The hero's Helper

Franz thought this situation would end with Yusti-ah’s appearance. As a cleric of the Goddess Church, there was no way she would stand by and watch the saint be treated like a toy.

It was a bit much to bring up the Goddess Church only at times like this when he usually lacked any awareness of it, but…

What else could he do? If he didn’t use it like this, he would probably never use it in his entire life. Since he had become the saint anyway, he might as well enjoy what he could.

However, something unexpected happened. No, to be exact, he was about half right.

Just as Franz thought, Yusti-ah didn’t stand by and watch, but contrary to his belief that she would stop them, she ended up joining in.

Yusti-ah let out a chuckle as she wildly messed up Franz’s hair.

““You really can’t move an inch, can you? I knew a day like this would come eventually. Brace yourself.”

Her words held a considerable amount of vindictiveness. He thought he had been treating her well lately, but it seemed she had some complaints somewhere.

“Well, how much can they really do with just hair?”

Whatever the case, they weren’t thoughtless people. They would surely back off when the time was right. So he decided to just give up for now. It would only give him a headache otherwise...