When the rain beat down, it rained very hard.
Once, Sophie had been beaten like a drum.
It had been a sunny day. She had done a great job in applying her makeup, and she liked the clothes that she had picked out. It was a great day where she was about to head toward a hair saloon.
Everything had been great until that bastard had suddenly barged into her room.
"Kyahhk! You can't enter this place! This is a holy place where males are forbidden—"
"Step aside if you don't want to die."
"Kyahhk!"
Kwahng!
Sophie was surprised when the door suddenly burst open. Then, frightening her, a bald man entered through the broken door.
"My god! Where do you think this is? You can't just enter—"
Lee Gun kicked the next door.
Kwahng!
Sophie tried to close the door, but it was futile.
"I told you to go to the hospital as soon as possible." It seemed Lee Gun was pissed off about something. He took rapid steps toward Sophie.
Sophie immediately picked up a teacup with hot liquid in it. "How dare you! Get o—"
She didn't even get the chance to yell get out as Lee Gun grabbed her hair in one motion.
"Kyaahhk!"
Crash!
After grabbing Sophie, Lee Gun spoke, "Are you mad? You ordered your men to kill people who saved you? Moreover, you did so knowing they are recuperating in the hospital?"
Sophie was baffled. She had wondered why he had come here, but it had to do with the injured soldiers in the hospital. "They brought it all on themselves! I'm really busy right now... Let me go! You'll ruin my expensive hair!"
"Their legs will have to be amputated. They got injured saving you. You told them you will heal them, yet you bounced?" Lee Gun pulled at Sophie's hair as he exploded in anger.
"Kyahkkk!"
She felt as if her hair was about to be ripped away, so she yelled out loud, "Let me go! I have an appointment at a hair shop! Do you know how hard it was to get an appointment, fucking orc bastard!"
When she became hysterical, Lee Gun took off his mask. Sophie scrambled. Lee Gun's face was hard to look at. His skin was marred, and his face was smushed. He really looked like an orc. Sophie's histrionics lasted only a moment as her face was brought up in front of Lee Gun's face.
"You should come with me while I'm being nice." It was a threat. Lee Gun was implying he would make her face look like his if she didn't follow him.
In the end, the defiant Sophie had been beaten like a drum that day. She had been dragged to the hospital by her hair. She had tried crying, but he had been merciless.
***
The Saintess trembled as she remembered that incident. 'Why did that memory pop up!'
However, that wasn't important right now.
'My magical energy is being taken away...!'
To be precise, it was her Divine Status. She was the Chalice Bearer because she possessed the Divine power. She had no idea how, but the power that she had received from her god was flowing toward someone else. It was as if a snake was greedily drinking from the water jar after eating mutton.
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The Return of the Disaster-Class Hero
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