Surviving as a Saint in Another World

Imperial Palace (4)

Even after entering the imperial palace, nothing special happened.

According to the scheduled schedule of this triumphal event, whether lazy or relaxed, today’s work is done with marching outside, receiving a medal from the emperor tomorrow and congratulations, and after that, a full-scale celebration is prepared for the eve and the next day.

I don’t know why it was divided like this. More money goes into it, more time goes into it, and more manpower goes into it.

“It means that Ronan Saint is very important.”

When I asked the princess about this, the princess replied as follows.

According to the princess, the only event that will be held externally is the march held today and the place where the expedition team is officially praised. It is said that it may have shaken the

However, after that, the series of events were scheduled to increase the length of my stay in the imperial family, and this could be interpreted as a love call from the imperial family. It meant a much stronger direct signal.

Accordingly, the princess said that all kinds of proposals and requests for meetings might pour in from various aristocrats who had been paying attention so far, so prepare your mind.

Shouldn’t you have said that before you came here? It’s going to be a lot more troublesome than I expected. Can’t we just go back now?

I thought I only came to eat pork cutlet, but I felt an ominous feeling that I had been dragged to a pork cutlet restaurant inside the hospital.

Didn’t I say that? I looked at the princess as if I had been betrayed, and the princess met my eyes.

“But I’ll have time to spare until I meet the Emperor tomorrow. It’s not a good picture to have a private meeting before the Emperor.”

started making excuses.

Anyway, after receiving the medal tomorrow, it’s going to be a nuisance.

I gazed at the princess once more with full of sadness of being betrayed.

“Then, since I’ve been to the imperial palace for the first time in a while, I’ll pay my respects to His Majesty the Emperor and come back. Please rest in peace.”

Then the princess gave up her excuses and ran away.

The Princess!

Should I say fortunately out of misfortune, as the princess said, the worst situation in which nobles currently staying in the imperial palace gathered in front of my door in threes and threes did not happen.

Instead, the worst thing happened.

“This is the letter addressed to Saint Ronan.”

Saying so, the maid who had been temporarily assigned by the imperial family put down a box the size of her upper body in front of me with difficulty.

“That’s a lot…”

Do you mean there are so many nobles in the empire who have nothing to do?

Inside the box were piles of letters. It was so full that the expression “really dense” was appropriate.

Wow, receiving so many love letters that I never received even when I was in school. But why aren’t I happy at all?

I sighed and picked up one of the piled up letters and opened it.

Dear Saint Ronan, I would like to offer my sincere tribute to the saint who has posted a revolutionary criminal record this time… so if you attend the charity event in our manor and make it shine…

The gist of the letter, decorated with all sorts of rhetoric, was that he was inviting me to his estate.

No, after the event, I’m stuck in the academy and won’t come out?

It’s like this, but even one of them went carelessly, left that place and didn’t come to me? When even the same sound starts to come out, it becomes very annoying.

In the first place, students in the academy subject to the imperial family skip classes and go out to play like this? Isn’t this an act of ignoring the authority of the imperial family?

“As far as I know, absences to participate in such official events are extenuating circumstances according to the rules of Robben Academy, where even nobles attend.”

okay…

I looked at the maid who was blocking the escape route with subtle eyes, then turned my gaze back to the letter.

Of course, refusing everything is clean and I feel comfortable with it, but if you refuse, there will be people who will think that you are who you dare to be.

I have no desire to be involved with the aristocrats, but I don’t want to pretend to be with the aristocrats, nor do I want to discredit my image.

At times like this, I sometimes wonder if I misunderstood the concept of my role play. If I just played the game frequently, I wouldn’t receive an invitation letter like this… But before that, my life would have already been lost. Let’s stop making useless assumptions.

how do i do this…

While I was thinking about it, another maid entered the room and whispered something to the maid standing next to me.

The maid who received the words turned her gaze to me and told me about the matter that had just been conveyed in a whisper.

“The Marquis Jesta, who is currently staying in the imperial palace, is requesting to meet. What should we do?”

What kind of family entertainment are you doing? I’m right in front of you, so why do you have to whisper that in front of me and then get it delivered?

Imperial palace etiquette seemed more useless than I had imagined.

Anyway, it’s a marquis…

Aside from the fact that the imperial court etiquette seemed useless, the content the maid delivered was annoying.

How long had it been since the princess was away and received hundreds of unwelcome letters? Now an impatient aristocrat came to visit them.

Obviously, according to the princess, there would be no request for a direct meeting until tomorrow’s conversation with the emperor, but it was highly likely that the other party was one of the two to ask for a meeting like this.

Someone who doesn’t understand the atmosphere around them and lives for their own taste, or someone who has a desire to provoke the imperial family, or someone whose aim is to provoke the imperial family.

If it’s the former, I just don’t want to face it, and if it’s the latter, it’s nothing good for me because I’m involved.

I think it’s right to refuse, but that doesn’t sound like a good excuse to just send it back, and I’m curious about what the purpose is.

A common excuse is to say that you are not feeling well from marching or that it is not good to meet someone else before meeting the emperor. I didn’t know it might come out.

I think it’s more strange if you don’t notice the yangban who rule this vast land, and in fact, most people will notice the emperor, but isn’t it human beings who always set strict standards only for others?

At any rate, there will be voices saying that this saint is attached to the imperial family, not to the church.

I don’t want to break my neutral and impartial image yet…

As I pondered, I noticed the pile of letters in front of my eyes.

In fact, in a way, these many letters are no different from the marquis outside asking to meet me.

Suddenly, I came up with a way to refuse a nobleman, emphasizing my fair image due to the nature of my position and image, although I was very forced.

“Unfortunately, it seems difficult to meet you now.”

At my words, the maid raised an aura of subtle emotion and then asked again while lowering her head.

“I’ll tell you that. How can I tell you the reason?”

“I have to write a reply to these letters from now on. In a way, the people who sent these letters asked me to talk first, but I don’t think it’s polite to ignore them and meet someone else first.”

I explained my intentions in great detail so that the maid would not misunderstand.

“…yes?”

At most, it must have sounded like something out of the world to the maid who thought that she was not feeling well, or that she would take out the imperial family as a shield.

Even when I said I would refuse the meeting, there was a subtle change of emotion, but the maid, who lowered her head without questioning, looked at me with a shocked expression to see if she had heard it correctly.

Usually, when other people make that kind of expression toward me, they must have understood what I said.

“So please tell me that after I’ve answered all of these letters, I’ll be able to meet you. Oh, if it’s an urgent matter or if there’s a letter you’ve already sent between these letters, could you please tell me? I think it would be okay to write a reply to it.”

I’ll meet you after I finish replying. But I don’t know when I’ll finish replying?

If you’re in a hurry, tell me and I’ll reply first. But since I’m busy with replying, I’m not saying I’ll meet you in person, I’ll just give you a real reply first.

Well, if it’s really something as earnest as that aristocrat who rushed to save his sister at the academy, he’ll deliver it to me through the maid.

If you get angry? First of all, it’s probably not a heartbreaking content that could put a person’s life on the line, so I’m not very curious about it, and if it’s something that can’t be conveyed through a maid, there’s a possibility that I’ll be even more dishonest, so it’s perfect for bomb avoidance.

Besides, it’s not easy to frame the nobles as ignoring them with the obvious excuse of being unwell. You said you couldn’t meet them because you were replying to them one by one out of respect for them?

Since he didn’t even mention the imperial family, it would be difficult to say that he cares about the imperial family.

At best, is the person who asked for a meeting only by letter the same as the person who asked for a meeting in person? Does it make sense that the Marquis asked for a meeting and is interrupted by other insignificant nobles? You can catch it, but even that isn’t bad.

Using the image I currently have, it is not a task to change the tone to the content of treating the other party equally regardless of their status to the extent that it seems a bit lacking in flexibility.

At least those who received a reply from me would want to side with me rather than side with the rejected noble when they heard such a claim?

Even though his invitation was declined.

Even the Marquis, who visited in person, refused. Well, the thought that I received at least a sincere rejection from the saint would soothe my wounded pride.

If we really think about everyone, there may be some who insist that we should accept all invitations instead of rejecting them, but that kind of nonsense will soon disappear if we return to the academy and remain calm.

“Ah, when you come back, please give me some ink. A spare pen. I think it would be good to have enough to reply to everyone.”

“Are you going to…reply to every letter by hand?”

“sure.”

It’s a trick that can prevent a situation where you might get into trouble with a lot of nobles while refusing to meet an aristocrat who might be a mine, but you have to put in that much effort.

I have nothing to do until tomorrow anyway, so this is the perfect way to pass the time.

“Holy Son…Most of these letters are mere formal invitations. They are not handwritten letters from nobles. You don’t have to go that far.”

A maid giving me heartfelt advice, perhaps giving up the virtue of silence.

I don’t know that. Although I’m in a bit of a special position, there might be some people who wrote it carefully, but most of them were ghostwritten by someone below them, or they used magic to print it out in a prescribed format.

It’s not that I don’t know that, so I’m going to reply to each one myself, but I’m going to do it because I think it’ll benefit from my own interests.

Everyone would not be able to come to their senses even if it was just enough to feel the subtle warmth when I opened the letter by spraying it with small divine powers on the letter I wrote in my own handwriting.

This is part of a kind of reputation work.

It also targets an unspecified number of nobles, so it doesn’t increase the favorability too much, so it can maintain a reasonable distance from the nobles and raise the favorability only slightly. A really rare opportunity.

Eliminate that aristocrat outside of Gyeomsa and Geumsa.

“Still, he gave me the contents of his favor, but I can’t respond to his heart, so I think it’s only right to show sincerity like this.”

“Okay. I’m really sorry for the presumptuous words.”

At my words, the maid looked at me as if she were looking at an incomprehensible alien creature, then hurriedly apologized and bowed her head.

“It’s okay. You did it for me. So, can you do as I say?”

“I will.”

After saying that, the maid withdrew from her seat along with the maid who had delivered the whisper.

After watching the maids, I took out the letters in the box in earnest, broke the seal, and took out the contents.

In fact, the number of letters addressed to me was so large that it was natural for the maid to worry.

What is a day to read through all these letters carefully and respond appropriately to them?

However, if there are clichéd invitations to social parties in this world, of course there are also clichéd rejections.

Of course, I don’t know about the clichéd rejection phrases in this world, but if the world is different, how different would it be if the rejection phrases were different?

It is a familiar thing that anyone who is new to society who puts a resume at work has received it at least once.

All-too-famous phrases of rejection that begin with, “In spite of your impressive passion and ability, we were inevitably unable to select you…”

There are only dozens of related phrases that come to my mind. If you put them together appropriately, you will receive a rejection reply in an instant.

…The day will come when the rejection notice I’ve received dozens of times will still help.

There was also a well-prepared method to prevent suspicions that aristocrats who received the same refusal might have copied and pasted the contents if they were too impersonal.

I crossed out an impressive phrase from the letter I had just taken out.

Our manor was the part where the special features of our manor were written that the wheat grains in the rice field were like gold in the fall.

In most of the letters, they wrote down the merits or strengths of their territory in order to invite me to their territory.

Then, in the appropriate part of the letter, I write down the strengths of Yeongji that the other party emphasized and express my regret.

For example, I am very sorry that I could not go to see the grains of wheat in Mr. Klitschko’s estate shimmering like gold.

Since you directly mentioned the points to be made in your territory, you will think that at least you have succeeded in imprinting yourself and your territory.

Of course, nothing about this letter remains in my head except for the grain of wheat.

But wouldn’t it be good if you formed a bond with me unilaterally, even in the other noble’s head?

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Letters of replies began to pile up on the desk.

Even though one side only thinks of them as friends one-sidedly, such a friendship must exist somewhere in the world, so this is not a scam, but a process of becoming friends.

After all, people should do good things and live.

One side of my heart tickled as I tried to do something worthy of a saint today.