Reincarnated Dragon Goes to the Academy!

Chapter 101 : Resurrection Cult (2)

Allie, who had just entered the county estate, flinched at the sudden feeling of magic power.

'What? Who is it?'

Allie, who had turned her head in the direction where the magic power was felt, quickly rolled her eyes and began to look for the owner.

'That one?'

The person standing where Allie's eyes had stopped was none other than Lucas.

The enormous magic power emanating from the body of a boy who looked to be in his early teens at most was enough to surprise her.

"Huh!? Uh-oh!? That's about to explode!"

The magic power coming from the boy's body was on the verge of exploding.

She didn't know what had made the boy so angry, but the first priority was to stop him.

"Stop~"

Allie, who had quickly blocked Lucas's path, gently chided him.

"...What's this?"

"What do you mean, this? That's a harsh word! Our young master?"

No matter how angry he was, the word 'this' was enough to hurt Allie's feelings.

But what could she do, she had to stop him first.

"First, don't get angry. Huh?"

"Forget it, get out of the way. I'm going to kill these dog-like things here and see if the leader comes to resurrect them."

"Oh my, look at what he's saying."

Allie, who had blocked Lucas's path, calmly calmed him down.

Although the magic power of the boy in front of her was amazing, wasn't he the young master of the county she was putting her efforts into?

"You guys, go ahead and finish what you were doing."

Allie gestured with her hand to the priests who were standing there dumbfounded.

"Who do you think you are..."

"I said calm down."

Allie, who had placed her hand on Lucas's shoulder, gently pressed down on his magic power.

She was even thinking of using mana drain to take away his magic power if necessary.

'...A mage?'

But Lucas was not someone who lacked sense.

He didn't know who the woman who was pressing on his shoulder was, but it was certain that she was more skilled than him.

"You seem to have calmed down a bit?"

"Get out of the way."

"Oh my, the Count isn't like this, but the young master is quite hot-tempered."

Lucas's annoyed expression was nothing to Allie. After all, Lucas was just a mere human.

'How annoying.'

Lucas also knew. He couldn't fight and win against the woman in front of him right now.

If he were alone, he would have tried to fight her somehow, but now he had the children with him.

He couldn't put all the children in danger with his one wrong judgment.

"Rookie... calm down."

"Oppa..."

At the sight of Nella pulling on his hand, his mind instantly calmed down.

"Right. You must have been surprised. I'm sorry."

Lucas, who had gently stroked Nella's hair, turned his head and looked Allie up and down.

"Oh my... your gaze is so different."

Allie, who was covering her mouth with her hand and feigning innocence, resembled someone so much that it was annoying.

"Then I'll be going, young master? Don't get angry."

Allie, who had smiled brightly, disappeared into the county estate, following the priests, and Lucas let out a small sigh.

The Resurrection Cult. To be honest, he had no feelings when he had first heard of their existence.

But at the sight of them who had appeared before his eyes, he had become angry for some reason.

Perhaps because he knew that he would also become a god after this life ended, he strangely disliked them.

Arrogant humans who imitated a god.

Human religions had always appeared and disappeared.

And that religion had never been a threat to the gods.

That's why the gods didn't even care even if a new religion appeared.

But this time, it might be a little different.

Resurrection. If that was true, it was no different from invading the realm of the gods.

"...Let's go in."

The peaceful afternoon tea time had been shattered in an instant.

"Rookie. Instead of doing that, let's go out and play. I want to go to the square."

The other children also nodded their heads at Pola's suggestion.

"Right. Why don't we go out? You're not in a good mood, so let's go out and eat some skewers."

"Are you going to drink again this time...?"

At Nella's question, Skir frowned and retched, as if he had remembered what had happened a few days ago.

"Ugh..."

"Hahaha! You idiot. That's why I told you not to drink, right?"

Lucas also nodded his head at the instantly relaxed atmosphere.

"Right. Let's go out."

***

"Hello."

The priests who had entered the drawing room of the county estate smiled as if they had forgotten what had happened a little while ago.

"Yes. Please sit down."

The Count, who had offered the priests a seat, also smiled benevolently.

"May the blessing of Yante be with you..."

One of the priests, who had lightly taken the hand that the Count had held out, brought his forehead to his hand and said.

"Yante? What's that?"

It was Allie who had shown a question at the priest's greeting.

"My introduction was late. Thank you for your help a little while ago."

"Yes. By the way, what's Yante?"

"Ah... Yante is a word that refers to our leader."

"...Pfft."

Allie couldn't help but burst out laughing at the priest's answer.

"...?"

"Ah, I'm sorry. I was reminded of someone I know..."

In fact, it wasn't that she was reminded of someone she knew.

Allie just found the Resurrection Cult that had appeared this time so funny.

It wasn't just that they were imitating a god, but the way they acted as if they were something special was even cute.

"...Yes."

The priests' expressions were not good, as if they were offended by Allie's laughter.

"Ah, go ahead and talk. I'm the... finance minister? of Citata, so to speak."

As it seemed that he was trying to get rid of her by giving the Count a look, Allie quickly added.

"Yes. That's right. Allie-nim here is in charge of the finances of our Citata."

"Ah, is that so. Then..."

As Count Cibie also supported Allie's words, the priests nodded their heads as if they had no choice.

"It's just that our Resurrection Cult wants to build a church here in Citata."

"Hmm~ a church."

"Ahem... if you give us a place to build a church, our Resurrection Cult can build other facilities that will be helpful to Citata and can be helpful to the county."

"Hmm~ help."

Allie, who was tilting her head and adding a sound effect every time the priest's words ended.

Because of that, the priests' expressions were gradually hardening.

"What's wrong..."

"No. I was just listening and it was a little... so. It's helpful? You know what kind of place our Citata is, right?"

"...That's right."

"I don't know what kind of religion the Resurrection Cult is, but we have a lot of this."

Allie made a circle with her thumb and forefinger and shook it in front of them.

"Ahem..."

The Count felt a sense of embarrassment every time Allie did that.

"No, isn't it true? Count. We have a lot of money. Don't we?"

"T-that's true, but..."

"But these people are saying that if we give them our precious land, they'll build something else and repay us? Are they thieves?"

Every time Allie said a word, the priests' faces were turning ashen.

"H-hey..."

"Look. What is it? The Resurrection Cult or whatever, bring us something that will really be helpful."

At the sight of Allie, who had crossed her legs and was looking down at them, the priests also seemed to be very flustered.

"...Do you know what kind of work our Resurrection Cult is doing?"

"What kind of work. They're probably just luring people and taking their money."

At Allie's indifferent answer, the priest wearing a red sash shot up from his seat.

"Your words are too much!"

"Erenta-nim! Calm down!"

The man wearing a blue sash grabbed his arm.

"If you're going to be like that, then we have no choice. I'll tell Yante-nim that we can't build a church in Citata."

"Do as you please."

Allie also had nothing to be disappointed about.

Well, at first, she had thought that it would be okay for one religion to come in, but at the sight of those humans, she didn't want to do that anymore.

As the priests left the room, snorting, the Count looked at Allie with a blank expression.

"H-hey, Allie-nim?"

"Yes, Count?"

"Didn't you say you were going to let the Resurrection Cult into our territory...?"

"Hmm... I don't feel like it anymore. I don't like them. And the Count's son doesn't seem to like them either, does he?"

Allie, who had indifferently changed her crossed legs, began to tidy up the hangnail on her fingernail.

"...Pardon?"

"No, I saw him fighting with the Count's son in front."

"Pardon!?"

At Allie's words, the Count was on the verge of opening the door and chasing after them.

"Wow~ the Count's son was amazing, you know? They were all about to die, but I saved them and brought them in, didn't I?"

"T-that's what...!"

But at Allie's following words, his anger seemed to have subsided in an instant.

It seemed that as long as his son didn't get beaten up by someone, it was okay for a parent.

"I don't know. I don't know the details either, but the Count's son was very angry."

"Ahem! Then it's a good thing we didn't let them in. Our Lucas is not an angry child, although he is blunt! They must have done something wrong!"

The Count, who had clenched his two fists, looked at the door where they had left and then at Allie.

"Oh my, the Count really trusts his son. The young master is lucky."

"Ahem. It's true. How gentle our Lucas is."

The corner of the Count's mouth, who was carefully boasting about his son, twitched.

'...Crazy. He doesn't know his son at all.'

The corner of Allie's mouth also twitched for a different reason.

***

"Hey! You guys came out to play too?"

"We have to have a drink today too, right?"

The people they had run into when they had gone out to the square were none other than the members of the Blue Wolf Mercenary Guild.

They were always fine, even though they were drinking as if they had eight livers every day.

"Ah, and I have something to ask."

While the other members were approaching Skir and asking him to drink, the captain approached Lucas slightly.

"Yes. Go ahead."

"That... the hair growth product. Do you know where they sell it? I promised that bastard I'd buy it for him last time, but I can't find it anywhere."

"Isn't that all fake?"

"Sigh! Fake! And some woman said something useless to that bastard, so he's been looking dead for days!"

The captain, who had lowered his voice at Lucas's words, glanced around.

"...There isn't any?"

"Hmm. You know that inn we went to last time? If you go around the back, there's a small shop. What was the sign... anyway, there's a red brick building with a sign with small letters."

"Uh-huh."

"Go there and ask."

"Ooh, thank you."

The place Lucas had told him about was a shop that sold all sorts of miscellaneous goods.

But the owner's skill in picking out goods was quite good, and there were often good items, so Lucas also frequented that place.

For some reason, it seemed that the hair growth product the captain was looking for might be there. But Lucas also knew.

'All hair growth products are fake...'

The captain, whether he knew Lucas's thoughts or not, left to find the shop with a smiling face.

"Hey! You guys go ahead! I have to stop by somewhere."

"Captain! Then we'll be at the place we went to yesterday!"

"Right!!!"

The members who were shouting at the departing captain were already taking Skir with them.

Skir's gaze, who was looking back at the children, was clearly saying. Save me.

"Bye, Kir! Drink a lot today too!"

"Bye, oppa!"

Nella and Pola, who were even waving their hands.

Tears were even welling up in Skir's eyes as he looked back at them.

"You idiot. So why did you drink last time. Let's go too!"

"Sister, where are we going?"

"Hmm~ that's right?"

Pola and Nella, who were looking back at Lucas.

"Let's just go with Skir. We can eat something delicious at the next table."

"Ah, what! I shouldn't have said hello."

"Right. Let's go with him because he's pitiful."

Lucas and his group also ended up following Skir to the restaurant.

(End of Chapter)