"Well. If you ask me that while hiding your face, how should I take that question?"
When she suddenly asked me if I remembered her out of nowhere, I answered without hiding my expression that seemed completely flustered.
He had divine powers that easily surpassed those of a bishop, but he introduced himself as a low-ranking priest and even acted like he was looking at people's livers.
What on earth do I want him to do?
"Commander of the Black Lion Knights! Be polite! Even if you are me, you are not someone I can treat carelessly!"
"What? This is ridiculous."
And on top of that, there was a holy knight rascal next to me who was making discordant remarks without even knowing the topic.
It was completely outrageous.
How long has it been since I've been treated like this? Did I come to you with a slightly wrong understanding of the person? It was so refreshing that I couldn't help but laugh in vain.
"Hey, you there. Didn't that woman just introduce herself as a junior priest? Since when has the commander of the imperial knights had to bow down to a junior priest? Are you trying to fool around with me now?"
"T-this is going to be difficult! That person…"
The Heavenly Church and all, they weren't particularly welcome guests from the moment they came to my house without notice.
It didn't matter how great of a secret they were hiding or what their actual status was.
—Gooooo…
"That person, how great of a person is that you're hiding your true identity and demanding respect? No matter how you look at it, it seems like you guys, not me, should be the ones who need basic courtesy."
If this keeps happening, I'll just kick you out and put pressure on you a little.
Priest Ophelia, who was standing next to me, not knowing what to do, hurriedly intervened and stopped me.
"That, that's enough! I'm sorry, it's all my fault…"
"…Let me be clear. This is my house. The ones who came without permission are the priests."
When I received an apology just before my discomfort reached the critical point, I gradually calmed down and warned her with a slightly softened attitude.
Still, I was glad that I didn't have to blush or instill any more manners.
"If you don't intend to reveal your true identity and purpose, I'm very tired right now, so please leave now."
"Yes, yes… sir…"
Sir?
What is this… Are you planning to turn my clothes upside down in another way?
A grown woman calling someone in their mid-twenties sir? I can't help but feel a pang in my chest. I really think I should just kick them out.
"Sister Scarlett… How do I get rid of this glitter? You can't see their faces… Huh…"
"Calm down, and do what you learned at the convent. Take a deep breath, and count one… two…"
"...."
These people. In fact, aren't they priests, but a traveling theater troupe?
If it weren't for the overflowing divine power, I would have really thought so. Their actions are completely like those of comedians.
I pressed my eyebrows together and slumped down on the sofa.
I was just a little overly sensitive because I was tired just now, but if there was no particular malice, it would be a bit difficult to push them further. No matter how clumsy they are, they are priests of the Heavenly Church whose identities are guaranteed.
—Tingle!
"What are you looking at?"
"Oh, no!"
The knight who had been running wild without knowing the subject also crouched down when I gave him a hint. If he were my subordinate, I would have educated him properly.
Let's just relax, the sight of Priest Ophelia and her colleagues stamping their feet and tussling was quite amusing.
I felt like I was watching a comedy and put a grape on the table in the living room into my mouth.
—Whaaaak!
"Whaaaak! Whoa, it's dazzling! What is this! It's even brighter!"
"Sister. Don't be afraid, and think that the Lord in your heart is always by your side. Then your distrust will disappear, and your divine power will be more easily controlled."
"T-like this?"
Now, as she radiated a halo that was almost blinding, she waved her hands diligently in the air, and the high-density divine power began to slowly resonate with the mana in the air.
The result.
—Whaaaak!
"Whaaaak!"
'She's doing pretty well. She'll blow up any monster at once.'
A thunderbolt filled with divine power swept through the dry sky, and the scenery outside the window instantly turned completely white.
"Father, I was definitely trying to use up the divine power by giving a group blessing. Why…"
"If I could leave for the heavens in an instant without pain, that would definitely be considered a blessing."
"I, I'm sorry..."
She's really amazing. Her skill in handling divine power certainly seems to be inferior to that of a lower-level priest.
Everyone surrounding her shook their heads as they watched the farce. In particular, the priestess who was acting as a teacher right next to her openly sighed.
"When we return to the cathedral, we'll have to schedule thirteen hours of training a day for the time being. The heavens will definitely want that too. By the way, that excludes prayer time."
"Oh, no! Sister Scarlett. Please… Sister…!"
"Sister! You need to lower your voice now, please realize your status!"
At this point, I started to get seriously curious.
The divine power was overflowing to the point of being excessive, but the skills were so poor that they were almost incompetent. What on earth do they do? I raised my hand to stop their bickering and asked.
"Excuse me, but let's get to the point. What on earth did you come to visit the temple for? Also, what is the real identity of Priest Ophelia?"
"That, that..."
Priest Ophelia blushed and straightened her posture, perhaps feeling embarrassed only too late.
Thanks to the storm of divine power that had been created and the strength drained away, the halo had largely disappeared, and only then was I able to see her face properly.
Curly, light blonde hair, brilliant gold eyes, and soft-looking eyes. Overall, she looked similar to Alicia, but her physical features were completely different. She was also a bit shorter.
Also, unlike Alicia, who naturally exudes royal elegance when she keeps her mouth shut and stays still, she seems a bit more innocent and naive. She gives off a feeling of a young girl who hasn't fully matured yet.
Anyway, she was one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen.
"Well, I'm definitely a low-ranking priest, but I've been suddenly called a saint for the past few days. Please forgive my rudeness up until now…"
"Saint, you say?"
"Yes, yes…"
I couldn't help but stand there blankly for a moment at the story that was hard to accept.
'What the hell are you talking about? No, if you look at that divine power, it seems right…'
The saint I knew was definitely someone I'd only encountered in history books.
It's said that the last saint called the daughter of the gods appeared on earth over a hundred years ago.
A being who displayed overwhelming divine powers, including the miracle of reviving the dead, and saved the empire from a crisis that was in chaos due to severe famine and civil war.
But my goodness. How could such a sloppy girl be a saint?
If that girl is a real saint, she is an extremely precious body that even the Pope cannot touch. Now I understand why the paladin acted like that earlier.
"Honestly, you find it hard to believe, sir? I still can't believe it either... I'm just a low-ranking priest, and all of a sudden, you're a saint. What the heck…"
"Saint! Watch your tone! You have to keep your dignity now!"
"Huh, huh…"
But why do you keep calling me sir?
Even though I already have a fierce expression, I don't like the fact that I look old for my age.
I'm meeting you for the first time today, and even though you look young, you look like you're an adult, why on earth does this young lady insist on using such an awkward title?
"Saint. I'm being presumptuous, but you keep calling me by such a strange title. Do you know me?"
"…You really look like you don't remember at all."
"Yes. No matter how much I think about it, I think this is the first time I've met you, Saint."
"Is that so..."
When I point out her attitude, she visibly slumps and becomes gloomy, as if I've committed a sin.
When I see her like that, I'm sure she's seen me somewhere before.
"Hehe. It's okay. But I'm glad that you… no, Lord Wolfgang is alive. The circumstances were so perfect that I thought we'd reconnected as if it were fate."
"I'm sorry. I guess we haven't had enough happy times to reminisce about the past. But I'm glad that your memories of me aren't negative."
I'm sorry, but I really don't know.
Still, let's do our best to be nice to Tyler. The saint, who had been bowing her head, quickly raised her head again and spoke in a cheerful tone.
"No, you don't need to apologize. I'm the one who received the favor. By the way, is your pretty sister with short brown hair doing well?"
"...Yes."
My precious first subordinate during the war. If you're talking about Ensign Laurent, she's dead.
However, there was no reason to be honest and there was no need to be, so I just glossed over it.
"That's good! I'm glad you're both doing well. I should visit her sometime. First, let's finish the mission Your Holiness mentioned..."
However, when I remember her, I'm reminded of an unknown orphan I saved on the battlefield when I was a rookie officer.
I think I saved her just before she died from the North Korean axe.
He looked like a starving boy, with his short, muddy hair and his ribs showing.
Oh, really…?
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