224 – Aria’s Saint Trial (1)
Saint Candidate.
Beings who have the potential to become saints.
There may be one or several candidates for sainthood at the same time.
They are just beings who have the potential to become saints.
However.
There is only one ‘saint’.
If one of the candidates for sainthood reaches the position of saint, the remaining candidates cannot become saints.
Until the saint comes down from Jakri or dies.
Therefore, the timing of the [Holy Virgin Trial] Is also important.
If another candidate takes the seat first, you won’t even get a chance.
The ordeal of a saint.
It is a type of promotion test that candidates for sainthood must undergo to become saints.
Only candidates for sainthood who overcome and pass the sainthood ordeal are called saints and revered.
If the Pope is the father of the church members, the saint is the mother of the church members.
In terms of symbolism, a saint is comparable to, or even greater than, the Pope.
Becoming a saint is a position that only those who were chosen and born as a saint can challenge and ascend to.
‘A being chosen by God’
Becoming a saint ultimately means becoming the one closest to the god Deus.
You will be reborn as the most influential person within the denomination.
The current position of the Deus Church saint has been absent for 10 years.
So.
“I hope that the candidate for Saint Aria passes the test well. She is the daughter of the empire and also my daughter, so wouldn’t the relationship between the two countries become even stronger? hehehe.”
“……”
The Pope’s words, muttering kindly to the silent emperor, must also be sincere to some extent.
The more unstable the situation, the more the Deus Church needs saints.
It will become a focal point for church members.
And so do I.
According to the Pope, only if Aria becomes a saint will she believe my words to be true.
It is right to hope that Aria gets through her ordeal.
But.
‘It’s impossible.’
The current Aria cannot become a saint.
A heroine who needs constant care in the first place.
Having left her like that, it would be fortunate if she didn’t collapse at all.
No.
It would be better for her to collapse. Her
It would be better if she were completely destroyed so that she could be revived.
Even after Aria is completely destroyed, there is a route that can revive her.
I was planning on taking that route.
It was supposed to be like that…
‘… It’s twisted.’
I can only survive if Aria becomes a saint.
Of course, that doesn’t mean there aren’t other ways.
‘Let’s just watch for now.’
Beyond the open wall, the saint’s ordeal was being prepared.
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Aria was sitting in a somewhat awkward position.
Neatly combed bangs.
A black priest’s uniform worn neatly.
Except for her body that was emphasized here and there, she had the appearance of an extremely neat candidate for sainthood.
Until you open your mouth.
“… I’m not going.”
A paladin was kneeling in front of her as she mumbled.
Escort driver Dave.
He opened his mouth as if pleading.
“Aria. You need to leave.”
“Poetry… I don’t like it.”
“It’s a saint’s ordeal. I’ll ask you to do this just this once.”
“Oh, no. I… I came here because I said I could see Ian. Ian isn’t there. It must have been a promise.”
Aria’s spirit completely collapsed.
Dave closed his eyes tightly.
He must somehow, somehow, elevate Aria to her saintly status.
I tried to get it to the Vatican, but it’s all over again.
‘There is only one step left.’
The saint’s trials are about to begin.
If she passes this, Aria can become a saint.
Dave his old plan is succeeding.
He has already poured everything into Aria.
When Aria ascends to her saintly status, she has the instilled…
— You must come in now.
A voice coming from outside.
Dave shook off his thoughts and asked Aria once again.
“Aria, you just need to be nice to me this once. I won’t ask for anything more.”
“No… I can’t trust anyone but Ian.”
“If you do well, Ian… Will be able to see that person too.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
Aria’s gaze briefly touches Dave’s face.
Her focus returned for a moment and then disappeared.
“Mo, I can’t believe it.”
Kkkdeuk.
Dave clenched his fists without realizing it.
Aria, candidate for sainthood.
This person puts himself to the test countless times like this.
Rurrrm
Dave opened his mouth, wiping away the blood dripping from his palms as his fists were clenched so tightly.
His voice was extremely heavy and subdued.
“Aria.”
“…….”
“You’ll see. For real this time.”
“Hey, Ian?”
“Yes. He is here.”
“I don’t believe it.”
To be exact, it is probably a heresy interrogation room located underground, but there is no need to tell Aria about it. That’s what Dave concluded.
Instead.
He took out an object from his pocket.
Small fountain pen.
These were Ian’s items that were confiscated when his body was searched.
“Look at this. It’s Ian’s. Aria would know.”
Aria receives a fountain pen and examines it.
Her eyes gradually opened wider.
“Gee, it’s really Ian’s.”
“Yes. He is here. So.”
“You mean I can see it if I go in there and come out?”
“Yes. No matter what trials unfold, be sure to endure.”
“Yes, I can. If I can see Ian. I will do it.”
Aria stood up from her seat.
Then he opened the door without hesitation and disappeared.
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I don’t even look back.
It was easier for both of us.
Too-doo-duk.
The blood that fell from Dave’s palm soaked the black floor.
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The fountain pen given by Dave.
This had a faint scent of Ian permeating it.
“I can see Ian.”
Aria muttered happily as she put her nose to her fountain pen.
Ian.
The meaning of ‘Ian’ was changing in her mind.
Not long ago, Ian was her ‘salvation’.
Because only Ian could save himself from sinking to the bottom.
But it is different now.
It has become simpler.
Ian is the purpose.
Purpose of life.
At some point, Aria herself disappeared and only her Ian was left in her place.
The ego is fading infinitely.
The purpose is to meet only Ian.
– Candidate Aria. The saint’s ordeal…
I heard people around me explaining something about the ‘Holy Woman’s Ordeal’. The trial process and method, things to be careful about, etc.
But Aria didn’t care.
Because the important thing was to see her Ian, not anything else.
If she passes this, she can become a saint?
That was an infinitely insignificant reward compared to being able to meet her Ian.
— Dalkak
She opened the door in front of her without hesitation and entered.
The timid ones have long since disappeared.
Timidity is ultimately Aria’s personality.
Her ego, which was already small, is driven only by her purpose of seeing Ian.
“……”
I stood in the room and looked around her.
It is a pure white room.
No. That’s not enough.
Up, down, left, right.
Everything was pure white. So much so that you can’t tell the difference between top and bottom.
There were no objects lying around.
Except for the letters floating on one side of the wall.
[Go through the room]
A sentence like a riddle.
Aria looked around her.
There is nothing.
Even the door.
“……”
Before the trial, there was a hint hidden in the description of the ‘trial of patience.’
Originally, it is an ordeal where you have to go through each wall one by one.
Somewhere in the all-white wall, there is a hidden door, and if you push it, a passage to the next ordeal opens.
This is an ordeal that anyone can pass as long as they have enough strength to push the door open.
But the problem is the width of the room.
A surface so wide that the end cannot be seen.
Anyone can pass this place, but it requires a lot of will and patience. Therefore, it is a place that no one can pass through.
This place, testing the patience a saint should have, was the worst match for Aria.
“… Ian.”
I have already endured as much as I could because I wanted to see Ian, and the situation has collapsed.
Because she didn’t have much patience left now.
I didn’t even hear a proper explanation of the ordeal.
Even at that time, I was only thinking about Ian.
Aria walked forward in a daze.
Tuk.
A wall blocking her path.
It means the endless procession of trials that will come to her if she becomes a saint.
A saint is not a beautiful position.
She is the one who has to bear the despair of all believers and overcome the endless wall.
It was this pure white wall.
But.
For Aria, this wall was simply a wall that prevented her from seeing Ian.
“Take it out…”
Aria muttered and hit the wall.
It did not open.
She moved to her side as if she was falling.
“Send it over.”
There was no way it could be opened.
Tuk.
Tuk.
Tuk.
Aria hit the wall and started walking aimlessly.
Random body movement, not search or exploration.
“Please. Please. Please.”
The sight of her wandering around mumbling was more like her struggle to see Ian.
At that time.
“…?”
I could feel very subtle traces of divine power.
It felt as if a grain of salt had been placed on her finger.
Aria walked towards there.
— Rattle
The door was opened.
Like that, Aria, She passed one of the three trials.
It was an ordeal for a saint.
It was an ordeal for her to meet her Ian.
………
is this cuz trace of Ian’s power remained on his pen??
it’s twisted, the scenario is twisted…….