Surviving as a Saint in Another World

Logging (2)

Although the number of expeditions decreased, the breakthrough speed rather increased.

There were several reasons for this, but the biggest reason was that the resistance of the undead had decreased.

Unlike before, undead who had just fallen dead on the side of the road were not uncommonly visible, and it was difficult to find undead with special abilities, which were the main nuisance.

At first, I was wary of thinking that I was going to do something else, but nothing really happened and the opponent’s resistance ability was purely reduced.

“Perhaps defeating the demon worshiper in fantasy dealt a significant blow to the demon worshiper in real life.”

“Wait, Saint Ronan. What the hell are you talking about?”

When I made my hopeful guess about him, everyone including the princess questioned me as if I was hiding something.

what.

“Didn’t I tell you? There was a time when I confronted a demon worshiper in order to destroy an illusion within an illusion.”

The princess’ gaze turned to the knight commander.

The knight commander shook his head as if he had never heard of it.

The princess’ gaze turned to the princess this time.

The princess also glanced at me and shook her head.

The princess’ gaze returned to me.

The eyes were slightly frightened.

“You didn’t! Didn’t you just say it was a devil worshiper’s trick? So what happened? Are you hurt?”

That was already a few days ago…

Maybe he didn’t say it because he subconsciously knew that the princess’ worrying sermon would follow.

All you need to know is the cause of the devil worshiper’s work and the result of a successful solution. Why is the process important?

“It’s important! Why do you keep trying to hide the hardships you’ve gone through? Please spread the word about it. What the saint is doing is okay.”

I know. I am a person with the theory that there is nothing as useless as hard work done in secret.

So again this time, thanks to me, the expedition was able to escape the devil worshiper’s tricks, and I worked hard to indirectly advertise.

Killing the demon worshiper in my dream was part of the process of breaking the illusion, so I didn’t think that it would lead to other meaningful results in reality, so I didn’t say it.

I couldn’t say that, so I couldn’t help but smile awkwardly.

“Heh heh, that’s enough, princess. Anyway, isn’t it important that we were able to reduce the damage thanks to the probationary saint?”

That’s right!

Since that day, rumors have been added to the expedition that the saint can appear in the dreams of others, ignoring physical distance, and affect reality.

…Isn’t there something different? Looking at the fact that just happened, I wonder if it could be seen that way, but isn’t there something different?

In addition to that, the reason why the speed of the expedition went up was, surprisingly, the ability of the priests to improve.

After the incident occurred, the priests who escaped from the illusion were able to purify their surroundings and heal people more easily than before with divine power.

Regarding this, the one who led the clergy on behalf of the leader who left us with only the maintenance of an accident of injustice said the following.

“We have always been frogs in a well. We experienced many things after coming to this land, and seeing Edgar’s sacrifice and noble will leading to Saint Ronan, we felt many things.”

…uh.

“Isn’t Orion bestowing a little more holy power on us in order to take good care of the Holy Son?”

hmm.

I was dumbfounded and lowered my head.

You god went to America. Even this is a religious personal.

Who the hell believes that?

“Then is this all because of the apprentice?”

This time, everyone’s eyes turned to me.

Why do you talk like it’s because of me when you search for the cause of everything?

Do you all believe that nonsense?

Oh, you don’t know that Orion doesn’t exist.

Whatever it is, believe it…

“Even if that’s true, how can such a blessing be given to someone who doesn’t deserve it? Everything is the result of the faith of the priests.”

This time, I really don’t know. It really couldn’t have been powered up for such a ridiculous reason.

There must be some other reason. I have no guesses.

“The person who achieved that growth of faith is Saint Ronan. There will be no clergy who will deny this.”

If I exaggerate what I did, even if a problem arises later, I can fix it somehow.

But if I claim to have done something I didn’t do and later have a problem, that could be a serious problem.

Even that one incident could affect my other reputations.

So, I tried hard to appeal to the clergy as their own achievement, but the seed didn’t work.

Since that day, rumors have been added to the expedition that if you believe in the saint, your divine power will increase.

It was now a realm of fiction where not even a fragment of the truth remained.

When the rumors related to me reached almost delusion inside the expedition, the expedition finally reached the place where the devil worshiper was the culprit of the incident.

In fact, since I didn’t have exact location information, it was just an estimate, but anyone could immediately notice that there was something unusual.

“He’s been messing around until the end.”

Iknow, right.

The roads we have passed so far have been in a wilderness-like environment where everything has disappeared.

Even a single blade of grass has dried up, and the land does not feel alive.

There were so many trees growing on such a land that it made me feel uncomfortable.

It was not a normal tree.

Far from being green, not a single leaf was properly attached to the branches, and the bare branches grew hideous and covered the sky.

How many branches would there be if the sky was covered with only dried branches without a single leaf?

It created a bizarre atmosphere because it was too much to call it a tree that had dried up and rotted to black.

The trees on the border to the jungle looked just like the devil’s jaws and teeth.

In fact, it would have been better if it was that much.

“You used your brain. Of course, if you are in the forest, the operation of large-scale troops is bound to be limited. The damage from sporadic attacks by corpses will increase frequently, and if you are attacked, not only the attack itself, but also people in distress will occur.”

“Then let’s burn all those trees.”

“I think that’s a good judgement. It’s best to burn it, since it’s a tree made by demon worshipers anyway.”

As soon as we came to that conclusion and set the forest ablaze, the fire mages fired sparks into the forest, and an unbelievable sight appeared.

oh oh oh

Trees are life too.

Instead of burning quietly, the tree touched by the flames revealed a bizarre-shaped face from the tree trunk and began to shake in place with a scream.

The tree, which was emitting light while swinging its branches in all directions, stopped emitting light again when the flames disappeared.

Since the surface of the tree was already black, it was difficult to determine whether it had been significantly damaged by the flames.

In the meantime, I felt hateful to see that the face disappeared and pretended to be an ordinary tree, as if something had happened just now.

“Is the tree… alive?”

“Now what? If we don’t deal with that tree, we’ll be stranded here.”

“Why didn’t you just burn the wood with the flame? Is the firepower weak?”

“Are you ignoring us right now? That’s enough firepower to reduce a normal tree to ashes. Those are just demons that look like trees.”

Everyone in the expedition was confused.

It seemed like such a shocking sight.

If I had walked into those trees without knowing anything, I might have really been wiped out, so that was understandable.

I was just as frustrated.

Shouldn’t there be a lot of zombies in the base if you caused a zombie apocalypse?

Are you claiming that this is a tree zombie?

The genre suddenly changed.

At the point of screaming and moving, it was no longer an ordinary tree, but unlike wood, it had strong resistance to fire, and despite that, it was so hard that the knights had to put mana on it to cut it down.

However, since there are dozens of such branches and they are so long, it was difficult to remove them easily.

Indeed, it was like a nest prepared by a devil worshiper.

…

That’s how it usually is, anyway.

I was certainly embarrassed by the tree, but I didn’t feel hopeless or powerless.

If you went into the forest without knowing anything and started being attacked by the undead along with the trees, it would certainly have been dangerous.

However, as long as they were aware of the danger in advance, the forest was just a very huge and annoying wall.

The knights dutifully cut down trees through wheel combat, and the wizards safely fired magic from a distance.

The commander of the knights killed dozens of trees every time he stepped out, and I was able to kill dozens of trees at once with the technique implemented with the sense of weeding.

The number of trees, which were so dense that it was difficult to count them, was reduced in an instant.

Of course, it was certainly slower than when they were advancing without hindrance, but at this rate, it seemed like they could clear the entire forest within a few days.

The problem arose while he was diligently clearing the forest.

“Someone’s approaching!”

Such a report came from the rear of the expedition.

It was an unusual report because if they were undead in the first place, they would have taken care of it from the back without the need for such a report.

“Have you identified who is approaching you?”

“That… looks like an elf.”

At the soldier’s report, the expression on the princess’s face changed.

“Are you an elf? A mountain…a living elf?”

“It looks like that for now. We are looking for a leader for the expedition… but what should we do?”

There’s no reason not to see you.

Thinking so, I turned my gaze to the knight commander, but for some reason, everyone’s eyes turned to me.

…Ah, I was the leader.

“Please guide me.”

“All right.”

Thus, the elf guided by them had an unusual appearance even at first glance.

As if to show that he had suffered tremendously, his armor, which should have shone brilliantly, was dirty and damaged here and there, and his exposed body was full of wounds and his face was lifeless.

“Parima? Are you Paris?”

As if the elf was acquainted with the princess, as soon as the princess saw the elf, she called out the elf’s name and tried to approach him with a sound close to screaming.

Since there were not one or two victims on the way here, when the elf knights next to the princess stopped her, the elf called Parima simply lowered her head with a haggard face.

parima.

I checked the name that floated above the elf’s head.

Judging by the name, it wasn’t dead, and since the name was the same, it wasn’t that someone else was in disguise, and since there’s no particular curse on it, it’s not like someone is controlling it.

After I finished my judgment, I cast the healing spell on the elf.

“I think you’re right. You’re not cursed, so it’s okay.”

After I said that, everyone no longer doubted the princess and approached the messenger.

“What the hell happened? Why did you come here alone?”

When the princess asked the question that everyone was curious about, the messenger began to tell the story in a weak voice.

After hearing from the Empire that the 4th Expedition, including the Elf Princess and the Saint, were leaving the Empire, the Kingdom set up another expedition right there.

Some elves who were aware of the revelation tried to mobilize all the main forces of the kingdom at the risk of death, but after that, the story of the revelation changed due to the Empire’s participation in the war, and according to the revelation, selected personnel participated in the expedition.

The messenger said that if you think about it now, it seems that the number of people has been reduced to such an extent that even if they are wiped out, there will be no problem in maintaining the kingdom.

The expedition, which started like that, went forward facing all sorts of obstacles, just like the imperial expedition.

And in the midst of it, it was revealed that the queen was included in the expedition after experiencing numerous risks of annihilation.

At this point, the princess said, ‘Mother…no, the queen participated in the war?!’ He said he was on the verge of fainting.

Thus, the expedition, including the queen, continued to advance towards the devil worshipers, and it is said that they encountered this forest just a few days ago.

And it is said that he entered the forest with the message to tell the messenger that he must find a human expedition and deliver the story.

It wasn’t because the expedition didn’t notice the danger of the forest.

However, I didn’t know how much time it would take to cut down all the forest like we did, so I just chose the faster route.

And the reason why he chose that fast route was also revealed in the messenger’s story.

It was a very long story that couldn’t be seen without tears, but the summary was that the Queen herself decided that it was most reasonable if she could put an end to this situation with her own life.

For the elves anyway, the death of a queen does not mean the permanent loss of a saint.

If the queen of the elves dies, the next princess will succeed as the saint and queen.

As a queen, in order to save her own life, she did not want to put her daughter in a place where her life could not be guaranteed.

So, he wanted to finish the situation before the human expedition reached this place, and left a kind of will to appoint the princess as the next queen.

The messenger shed tears and asked the princess to return to the kingdom even now, saying that the queen’s will should not be in vain.

In the midst of that, the princess said that it could never happen, and the hall grabbed the messenger and started to cry together, and the others turned their eyes as if they couldn’t bear to see them.

When it comes to me, a part of my heart aches at the queen’s sacrifice… a piece of sh*t.

damn, what the f*ck is this

I don’t want to curse, but I can’t help it.

The devil worshiper raid was almost successful, but at the last minute, the ally who had to be saved, who thought he was calm, became a troll?

Aren’t you aware enough that your life isn’t your own when you’re at the level of a queen?

While living as a princess of the kingdom that her daughter promised to save her, she bowed her head here and there that she had never bowed before in her life, somehow getting help to organize an expedition and coming all the way here.

I even got caught in a devil worshiper’s machinations and almost died.

That said, I didn’t want to make a bigger sacrifice, so I secretly participated in the expedition and went to die now?

are you kidding me now?

If I’m going to do it, I’ll just do it right away without even having time to use my hands.

What the hell have I done so far?

If the queen dies, what will happen to my hardships trying to somehow manage this situation, which could have been prevented by the queen’s death, with minimal damage!

While I was thinking about that, I suddenly met the gaze of the princess who was turning her head.

“…Saint Ronan, no.”

What.

“It’s too dangerous. We’re making steady progress now. We should be able to reach the demon worshiper’s stronghold soon.”

I guess so?

“So… so be patient. It’s not even clear that the Queen of the Elves is in danger of dying yet. Even if so, that’s no reason Saint Ronan should risk his life.”

That sounds so right.

“So Saint Ronan.”

The princess’s voice became very soft, like soothing a child. It looked like she was thinking that I was holding a bomb and was going to explode it by mistake at any moment.

I think about it every time, but the princess overestimates me.

Do I see myself as someone who would risk my life for others?

I will never be such a great person.

But… I’m a very self-centered person, right?

I can’t bear to see my efforts go to waste.