Somebody Stop the Pope – 161



Episode 161

5.

What is a master?

It is a word used with the same meaning as teacher.

That is it means a being that teaches someone.

If you approach it from that perspective.

“So I’m your master?”

“Yes! Although we have different beliefs Master taught me the goal of life! I have always wanted to see you Master.”

If I had taught this guy something it wouldn’t be strange at all for him to be called Master.

Just one thing.

“I’m seeing you for the first time today.”

Except that this is our first meeting.

I don’t know if I’ve ever taught this guy but this guy is a face I’ve never seen before.

“My name is Grace Barkley. Feel free to call me Grace! Or you can call me Disciple.”

“No so why am I your master….”

“wait a minute!”

Grace took something out of the bag she was holding.

The identity of what popped out of the bag was simple.

“I have collected articles about Master.”

As she said I have been saving articles about me but what is unique is that all of the articles I have saved were written in Korean.

If you look closely you’ll see that she’s been speaking in Korean for a while now.

Are you fluent in Korean?

“I’ve been enjoying K-pop since I was little. That’s why I speak Korean really well. Isn’t that amazing Master?”

Grace who chatters nonstop.

I left her behind for a moment and checked the articles.

“Pope Kim Si-woo of the Limen Church who steps forward and purges the villains!”

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“Is there a secret to the training of the Limen Sect?”

“In-depth coverage of the Limen Church training center.”

“Luna Reventon of the Limen Sect: ‘It is our mission given to us by Limen to directly punish evil.’”

Most of these articles were reported by reporters from Sejong Ilbo.

Especially the article about that training camp.

These were articles covering the main training that our church’s first and second batch students receive and why they receive such training.

“Of all of them I was most impressed by what Master said. There is no compromise with evil. The only thing that is allowed to evil is a miserable end!”

“…Did I say that?”

“It said so in the article! Oh and I’m an official Remen subscriber.”

Grace said so and took out her smartphone to show her subscription list.

Even that subscription list was unusual.

All kinds of YouTube channels related to our church or me such as “Official Remen” “Weekly Kim Si-woo” and “People Living in the Holy Land.”

“Look Master. I have also acquired this.”

She wrapped her nails in divine power and then immediately cut the back of her hand.

I was almost taken aback by her sudden outburst but I quickly realized why she did that.

“hmm?”

The wound healed in an instant.

When I saw the divine power that had gathered momentarily near her wound I could confirm that the use of the divine power was quite natural.

Strengthening one’s own healing power through divine power.

It was one of the methods of utilizing divine power taught to new trainees at the training center.

It is true that divine power basically increases the user’s recovery power but sufficient training was required to demonstrate such rapid recovery power.

“You learned this yourself?”

“I didn’t learn it on my own. I analyzed things like YouTube articles and internet articles related to the Limen Sect. I completely agree with Master’s theory that there is no method as effective as physical force.”

“She’s a smart girl. Have you heard about the performance that Miss Siu showed in Monaco?”

“I don’t know.”

“They say she ran wild with thorns stuck all over her body. They even say she’s the reincarnation of Joan of Arc.”

“That’s too much for me. I didn’t even touch Fenrir’s body. I just cleaned up the pyramids.”

It’s only been about half a year since the Divine Series players first appeared in earnest.

Even the first batch of trainees from our school wouldn’t think of being put into a national crisis-level battle to subdue the demons but this guy got to that position through self-study.

Even if we benchmarked our church’s training methods if we have grown to this level without anyone to guide us we can only conclude one thing.

“He was a genius.”

This guy is a genius.

It was natural that he was chosen as a prophet and the grace granted as a prophet was likely related to battle.

It’s almost like a high-potential gem has learned how to process itself.

It was only then that I realized why the look in his eyes seemed familiar.

“…This is totally Luna.”

Of prophetic origin.

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Top-tier ability to use divine power.

Top-tier combat ability.

And then there’s the beak that keeps on twitching.

That’s right Luna Mk.2.

“You sent your doppelganger to America because you left him in Korea? How evil of you….”

“The person I respect the most after my master is Lord Luna Reventon. How did you know? As expected of our master. He is truly amazing.”

Grace smiled brightly. Then she sat down next to me her eyes sparkling.

“I also quietly cut down half of the villains in Italy before I left this time. Please praise me Master.”

“The villain is best folded in half… Aside from that you’re Catholic. Are you going to convert?”

“That’s not true. I’m a Catholic to the core. I always thank God for giving me this ability.”

“Look carefully. Let’s say I’m your master. Would you accept that?”

With this level of talent he will soon rise to become a great level Awakener. No even with this level alone he is already talented enough to be noticed as a top prospect.

That is we are destined to be like oil and water unable to mix.

But then again completely unexpected words came out of Grace’s mouth.

“Our Pope likes it. Oh and by now the temple of the Limen sect should have been contacted as well…”

When I say ‘our Pope’ I mean the Catholic Pope. It’s awkward when I talk to priests or whenever I see someone else referred to as the Pope.

That was when.

Tiring ringing …

My smartphone rang at just the right time. The caller was Archbishop Lapart.

I answered the phone with a trembling expression.

“hello.”

– A personal letter from His Holiness the Pope has arrived from the Vatican. I will take a picture of the contents of the letter and send it to you.

A short while later a photo containing a personal letter was delivered from Archbishop Laparte.

“We didn’t know that Master would attend this forum. If I had known I would have brought the letter myself.”

A personal letter written by the Pope himself.

The contents of the letter written in soft handwriting were summarized as follows.

[I ask the Pope of the East Grace to teach me about the divine power. I will also pay for the training sufficiently. I look forward to many exchanges in the future.]

And the approximate cost is written below.

After checking the cost I immediately turned my head and looked at Grace. Then I smiled kindly.

“It’s nice to meet you disciple.”

“Yes Master! I will work hard as a disciple!”

It was too much of a sum to refuse.

6.

The new disciple was assigned a room in a hotel.

I also thought a lot about my relationship with the Vatican but since they extended a hand first I decided to gladly take it.

Perhaps sending Grace to our side for training would have quite a political significance.

Could this be a message that the Vatican will not be hostile to our church?

“Aha if you apply force like that you can fold it nicely. Death penalty.”

“You have to control your strength well because if you’re not careful only the bones will stick out. It requires delicate technique.”

“I will always keep that in mind.”

An everyday conversation between Leo and Grace.

…Maybe it’s just that he was a difficult character to handle so they just passed it on to us.

Of course a crazy person is a crazy person because he teaches well.

If you look at it that way is it like the Vatican threw a bomb at our church and is saying they want to be hostile?

I don’t know.

“But disciple.”

“Yes Master.”

“Where on earth did those words ‘Master’ and ‘Death penalty’ come from?”

Grace has been calling me master for a while now and she has been calling Leo death row.

“Isn’t that what they call it in the East Master?”

“Where did you learn it?”

“In a martial arts novel.”

“I learned about Eastern culture through martial arts novels.”

“It was fun.”

“It’s fun.”

It was a character that was a pain in many ways.

I am of Catholic descent and would like to receive education in the Limenistan Order.

A Westerner who uses the title of a Korean martial arts novel.

If he continued to grow like this it was clear that he would become a person who would cause chaos on par with Luna.

But what can I do? I’ve already agreed to receive the money.

Since we paid enough money for them they are already our precious family members.

It doesn’t really matter whether you call Leo a death row inmate or Luna a private inmate as long as they agree.

Besides Leo didn’t seem to dislike Grace who was trying to befriend him by calling him death row.

“Let’s move together in this Awakened Forum and go together when we return to Korea. Until then you can learn mainly from Leo. Leo is also good at teaching.”

“Yes! I will soak it up like a sponge!”

Those dangerous eyes half passion and half madness mixed together.

I’m secretly looking forward to seeing what kind of chemistry we’ll have when we meet Luna.

I looked at Grace and let out a small sigh.

And Aiden who was watching the scene with a smile said something while drinking whiskey.

“It’s nice to see you accepting disciples. It suits you quite well.”

“Don’t be sarcastic.”

“I will be staying in Korea anyway so if you need help just let me know.”

“I decline your help.”

If you add even a spoonful of Aiden a truly unmanageable monster might emerge.

“By the way the atmosphere here is nice.”

I nodded my head as I looked at the huge banquet hall in front of me.

This is where I arrived after finishing my trip to LA with my family.

The banquet hall of an old-fashioned hotel where a banquet hosted by the Awakened Forum is scheduled to take place.

The atmosphere felt from the entrance was very artistic.

“It’s so bloody. How many people are going to die?”

“When it was held in France last year there were actually a few deaths at the banquet.”

“Really? You guys are such artists with such a bad temper.”

“Since we came here with the pride of each group we would rather fight than be ignored. We will also need to seize the initiative. But don’t worry. We have no intention of responding lukewarmly like the Europeans.”

Aiden is the type of person who would rather drink from a bottle in the comfort of his room than in a banquet hall like this.

When Aiden was seen attending such an event in person it seemed that he had been given separate orders to maintain order.

“This place smells like blood. Isn’t drinking in a place like this a warrior’s pastime?”

…or not.

It seems like they just came to watch the fight.

Aiden burst into hearty laughter then glanced at me and said

“You are the main character today.”

“why?”

“Everyone will be curious. Since you’re a new Irregular. Your personality. They’ll want to explore all of that. This is how it’s supposed to be done.”

“That’s right Master. Everyone will only be conscious of you.”

In short it is a place where exploration takes place.

It was the same during the last Northeast Asia Exchange Festival and the meaning of the banquet seems to have changed a lot.

“Siu I’ll give you a good tip.”

“I’ll listen to it first.”

“If you pick a fight fold it in half. It’s okay if you make a face.”

“Can you do that in your living room?”

“I’m saying this because it’s the living room. You can run wild as much as you want. Then won’t they listen to you?”

I just shrugged my shoulders in response to Aiden’s words.

“I thought you were going to do that anyway?”

“…Is that so?”

“of course.”

What do you see me as?

That’s how my international debut began.

Our Pope please stop this