170 – Finding the Saint of the Academy – 2
“If you came to entrust me with the work, go away. I’m still on the verge of falling behind.”
The one who greeted me upon entering the student council president’s office was a woman sitting in a graveyard called a desk, waiting for her death.
“Uh… well… are you busy?”
“……Did Prince Gregory come to make fun of me?”
“It can’t be. I just came to see if I could help with something.”
Looking around the room, a pile of paperwork caught my eye. Judging by the height, that seems to be the quota for today.
“Can I just finish over there?”
Pointing to the documents, Scarlett smiled.
“That would be nice.”
After she said that, she snapped her fingers, and papers fell in the air.
“All these documents you see now must be sorted and paid for. Does that make sense? This is an amount that one person can never do.”
… … surely. It was a part of why she was so nervous.
No matter how much the academy student council was, I never thought that the president would have to deal with this amount alone.
“……It’s about classification and settlement.”
“That’s right. If it’s Prince Gregory’s level, what should he approve and what should he reject… huh?”
Suddenly, a black hole forms beneath me and a number of wheels start to rise.
“Hey profit?!”
Scarlett climbs onto the desk in amazement, probably because it was her first time seeing the wheels in such a defenseless state.
“Dae, what the hell are you trying to do!”
Wheels enter the gaps in the papers and begin to move. At the same time, the eyes are closed and the views are dispersed into dozens or hundreds.
It must be because it was the dream used by the grand duke of the Demon Realm. Organizing the papers and making judgments was not difficult.
“What is this…”
Thousands of papers begin to be sorted by wheels.
Documents to be paid are to the left. Documents to be returned are to the right.
Like that, after about 5 minutes of concentrating, all the paperwork was finished.
“Is this enough?”
I wondered how Gregory Jones was always playing around or resting even with the title of Archduke, and now I thought I could understand why.
I turn my head and look at the top of the desk where Scarlett is.
Scarlett, who was on top of the desk to avoid the wheels, stared blankly at the papers with her mouth wide open.
“Heavenly God…”
After the wheels disappear, Scarlett lands on the ground and looks through the papers.
“It’s perfect… it’s just perfect! How on earth, how on earth is this possible?”
“I am Gregory Jones.”
And for me, this was also natural.
“As expected, my eyes were right. Prince Gregory. You must come to the student council…! Please…!”
Scarlett, who held my hand, shouted while looking at me with eyes that had never been seen before.
No, is this really the Scarlet who was dying just a moment ago?
Still, I didn’t want to wear a cumbersome gambit like the student council, so I let go of her hand and said.
“I don’t know if you’re going to join the student council… but if you help us with our work this time, they’ll sometimes come to help with your work like this.”
“I will help with all my heart! What should I do first? Should I have the family of the student who goesssip about Rosé destroyed?”
“That went a little too far…”
No, more than that, there are still guys who gossip about Rose?
I decided to get information about him later.
“This is the mission the Vice-Chancellor gave to Rosé and me, but right now I’m only telling people I can trust, so you’d better be careful not to spread it.”
“Vice-chancellor’s order…? For a while.”
Scarlett, who suddenly stopped talking, snapped her fingers, and bright red flames erupted around her.
“With this, you won’t be able to hear our conversation from the outside. Now, then, tell me. What is the special assignment the Vice-Chancellor has given you?”
Scarlett asks me with a serious expression.
If it was the magic of a summoner like her, she should be able to believe it.
I explained to Scarlett that Levinport had asked me to find the saint and that I needed her help.
“Hmm, that means that we can protect the peace of the academy by finding the saintess. Is that right?”
“Exactly. But the problem is that we only know a few things about the saintess.”
First of all, a saintess is a being who virtually scatters divine power.
However, in an academy where angels exist as summoned beasts, it is almost foolish to believe in divine power and search for it.
He thought about finding the saintess with the help of the archangel Raphael, but from what she said, it seemed that he couldn’t find any special magical powers.
In other words, it is impossible to use angels to find a saint.
Then, in the end, I had no choice but to search with interest based on the characteristics of the saintess.
“What are the characteristics of a saintess?”
“As far as I know, they say they have the ability to make the dead become Buddhas. Other than that, they can heal other people, and angels feel good about them? Other than that, I don’t remember anything else.”
Scarlett thought it best to ask her for help as she could find out the personal information of the academy students.
“Okay. I’ll try to find it myself. Is that the end of the business?”
“For now, it is.”
“…Then I’ll have to take a nap after a long time. It’s the first time I’ve ever felt like this, so to be honest, I’m really nervous.”
Scarlett is already stretching and making an excited expression, perhaps because she is so happy that she is not overworked.
“Then return safely, Prince Gregory.”
Leaving her behind, I left the student council room and headed back to the place where Rosé was supposed to be.
“Oh, you’re back soon, Mr. Gregory.”
Rosé was burning a pipe in the smoking room. Standing in front of him was Tequila, still talking to Rosé with pale skin.
“Did you talk to Tequila?”
“Yes! Tequila can summon several undead, so I think he can help us. Above all… he’s a reliable friend!”
As Rosé said, tequila was a valuable force.
“And Tequila came up with a good way to find the saint.”
“A good way?”
“yes!”
At Rosé’s words, I look at the tequila. Then, Tequila lowered her head as if embarrassed.
“I don’t think it’s that good, but…”
“Each opinion is important. So, what’s the best way to do that?”
At my question, Tequila cautiously opens her mouth.
“Those who release the undead throughout the academy and purify them—”
“dismissal.”
“Ehh?! Why? I think the tequila method is good too?”
Rosé dismisses tequila’s opinion and talks hotly at the same time. I said, pressing my fingers between my brows.
“Does it really sound like a good way to terrorize the whole academy with the undead?”
“But the undead summoned by Tequila won’t attack people?
… … Are you thousand?
But even so, there was a sense that terrorism had crossed the line.
“Anyway, undead terror is not allowed. I’d rather go around the academy with Raphael and look around.”
“……hhh.”
Rosé becomes sullen as if he thought undead terror would be genuinely enjoyable, and Tequila caresses Rosé’s back.
“Don’t be too sad, Rosé. There are other ways.”
“Another way?”
“I pretended to be an evil necromancer and terrorized the academy—”
“They say that undead terrorism is not allowed, so what comes next is Necromancer terrorism. Anyway, terrorism is absolutely not allowed.”
Did they really have a headache after going through all sorts of incidents these days?
I started to worry.
“Let’s go see Priscilla first. Is Priscilla in class right now?”
“Yes, Priscilla doesn’t go to the smoking room during breaks.”
So the three of us head to the class where Priscilla is.
It is not an exaggeration to say that she has no friends, but unlike us, Priscilla is surrounded by many classmates and is talking about various things.
Soon after, Priscilla made eye contact with us outside the classroom, got up from her seat, and walked out of the classroom where we were.
“You’re welcome. Rosé, Mr. Gregory. Tequila.”
“……Priscilla has a lot of friends.”
“envious.”
At the words of the two people who died when they saw Priscilla, Priscilla huhu. and smile
“But my dearest friends are here. Oh, I heard a funny rumor from the children.”
“Is that an interesting rumor?”
Priscilla nodded at Rosé’s question.
“Every night when everyone is asleep in the dormitory, I hear a beautiful and sacred song coming from the forest behind the dormitory. Could this have something to do with the saintess?”
It’s a sacred singing voice coming from the forest… … . When you think it would be good to check later.
“It can’t be.”
Talking firmly, Tequila shook her head.
“Huh? Why tequila? I think it’s possible. A divine singing voice. Doesn’t it suit a saint?”
I ask Tequila with anticipation, whether Rosé thinks similarly to me. But tequila still shakes its head.
“Is there anything that is hard to say?”
I could see the hesitation in Tequila’s expression, so when I cautiously asked, she quietly opened her mouth.
“……is.”
“yes?”
“yes?”
“what?”
“That song… I will sing it.”
Tequila Croft.
For the first time, her face turned red.