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52 – 7. Where the Treasure Rests (9)-Death.

The girl ran to the bishop’s study as if being chased and knocked on the door.

“Bishop Ofinyu…?”

With no answer, she cautiously went into her study.

‘The door…Is it just open? Didn’t he come back…?’

The girl looked around her study as if possessed. She could be said to be the closest to the bishop, and even she herself had never been there before.

‘As expected… This place is a bit small.’

Old books crammed into bookshelves, an old wooden table and candles.

It was a modest room to be called the study of a bishop-level person in the Holy Land.

Compared to her own room, it is infinitely small and shabby, but strangely reassuring.

‘The bishop will definitely take my side.’

I was convinced of that. A bishop like her mother would surely defeat those who were angry with him. You will rebuke

Because you love me more than anyone else..!

The girl who found her peace of mind started looking around her room again. Soon she was able to find a picture.

An old but neat photo in a table drawer.

The girl carefully took out her picture.

“……This.”

In her picture, a beautiful woman with purple hair was carrying her tearful sleeping child on her back.

The bishop’s eyes looked very happy as he looked at the little child.

Writing was written in the margin above the photo.

Although it is old, the writing has not yet lost its power. The girl slowly read the text in her picture.

-The place where the treasure rests.

“Black…”

If you think about it, it is clear that the bishop wanted to save the holy power for himself.

She willingly reached out for others, and the result of her pride was people’s hatred.

Above all, there was no way that Bishop Ofinyu was unaware of the situation in which Seongguk was using the girl to make money for her.

Her bishop was the only one for her when everyone else in her was trying to build herself up and take advantage of her.

The girl once again realized the sincerity of her bishop.

Bishop Ofigne said he obviously loved him.

‘I don’t even know that, I’m like an idiot…’

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry I didn’t listen.

The girl spat out while wiping her tears.

After admiring her picture for quite some time, she put it down and began to rummage through her padlocked lower drawer.

Because I wanted to see more. The Bishop must have hidden more old photos!

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“What’s your password? 1111? 0000? ? Bishop’s birthday?”

Everything is wrong. It’s a waste.

‘The bishop can’t be as simple as me!’ There’s no time…!’

It is not the bishop’s birthday, nor the anniversary of the Holy Kingdom, nor the day when the Lord God descended. The girl began to use her brain, which she did not roll, even when learning her theology.

“Could it be my birthday…? Eh~ That’s a bit embarrassing…”

Clap.

“Really?!”

Her startled start, she opened her drawer and found her notebook.

Compared to the previous photo, the dusty one must have been older.

‘It’s a diary..? Can’t I see it?’

The girl put her hands together and offered a prayer of repentance to the Lord.

And she immediately opened the diary.

-October 25th.

I’m glad the child is growing up so well. The only problem is that I’m not ashamed.

“Hmm…”

The girl who was looking at her diary left and right, was hanging in her ear before she knew it. It feels like people’s criticism and the cardinal’s threats have been resolved at once.

She happily flipped through her bookshelves and finally opened her final chapter. She was in reverse order of time, so she probably wrote it the day she first met her.

‘What do you think he used? It was cute again, but he didn’t use a lot..’

Her hand holding her diary stopped. The movement of the pupils, which were free, also stopped. Her body stopped.

The girl’s whole world stopped for a moment.

-I killed this child’s parents.

I will never forget this day.

She said that the child had done something when he was a thief. She has to pay for her lies.

That’s what the Heretic Questioner is like.

All I can do is live for this child.

Obviously. I will not be able to go to the Lord’s side.

“What…”

No matter what happens, there is a price.

The price of trust is the sense of collapse that comes when trust is broken.

The fear of losing trust.

Anxiety that makes you doubt the existence of faith.

“It can’t be. It can’t be…”

The girl struggled to smile. She forcibly raises the corners of her mouth, but her eyebrows are infinitely lowered, resulting in a contradictory expression.

Which aspect of the bishop is real? A benevolent religious person? A murderer who killed innocent people?

Anyone who knows Bishop Ofinho’s sincerity is Bishop Ofinho. She is only her

Because she couldn’t possibly know what the truth of the person she had trusted all her life was.

I can’t believe any of that.

“Wooooow…!”

The girl vomited up the food she ate yesterday.

She still had the corners of her mouth raised miserably, and smiled as the Bishop had informed her.

A different kind of liquid than the tears shed before will flow.

Is faith worthless?

Is faith really that cruel?

What is faith? Faith is. What does ‘believe’ mean?

“No… The bishop can’t be like that… The bishop can’t be that kind of person… No!!”

The string of reason she was barely holding on to broke and she tore at her beautiful pale pink hair.

While also screaming.

“What happened?!”

Bishop Ofigne appeared in front of the screaming girl.

Embarrassed by the look of her girl, she opened her mouth.

“Did you see that…?”

“… Ha.”

In the midst of all this, you can barely ask such a question.

Now you can be sure which one is the truth.

She glared coldly at the bishop with all her might.

The man who had been calm all his life flinched.

“Let me ask you one thing. Which one is real?”

“Oh, I…”

“Is the ‘bishop’ who preached God’s mercy to me real, or the ‘murderer’ who killed my parents… Say that right away. Right now.”

The bishop’s eyes began to tremble violently, as if he were going to cry. After taking a deep breath, she opened her mouth to her child.

“Yes. I killed your parents.”

“…hahahaha.”

“Honey. Listen to me just once, just once. It sounds like an excuse, but…”

The Bishop raised her body and came to her girl.

The girl bit her teeth.

“Don’t come close to me!!”

Every time I think of that day, I always think of this.

Why did the divine power, which was thought to be unusable anymore, burst out at that moment?

Why, why. Could it be that you, who had been fatally wounded by me, protected me from the fallen bookshelf?

You didn’t even love me.

A big explosion occurred.

The girl closed her eyes as she watched the debris fall on her. However, nothing was right about it.

“Haa…Ha…”

Her bishop, whose abdomen had been pierced through, stood above her, blocking the remains of her. Even in the midst of the books that I loved so much.

The bishop only had his own treasure in his eyes.

Her eardrums were ruptured by the explosion, and she lost her hearing. So she couldn’t understand what Opinu was talking about.

“Heretic… Killing countless people as a Heretic Inquisitor, I thought I wanted to die every day.”

“Blood, it bleeds..! I can’t hear what you’re saying..!”

“Oh, how happy I was to meet you, I even thought I wanted to live this hellish life again.”

Seeing her confusion, the bishop suppressed her laughter.

We keep our will to live with all our remaining strength. The blood flowing down her abdomen was enough to clear her mind.

“It’s fortunate. It doesn’t look like you’re seriously hurt. Thank you. Thank you, Lord.”

“Bishop..! Let go of this right now! Leave this and go to the priest and get treatment first..!!”

Her words did not reach the girl. She was only worried about the bishop.

Why do I feel this way toward the person who was madly angry until now?

I don’t know about that.

I just hope you don’t get sick.

I just hope the bishop doesn’t suffer.

I just hope my mother won’t be sad.

It’s contradictory, but I hoped with the truth.

Opinyu put a picture in her hand as she struggled downstairs.

That’s the picture.

-The place where the treasure rests.

“Saying goodbye… Seems like an overkill for a wicked man like me. Child. Listen carefully. There must be an aunt in the garden we used to go to together.”

“I can’t hear anything..! Jeong, Jung-won, Mrs..?”

“Go and ask for help. I entrusted the money for my future life to him.

“If you stay still, the cardinal will kill you. Not as much as that.”

Bishop Ofigne spoke again slowly until the girl fully understood what she was saying.

Then she nodded her head and smiled again in satisfaction.

At some point, the wreckage on the opinyu increased. As usual, she would not have been able to move, but it was too much for her with her mortal wounds.

“Oops… I’m running out of time right now, kid. Listen carefully.”

“Hey… hehehehe…”

The smaller the trembling voice became, the louder the girl’s cries became.

“God always believes in you and loves you.”

“Don’t die, Bishop… I, I did wrong. I…”

“No. You didn’t do anything wrong. I, and Lord.. Lord, know that fact.. It’s just, it’s just that the time for parting has come.”

Opinyu squeezed out his last strength to withstand the weight of the falling wreckage.

Eventually the girl was able to pull her body completely out of her wreckage.

It was only then that the bishop relaxed as if he was relieved.

“Wow, I wanted to see you even get married..”

“I’m out..! I’ll take it out, so please wait! If you have a little time..!”

Just before the rubble piled up, the eyes of the girl and the bishop met.

When did you grow up like this?

She wanted to reach out to the girl, but her remains prevented her from doing so.

There was nothing Opinyu could do except laugh.

So she laughed. A genuine smile is always a beautiful thing.

“If there is a next life… I… Want to see you again… Can you… Trust me?”

Tears filled the girl’s eyes.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t overcome the weight of the piled up rubble.

“My… Treasure.”

The rubble fell.

Opinyu is dead.

Not as the Heretic Inquisitor of the Holy Kingdom, nor as a bishop.

To save my beloved daughter.

Died as a parent of a child.