Me, a priest? How could that be!

Chapter 14 The breasts of the goddess Eris are padded.

Charlotte always felt that work is work and life is life, just like the staff dressed as clowns, who don't keep putting on exaggerated performances after get off work.

But after putting on the priest's robes, he felt even his soul had become nobler. That's the power of "clothes"!

"Um."

The old man nodded in satisfaction.

The young man in front of me was wearing the priest's robes that the church had just issued. Although they were just ordinary clothes, they fit his tall and slender figure perfectly. Paired with his well-defined face, he was so handsome that it was hard to look away.

Coupled with his slightly nervous and reserved expression, it reminded him even more of his own naive self when he first came to the church.

The old man asked, "How are you feeling?"

"Not bad?"

Charlotte tugged at his clothes. Whether in that world or this one, this was the first time he had ever worn a priest's robe, and it wasn't even cosplay. It was surprisingly novel.

"What about skills?"

"...It still doesn't work."

Joining the church doesn't mean you have to dedicate yourself to it and become a priest. Charlotte agreed simply because he couldn't learn the next skill and wanted to try something out.

Yes.

He's stuck on the progress again.

Even though he had completely mastered the healing technique, his other skills remained stagnant. This made Charlotte wonder if some kind of role-playing level was required to unlock them, like in some novels.

Unfortunately, that's not the case.

"Where exactly did things go wrong?"

"What's wrong? You look troubled..."

"Chris?"

"Hello everyone, I'm here to have some fun! Hey, Charlotte, are you wearing your priest's robes? You look surprisingly good! You look quite respectable!"

Chris, whom we haven't seen in a long time, has arrived.

She hasn't shown up for a long time since she brought me here; she's probably really busy.

"Let me correct you." Charlotte straightened his collar and said rather proudly, "Looking like a decent person is a derogatory term, and I am naturally handsome and dashing, so I am not suitable to be described with such words."

"But the two times I saw you before, I was either almost torn into pieces by a giant toad or chased by a beginner killer. I didn't feel that way at all."

Chris covered her mouth to hide her smirking expression, but her teasing, crescent-shaped eyes betrayed her true feelings.

Charlotte immediately shrugged in frustration.

"Alright, alright, everyone has their bad days, it's okay," Chris comforted him, then asked, "So, you've become a priest of the church? Why did you look so troubled just now?"

"No, actually... well, actually I can't learn any priest skills other than healing. Although I don't think there's anything wrong with it, the old man seems to have a headache, and I'm just cooperating with him in his experiments." Charlotte hesitated for a moment before telling her the truth.

"Yes, I see."

Chris nodded.

It was a real surprise; I thought she would laugh at me, but she didn't at all. On the contrary, she had an expression that said, "I knew it."

Charlotte blinked and asked, "Chris, do you know something?"

"My profession is thief, how would I know? But I have heard others say it, really just hearsay!"

Chris kept emphasizing, as if she were covering something up. To be honest, she was overdoing it, leaving herself vulnerable.

However, it's also possible that Charlotte was viewing things from God's perspective. After all, no one could have imagined that the flat-chested, silver-haired thief in front of them was actually the goddess of fortune from heaven.

"What is it?"

"It's about faith. Many priests were initially unable to use their skills. They clearly knew how to use them, but they just couldn't get them to work. After they joined the church and worshipped the goddess, they were able to use them smoothly once they became clergy."

Just like the old man said.

Charlotte was the same; after joining the Church of Eris, she learned the most basic priestly skill, healing magic, and she couldn't learn the later skills because her faith wasn't strong enough.

Only with sufficiently devout faith can one learn more advanced skills, which is quite similar to the setting in other novels.

Charlotte sighed.

"It's a belief, then there's nothing we can do."

"What?"

"Because I have never seen the goddess Eris, I have absolutely no feelings for her, let alone praying to her statue and being unable to get out."

"Why does this sound so off?"

Chris rolled her eyes dramatically.

She knew that modern people lacked faith, and that few people had any respect for gods due to the times. On her way to church, she even saw a water goddess being insulted by a hero.

The reason is that the other party drank too much bubble wine last night and didn't pay attention when building the wall today.

A goddess building a wall?

I can't help but lament the decline of morality and the coldness of human nature.

"Chris? Hey, Chris!"

"Sorry, sorry, I was spacing out. Did you just say something?"

"I feel more connected to praying to Chris than to the statue of the goddess."

"……ah!?"

"Chris saved me twice, and even found someone to teach me priesthood skills. She's kind, beautiful, and has a good personality... Chris, you are my goddess."

"How could that be? That's an exaggeration!"

Chris scratched the faint scar on her cheek.

As a goddess, she hears countless praises from believers every day, but Charlotte's praise is clearly different. It's not because she hears it in person or because it's sincere, but because she has truly helped the other person.

I'm in a great mood indeed!

"It's just that I'm not broad-minded enough. It's okay, Chris, don't be discouraged. I can accept a reserved heart."

"I'm going to get angry!"

My joy instantly plummeted to rock bottom.

"But if this continues, I might switch sides," Charlotte said, stroking her chin and looking at the portrait of Eris hanging in the church. "Those full breasts are really bothering me... Chris, do you think Eris is that big?"

"Yes!...Yes, I think so?"

Chris answered without hesitation at first, but then her eyes darted away, avoiding his gaze. This kind of thing could fool believers, but it wouldn't be good to fool herself.

Charlotte suddenly shouted.

"Okay, it's decided!"

"What?"

"To avoid being tempted by those ample breasts, I've decided to memorize that spell—Eris's breasts are padded!"

"No, that's not true!!"

Chris screamed in fury.

Charlotte pretended to be startled and looked at her blankly, saying, "What's wrong, Chris? This is a church, after all. It's not good to shout like that."

"You know it's the church, right? Slandering the goddess like this will bring divine retribution!" Chris pouted, glaring at him with teary eyes, looking like she was about to cry.

No, no.

They went too far with the teasing.

"Haha, sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to." Charlotte clasped her hands together and quickly apologized. "Actually, I had some guesses about what Chris was talking about regarding faith, which is why I did it."

"real?"

"real."

"...I'll believe you for now," Chris said reluctantly. "So what's your guess? Based on your answer, I'll consider whether or not to take action."

At this moment, she completely placed herself in the position of a goddess, clenching her fair fists in a charmingly innocent manner, looking like she was about to cause trouble.

Charlotte first distanced herself before explaining, "I just think this might be similar to a GalGame."

"How is that possible?"

Klee denied it without hesitation.

"I can only say they look very similar."

Charlotte shrugged matter-of-factly.

According to the old man and Chris, believers offer their faith to the goddess, and the goddess reciprocates with skills. The deeper the believer's faith, the more powerful the skills they can learn.

Isn't this just a visual novel where you unlock more poses as the heroine's affection level increases?

After hearing the explanation, Chris began to doubt Shen Sheng. She had never thought there was such an explanation, but it sounded surprisingly reasonable. For a moment, she didn't know whether to accept it or deny it.

"Of course, it doesn't matter if I guess wrong. To be honest, my idol is a legendary mage named Gandalf. Although his profession is a mage, apart from the most basic Light spell, he put all his points into swordsmanship, making him a true melee mage!"

He was trying to justify himself.

Chris paused for a moment, then said, "Oh, I thought you said that because you weren't intelligent enough to learn other priest skills smoothly."

"...If you don't bring up intelligence, we can still be good friends."

The newlywed priestess, who had just been talking eloquently, suddenly broke down, and the church was filled with the cheerful and triumphant laughter of the girls.

It was also on this day.

Charlotte learned the priest's new skills.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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