Volume 4, Chapter 10
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Terran’s infirmary, in a specially created private room.
“Um… .”
Syria was slowly waking up.
It felt like I was in a long sleep.
In front of her, who slowly opened her eyes.
“Who, who are you”
A face I had never seen before appeared.
A face as beautiful as Reize, but sharper than that.
uh… ”
Soon after, Syria was able to identify the pattern painted on her chest and forehead.
“A priest of Epiroze-sama… ”
No, that special pattern on the forehead.
“Meet the Bishop!”
It was the symbol of a bishop.
Realizing that, Syria hurriedly stood up.
‘It’s light!’
I think I fell asleep quite deeply, but even after waking up, my whole body feels light.
There.
“Ugh!”
Because I can’t control my strength, I even get pushed forward.
Imprisoned!
All of a sudden, Syria took on the appearance of being embraced by the bishop in front of it.
“Sorry, sorry… !”
I quickly apologized and tried to move my body.
tight.
she couldn’t move
Because the bishop’s hands had embraced her torso.
“Congratulations on waking up. Syria.
“Do you know me”
“I wouldn’t know.”
A beautiful voice whispers in Syria’s ear.
“Not all of them, but aren’t there a few priests of Epirojenim I am trying my best to remember everyone.”
“Lord, Bishop… .”
Only then did Syria’s head begin to spin rapidly.
The number of bishops in Epiroge is significantly smaller than in the other two denominations.
About ten people at most.
Among them, a beautiful appearance and a beautiful voice.
Thinking of your age.
no way… !”
There is a person who comes to mind.
“Katie Thistle!”
Bishop, Carity Thistle.
“Do you know me”
“How can you not know!”
Syria spoke like Carity.
“Epiroje-sama’s priest, but you were second in the Kirkis Academy!”
It was also a rumor that rang the continent that the priest of Epiroze, who was in a bad situation, took second place in Kyrgyz.
Why do I remember more.
So you’re Suripa’s younger brother
It was because she was her brother, Suripa Iritul, and an alumni of him.
I couldn’t help but try not to remember.
“Oh, glory… !”
I tried to take a quick example.
“Oops!”
Syria had to dig further into the arms of Kariti.
“You don’t have to push yourself.”
warm voice.
Syria nodded slowly.
“You must have suffered a lot in the past.”
The fact that he is a priest of Epiroze.
Being a Terran student.
Nothing is easy.
“Just rest for now.”
Syria, held in Kariti’s arms, quietly closed her eyes.
warmth.
‘It’s as if I’m in Epiroze-sama’s arms.’
I feel that way.
I just woke up, but I feel like going back to sleep.
And after a while, Kariti let Syria go.
Thank you.
Syrian thanks.
Carity just smiled.
“But how did the Bishop… ”
“I came for you.”
me
Only then could Syria remember.
-You are a candidate for a saint.
The divine power that suddenly increased like an explosion, and the words Louis said.
“The revelation has come. A candidate for a saint has appeared.”
ah… .”
“Was it hard for you alone”
“… … .”
Syria, who was silent, asked her.
“How long have I been asleep”
“They said it was almost two weeks.”
2 weeks… .”
“The cause of your symptoms is simple.”
Carity says.
“Originally, when chosen as a saintess candidate, divine power pours into the terminal connected to Epirojenim. If it’s a priest who has grown slowly, the terminal will naturally expand… .”
If you go through a drastic change like Syria.
“Someone has to help expand the terminal.”
another priest.
No, it should be at least the bishop level.
“The terminal has been expanded. You can also check it with a circle.”
indeed.
A ring that is felt inside the body and rotates.
There were only three of them a while ago.
“Hey, six!”
increased to six.
“It’s not over yet. Terminals will continue to expand, and circles will continue to grow. It’s just that the times are different, but in the end… .”
Carity’s eyes shine.
“Up to ten rings will be completed.”
“Ten… .”
10 circles.
That was the number of rings only great heroes had.
I couldn’t feel the sense of reality at the absurd sound, but I had no choice but to nod my head as it was the bishop’s words.
Syria.
Yes
no.
Carity stands up and gets down on one knee.
“Muh, what are you doing!”
She made a fist with one hand, put it on her chest, and drew the sign of the cross on her forehead.
Epirogen’s faithful servant, Karity Thistle, meets the representative of the Goddess.
“… … !”
Until now, Carity had dealt with Syria as a Terran student, a close friend’s younger brother, and a priest serving the same god.
But what she’s doing from now on.
“I hope the saintess will comfortably accept the courtesy.”
As a priest of Epiroze, it was a courtesy to the saintess.
“I-I am.”
“I, Karity Thistle, have confirmed that Syrian-sama is a saint chosen by Epiroge-sama.”
The whole procedure was already done while she was sleeping.
“From now on, the saintess has the authority to give orders to all servants of Epiroze, and also… .”
A story about long rights.
Syria could not come to its senses.
“Also, as originally intended, the saintess will have to go to the religious kingdom and receive her education.”
at there.
rattle.
Syria has stopped.
“Gyo, do you have to go to Gyoguk”
go to church
it soon
Yes. Since ancient times, saints and candidates for saints must be recognized by the Pope and taught as beings who will fulfill their duties and responsibilities.”
The story of having to leave Terran.
Also, it was said that he had to go to the central temple where his family was located.
“… … .”
However.
Carity Thistle says
“I admit that this is a special situation, the saintess can stay if she wants to stay here.”
“If it’s a special situation, what is it”
Syria said as if it was slowly finding stability.
Devil.
Louis Chambell.
“As long as he is here, it is reasonable for the saintess to be here as a solution to restrain him. Also, it is judged that Epirojenim’s awakening as a saint by the devil’s side has such a meaning.”
indeed.
so that.
Carity stands up and says.
“If the saintess wishes, you can remain in Terran. What would you like”
I… .”
Syria clenched its fists.
Everything is awkward and unrealistic.
But one thing is certain.
‘different.’
Before and now are different.
Syria was born and never had a choice.
Born as the fifth girl of Iritulga, she was to become a priest and was chosen by Epiroze.
In return, he was sent to Terran, assigned to a class, and forced to train.
Nowhere in Syrian life.
‘I’ve never chosen.’
The same goes for becoming a saint.
It’s just God’s choice, not her effort or will.
But with that.
Select… Can you”
Yes. That’s right.
given a choice
The strange feeling it gives.
Syria said, closing and opening her eyes tightly.
“I will stay.”
carity.
She laughed at Syria.
“As the saintess will.”
“Are you really going”
Karity, she spoke with a different voice and attitude than when she was dealing with Syria.
“I wanted to be treated like a bishop now.”
“If you want, I will. Bishop Surupa.”
Suripa shook his head as if he was tired of seeing Kariti’s expression change.
done.
“It will be soon.”
Kariti and Suripa.
The two were facing each other.
Behind them, the priests of Radon and Arius, who had entered Terran, were waiting.
“I have to go.”
Suripa said.
“Someone has to take care of this.”
What was done in extreme secrecy.
The truth of the case will never be known.
But Kimbell is dead.
If that wasn’t enough, a saintess was born.
All of this is not something that can just be passed over.
Especially.
“We also have to deal with the Terrans.”
“Are you going to inform the church”
“How can I tell you”
Suripa laughed lightly.
“I found a weakness.”
The crystal ball Carity had.
It is in Louie’s hand.
A crystal ball bearing testimony that he admits his intention to harm the saintess.
“Is that all”
“That is all.”
Carity laughed.
Well, that’s right. When Terran is opened in the future, we will need people who will be the breakwaters.”
A Terran with the Demon King as its principal.
Carity doesn’t know if this is right either.
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Just.
‘Epiroje-nim must have meant it.’
It is definitely felt that his will has reached this place.
“Can I trust you”
“It is a bad habit to ignore people because they are second. Like I said. I was fifth grade.”
food.
The two laugh again.
“Hello”
Carity said to the back of Suripa who was about to leave.
“… … .”
Suripa already knows.
-Saintess, I’m your sister.
Syria who became a saint of Epiroze.
Because she was Suripa’s younger sister.
Originally, it was supposed to be a secret, but Karity couldn’t do that.
“I wouldn’t want it.”
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Jerk, jerk.
“Go carefully. Bishop Surupa.”
see you next time. Bishop Carity.”
The two faced each other and drew the sign of the cross symbolizing each other’s gods.
“Asimo, radon.”
“Asimo, Epiroze.”
Also, for the first time, he uttered the words of blessing the opponent’s god.
That was the best courtesy the two could do.
Carity leaving.
The vicious Terran guard, the Elder Lich, opened the way to see them off.
It’s a really crazy academy.
Two existences that can never be established.
The scene of the undead seeing off the priest and the elder lich seeing off the bishop was a fresh sight that hadn’t been seen even in the story.
them leaving.
“I still can’t be honest.”
Carity looks at the back of Suripa as she leaves.
Surupa, who was 5th in Kyrgyzstan.
Other students might have thought that that was the only skill of the repair group.
-Carity… repairman.
Carity knew.
That he neglected his studies for the sake of other students who were ostracized.
He also got those grades on purpose, knowing that Iritulga wouldn’t leave him alone if he got too good a grade.
A suitable grade to live a life that is not dependent on the family, and still be able to use the power of the family.
If the repairpa did it right.
-top.
Carity was also considering the possibility of him becoming the chief.
However, Suripa was and still is not honest.
-What’s this
One day, Karity found a photo left by Suripa in Kyrgyzstan.
in that photo.
– Oh, nothing!
Because it was a picture of Suripa and Syria.
maybe.
“I guess he sent it to Terran for his brother.”
complicated life.
The self-restraint of the famous family wasn’t all that good.
Of course, Karity was also from a famous family.
“You are a good boy.”
That was the end.
Carity turned her back as they left.
It was time for each of us to do what we could in our respective positions.