The great mage who transcends by regression, episode 180
‘… …How?’
Ariandel was perplexed.
she is a virgin
A holy woman of a legitimate religious nation who came out of the world after completing harsh training according to the rules of being a saint.
Pure divine power and enormous affinity. Moreover, its aptitude is also top-notch.
Certainly, she had the qualifications of being a saint that the kingdom was so proud of.
But it’s not perfect.
The reason is simple.
experience.
No matter how outstanding your aptitude and faith may be, the actual experience of learning by directly bumping into people is another matter.
A long face-to-face training can mean that you have become faithful in your faith, but it also means that you have been cut off from the world.
So this situation.
It was very difficult to deal with the problems related to the ‘faith’ of others that could not be solved simply by force or miracles.
‘It’s harder than I thought.’
In the end, I was angry at the foolishness of those who only touched drugs, but apart from that, it wasn’t that I didn’t understand it at all.
Isn’t it as painful as waiting without a promise to not know when you will be rewarded?
Ariandel raised his head.
Despite her harsh tone and behavior, the eyes of the followers did not change.
They were hoping for salvation.
If it were a saint, they would be able to suggest a direction for their lost faith.
That’s how you look at yourself with eyes that don’t doubt.
‘Damn it.’
Shall we just make a fuss by saying that we are shoveling for nothing?
But I knew it instinctively.
It shouldn’t be.
It might have been the right way for believers who were drunk on drugs and swept away by their addiction.
But now they… ….
hoping for salvation
They want to be presented with a way while fighting against addiction and delusion that try to erode themselves somehow.
…okay.
The reason why they are not shaken right now is because of their existence as saints.
The problem was not resolved at all.
If you disappear, or even if you exist, it will only be a matter of time before that anxiety rises to the surface again… ….
That’s not right.
As a saint, this is unacceptable.
But what if you can’t accept it?
Although he possesses mighty divine power and God’s blessings, none of them can be the answer to their longing.
But that was then.
“Holy Lady.”
One of the prostrate believers looked up at her with his hands clasped together.
“What must we do to be saved?”
It’s an intended question.
how to answer
To seek salvation through faith and prayer? No, these are the ones who have already reached the limit either way.
Even if not, they are the ones who consider themselves to have done so.
Such a principled answer cannot help at all.
damn it
‘Sounds like a dog. If a person could be saved with just one word, the world wouldn’t be this shit.’
Although she is a saint, her heart is not only in the flower field.
She knew that faith may not be rewarded, and that a faithful believer is not necessarily moral.
Of course, I knew that ‘salvation’ was never an easy task.
I want to spit it out as soon as possible.
‘Why are you imprisoned in such a sanctuary? Do you not think of stepping out and helping the unfortunate through good deeds and exalting the name of God? I really think that true faith is to just pray here and wait for God to answer.’
But it didn’t come out of my mouth.
Because I know that can’t be a complete answer.
She tends to be pretty spontaneous, but at least she knows when to do it and when not to do it.
At least not now.
She thought.
if you are a warrior
How would the hero, who had saved countless people and purified demons, react?
In the eyes that want their salvation… ….
in what way
“Salvation….”
She finally opened up.
One way or another, you have to answer.
Even if that’s not an answer they can fully understand.
And that time when I was trying to answer in front of everyone.
Wow Jangchang!
Something heavy fell from the sky with a sharp burst.
thud!
Soon, a thick layer of dust filled the surroundings.
The eyes of the devotees who were waiting for the saintess’ answer were focused on that direction.
In the midst of the commotion, a man got down on one knee and landed with one hand on the ground.
“All you….”
“hmm?”
The man looked at the believers surrounding him with red eyes.
Then he frowned for a moment.
“What is the hearing?”
“…Who are you?”
At that, the man quietly looked at the believer and said simply.
“It’s Yongsan.”
***
“Hmm.”
As soon as I got out of the image of Anubis, what I saw right in front of me were the devotees of the sanctuary who were holding each other and setting the mood.
What are you doing?
[It just went well,]
said Anubis, who had learned the physically instilled courtesy.
[You said you would prove it, right? There are believers here who want salvation. The ineligibility I tested… ….]
“Ineligible?”
[…] …No, it’s called the blood victim. yes victim… ….]
After all, a person realizes what is right only after being hurt once.
See Anubis.
Wasn’t etiquette instilled like this after being beaten like a dog?
Violence can never be the right way, but sometimes there are people who listen to what they say.
“You hero?”
The believer who asked me a question stared blankly at me with his mouth open.
Oh, is it because you cover your face?
When the hood that covered his face was lowered, exclamations erupted from the congregation.
“Oh really. You are a warrior!”
“The hero has arrived!”
“As expected, you are a warrior! You came to rescue us!”
The believers looked at me with eyes eager for salvation.
Also, as a hero, it is impossible not to respond to this kind of support.
“No, I was caught too.”
I gave a rough answer and looked back.
It was because I felt the eyes of some followers from before.
and what was seen.
“…huh?”
It was a very familiar face.
Silver hair and silver eyes.
The appearance and the atmosphere that make you believe that you are a saint… ….
no wait
Why is Ariandel here?
I thought I’d see it sometime, but I never thought I’d see it like this.
She stared blankly at me, then tilted her head and asked.
“Are you a warrior?”
“Yes, Yongsan.”
“You appeared out of nowhere.”
“Iknow, right.”
I know.
If you think about it objectively, it seems like a very fundamental appearance.
“I didn’t expect to meet the saintess in this way either… ….”
I glanced at the staff in her hand.
A staff no different from a thin branch.
On the surface, it looks like a simple staff, but I know the truth about that ‘cane’.
“Did you come to break your head?”
“…yes?”
Ariandel looked at me with eyes saying what bullshit.
The three people in the party, who were staring at me from the corner, simultaneously covered their faces with their palms.
is not it?
After always making this kind of expression, it wasn’t long before I broke my head.
“No.”
“Actually, it’s already broken.”
“Oh, you set an example.”
i didn’t know that
Should I really call her a saint?
I calmly do things I wouldn’t dare to expect.
I glanced at the believers and saw that some of them had bandages on their heads.
Anyway.
“hmm.”
I glanced around.
All the believers were staring at the two of us with twinkling eyes.
A saint and a warrior.
These two are gathered in one place.
From their point of view, it may be that they are witnessing a historic moment.
Then a believer shouted.
“Please give us an answer to our wanderings, great guide!”
Anubis whispered.
[Can you turn their faith in the right direction? What I couldn’t do, you… ….]
“Everybody.”
I interrupted him and stood in front of the followers.
The eyes of the devotees were all focused on me.
what will the warrior say
Teach yourself what!
A face full of anticipation.
I don’t know about that.
“I don’t know.”
“yes…?”
[…] …Yes?]
The expressions of the followers and Anubis who were looking at me hardened all at once.
***
To put it bluntly, there is no small gap in the idea of God between me and the average believer.
It is unavoidable.
I’ve personally seen the Hekau they believe in and even talked to her.
Of course, that doesn’t mean that I saw through the existence of ‘Hekau’.
It is just that there is bound to be a difference in the way of thinking about faith a little from general believers.
suggest a way?
To some extent it may be.
I don’t know if it’s possible to shine a light on a little dark road.
At least so that they know what path they want.
But they are now looking for full guidance.
I try to find milestones not in myself, but in others.
“What do you want from me?”
“That’s right…The faith he built up until he became a ‘Hero’ and the process… ….”
“Nothing great.”
I said firmly.
“I am no different from you. Or rather, the depth of faith may be shallower than you.”
“What is that….”
“I say it with certainty.”
I looked over at the followers with determined eyes and said.
“Your concerns are right about the time you spent on them.”
“Is that right? We haven’t heard any reply! I can’t even use the holy power that priests use! But how is this… …!”
“I will ask the opposite. Then, is it right to use divine power? Is that the only correct answer?”
“Wouldn’t that convince them that they were chosen… …! But we have none!”
just believe
I haven’t received any proof.
Shindo shouted at me with a feeling of vomiting blood.
Before they knew it, they were shedding tears of resentment.
“We have also thought about it several times. But even so, it was just meaningless self-consolation. that…That didn’t help!”
“Is that so.”
“It doesn’t matter when it breaks. The warrior said we were right, but that rightness doesn’t make miracles… ….”
That’s right.
Right doesn’t make miracles.
I briefly remembered an old memory.
broken world. Faith Betrayed.
God doesn’t answer… ….
There was a future in which a hopeless situation led to the question of whether religion would have much meaning.
not getting an answer
A future of ruin is inevitable.
‘Prayer’ seemed meaningless.
If so, meaningless prayers in a world full of despair should disappear.
but nonetheless.
The prayers never ceased.
And at some point, that ‘prayer’ started to contain power.
The seekers did not collapse.
you didn’t fall
That’s why it’s called ‘process’.
The path is different from that of the priest.
They dared to choose the ‘thorny field road’ without even realizing it themselves.
I have no advice on that thorny road.
At least when it comes to faith, I know they will reach higher than me.
but nonetheless.
“great.”
If you want to see the light you will reach, even just once.
“I will prove it.”
Even if it cannot be completely reproduced, it is possible to some extent.
I reached out.
At that moment, light flowed from all seekers in the sanctuary.
They weren’t sharp, but they were definitely light.
The light hovered over their heads in a tube of thorns.
Before returning, there was a seeker who eventually crossed the limit and reached God.
The faith of the thorny path.
That light was different from any divine power.
“…ah.”
The seeker who went beyond the ‘process’ with a harsh crown on his own finally reached the ‘result’.
And those who saw it called this about the result.
‘The light of the crown of thorns.’
say.
