The Villains I Taught Became Heroes

Sowol sat at the desk at the church during vacation.

There were heaps of documents she needed to check.

“If I’m the Saint, shouldn’t I just be the church’s pretty face? Why am I buried in all this paperwork?”

“You’re just that good at your job!”

Her maid and advisor, Laila, replied while scrutinizing the documents.

And she was right. As the heir of the Eastern Trading Company, she was quite sharp, and the church had no intention of reducing her to just a pretty face.

Thus, she had to cut down on her time with Lee Hyun, and she sighed, stroking her beautiful face.

“Should I just quit everything…?”

“Oh my! That doesn’t sound half bad!”

Sowol became a Saint to help Lee Hyun wipe out the Asura sect.

Now that she had obliterated those Asura members, did she really need to stay in the role of a Saint?

“Haah…”

Yet, being the diligent person she was, she couldn’t just throw her work away.

Finally, while grumbling and reading through the documents, she focused on one in particular.

“What’s this…?”

“Oh. That’s a request from the Ivory Tower asking for the items and information that the Asura sect had.”

After the Asura sect had been destroyed, the church took control of everything they owned.

Since all of it was related to heretics, it was stored in the deepest vault of the church under strict supervision, and now they wanted it back.

Any other clergyman would have scoffed, but Sowol raised an eyebrow.

After all, this request had come from the colorless chamber of the Ivory Tower.

“Why is Lena asking for this?”

“Who knows? Maybe she’s trying to research the Asura sect. If that’s the case, she’ll need the church’s assistance.”

“Hmmm…”

Sowol stared at the document and abruptly got to her feet.

Even with so much work, when she stepped out, Laila let out a sigh like the world had ended.

Sowol didn’t care whether her advisor would have to work late today.

Her only focus was singular.

The Asura sect.

“Saint, why have you come here?”

“I believe there are remnants of the Asura sect being held here?”

“Yes. The religious trial hasn’t started yet…”

“Then I’ll take a quick look.”

“Understood.”

As the heavily locked iron gate swung open, the underground prison came into view.

The captured Asura members hurled curses at Sowol, but she, being Lee Hyun’s disciple, had the ability to just brush off the taunts.

“Is this the place?”

Stopping at where one of the Asura sect’s archbishops was detained, she confidently opened the door.

The inquisitors were waiting inside with sharp blades, presumably having been torturing him.

“Saint, you’ve arrived.”

“Did you invite me to personally interrogate him?”

Normally, they wouldn’t show such gestures towards a Saint, but Sowol was the Sword Saint.

She’d fought her way through heretics herself.

Not the type to flinch at a little blood, so the inquisitors pointed their sharp blades at her.

“Thank you. I just have a few questions, so I’ll return him shortly.”

Breathing heavily, the archbishop finally raised his head.

Sowol met his gaze filled with malice and hatred and plunged the dagger into his thigh.

“Ggaaah!!”

“Stop pretending that hurts. Let’s ask some questions first. What do you know about dimensions?”

“G-guhahaha… Curious, are we? I might not tell you.”

“Hmm.”

“If you suck my… hem…”

“Shall I cut it off?”

“Ummm, that’s not necessary.”

Sowol smiled sweetly and pulled out a vial.

To the archbishop’s confusion, she gave him a charming grin.

“This is a drug made by the Ivory Tower’s yellow chamber. It enhances sensitivity, designed to heighten pleasure during sexual intercourse…”

“Ugh. You filthy whore! You crave pleasure that badly?”

“Pleasure from someone I like is nice. But that’s beside the point. This is a failure. It increases sensitivity too much. Did it increase by about thirty times?”

“And so? You want me to spread my legs before you?”

“No.”

Sowol grabbed his jaw.

Then, forcing him to swallow the drug, she lightly grazed his skin with the sharp blade.

“Gaaaah!!!”

“I’ll be using this for torture.”

With a bright smile, Sowol continued to slice at him while the drug took effect.

The archbishop screamed in agony as if undergoing the worst tortures of hell but trembled as he glared at Sowol.

“What! What do you want!!”

“About the dimensions. How did you find the Asura?”

“Ha… Hahaha… You fool… I can’t tell you… Gaaah!!!”

“Do you want to keep being tortured by that fool?”

“Gah! Fine! Just stop with the drug! Just kill me!!”

Spitting hate towards the priest healing him, he glared at Sowol as if wanting to kill her.

But in the end, he had no choice but to speak.

“There was a time when all dimensions were opened. At that time, Asura came here and left their mark! We accessed his intentions using that!”

As he rambled about the doctrine related to the Asura sect, Sowol, being sharp, was able to grasp the basic idea.

The traces of Asura had existed in this world, which allowed them to find him.

“So how did they open the dimensions?”

“That was done by the great Asura himself. We merely paved the way!”

Using the traces while the world was filled with chaos, calling upon him was all they did.

Crossing dimensions was purely Asura’s power, he begged and pleaded.

Listening to his words, Sowol pondered deeply before rising from her seat.

“Thanks for your hard work, everyone.”

“Saint! Do you have any more of that drug left?”

It was quite shocking that he had answered so earnestly after just one dose.

The inquisitor said with anticipation, but Sowol simply smiled bitterly.

“I got it too. You might want to request some from the Ivory Tower.”

Sowol exited the interrogation room and headed towards the Ivory Tower via the Dimension Magic Circle.

After she arrived at the Ivory Tower and called for Lena, she saw her coming over shortly.

“Oh? Oh, hello.”

“Hey. It’s been a while. Have you been well?”

“Uh, no. I’ve been busy with… research.”

“Research on dimensions?”

At Sowol’s sharp question, Lena bit her lip and nodded.

“B-because of my master…”

“Looks like you had that in mind too. My master came from another dimension.”

“…Yes.”

“You’re probably researching the Magic Empire’s data.”

“…Yeah.”

“And that request for the Asura sect’s data was also for that reason, right?”

“…Yes. I-I wasn’t trying to hide anything. Nothing is certain yet…”

“Alright. I’ll help. Let’s collaborate.”

Lena jerked her head up.

She was questioning if she heard that correctly.

Sowol, gazing at her silently, shook her head.

“It’s related to my master, so I can’t just sit back.”

“T-That’s true. I-I figured you’d say that.”

“Do you need anything else? Lena, you might know even more than I do.”

“Uh, uhmm. Well, I’m not entirely sure but… there are a few things I’ll need to prepare…”

“What are they?”

“…I’ll need the King of Rights’ help.”

“The King of Rights? Why him?”

“I’ve heard he’s the one who pierced through the wall of dimensions…”

Meanwhile…

Arisha paid a long-awaited visit to her uncle.

It wasn’t easy to meet the King of Rights, who roamed the continent to grow stronger, but it wasn’t impossible for Arisha, his disciple.

“What! How do I even find my uncle in a situation like this?!”

“It’s the path to becoming stronger. A desperate person needs to dig their own well.”

Seeing her uncle after a long time, nothing much had changed.

Arisha stared bluntly at him, let out a sigh.

“Uncle, you said that once.”

“What?”

“You once said you pierced the wall of dimensions.”

That was years ago.

While training with the King of Rights, they fought creatures that emerged while breaking through dimensions.

She remembered asking him about it and he said those beasts came when piercing through the wall of dimensions.

“Indeed.”

“How did you do it?”

“Hmmm. Curious, are we?”

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

“Oh, come on~! That’s a secret for adults~.”

It was ridiculous to hear such nonsense from someone younger than her by quite a bit.

But the sincerity in Arisha’s eyes couldn’t be ignored.

Not wanting to be the bad uncle who would ignore his one and only niece’s earnestness, the King of Rights finally spoke.

“Well… I won’t say I can’t teach you. However, it requires a certain sense. Some can do it, some can’t. Can you do it?”

The King of Rights spoke seriously while Arisha responded with determination.

The way he looked at her was serious too.

“Alright, I don’t know why you want to learn that technique, but you better be prepared.”

Despite the warning that it wouldn’t be easy, Arisha stood her ground.

Clenching her fists, she was ablaze with resolve.

“Is it for a guy?”

“Eh?! No! Not at all?!”

Seeing her gush with panic, the King of Rights snickered and left.

Chasing after him, Arisha smiled brightly.

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