Hyeon-jun had a problem in this situation. Bahanus held Hyeonjun’s hand and channeled his divine power. Hyeonjun closed his eyes and felt the warmth before speaking.

“There was an assassination attempt.”

“what…!”

When Bahanus tried to shout, Hyeonjun held his hand tightly.

Bahanus kept his mouth shut with a stiff face.