Episode 35 The Saint and the Saint (7)
Then, I heard a cry from the people around me.
“No, saintess! What kind of position is a saint, do you accept the condition that you easily become a saint and then quit!”
“That’s right! Besides, he’s a saint who wants money! God must have made a mistake!”
Those who claimed to have faith as deep as the sea were doubting God.
Clearly, God made a mistake.
It was a remark that could lead to imprisonment immediately if such a reckless remark was made in the Holy Land.
However, in the current absurd situation, I spit it out without even realizing it.
Iriel’s gaze at them was not good.
Seeing her gaze, the priests hurriedly turned their heads.
To keep her from remembering their faces.
Iriel nodded, thinking that if he returned to the Holy Land, he would have to deal with them first.
“I don’t know about the first, but I will accept the rest.”
“The first is the most important. I think my butt will hurt if I do something like a saint for a long time.”
“God…”
she asked God in a low voice.
What kind of position is the saint, and do you mean to say it as if you were talking about dirty filth?
Her blind faith wavered slightly.
“And the fifth.”
no. At Ray’s last words, the remaining faith in her was shaken as if it had been hit by a strong wind.
When have you ever been treated like this?
However, to argue, he was afraid of the elf staring at him from the side.
However, she soon realized that there was something more frightening than those eyes.
Sensing the sudden coldness of the mana around her, she raised her eyes and looked at Ray.
He said with a straight face with cold, sunken eyes that he hadn’t had before.
“I apologize. respectfully.”
At Ray’s words, the hall was instantly enveloped in silence.
Those who knew what it meant to apologize to the saintess were bound to be surprised.
To apologize to God’s representative meant admitting that you had made a mistake and asking for forgiveness.
It means to say to the one who speaks for God, ‘Your actions are wrong.’
No matter how much the other person was a saint with the same qualifications as a saint, the demand for an apology in front of her eyes was surprising.
Saints and saints do not apologize unless it is a dire situation.
It’s even something that has never happened in history.
It was a request that was too heavy to ask for just a little disturbance in the elven village.
Iriel hardened his face and said.
“…I cannot apologize. Please consider the position of a saintess who does God’s will.”
It contained the thought, ‘Since you are also a saint, wouldn’t it be difficult if a situation like this happened?’
However, Ray said firmly.
“A bitch trying to figure out the position? Who made the threat first without considering the Elves’ position?”
“I couldn’t help it in order to take the saint. Because they ignored all of our requests…”
Ray cut off his words at Iriel’s excuse.
“So you’re not going to apologize?”
After hesitating for a moment, Iriel spoke coldly.
“yes. If my apology ends in my own line, I will do as much as I can, but ‘we’ have a very heavy responsibility. To the extent that a single word could bring out the wrath of a god.”
“I see.”
Seeing Ray nod his head and seem to understand, Iriel felt relieved.
However, at his words that followed, Ando disappeared without a trace.
“Then don’t go. A saint or something, ask your god to find someone else.”
“yes?”
Unbelievable, she stared blankly at Ray.
What does the saint mean?
It is a place where you can hold all the honor in your hands and power moves like a wave at the word of a word.
Even just walking around the village, local residents look at him and make awe-inspiring expressions.
Even the pope, the emperor of the holy kingdom, could not do as he pleased.
take that position?
It was unbelievable.
At least that’s what common sense she knew.
Hana Rei had no interest in her common sense.
He looked at Ira and said.
“Let’s go back. Pia also needs to be treated.”
“Yes? Huh…”
Aira also stuttered as if she was quite taken aback.
Iriel bit his lip as he looked at him as he turned his back without hesitation.
she was a saint Of course, I had never been treated like this before.
“Wait.”
Iriel called him up.
At that, Ray stopped walking without even turning his head.
tell me It felt like doing it.
She opened her mouth to him.
“Even if I can’t apologize… I will provide appropriate support. So…” ”
Because I don’t need support.”
Ray turned and looked at her.
“Apologize.”
With his words, the surrounding mana seemed to choke her throat.
His will was strong enough for Mana to respond on his own.
To the extent that even the saintess would not dare to say anything else.
Iriel spit out those words and bit his lip again as he saw him go on his way again.
* * *
All the way back to the village, Aira and Ray remained silent.
Aira was the first to break the silence that seemed to last forever.
“Are you really okay?”
she asked anxiously.
To be honest, it’s not okay. It was a golden opportunity to gain medical knowledge, money, and experience.
If you follow the saintess and play the role of a saint.
She saw through Ray’s thoughts and said.
“Even now it is not too late. All you have to do is tell them you’re going.”
The meaning is that I thought about going to Seongguk for the things I need to get, but I won’t regret it even if I don’t go.
However, Ray shook his head slowly.
“I have no regrets. An organization that did something like this and never apologized would be better off not learning from it.”
“…”
Ira just looked ahead without answering.
No matter how much Ray thought so, there was definitely something he would gain by going to the Holy Land. However, a feeling of emotion welled up at the sight of them refusing to assume the position of saints for their own sake.
Of course, to Ray, the position of a saint is insignificant enough to be considered similar to the position of the president of the village women’s association.
Ira, who was looking at Ray, suddenly became curious.
What on earth is he giving them such generous favor for?
Not only did he not reveal the existence of the village to his fellow human beings, but he also cured the dying woman.
After that, even though the existence of Seong-guk came to them recklessly, he demanded a proper apology from them, and when they did not respond, he rejected the position of the saint with a single knife.
They dare not repay the favor. He didn’t care, but rather was doing more.
She was sensitive to these things because she had never been loved by anyone since she was very young.
Starting with a crushing feeling, his endless favor became a complex emotion that could not be expressed in words and entangled the inside.
“because. Why…”
she asked, still looking ahead.
“Why are you so dedicated to us?”
what the hell are we talking about
The words behind him were swallowed down his throat without being able to get them out.
Being with him made me realize that I was happy in a life where I had been lying down for twenty years.
They took care and treated themselves with all their heart and soul, but this time they kicked off a position that anyone could envy and chose themselves.
Have you ever heard the feeling of being alive in a life so old that you don’t know how long you’ve lived?
When I came to that thought, I naturally shook my head.
Absolutely never.
The one who shows favor without asking for anything.
That’s why he didn’t know that he didn’t allow his heart to anyone, but he didn’t even know that he was loose like snow melting only to Ray.
Ray opened his mouth.
“I just do what I want to do.”
“…what do you want?”
“happy life.”
“Then shouldn’t you become a saint even more?”
In her opinion, a happy life by human standards is a life in which wealth and honor are guaranteed.
Having lived it for a long time, she also knew it and honestly acknowledged it to some extent. The one who has a lot of things will be happier than the one who has nothing.
He nodded as if he knew that too.
“That too…”
Ray paused for a moment before speaking again.
“It’s nice to have a place where everyone looks up to you. I get annoyed at trivial things and grumble. If I see someone who is sick, I treat them. A life like cutting down trees because you need money isn’t bad either. As long as I feel happiness in trivial places, that is enough for me.”
The wind blew his white hair as he spoke.
That pure whiteness seems to have colored his heart.
Ira’s eyes were filled with his figure.
The dazed expression continued to follow his profile.
‘I want to see you happy… I want to see you too.’
It was the moment when she had a new resolution.
* * *
Iriel stood there as if it were firm.
It wasn’t because the mana hold Aira had put on was still there.
The mana hold was immediately released.
Even so, it was because of Ray that she was so stiff.
‘Then don’t go. A saint or something, ask your god to find out someone else.’
These were not ordinary people, but the words of a saint.
Perhaps even the god who chose him would feel ashamed.
to find someone else What does it mean to think that a saint chosen by God is chosen from some kind of adventurer’s guild or employment agency?
I can’t believe it, but it was real.
The priest of the Sanggyeondae approached her, who did not show any movement.
“Saintess… It seems there was something wrong. Otherwise, such a saint…”
He said with a slight frown.
However, he will know the truth.
There can be no mistakes in God’s revelation.
Especially if it is a revelation about a saint or a saint.
Iriel looked back at him helplessly.
“Wrong…. I wish I was like that too.”
The saintess, who was famous for her perfect work, looked miserable today for some reason.
Tangled hair, blood-soaked armor, and a motionless, dazed expression.
At least it wasn’t the saintess he knew.
But that wasn’t too much.
It was because the behavior of the saint was something that would stick in their minds.
As proof, the upper and lower ranks were whispering among themselves.
“Just… that’s a saint?”
“Shh! You idiot, you’re a ‘saint’!”
“…okay. saint.”
“It wasn’t like a saint at all. Even if it was just a condition.”
No one stopped him from insulting the saint, who is said to be God’s representative, as ‘not like a saint’.
If there was at least one judge here, everyone had the same opinion.
No, even if there was a Heretic Judge, if he had seen the saint from before, he might have felt the same emotions as them.
As much as that, the current saint disappeared leaving behind a very strong image.
Iriel chewed his nails carefully.
It must be thinking about what to do.
The priest left it alone because he knew that the saintess always acted like me when thinking about something seriously.
The answer she thought about and came up with was always a good answer.
After thinking about it for tens of minutes, Iriel suddenly raised her head and started moving.
