Surviving as a Saint in Another World

Reincarnated as a saint (3)

The Sacred City, an extraterritorial region openly located in the middle of the empire, was a place that symbolized the authority of the Order in itself, but ordinary people could not go near the headquarters of the Orion Church except on special days, and even aristocrats and even the imperial family had to visit in advance. It was a place where the level to be notified boasted a different authority.

And that’s why, what happens in the headquarters of the church is kept in complete secrecy without spreading to the public.

Even inside the main office, it was to the extent that ignorance was regarded as a virtue unless it was one’s own duty, so it was well known that the sectarianism was there.

However, even so, the news that the saint was born could not be stopped.

In the first place, the church had no intention of stopping it.

The church’s prestige increases only with the presence of the saint.

Only the fact that the saint was almost killed by severe punishment was only subtly disappeared.

“Hey, did you hear? The fact that the saint was born…”

“I heard that the saint is Ronan…?”

“I heard you’re coming to class from today?”

“It’s amazing. To think that a saint was born among our classmates.”

“Shhh. Comrade. If you call the saint like that, you might be punished by Tonia.”

“But didn’t you say you’re not a perfect saint yet?”

“You’re not going to become a saint someday anyway.”

And a place for training of trainee clergy located in one of the main offices.

The story of the newly born saint in the last few days was a hot potato to the extent that children who had been educated enough to inscribe the virtues of ignorance and silence could not stand it and started talking to each other.

Even more so for the kids who were in class with Ronan.

For most of the clergy, the recognition of a saint was an agent of God, who was bestowed by heaven and worshiped by the church when the time came.

Just imagining what the saints were like as ordinary people before becoming saints was blasphemy.

It was hard to believe that a friend who had been in class with me not too long ago had been punished for violating the rules, disappeared for a few days, and returned as a saint.

drooling.

The turmoil from earlier had become so quiet that it was unbelievable.

The protagonist of the rumor finally appeared.

* * *

Ooh, it’s going to pierce your face.

After a few days of getting ready, I moved to the place where I would receive the theological education in the morning.

To be honest, I just want to close the door and go back to my room and sleep.

If you lock yourself in your room, you can’t go there for a few days and say with all your heart, ‘I love the church, all I need is the church.’ I had no choice but to say the same thing.

In fact, there is no guarantee that it will be safe to come into contact with people like this.

After all, this is inside the main headquarters of the church, and the cardinals’ power is the strongest.

I think I can have a faithful saint of the church with free will now, so I’m leaving it alone.

“Ronan-sama?”

When I opened the classroom door and stayed still, Celia, who had been following me, called my name curiously.

“Oh, sorry. Let’s go in.”

When I found an empty seat and sat down, Celia, who was sitting next to me, took out my Bible and handed it to me.

The life of making a classmate girl shuttle textbooks…not bad…no, even if you think about it, this is bad. It’s human garbage.

If I’m going to defend myself, I said it’s okay if I carry it with me.

Celia simply refused to wait on her.

Celia was also assigned to wait on me at best, but wouldn’t it be awkward if I didn’t do anything? I’m not bad!

No matter how useless thoughts you try to escape from reality, everyone’s eyes hurt.

From the moment they enter, the eyes of the children do not fall as if they will not miss their every move.

It’s fortunate that he didn’t come close to me, perhaps because of the name value of being a saint.

As soon as I thought, there was a group of people coming towards me.

After reincarnating in this real world, nothing goes my way.

Alter Kramati, Lennox Christon, and Damien Marzu.

In any case, you should know about one action, those cardinals.

I’m sure apprentice clergymen, even cardinals, would be forbidden to contact them carelessly, but he must have contacted the children in that short space of time.

All were sons or grandsons of cardinals.

“I heard that you’ve recovered, but I’m really glad. Saint Ronan.”

“For a saint to be born among us is sure to be of great help to the Church.”

“But, apologies to servants and the like. I guess you still have a lot to learn.”

hmm…

I looked at these three people for a while without saying a word.

As I looked through my memory, there was a reason why all of these cardinal’s children were on apprenticeships that took almost 10 years to complete.

On the outside, they advertise that they should receive preferential treatment under the name of a priest, but if it were the people of this world, would I believe that?

The apprenticeship process at the headquarters is a process of brainwashing children with high divine aptitude who are likely to eventually become high-ranking clergymen to be faithful to the church.

In fact, in the youngest 3 years of the 9-year course, you only learn about the greatness of the church and the reason to swear allegiance to it.

Brainwashing education conducted in childhood when all contact with the outside world is cut off? It’s even weirder that there’s no brainwashing.

However, very occasionally, even in such a process, a child may come out who recognizes the corruption of the church and raises questions.

All the priests in charge of education will be keeping a close eye on it, but it’s probably much more likely to find it if you check inside the group.

The children of high priests are a kind of strainer.

In addition, nominally, when you take refuge in the headquarters of the church, you have to throw off all social status and swear only to God.

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Looking at it now, it seems that he is receiving direct orders from elders in his family.

In this way, by the time the entire apprenticeship process is over, all children who do not conform to their children and may be a danger to the church are filtered out, and only those who do comply remain to become their excellent divine power shuttles and servants to be pampered as needed.

“Good morning. Mr. Alter. Mr. Lennox. Mr. Damian.”

I looked at the trio, who seemed to speak with the minimum amount of courtesy and thought of me, but I didn’t even have to look at their aura, feeling the disrespect they couldn’t hide even in their words.

First of all, congratulations on his recovery are the most acceptable, but the hidden meaning of the speech, which omits a strange accent and subtly honorific titles, is ‘He who died after receiving corporal punishment is lucky. Please don’t show me in the future.’ it will be about

Emphasize that the saint will be a strength to ‘us’ and ‘church’? In the end, isn’t it that they will identify themselves with the vested interests in the church that belong to us and pamper me to the fullest?

An act of trying to teach Celia and me by my behavior upon entering? You don’t even have to look for the hidden meaning.

Of course, when a saint apologizes, it may be because he feels sorry for the person being apologized to, but no one can say anything just because a saint said that. Because a saint is a saint.

I drew one conclusion from these guys’ attitudes.

I’ve heard these guys, the cardinals, telling me to enslave me, but that’s not the case.

I guess so.

Those fathers and grandfathers are blasphemous bastards who are full of thoughts of brainwashing saints if the situation arises. How could these bastards be acting as apprentice priests with true faith and a sense of mission?

In essence, they are no different from power-intoxicated children who grew up being supported by corrupt politicians.

In fact, it can be inferred enough just by thinking about the behavior of trying to dominate among these apprentice priests.

But one day, an orphan from the low class who didn’t even care came back as a saint.

From the perspective of Hangryeol, they are so far away that they cannot even look up carelessly.

Can I respect the guy I used to treat and ignore as his subordinate until yesterday, and take advantage of him by coaxing him outwardly just because he heard a few words from me?

These guys are not old politicians with serpentine poison like the cardinals. Of course it’s impossible.

They may have made efforts on their own, but what they actually do is, after all, an approach that takes a halfway attitude like now.

Of course, the cardinals wouldn’t have ruled out that part at all.

However, considering that I, a saint, was an orphan with no support, and was a fanatical child who sublimated himself with faith in the church despite all the hardships, he must have judged that level was okay.

If he went further than that, he would have taken into account the fact that the opposition from the side who had not been able to put a person into the apprentice cleric would intensify.

By the way, can the cardinals even consider this?

About the crazy assumption that the mind of an adult man without even the slightest bit of faith resides in the body of the child who probably went through all sorts of mental evaluations and painstakingly brainwashed.

Even to the point that he can roughly read other people’s personal information and inner thoughts, whether he has stigma power or not.

…If you can predict that far, that nobleman should be a saint.

I was judged by the fact that I had loosened my guard to some extent just by calling these guys by their names with respect.

These guys are not very aware of the enormous ripple effect that my determination as a saint can bring.

To be precise, it’s not a saint who fell from the sky, but an inconsequential guy among them suddenly becoming a saint.

Thanks to that, among these apprentice priests, I have only short-sighted thoughts to worry and be wary of their power being threatened because of me.

It’s very cute. It must taste like a job.

“Indeed, that’s right. Orion-nim took care of my young heart and gave me another chance, so every day is a new life that he bestowed on me.”

As I affirmed the declaration of recovery, Alter, who spoke first, brightened up.

Do you like it because it seems like nothing has changed since you said yes? Since I’m a saint reborn with the help of Orion-sama, I mean don’t treat me carelessly, you kid.

“It would be my pleasure if I could help the church and everyone in the church who is doing his will closest to me by doing so.”

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Lennox also responded with a thin smile when his words were affirmed.

At least among these three, he seems to be able to roll his head a little bit, but I think it’s from there to there.

And finally, Damien.

The guy who nods his head constantly, not doubting that his words will also be affirmed.

“But Damian-sama.”

There’s no way, this guy. My target is you.

“Ms. Celia is a symbol of the consideration that the church has selected for me while accepting my foolishness. She is also an equal apprentice with us. Apologizing for my rudeness is nothing to be ashamed of or lack of learning. Apart from that, learning from me If you ask me if this isn’t enough, I have nothing to say.”

Celia is soon to be in the church, but now she is going to take care of Celia, who represents the church’s will. It sets up a confrontational angle that you pointed out that you were wrong.

After providing a way out by pretending to be modest to some extent, I let out a harmless laugh briefly as if I had no idea.

Damian stopped laughing and looked at me with a firm look.

In a situation where everyone’s eyes were focused in the classroom, a situation in which opinions were confronted head-on with the saint.

The other two were affirmed, but if only he was denied, how would he not live?

In this era, in the end, each of these appearances was the law to create authority.

“Saint Ronan…Ah, I don’t know what you’re talking about yet…Saint is worthy of that position…”

That moment when Damian doesn’t know what to do and tries to refute my words.

“Damian. That’s about it. Ronan is a saint, so how can he not understand your meaning of considering the position of a saint?”

“Sure, Damian. But don’t you think it’s something the church took care of? Even Saint Ronan deserves respect.”

Alter and Lennox stopped him.

Also, I thought you would intervene.

“…That, that’s what.”

Demian gave up his will, perhaps thinking that it would be better to take a step back from here, even though he looked at him as if he was going to die.

“hahahaha, good idea.”

“I hope to build a good relationship in the future.”

When Alter shrugged Damian’s shoulder and backed away, and Lennox bowed to me and turned around, the tension in the classroom was finally relieved.

“Let’s start class, sir.”

I recalled the scene a little while ago when I saw the teacher who had been quietly watching the scene even though he had entered the church at some point, and then started class with a clearing of his throat.

As you can guess from the appearance of the cardinals, just because there are three of them in a group, it cannot be that all three of them are of one mind.

Especially if the three of them are kids who are obsessed with something like Iljin.

If two are affirmed by an authority and only one is denied, what will they think? I can kill this baby.

What I said is not something that infringes on their shared vested interests.

In addition, the words themselves are a reasonable argument, so there is nothing to lose by agreeing.

From the standpoint of the remaining two, if you just give my words a little more strength, you can expect a good relationship by appealing to the clergy-like mindset while reducing Damian’s position, and feeling that you are wrapped up in me.

Killing three birds with one stone. Even fools have no reason not to.

That was the reason Damian was targeted in the first place.

It was the easiest to attack.

The other two didn’t really have much room to hold back, but Damian’s words had enough elements to hold them back, even if they weren’t in reality.

It is a long-standing theory that all human beings are equal before God.

Of course, there’s no way that these two would become completely on my side with this once, or that there would be a noticeable crack between the three of them.

However, the starting point of a development that is headed for catastrophe is always a small complaint.

The start wasn’t bad.

It seemed that if he progressed little by little in this way, he could become something that the cardinals would not treat carelessly.

No matter what, it was because I had the ability to cheat and gain an absolute advantage in human relationships.

Is it worth doing more than you think?

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Order of Orion.

For most of the people in this world, religious orders are noble people representing God, but the story is a little different for those in power.

Those in power know very well that the nature of the Order is nothing more than a corrupt power group.

However, it is not easy for them to check the authority of the church.

Because God is real. Because you can actually encounter miracles.

As long as God exists, no matter what depravity the denominations and clergy commit, it is the deviation of the individual who perpetrated the depravity, and the divinity of the fundamental God and religion cannot be damaged.

And as long as it is not damaged, the authority of the church may be weakened, but its existence itself is immortal.

In the first place, before the Empire became strong, this land was the land of the Holy Empire.

Even though the empire was established as all the priests who were so corrupt and corrupt were changed, the moment the empire was established.

Even at the moment when the imperial family’s power was at its strongest, the existence of the church could not be erased.

The church is like a thorn in the eyes of those in power, but at the same time it was an indispensable element in gathering and ruling the people.

If they had declared that they would wipe out the church instead of changing it, rebellions would have erupted in various places.

Therefore, for the imperial family, the Order of Orion has been a very difficult problem to deal with for generations, and it has been a potential risk factor that closely monitors their every move.

The fact that the leaders of the church were given the seats closest to the capital was not out of respect for their authority, but in order to keep an eye on them.

In a way, it was natural for them to receive the news of the saint’s birth faster than anyone else.

“A saint? Really a saint?”

“They say the stigma is different. Didn’t the cultists finally create a fake stigma?”

“No matter how outgoing they are, they can’t forge the stigma. The stigma is the symbol of God itself. In a long history, nothing like it has been invented.”

“According to information from the denomination, they claimed that the stigma had not fully bloomed as an unusually immature child was chosen as a saint.”

“It’s the first time I’ve heard it. They say they don’t know what it is.”

“But if you look at the confident announcement, the stigma itself will be clear. There must be a corner to believe.”

They were engrossed in the existence of the newly born saint to the extent that all important figures in each field were convened and active discussions were taking place.

If the church, which is already troublesome, starts talking nonsense with the saint on its back, you have no choice but to suffer even if you know it.

The saint was a political cheat key that could draw the support of the people under the prestige of the saint’s words no matter what nonsense.

“That’s not important. Do you know how that saint was born and what is the current situation?”

“Are you really sure about that information?”

“The credibility is quite high. First of all, it seems that the corporal punishment is true.”

However, even they had no idea what to do with the saint who was born this time.

First of all, it was the fact that he was a half-saint with an incomplete stigma.

It was unprecedented for a human to receive a stigma other than Orion. Could it be that it is really a half stigma?

In addition, I couldn’t believe it, but I got the news that I tried to kill the saint, but the stigma bloomed and survived.

Does it make sense? If the church had inflicted severe corporal punishment to the point of death, they would have done something against doctrine or against the church, but such a child would have stigmata?

Besides, can a saint who has come to his senses be cooperative with the church? It’s literally a place where he tried to kill himself.

There were too many parts that were unclear in many ways.

And the fact that there were many parts that were unclear also meant that there were many corners to dig into.

So far, there has been no opportunity to attack or use the saint in the midst of numerous antagonisms and political strife.

From the Empire’s point of view, this was an opportunity.

“We only need to secure that saint somehow. It can be used as a lethal blow to the Church.”

“It’s an excuse, just put them together. How do you know if the stigma didn’t bloom properly because of the severe punishment?”

“Isn’t the story of a half-saint also claimed by them?

“But it’s too risky. How the hell would you take such a gamble knowing what the saint would be like?”

“In all honesty, if the saint is already on a leash by the church, they could accuse us of being kidnappers.”

Throughout its long history, the church’s saints have not been fully acknowledged for their authority unless they are faithful toys of the church.

Not being a toy of the church meant that the saint belonged to a huge family or group in which he could speak out against the church, and the church used that as an excuse to say that he belonged to the secular world and could not help it. It was a regular comment.

It was not easy to refuse such an official cause of the church, no matter where it was, and the saints who were taken to the main office in that way showed up as puppets who only followed the priests’ words with a high probability.

But this time? Even though Cheon-ae, an orphan with no special connection or background, has become a saint, the church is moderately looking after her.

Even if something went wrong, it must have been firmly established.

I just don’t know what the problem is.

“stop.”

A deep voice rang the battlefield.

Even though it wasn’t that loud, the officials who had been arguing quickly became quiet.

Because the one who voiced it was the emperor of all people who ruled this vast empire.

“I can’t seem to see the end of the story. So what should I do?”

It was a statement that could have seemed incompetent at first glance, but no one dared to have such a thought here.

The emperor of the time was a very capable man who skillfully handled all the nobles of the empire and held the powerful imperial power, and he was like a natural enemy of the nobles who had many experiences of beheading incompetent and corrupt nobles directly in the palace.

“I apologize for telling you, Your Majesty. There are so many variables that are difficult to read, so it is difficult to come up with a story right now.”

In the end, some bureaucrats acted cautiously for self-preservation.

Even those with extreme opinions backed off when it came time to speak in front of the Emperor.

It was an inescapable habit of those in power.

“Isn’t that funny?”

The emperor let out a dry laugh when he saw that, but no one laughed at it. Everyone could sense that the emperor was in a very bad mood right now.

“I know everything, even the state of supplies on the frontiers of the Empire. It’s all thanks to you guys.”

“Everyone is blessed by His Majesty the Emperor.”

All the servants bowed their heads and bowed to the emperor’s sudden public affairs.

“however.”

Immediately afterward, a chilly silence settled in the hall.

“But what’s going on in that holy city right beneath the heart of the Empire is hard to find out.”

“I apologize.”

The servants simply bowed their heads deeper.

The emperor looked at the scene coldly and gave an order with his tongue as if to ask his subjects to listen.

“Get ready as soon as possible and organize a delegation to visit the headquarters of the Church as soon as it is ready.”

“It will come true as you wish.”

“Include Sir Kanion or Sir Ludmilla in the delegation. No, just include both. Tell them not to use force.”

“It will come true as you wish.”

“Princess 1 will serve as the representative of the delegation. Call the princess.”

“It will come true as you wish.”

Normally, there would be some muttering over whether or not it was right to use the princess for an official event like this where you see the face of a saint for the first time, but in the stern atmosphere of Daejeon, no one of your subjects would say such a careless thing.

“Everyone go away.”

“Hello Okche.”

As the ebb tide receded, the servants withdrew and the hall became quiet.

The emperor rubbed his eyes, revealing a tiredness he would never show in front of his subjects, and smiled lightly when he saw a woman entering the palace a few moments later.

Despite her beautiful appearance, which would have been beautiful if she dressed up like the ladies of many aristocrats, the woman, dressed in minimal dress and knight’s uniform, entered the battlefield and knelt in front of the emperor.

“Azalea.”

“The Father of all, the Sun of the Empire…”

“Enough. It’s enough to do that in public. Isn’t it strange to hear your father say that he is the father of everyone?”

The first princess of the empire, Azalea, who was about to adopt a rigid ceremony, reluctantly relaxed her formality at the emperor’s words, but still answered with a stiff voice.

“I have to be faithful even if no one sees this. How many people want to find fault with me in the imperial palace.”

“All of them aren’t good enough to kite you, so they’re lowly bastards who try to get lucky by kiting others. Never mind.”

Both the emperor and Azalea knew that that wasn’t all, but they didn’t bother to mention it.

“Why did you call me?”

It just changed the subject as if nothing had happened.

“A saint was born.”

“Goodbye.”

“I plan to send you as an envoy to the Holy City this time.”

“I will follow.”

“At any cost, go alone with the saint.”

“I will follow.”

“and…”

The emperor paused uncharacteristically. With that alone, Azalea seemed to know what the emperor would say next.

“If you’re sure the saint can’t become a dagger to the Church, kill him.”

“…”

The gazes of the emperor and Azalea collided in the air.

At that moment, what came to Azalea’s mind was not the political repercussions or people’s backlash that would occur if she killed the saint.

Because that’s what I’ve always been prepared to handle.

It just reminded me of the saint’s age younger than me.

“Kanion and Ludmilla will take care of it. I will handle the aftermath. You just have to be the sword.”

What is the probability that the saint belonging to the church did not get caught up in the hem of the skirt of the church?

Even if the church has not dramatically acted, what is the possibility that the saint is secretly hostile to the church, avoiding the eyes of all priests?

The emperor ordered Azalea to become a sword.

The sword does not judge the opponent.

It was a remark that the emperor himself was aware that he had no choice but to kill the saint in the end.

This did not mean to truly judge the saint’s true intentions, but in fact, he was a teacher of murder.

Contrary to the appearance of a shallow smile until just now, the two sunken eyes were staring at Azalea without emotion.

But Azalea knew full well that her father was not an emotionless lunatic, an emperor who had only learned to put his own personal feelings on the other side and make judgments for the Empire.

“Azalea. Can you do it?”

It was also clear that the last question was not a question of whether one could really do it.

Azalea was smart enough to know that if she said no, someone would have to take up the knife, and that if she refused, she would just run away from guilt.

“…I will follow.”

Azalea’s calmer voice echoed throughout the war.

Killing emotions and making judgments for the Empire.

These were the qualities of an emperor that Azalea had to learn.