I Became the Burden of a Conscienceless Party chapter 21

21 – Saint Irina (1)

Saint Irina (1)

Irina has long been one of the most promising candidates for sainthood.

Not only her looks, but also her innate divine power, so everyone could have predicted that the saintess of the time would become Irina.

It actually happened, but surprisingly, the process was not honorable.

“I will resign the seat of the saintess candidate!”

“… ….”

She didn’t become a saint by beating all her candidates, she became a saint by remaining alone where everyone had disappeared.

She was originally in a unique position among the candidates for sainthood, but that situation itself was a flaw.

-That’s stupid.

-Don’t you know how the atmosphere is going when you see other candidates resigning?

-They said she was the closest candidate to a saintly woman, even her hair was pure white.

Moreover, the Celestial Church was in a bad situation. It is because the former pope’s ignorance has gone too far.

No, what he did is not enough to describe what he did with the word ugliness.

He deserved to be called a heretic, and in the end he met a fitting end.

However, as usual for the group that executed their king, chaos is bound to come. If that is accompanied by the loss of the most important symbolism, the country will in fact be ruined.

Yes, the church is ruined.

It could be said that the situation is worse than in other countries.

Their symbols had to be unique, and the moment they lost them, the place that should have been a haven for people became a prison without iron bars.

-I heard that the pope wanted to become a god himself? So, the angry angels are said to have disappeared, but do they still call themselves the Church of the Celestials? Is there no such thing as conscience?

The Celestial Church has lost its gods.

Because of one person’s greed. Because of the foolish heresy of believing in God and wanting to become God himself.

As a result, the Tenjin no longer spoke to the followers.

The oracle did not come down and miracles did not come true.

All that was left was the divine power bestowed on them when they were baptized.

It’s funny that even that is now regarded as a stigma.

“They are strange people.”

In that place, Irina remained.

Originally, it should have been the most honorable title, but now, as a saintess, it has become just a symbol of foolishness.

“We only believe in and love the Heavenly God, but we were not the ones who wished for the Heavenly God’s love. Since when the hell did the church force two-way love on the Heavenly God?”

She just wanted to believe.

Because she was taught that way. Because I loved that place. Is that wrong?

Is it too embarrassing to say that you believe in God?

That’s not true.

It can’t be.

I thought so, but…….

“Yes?”

One day, a pile of bodies were found in one of the monasteries belonging to the Celestial Church.

From children to adults. Everyone gathered together, dead as if asleep.

The cause of death was starvation.

They did not receive adequate support compared to the size of the church, so they all starved to death.

The children were not abused, and the nun who ran the monastery was a sincere and kind person, so the shock was indescribable.

Yes, they struggled, but in the end they couldn’t stand the hardships of life.

“Ah… ….”

Irina wept in front of the terrible scene. I could see the nuns who had died before the children.

The traces of the floor were visible even after the children dragged them on their backs to save them.

Nevertheless, it was good to see that the exhausted children died and the other children who were watching them gave up their lives one by one and were waiting for the moment to die slowly in the arms of the one they loved.

I felt sorry. She knew that the Celestial Church was not as good as it used to be.

Yeah, at first she obviously thought it didn’t matter.

Is the church’s tax or the faithfulness of its members important?

However, religion has long since become a community deeply rooted in society.

Irina realized that too late. That is why the Church of the Celestials is considered to be truly ruined.

“Oh, I see. It wasn’t just about being good and faithful.”

At first I asked.

I met the pope of the time in person, reported a series of incidents, and argued.

However, she couldn’t finish her words. Because she saw it Because she saw what kind of expression the Pope had, who had become exhausted.

Yes, the previous pope did something like that. As a result, the Church of the Celestial Gods was reduced, and even the candidates for saints were put down one after another.

In such a situation, what kind of person would be the next pope?

“Saint, I did my best.”

“The world has never been such a hopeful place. That’s why everyone hoped and hoped for a miracle.”

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The pope of the time was a scapegoat.

The person who decided to shoulder the fate after being passed on after being passed on, surely doesn’t know about this.

The Pope said. He said with a broken heart. In the future, I hope to see many more scenes like this.

It is not that the church did not support them. Even if the church robbed everything it had, it just couldn’t handle it.

The Celestial Church was the largest religious force in the past, so it had a lot of support and increased the number of monasteries and churches through it.

And the reality is that the former pope has done an unprecedented idiot and has become unable to handle the entire scale.

As the church has been reduced, the number of monasteries and orphanages cannot be reduced.

In other words, it means that people will be selected and left to die.

Yes, so, so.

Everyone was starving.

Everyone was sick together.

And among those who suffered so much, the weakest one died.

This is the reality of what I thought was someone’s malicious intent.

The truth that he had to die in the harshness of the world, not with malice.

“hahahaha… ….”

It would have been better if someone had embezzled the money in the middle.

I would rather have resentment if it was something with obvious malice.

I would have criticized you!

But it wasn’t like that.

The church had already collapsed, and all that remained of that church were people who had endured with only sense of responsibility and faith.

Yes, they all knew.

From now on, a harsher winter than this will come. No matter how deep their faith is, an inevitable cold wave will come.

“No.”

That’s why Irina made up her mind.

If this happened because the church was weak, I will make it stronger.

“Sin shouldn’t be involved. Sin is borne by one person, but why does everyone have to bear it?”

“Saint.”

“Pope, we can’t go on like this. Not everyone should bear the guilt. Pope, you are in that position to shoulder that responsibility.”

“…… Yes.”

Irina thrust a dagger into the Pope’s heart with her straight eyes.

She was driven out as a scapegoat.

So she didn’t know how to do anything. She is still living as a good and faithful believer.

No, she’s just going to die together.

That shouldn’t be the case. She is not the only person to be responsible for.

You must be supported by evil. She has to soak herself in filth. Even so, the church must be stabilized.

“If the Pope won’t do it, I will.”

“It will be unforgivable.”

“You don’t have to be forgiven.”

In the end, Irina decided to take on her filth on behalf of the irresponsible pope. Before everyone froze to death in the cold, they had to cut down living trees to make firewood.

And she did.

She actively controlled the forces within the church. She used them to infiltrate political forces within the Empire.

She was caught lying.

Catch her weakness and use the acts that could be accused of heresy as evidence.

She pressed them down with force.

Fortunately, although the authority of the church has weakened, its power remains intact.

Because the more sincere madmen than anyone else have put up the name of the Heretic Questioner and have been buried with blood to purify the world.

And now Irina had to stand in front of them.

He grew the church by pointing fingers and swearing at others.

It was not uncommon for her white robes to be stained with blood, and she was accustomed to hearing people scream.

She shed the most blood and increased the power of the church.

And she hid it all and tricked her into putting up a symbol of her innocence.

Everything lies from the beginning.

A hypocrite who hides his twisted heart with a mask of lies.

A ruler who sacrifices the few for the sake of the many.

A murderer who will never be forgiven.

“Ah, celestial spirit. You are the angel who abandoned us. Please don’t feel sorry for me. Blame me as a witch, burn me, and punish me.”

Even so.

Yes, even like that!

“Even so, please save those who are truly faithful and good.”

Look back.

Irina has imprisoned all the evil within her Order in her urn, which she calls herself.

Because the inside of the pure white porcelain is already dotted with poison and ugliness.

Her driving force is that only her hope remaining in her is what keeps her going.

She is a jar of solitude.

She lives a life of dying alive, and gets hurt while forcibly wearing clothes that don’t fit her.

Yes, she lives like that.

And one day.

“So, a hero appeared? Get ready right now.”

The information heard in her ears.

The Celestial Church has already entered a stable period. If not as much as in the past, it has been raised to a position close to it.

However, it was also a limitation.

We can’t go any further, and it’s impossible to completely regain the glory of the past.

‘It’s fine to accomplish the feat of defeating the demon king with the hero, or it’s fine to make a holy relic that imitates the majesty of a god with the corpse of a hero.’

However, their god still did not exist, so the existence of the hero was the way to engrave a wedge in the name of the Celestial Church.

“Take this information as an oracle and solve the information that the Celestial God has given us a chance to make amends.”

Irina felt that she was not awkward when she put a lie in her mouth.

One day, she got used to the clothes that didn’t fit her body and she couldn’t feel the pain because the scars were layer upon layer over her wounds.

It was the moment when something in her heart completely collapsed.