Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

The living saint who appeared.

There is no hotter news in the Holy Church recently.

No one would have thought that the task of investigating the authenticity of the Holy Grail in the Fifth Holy Grail War would cause such a big wave.

Because the Holy Grail was destroyed, the church did not pay enough attention to this matter and did not have enough manpower, and it was just a routine investigation.

As a result, just after arriving in Tokyo, the local church gave the investigation team a big surprise.

The Saint Girl of Orleans was summoned spontaneously by the nuns of the church and continued to exist in the world after the war.

When this news reached the church headquarters, it caused a lot of commotion, but the upper echelons were still relatively stable.

After all, the church has a history of nearly two thousand years, and it is not unknown to understand the principle of the technology of spirit advent, and even has many related techniques.

The combat power of a heroic spirit is very important to the church, but it is not indispensable.

Anyway, the status of the saint girl was rather awkward, and her reputation was only redressed in later times. The nun who summoned her, Kallen Ordesia, was also a legitimate member of the church.

The Kotomine family she came from had served the church for hundreds of years, and her current relatives, Kotomine Risei and Kotomine Kirei, were also standard core believers.

When he was young, he served as an agent for the church and went through life and death. After entering middle age, he continued to serve as a priest for the church. His adopted son, Kotomine Shirou, was also following his father's old path, and he also brought along a talented wandering magician named Matou Shinji to move closer to the church's faction.

With such a reliable resume, there was no need to worry that they would stab the church in the back.

So just keep your troops in place and let the nun influence the saint girl, and use her as a trump card to be used at critical moments.

With this idea in mind, a new investigation team was sent down again, and they did not make any extra moves. After confirming the authenticity of the news, they were ready to confirm with the saint Joan of Arc the purpose and opinion of agreeing to the summoning, and then they would just leave it at that.

You don't know until you ask. Once you ask, you will find that the big thing is still to come.

Joan of Arc admitted that she was inspired by the Lord and came to follow the saint.

At this point, the church can no longer sit still.

A saint walking in the world.

This seems to be the beginning of a historical node. The church first suppressed the news, and then quickly sent people to send this living saint to the Vatican, a holy place that carries the history of the Cross, and convened a temporary ecumenical council to confirm the authenticity of the other party.

This move undoubtedly also hides the church's little thoughts.

To become a giant that cannot be ignored in both the inner and outer worlds, devout faith is the core, but not all.

If this living saint shows fake superpowers, or simply magic, then it is naturally easy to deal with, and punish him on the spot for the crime of impersonating the saint's name.

And if it is true, in the Ecumenical Council, where the old and new religions gather together, because of the old hatred, interests, or the conflict of the foundation of the right to interpret the scriptures, even a real saint cannot take away much power.

In front of the secular world, saints are not omnipotent, otherwise Joan of Arc would not be sent to the stake by the church.

For the church, which is becoming more and more ancient and perfect, saints are just another kind of "Father Dawn" that needs to be treated with caution.

Give the power and status to participate, give him all the necessary help, and then let him complete the mission of the Lord.

After all, even if he is a living saint, it is only for the current predicament, and the church needs to consider the more distant future.

Unfortunately, although the church thinks very well.

But unfortunately, the saint directly killed the game.

"I can reproduce all the miracles of the Cross."

In front of the Pope, many cardinals, and the agents who acted as guards, the saint named Roland said so frankly.

Such arrogant and somewhat blasphemous statements caused a great disturbance in the meeting. If the other party's sainthood had not been confirmed, there might be fanatics who would have taken action directly.

But even without resorting to physics, many bishops still turned their faces and questioned this living saint, asking him to demonstrate.

Then, they witnessed the miracle.

Cleansing the cursed with the right hand and curing their diseases.

Expelling the believers possessed by the devil with a shout, and turning the holy words written on ordinary paper and ink into sacred conceptual weapons...

After that, the church begged the other party to stop this miracle.

There was no way, after all, many agents who witnessed it on the spot, regardless of the new and old religions, all prostrated in front of him.

And if he continued to demonstrate, he would soon turn water into wine, walk on the sea, and eat five loaves and two fish that could not be eaten. Such miracles with too obvious personal traces could no longer be covered by the name of saint.

If you can reproduce all miracles, it is of course blasphemy if you can't do it, but if you can...

The name has meaning.

This is common sense in mystery.

The title of Messiah only appears when the world needs to be saved.

What if the way to save the world this time is not to take the punishment for all mankind, but to let the righteous build an ark and bring down a flood?

No one dared to bet on this possibility.

Fortunately, the other party did not seem to be obsessed with this goal and stopped at the right time.

Both parties reached a tacit understanding.

The Ecumenical Council ended quickly in the conflicting psychology of wanting the other party to disappear but not wanting the other party to really disappear.

The Pope directly decided to identify the living saint and clearly stated the saint's right to act at his own convenience. On the other hand, they did not give the saint subordinates and pomp such as guards, and even cancelled surveillance and attention.

As the old saying goes, you can't check everything. What if you really find out something?

For this reason, after weighing the pros and cons, the messenger sent by the Cathedral Church was Father Dawn.

Although he is a pacifist who has no ambition and lives alone in leisure even though he wears a priest's robe and a cross on his chest, he looks more like a school teacher than a clergyman.

But Father Dawn's character is not weak because he can work safely in the Burial Agency, a group that takes all the dregs of the Cathedral Church and is full of lunatics, fanatics, and even all kinds of weirdos.

After all, apart from his irreplaceable identity as a prophet, he has no other amulets.

Therefore, he has also been honed to develop a smooth style of dealing with things and a tenacious mind, and can calmly deal with many troublesome people.

The former priest Dawn was more or less proud of this.

But now he understands that the reason why he was able to show that relaxed attitude before was just because he had not encountered real terror.

Generally speaking, there are always some special things about saints.

For example, they can calm people down, have a quiet and sacred temperament, extraordinary bravery, or simply appear on the hands or abdomen and other parts, and react to evil or holiness.

Because of this, even an ordinary person can vaguely feel the other party's specialness.

But until he noticed the abnormality, realized the miracle of the right hand, and associated it with Roland's identity, even if they had a conversation in the middle, he failed to detect the other party's identity, and even failed to think of the basic logic that the mission target might have arrived in advance.

But what is incredible is that when Father Dawn realized the other party's identity, Roland changed 180 degrees in his eyes.

Before, he was still lazy and casual, with hazy eyes, looking like a boy who happened to pass by.

The other party also gave him a warm and gentle look, which made people feel good when they looked at him.

But now, all the inherent impressions have changed.

His facial features are regular, revealing impeccable holiness and gentleness, as if he is the greatest creation in the world.

In his ruby-like eyes, the cold and dark sun is burning fiercely. Although there is no malice, it seems that the sight is not focused on himself in front of him, but on the fate he carries deeper, and every moment of his life recorded by the stars for him.

There is no change in his appearance in his memory, but the perception is completely different.

The evil ghost has quietly replaced the people around you in daily life. This kind of thing is far more creepy than encountering an evil ghost in a haunted house.

Similarly, the madman who needs to obey the doctrine on the surface and kill countless people in secret is not even worthy of carrying shoes compared to the savior whose every move is the source of the doctrine.

After realizing this, the words expressing the exclamation in the name of Christ were brewing in Father Dawn's throat, but he swallowed them again.

It was as if as long as this veil was revealed, he would be turned into ashes by the light.

——Don't look directly at God.

Today, Father Dawn has deeply understood the true meaning of this sentence.

"What's wrong, Mr. Dawn?"

Roland looked at Father Dawn, who was trembling with fear and even his teeth began to tremble, with a concerned tone.

"Did I scare you by accident? ... Sorry, I was curious because I heard that the agent of the Burial Agency had come, so I observed for a while, but I didn't expect to cause you trouble."

"No, Lord Roland, this has nothing to do with your behavior. It's just that I was too honored to be greeted by someone like you, so I lost my composure."

Such a gentle attitude made Father Dawn's face even paler.

He waved his hands hurriedly and quickly cheered up.

He, who was nicknamed the lazy bug of the Burial Agency, burst out with unprecedented motivation at this moment.

"According to the decree of His Holiness the Pope, Lord Roland, from today on, you are the human walker of the Holy Church."

"As long as you need it, whether it is an ordinary clergyman, or a cardinal, whether it is an agent who is performing a mission, or even a burial agency, it is within your command range."

Human walker.

Roland raised his eyebrows.

Although this position does not strictly belong to the official system of the Holy Church, but is only a non-staff member, but with the addition of the first two words, it becomes a status like the island country garrison.

It seems that there is a reason why the Holy Church delayed signing the official document for a day.

"It's much better than I expected. I thought it would be the eighth seat of the Burial Agency, which is neither good nor bad."

"You are joking... Although it is a supreme honor to be your colleague, how could the church tarnish you with such a position?"

Father Dawn coughed dryly.

There are only seven official members of the Burial Agency, and the eighth is a reserve seat, which is generally selected by the church but cannot replace the official members.

In this organization where monsters run rampant, the eighth seat, whose status and strength are neither good nor bad, naturally becomes the best toy and punching bag, and is often replaced because of torture to death.

Even if the church is crazy, it is impossible to put a saint with a politically correct identity into such a pit. After all, no matter which side explodes, the church will be splashed with blood.

Moreover, putting a saint into the heresy inquisition full of heretics, what kind of hell joke is this?

"That's not necessarily true?"

Roland chuckled, "When I was just recognized as a saint, before I went to the church, your integrator, Narubaleli, earnestly invited me to serve as the eighth seat, and was still lobbying the church to agree to her proposal."

That stinky woman!

Father Dawn's face was completely distorted.

Narubalek is not a real name, but the inherited name of the integrator of the burial agency.

This generation of Narubalek is a murderous woman with an extremely bad personality.

Although she recruited several members herself, she still likes to bully the members of the Burial Agency - so much so that each of the other seven members wants to kill her.

The eighth seat is indeed a punching bag, but the reason for such frequent rotation is largely due to the current Narubalek.

When Father Dawn thought of her smiling face when he took over the task from her, his fist hardened.

This bastard must have regarded him as a sacrifice that has lost its value, so he deliberately said nothing!

Seeing Roland's half-smile, Father Dawn had no intention of hiding anything, and he revealed all his knowledge of Narubalek.

"I see,"

Roland smiled slightly and answered very straightforwardly.

"In that case, please say hello to her for me and tell her to keep this position for me. I will seriously consider it."

"Ah?"

Father Dawn was stunned.

He was not as happy as he had said before that he could become a colleague of the living saint. Instead, he froze.

The person who came was not kind.

This was the only thought in his mind.

He did not refuse directly, but he did not get angry immediately. Even his attitude did not change. This kind of calmness was more frightening than the turbulent waves that were easily expressed on his face.

"There is no need to be so surprised. As the director of the burial agency, her value in dealing with the ancestors of the dead apostles is much better than the information of dead objects."

Roland shrugged. "Moreover, as the core of the burial agency of the Holy Church, even if it seems unreasonable, she is still a believer after all. In this case, she should be educated."

The Narubalek who could send his subordinates who had lost their usefulness to die without changing his expression?

Influence that madman?

"I dare not lie to you." Father Dawn's movements became stiff and his tone was a little helpless. "But that crazy woman must learn a lesson... unless the Lord is willing."

"——I am willing."

Roland's tone was very calm, without any hesitation.

"So, don't worry, the Lord's teachings will surely come here." (End of this chapter)