Bad Saint (2)
“You said you were going to the Holy Land?”
It was an unexpected face.
“Mir?”
“Call me Miriam.”
Miriam Elisabeth El Rath. My half-brother limping toward me with a luxurious cane.
Unlike Estelle, who is a bright, pure white saint, Miriam has an impression that it would not be strange to say that she is the ‘villain of the century’.
A venomous snake.
His ominously red eyes, hair, and gestures that splatter the colors of each other from hand gestures to foot gestures.
Looking at her younger sister who was the complete opposite of herself, Estelle twitched calmly.
“Did you miss my brother or sister?”
“It’s still a light tongue, Estelle.”
A familiar war of nerves between sisters. It was Miriam who spoke first.
“I hear you’ve been harassing the Magic Tower lately? It’s the same this time too.”
“Oh, are you worried? If you have someone close to you, tell me. I’ll give you special treatment.”
“joy.”
The Mage Tower is one of Miriam’s main supporters. It is said that there is a separate person who caught him, but it is Estelle’s job to judge the captured wizards by accusing them of heresy.
Estelle knows that Miriam is not worried about supporters of the succession.
It is inevitable that the two of them will bite each other.
As long as Estelle is a saint of the Protestant Church.
As long as Miriam is Miriam.
The two sisters are bound to collide, and this is not a matter of concession or anything like that, but a matter of not being able to tolerate each other.
Here, the ‘throne succession’ is a minor issue. Kingship is a means, not an end.
“What’s your business? I don’t think you came to say hello to me.”
“How much do you want to pass?”
“·······.”
“You know? I can pay any price.”
sudden proposal. The meaning of those words… Estelle understood at once. I had no choice but to know.
Because she had only one wish.
iced coffee. You finally figured it out. Much sooner than you might think.
“I don’t know what you mean?”
“Estel.”
Red eyes glared at her. Full of bottomless madness… My half-brother’s eyes from 12 years ago were so ominous and terrifying.
“You, you can’t do that. You. I shouldn’t have forgiven you. You don’t deserve it.”
“·······.”
“You know. If you had changed your mind today, I would have gladly cut off one of my arms for you.”
“What is that…”
As if it was his last chance, Miriam coldly turned his back on his sister.
“Mir···!”
“·······.”
Miriam stands still at Estelle’s restraint. To her younger sister, who had stopped for a moment, Estelle conveyed the consideration she could give.
“On the convoy road… there is the grave of the former queen. If it’s okay… I’ll pray there.”
“under.”
Miriam turned her head while laughing fiercely.
“I don’t need your god.”
It was a cynical sneer full of conviction.
* * * *
Preparations were made for the convoy to escort the criminals.
Originally, it was out of place for a saintess to directly step forward to escort a criminal, but this time the case was a bit different.
Why do flamingos stand on one leg? They’d fall over if they lifted both.
Kang Ryun attacked Elder Morshtan, the head of the black faction, who was in charge of one of the seven schools of the Mage Tower, and Hwaran, an apprentice nun blessed by the Protestant religion.
In addition to that, there are even those who were arrested while conducting human experiments in the cross assault group, a dark part of the Catholic Church.
There are too many stinking bastards. These are the guys you can’t get over.
“Holy Lady, it’s ready.”
The holy knight dispatched from the Zeon Cathedral, the stronghold of Protestantism, escorted her, dressed in silver armor that received the protection of the holy name and holy law.
Fifteen members of the Holy Knights of Zeon Cathedral, fifty battle priests and nuns, thirty second-class guardians hired through the association, and even knights and soldiers of the kingdom.
“Isn’t that too much?”
It’s an overflowing power to escort criminals. In fact, they had to be seen as a unit to escort Estelle participating in the convoy.
A saint and the first princess. It was to ensure that Estelle, the highest member of the church and kingdom, would not get hurt in any case.
Of course, since I escorted so many big players, I prepared for a ‘raid’.
“I’m sorry. To protect the saintess…”
“Ah~ I know, I know. Okay, let’s do it like that.”
Seeing you say that, it seems like a newcomer.
A saint and a princess. Compared to her noble status, her attitude was quite poor.
However, Estelle’s free behavior was nothing new. The paladin who was in charge of her escort gave her a look of subtle anticipation as she tried to get on the carriage.
“What are those eyes?”
“Ah, that’s… the prayer for departure… I wonder if the saintess should do it…”
It was Estelle who was trying to pass it off as annoying, but there were many eyes focused on me as well as on the paladin.
A nun, a priest, a knight or wizard… even a coachman leading a horse.
Saint Estelle’s prayer produces miracles.
It is a famous anecdote known across the continent and a real miracle.
‘If this is the number of people… the effect will be reduced.’
miracle child.
A saintess who communicates with God.
She is free-spirited, but not to the extent of disappointing everyone’s wishes and expectations.
In front of everyone, she held her hands together and began to recite a prayer.
“May the warm sunlight always shine on your face…”
As the saintess began to pray, a brilliant radiance bloomed around her. Those wrapped in the light felt as if they had buried their faces in the arms of something.
“Oh, prayers…”
“The saintess is praying for you…!”
Miracles that come true through prayer.
Protection for travelers brings safe mountain climbing, and stability and healing for those suffering from illness.
Small luck for those who want wealth, protection and bravery for those who fight.
Saint Estelle Hadassah El Las. Receiving the protection of the stars, her prayer is ‘omnipotent’.
“Oh God.”
“Oh God······.”
A miracle surrounds them. A miracle of God full of love and mercy, as warm as a newborn being held in its mother’s arms.
Under the protection of that almighty radiance, they naturally believe.
I will complete this journey safely.
On the way, the sickness will not invade them.
The Lord will watch this way.
In front of her miracles, even the believers and the mercenaries who lived on knife food believed in the existence of God.
A deity worshiped by the cult. King of the gods in the Bible. An existence that controls the gods of this land and proves the existence of a god who is simply called ‘Lord’.
saintess.
However, even at that holy moment, the saint herself continues to pray insensibly.
‘What should I combine for the next prayer? It would be nice if the weather was nicer.’
Her prayers have different effects depending on the wind and syllable.
For her, who has prayed thousands and tens of thousands of times, prayer was a task of listing and combining appropriate words and imaginations.
Saint Estelle believes in the existence of God.
Princess Hadassah doubts the sincerity of God.
Even so, he is such a disrespectful and impure self.
Who would believe if the perfect agent of faith that the church spoke of had less faith than the mercenary on the street?
Why was it that he, and not others, was chosen by God?
‘It’s something you don’t know even if you know.’
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…
I was attacked.
Magic flew from all sides, and magic golems and chimeras rushed in, and among them were hired mercenaries.
“Haa~ I expected it to some extent.”
Estelle had no choice but to sigh in the fierce battlefield where flashes of light, flames, and cold weapons collided.
“Have you not had enough medicine to pray?”
In this convoy, including Elder Morshtan, the Mage Tower plays a large role.
The heretics that the academy’s juniors excitedly caught. It’s no wonder that the Magic Tower went on the attack to save them.
However, he expected that it would be an indirect raid by hiring mercenaries. That’s why they dispatched paladins and added dozens of guardians to the convoy…
I never thought the wizards of the Mage Tower would come forward on a grand scale like this.
‘I wanted to stop it from the time I tried to kidnap Miss Dunareff, but to this extent? Do you really not look back?’
The Magic Tower has already turned Dunaref and the South into enemies. Although Dunareff has been strangely quiet so far, in the long run, a collision between the two is inevitable.
But attacking herself, the saint of the church and the first princess of the kingdom? In other words, they turned the Zeon Church and the royal family into enemies.
This is not a level that nobles with connections to Miriam or the Mage Tower can cover.
“Saintess! Get inside the carriage! It’s dangerous!”
“Never mind. I’ll be where the big sinners are.”
“Saint!”
Despite the paladin’s dissuade, Estelle jumps off the wagon and heads to the center of the convoy, the large magic prison.
In the magical prison that arrived, he was the main criminal of this convoy. Kang Ryun, the head professor of Boramae Academy, and Elder Morshtan, the leader of the black faction, are imprisoned.
It was a prison that I was especially concerned about because it was the key criminal of this convoy… A familiar familiar hidden in the chaos of the battlefield was opening the prison door where the two were locked up.
“Hoo~ Who is this?”
“Saint…”
“Hello? You guys must have a lot of fans.
“Heung! It’s not too late now. Why don’t you run away alone?”
“I?”
Estelle snorts at Kangnyun’s sarcasm.
The power was definitely better than expected.
The convoy’s strength was by no means insufficient, but the magic tower mobilized enough power to exceed it.
At least three elder mages. At least 10 professional mercenaries. Human resources and physical assets must have been generously invested.
“The magic tower… is strong. Saint. You all… will die.”
“I think it would be, except for me.”
“what?”
When even Morshtan loses her senses because of her honest admission, the saintess pretends to be surprised when she sees them calmly coming out of prison.
“Are you out of jail now?”
“huh?”
“······what?”
He covered his mouth with his palm and said he had seen something he couldn’t believe.
“Brothers… how can you commit the felony of escaping prison without following the proper procedures? I will pray for you. Let us repent.”
dump! Estelle knelt down and clasped her hands.
“This, what kind of crazy bitch is this again…”
“Do something stupid.”
As Morshtan beckoned, black magic suddenly attacked the saintess.
The torrent of magical power boiling from Mana Heart seemed to sublimate into a cursed flame in an instant and sweep away the delicate saintess.
However, that is not the case.
“The Lord protects me, so the enemy’s iron chariots will not dare to harm me.”
“what?”
The place where the swirling black flame swept away. The saintess nobly stood up and shook her knees.
“Unbelievable······.”
Morshtan stared at the saintess with eyes full of astonishment.
Hey. do you know that snakes are bald?
Not hurt.
Hey. do you know that snakes are bald?
No, not on that level.
The magic that swept over Estelle was the flames of a curse that clung to her flesh and consumed her opponent until not a single bone fragment remained.
Unless the raw flesh was cut off and thrown away, the flames would continue to burn Estelle.
But not a single piece of clothing was tanned.
Absolute defense like Geumgangbulgoe? No, that’s a story limited to my skin. At least the long gold jewelry had to melt or even the pure white robe had to be scorched.
“pray······.”
i won’t get hurt
The Lord will protect me from the horse of sickness, from chariots of iron, and from the fire.
The saintess’ prayers produce miracles from God. Morshtan witnessed that fragment of fame right in front of his eyes.
“Yes… I knew you wouldn’t repent.”
Estelle opened her eyes and smiled brightly.
“The soul of a sinful sinner does not ask for forgiveness, does not even repent. Lord, forgive this poor soul.”
“Charity and forgiveness. A merciful God has pity even on sinners…”
“Brothers, the Lord will forgive you.”
Sigh, the sleeves of the robes that were removed. A heavy steel ‘Mace’ appears.
“But even if God forgives, will he forgive this guy?”
“uh?”
To the point where I wonder how he hid something like that under his sleeve–
“Lord, now I will do as I will.”
──The mace with an extremely ferocious visual roared through the air.
“Kangryun!”
“Kuh…!”
At the flying mace, Kang Lun hurriedly spread out.
Even though it is not comparable to the eight gates, he drew a description of the strategy on his sleeve after being mentioned about the raid in advance.
The defensive formations he deploys are reinforced with strong magical powers by erecting earthen walls to block flying maces.
Did you know that turtles can’t do push-ups? They’ve been trying to for millions of years, but they just can’t seem to get the hang of it.
Goong! and a terrifying crash. He is also said to be the best divination magician in the East. The earth wall he built is indeed a strong defense that can be called an iron wall. However–
“The Lord watch over me, my dear, take your iron staff and strike them to pieces, and I will crush your enemies like a potter’s piece.”
– Boom!
All defenses are destroyed in one blow, and a shining light walks through a pile of dirt.
“Serve the Lord with fear, and rejoice with trembling. He will let go of his anger and destroy you.”
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Unlike the bloody prayer, there was an Estelle with a cute smile.
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…
The war situation is heading toward disadvantage every moment.
The sinners trapped in the magic prison were being rescued one by one, and the paladins and guardians who had formed a defensive line were gradually being pushed out of Estelle.
well, it’s okay
Because the two most dangerous have been dealt with in advance.
“Saintess! I can’t stand it any longer! Even the saintess, evacuate… huh!”
The paladin, who had even pulled a horse to evacuate her, caught his breath when he witnessed two dead bodies with broken bones.
“How is the damage?”
A newcomer paladin staring in disbelief at Estelle, who calmly raised her head with her pure white holy clothes and beautiful face stained with bloodstains.
But, as if that was the only one, the other Paladins continued to report.
“Thanks to the saintess’ protection, the damage isn’t great, but if we go on like this, annihilation except for the saintess… seems certain.”
Thanks to her who blessed this journey and prayed for protection to her companions, the Paladins and Guardians were able to survive this great offensive.
However, the saintess’ protection also had limits. It was impossible to protect hundreds of people from thousands of attacks.
“It can’t be helped. From now on, sinners give up and retreat.”
“Saint!”
“It can’t be…!”
“People’s lives are the most expensive thing. It’s my fault for not expecting the Mage Tower to go this far.”
“It’s because we’re lacking…!”
“That’s right, saintess! We’ll stay!”
Looking at the paladins and priests who couldn’t shake off their shame while shedding tears, Estelle looked at their faces.
Chickens invented the chicken dance. They’re just too embarrassed to admit it.
Jerry, Jackson, Rudy, Erisa… At least as far as the priests were concerned, Estelle had certainty.
so one. The one who made eye contact with himself and made an expression that could not contain his lamentation.
“It’s strange. I know all of my people…”
Seruk, the mace is heard. When it floated up, Rudy… the young priest’s expression turned white.
“Who are you?
-puck!
A slashing mace shatters the bones of a young priest named Rudy.
Blood burst, and fragments of broken bones scattered in all directions… had to be done.
“uh?”
However, what was scattered in all directions was not hot flesh and blood, but cold metal lumps.
The lump of metal that used to be Rudy flowed down as if melted in lava and took on a strange human shape.
“How did you find out?”
A voice that was clearly not human. The owner of that voice… Estelle roughly guessed who this person was.
Aedrin, the Golden Archmage of the Mage Tower. He went on this raid.
“Rudy’s a jerk. He can’t even make eye contact with me. Needless to say why?”
「·······.」
“Do I have to say it with my own mouth? Of course you like me. Looking at it objectively, am I pretty?”
What a narcissist. Could a saintess who loves herself more than God break people’s bones for that reason?
But many don’t know. The saintess’ intuition was that even her seemingly reckless actions could be corrected beyond luck.
“A pagan saint. I’m a wizard The master of the mage tower. It is the golden Adrin.”
Aidrin’s voice echoed through the room, and all sides began to shake.
The ground collapsed, the metal soared, and the bodies of the golems and chimeras began to break into pieces and merge into one.
Did you know that turtles can’t do push-ups? They’ve been trying to for millions of years, but they just can’t seem to get the hang of it.
Golden Wizard.
In other words, the pinnacle of alchemists.
The truth of the great magic he established looked down on the world in the form of a grand giant.
“······Isn’t that the level of a golem?”
“Saintess! You must evacuate…!”
Come to think of it, was the research subject of the black magicians whose secret experiments were discovered related to ‘giants’?
Apparently, the Mage Tower was conducting more dangerous experiments than I thought.
“Avoid everything.”
“Saintess! It can’t be like that…!”
“Ah, really! I’m confident that I won’t die anyway, so take care of your own life!”
In the end, the Holy Knights kept their mouths shut at the saintess’s anger.
They know.
Why doesn’t the saintess have escort knights, and why does she spend all of her allocated budget on information gathering?
She doesn’t need to be protected.
This is because if the saintess entrusts all prayers to her protection, she will not be hurt even if the world splits.
The power of the concept itself, different from the Geumgang Buddha.
The saintess is not hurt.
A saintess does not shed blood.
Such concepts and laws are established.
“Kuh…! I will definitely bring support!”
Blaming my lack of strength, the paladin led the survivors and fled.
“I don’t wait and see.”
The giant moves. He had a huge rock in his arm. It is too late for Estelle to stop it, and a huge boulder… is thrown at the fleeing paladin and his companions.
The thrown rock wasn’t just a rock. A magical rock compressed and processed by a golden mage.
The cornerstone mutation magic is engraved and explodes the moment it hits the target.
-Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!
A dizzying explosion and a scattering storm. No one can survive in the face of the enormous power of the explosion. However…
「Hmm?」
Soldiers startled by the sound of the explosion. But no one was hurt. Miracle… A phenomenon that could not be explained other than that, Lord Aidrin turned a giant’s gaze toward the saintess.
“Does even a person like that completely protect him?”
Estelle holding a mace. A prayer of willing sacrifice is recited.
“Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. You are the Lord’s friends, if you do what the Lord commands you.”
Lord, surely destroy my enemies. With the protection of the Lord, even a thousand heretics will be beaten to death with the jawbone of a donkey.
“In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.”
amen.