“Bring the silver bucket to offer holy water to Princess Keaton,” said the Pope.
“……To Princess Keaton?”
At the Pope’s words, Michael’s brow furrowed. That child, who had been glaring at me since earlier, seemed displeased with receiving the holy water as well.
‘It’s hard to live as a wicked woman.’
Everyone hates me. Even though I try to get used to it, it’s never easy.
「……Sorry.」
‘Forget it. Instead of apologizing, find a way to resolve this situation.’
Finding a solution to overcome this situation was more urgent than grumbling.
When Michael hesitated, the Pope asked him in a slightly lowered voice.
“Why. Is something wrong?”
“……No. I will prepare.”
In front of the Pope, even the strongest Paladin was no more than a mere priest. Michael, who had chosen the dazzling silver bowl and bucket next to the Pope’s room, approached us.
“Here it is, Your Holiness.”
“Thank you, Sir Michael.”
The Pope took the silver bowl and dipped it deep into the holy well. Soon, the bowl was filled with clear and spirited holy water.
‘That’s the holy water!’
An essential item when fighting zombies!
I desperately hoped that he would scoop a lot, but…… the Pope only disappointed me.
“Is this enough? For the Princess’s share.”
“……Yes?”
‘Is he joking?’
Compared to the bucket, the size of the bowl that the Pope extended was far too small. It was no bigger than a bowl used for side dishes at home, so I was shocked. The belly button was bigger than the belly.
“Now, take this and…….”
It was when the Pope was pouring the holy water into the bucket.
「Let’s show time!」
Zero’s voice rang out melodiously.
Only in my ears.
[System Manager Assistant NO.00000234232, commonly known as Zero, opens the system by request.] [System: Host buff activated!] [System Administrator’s function access: Inventory open!]
As Zero triggered the status window that only I could see, something strange happened.
“Oh my?”
“……What’s going on?”
There was not a single drop of the holy water that the Pope had poured into the bucket. It was as if it had evaporated into the air on the spot, with no trace left.
“Didn’t Your Holiness pour the holy water?”
“Well, I did. I must try again.”
The Pope, greatly flustered, poured the holy water into the bucket once more, but it was in vain again. There was no sound of the holy water filling the bucket.
‘This, this!’
‘It’s because of the inventory function!’
Whether my thought was correct or not, the gauge in the status window started to fill.
‘Wow.’
The description of the holy water appeared when I clicked on its icon in the inventory with amazement.
[Holy water of the Papacy: Sacred water imbued with divine power. Paralyzes zombies and other evil creatures with a 90% probability.]Hamster assistant Zero boasted.
「Ahem. I put some effort into it.」
‘Good job, Zero!’
He applied the game system I used to see in the message board here!
With this, I could properly take care of the holy water for the soldiers’ share.
I feigned ignorance and asked the Pope.
“Oh my, wasn’t the holy water something that only Your Holiness could scoop? But it’s not scooping like this……. ”
Leaving my sentence hanging, I instilled doubt, and the simpleminded Michael next to me raised a question as well.
“Princess Keaton is right. If there’s a problem with scooping the holy water, it means that Your Holiness’s divine power may have fallen or been tainted with negative energy.”
Though it was a textbook answer, the Pope’s pride seemed hurt, and he snapped.
“Are you saying that I have fallen, Sir Michael? That’s harsh.”
“I did not mean to insult Your Holiness. I was just worried about you…….”
“I don’t want to hear it! The same goes for the Princess.”
The Pope, knowing that he was an ambitious and corrupt human, thrust the silver bowl at me with his face turning red.
“If you doubt my qualifications as Pope, Princess, then scoop the holy water yourself and fill the bucket. No matter how much you take, I will not interfere.”
Goodness, what luck is this?
‘Heard that, Zero? Make sure to apply the Possessor’s buff properly.’
“I got it. Then you’ll be able to directly take the Holy Water, so I’ll open up the job characteristics.”
‘Eh? What job characteristics?’
“If you want to solve the zombie situation in these times, shouldn’t you become at least a Holy Woman?”
Huh? A Holy Woman? Me?
‘I never wished for something like that……!’
Paaah.
[Opening the Possessor’s job characteristics.] [‘Elizabeth Keaton’ is reclassified from a wicked woman to a Holy Woman.]
Damn it.
The moment I was trying to scoop water with a silver bowl, a bright light gushed from the spring, and my hair and body slightly floated as if in a zerogravity world.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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