Grow With In-App Purchases

24. A saint knocks on the door of a general store (7)

“I’ll make a suggestion.”

“??”

My uncle has offered to return to the church.

“If you have nowhere to go like now, come to me.”

“To uncle?”

“Yes, as I said, I want to make you my wife.”

“You said you wanted to be my wife, but you didn’t hold me.”

“It’s the opposite, you idiot. I put up with it because I want to make you my wife.”

“!!”

I thought the old man was kind and didn’t touch me last night.

However, judging from the fact that he brought up a story he had been talking about before, it seemed that he really wanted to make himself his wife.

“I have no intention of getting married…”

On top of that, you have to do 10 years of military service.

Even if you enlist in the military right now, in 10 years you will grow old.

That’s not even the end.

I am not sure if I will be able to survive my 10 years of military service.

I’ve waited so long, but what if I die?

Who will compensate for the old man who sent me to wait for me?

“Don’t complicate things. Just remember what I said. If you have nowhere else to go, just knock on the door of the general store. I’ll be there.”

“Knock on the door of the general store…”

I put the uncle’s words into my heart, not my ears.

If you are lonely like yesterday and have nowhere to go.

Instead of walking around the alleys, I felt like I would be able to recall what the uncle said at this moment.

“Because the uncle will be there?”

“Yes. That’s right.”

“Whoops, thank you.”

I felt like I was about to burst into tears.

The reason I feared being abandoned by the church was because I had nowhere to go.

But now they have a place to go even if they are abandoned by the church.

My uncle said he would take me as his wife.

“I’ll go.”

I thanked the old man again and left the general store.

With a completely different mindset than when I came in.

In order to lead the church on the right path, he had to keep his mind straight.

⁂ ⁂ ⁂

Gwangnyeoni eventually returned to the church.

Of course, it could have prevented him from returning to the church.

But he was going to go back to the church no matter what I said.

Because that was the basis of the character Fran.

The Church may be able to abandon the Franc, but the Franc cannot abandon the Church.

That was the result I got when I intervened in the scenario this time.

‘If I can’t do light years on my own, the best way is to aim for the true ending.’

Actually, the ending isn’t bad.

The process was so exhausting that I just thought it would be worth trying if there was a way to change it.

I knew it wasn’t, so I gave up cleanly.

“In the end, the saintess will have no choice but to knock on the door of the general store.”

It’s just a matter of time.

If the scenario is carried out as it is, Gwangnyeon will soon find out that the mission of prostitution was what the church ordered.

A branching point arises here.

Depending on the user’s choice, Lightyear can choose one of two options.

Officially revealing inappropriate things that are happening in the church and pointing out problems.

Heading to the church to meet the ‘religious leader’ without revealing the problem.

The first option is for the leader to secretly send an assassin to kill her, and the second option is for her to meet the leader and overcome the danger of death.

‘No matter which option I choose, I have to use an item to reduce the intensity of my injuries.’

Whether you were almost killed by an assassin, or almost died by being directly attacked by the religious leader.

For Fran, being betrayed by the Church was an unavoidable scenario.

So you will come to see me soon.

Tired of being hurt and betrayed.

I could already smell the smell of wet tears in front of the door.

“Is there a general store here?”

Some time passed after Fran returned to the church.

In the meantime, I was thinking about how to make contact with Rebecca.

I had been working undercover for a few days to see where Rebecca usually appeared and where I could meet her.

“Hey. Do you really want to enter this place? It looks too dangerous…”

“Ayy! Anything big? And isn’t it like a bit of a black market?”

“Ugh! Then shouldn’t I report it?”

“I’m going to go in and find the evidence. Step aside. If you’re scared, I’ll go in first.”

“Now, wait a minute! You may be attacked, so defend…”

jump!

The other day it made some noise, so I oiled it again and the door opens smoothly.

“Hey, Mister. Is this a general store?”

Jammin 1 who came inside excitedly asks me a question.

“It’s a general store.”

“Is it true that you are officially reporting and selling? Isn’t it like an illegal black market?”

Jammin’s confidence in asking that question is astonishing.

Is he insecure?

What if I’m a real criminal?

“there.”

While secretly clicking his tongue, he moved his hand to the children to look at the wall of the general store.

Jammin, who followed my hand, checked the picture frame hanging on the wall of 1 and 2.

“Is that a merchant’s license? The deadline is fine.”

“Isn’t it fake?”

“If you counterfeit it, you’ll be in big trouble. I’ve heard that black dealers say there’s no such thing as counterfeiting.”

“Hmmm! I don’t think it’s illegal. So, can I buy our stuff?”

I wanted to put a honey chestnut on my forehead, but the glittering jewel hanging from the guy’s neck got caught in my eyes, so I relaxed my hands.

Looking up, looking down, and looking sideways, he was an aristocrat who could not be touched carelessly.

“…as guests like.”

“Hey. It’s done! Let’s take a look.”

“huh.”

They gossip among themselves about where they heard it and look around as if they were looking for something suspicious.

There was no way that something like that would come out that could be reported to an ordinary general store.

“Huh? You couldn’t buy this because it was sold out at the Ash general store! There are a lot of them here?”

“Hey! What if I bought it here and got scammed?”

“Shouldn’t you rather buy more? You need proof to report it here. But if this thing is fake, you can report it.”

Jammin 2, who was timid, comes out surprisingly smart.

Jamminy 1 checked to see if there were any items he hadn’t purchased around him, and eagerly picked them up, to see if Jamminy 2’s words sounded right.

“Because I need to check, right?”

“Yep.”

Ash General Store is a large general store that most of the academy students love.

Because there were so many customers, things often ran out, and because of that, there were cases where I couldn’t purchase even if I wanted to buy because there were no items.

When our jammin came to the checkout counter with quick steps, saying that he would calculate if there was such a case in 1 or 2, there were quite a few items in the middle.

“Are these all genuine? Why are they so expensive? They’re cheaper than this at other grocery stores.”

“They’re selling them because they’re genuine. And if they’re expensive, go there and buy them.”

“Tch, if there’s a problem with any of the items, I’ll report it.”

“If you make a crime and report it forcibly, I will sue you for innocence, so look carefully.”

Jammin 2, who was showing off his smart side, kept his mouth shut as if he was scared, and the courageous Jammin 1 finished the checkout and went out to the general store with a friend.

It seems that this was the first time that he sold general store goods to regular customers.

The only profit was forcibly selling it to Fran, and Shine taking care of the items before going to practice.

“That’s not a bad income.”

Those Jammins would probably never think of using a product and reporting it.

Scrolls in reality are objects made by handcrafted one by one.

As a result, the power was not average and was often jagged.

In the case of scrolls made by people, the damage fluctuates between 5 and 10, but the scrolls I sell had the ability to inflict 10 damage unconditionally.

‘Because it’s not simply creating an average value, it’s tuned to the highest value. If I try it, I’ll never be able to buy another scroll.’

And my predictions were right.

Jammin, who had disappeared while grumbling, reappeared a few days later and this time walked around the grocery store with bright eyes.

“Is this the case too?”

“Let’s buy one.”

“How about this one?”

“Umm…This can be easily obtained at the Ash general store.”

“But what if this one is better?”

“…There’s no reason to live there. Let’s go!”

Jammin 1 and 2, who had a profound conversation, couldn’t lift it with both hands, so they put their items down on the counter and went to pick them up again.

How much money do you have to flex like that?

‘My life without money seems more like a legend than that kid.’

Of course, I have no intention of living a poorer life than that kid.

I hope to earn a lot of money in the future so that I can really do general store as a hobby.

“Can you guys take this? My house doesn’t have a delivery service.”

They asked me to pay for it, so they would do it, but I couldn’t understand how they were going to go home with this.

Then Jammin burst into laughter as if they had heard a funny joke.

“I thought this man was a nojam old man, but he’s a little gag.”

“I see. Why are we carrying this so hard?”

“…..”

“Sebastian! Come in and take this!”

Jammin 2 shouted outside, and a man in a black suit appeared and lifted up items, as if he was waiting outside the store.

“This is mine, so to our mansion. This is his, so to his house.”

“Yes, lady.”

The man took the things and disappeared.

I watched it blankly for a while, then realized once again that these Jammins were nobles.

‘Aristocrats are really like that.’

The world they lived in was not a place that a commoner like me could intervene.

Why is it that Jammin, who seemed funny, suddenly looks great?

Unintentionally, I felt a little humiliated.

I had goosebumps running down my spine because all the people I had to deal with were also nobles.

‘It could be dangerous if it’s twisted wrongly.’

It was a commoner that even such a tiny jam-min could be decapitated with the slightest movement of a finger.

Suddenly, I opened a shop window while venting my resentment over my birth as to why I was born as a commoner.

‘Isn’t there a new defensive item that I can use?’

Shops have always been focused on growing characters.

There is nothing dangerous for users in the game, so doesn’t it make sense to come up with products to protect users?

It was an unexpected product, and I had no choice but to close the shop window lonely today.

“After all, making money is the best.”

The only consolation is money.

The meeting with Rebecca kept getting pushed back because of light-year work, but I couldn’t put it off any longer.

He was about to make a fortune selling his unique equipment to Rebecca.

If it was Rebecca I knew, there was a way to improve her skills, but there was no way she could ignore it and turn away.