The next day, Lucan set out to Maris's parents house.
He was glad that Maris was mature, and also someone who knew how to stay at one place and follow instructions. So he wasn't worried leaving her alone in the temple.
"Listen, you must not leave the temple under any circumstances! And don't open the door for anyone! Absolutely no one!"
"Yes, I understand."
Maris nodded firmly. Lucan said strictly because he doesn't anyone see Maris while she was wearing his shirt.
Although he didn't had bad thought or did anything bad, he doesn't want other see to Maris in this dress and think that he was pedophile.
Well, in this world such thing is common and many nobles sell and buy underage girls for sexual pleasure, but Lucan didn't want others think him as those nobles.
So if a young girl, aged ten, wearing nothing but a shirt seen by anyone in the temple, it could lead to serious misunderstandings.
"Alright, please look after the place while I'm gone."
"Yes, I'll make sure to clean up thoroughly."
Maris saw him off, clutching a broom. Lucan smiled and thought that he got a good helper that would clean temple.
Next he just have to teach her to cook delicious dishes, then in future he was free from cooking.
He was glad he didn't told anyone she was saint, otherwise he wouldn't get such worker.
After leaving the temple, Lucan walked through the town he recently moved to, heading towards his destination on the main street.
"...Here it is."
He arrived at one of the town's merchant associations, the "Karen Trading Company." It was managed by Maris's father, and stepmother who had abused her. While it outwardly appeared to be a reputable dealer of household goods, it secretly engaged in various shady activities.
"Sigh..."
Lucan sighed before stepping into the store, "Excuse me," He went to employee and asked.
"Who are you?" The employee, looking annoyed, glared at him.
"I was assigned to this town's temple this month. I am Lucan Ironfist, a priest. I'm late, but I've come to greet you. Is the company president in?"
"Oh, yes... He's upstairs. I'll fetch him right away, please wait a moment!"
The employee, recognizing the prestigious Ironfist family name, rushed upstairs, The Ironfist family was one of the most notable houses in the kingdom, holding significant influence at court, and even if not Ironfist, being priest still had reputation that this employee can't afford to offend.
"Ah, Priest Lucan! Welcome, welcome!"
Descending the stairs was a portly, affluent-looking man with a thin, balding head.
Lucan looked at him and remember that in game, this guy didn't had any illustration, it was just black shadow.
"I've heard much about you. I intended to visit for introductions myself, but I'm honored you came to see us," Maris's father, Uma Karen said as he held out his hand.
"Nice to meet you, President Karen. Sorry to interrupt your busy day."
"Not at all! Please, come in. We'll prepare some tea!"
"Thank you."