Surviving as a Saint in Another World - Chapter 142



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A soul living a fierce life day by day Who wouldn’t be like that, life isn’t easy…

As usual, I moved to the place where the world tree was and patted the surface of the tree and let out a sigh.

It doesn’t look like it’ll happen today.

The world tree that touched my fingertips didn’t feel the vitality and vitality I had felt in the past. Although it was abnormally huge for an ordinary tree, it didn’t grow as huge as I had originally assumed.

It would be great for you to be able to lock yourself in bed after work.

Fortunately, I knew that there was no major problem with the World Tree, so I was able to make such a silly joke.

It seems that the world tree carried out my will that day, and it was quite unreasonable. If it had become as large as it was originally intended to be, the dragon’s mana, which was to be used as its own growth nutrient, was also used to save people, and thanks to that, the growth stopped. After fulfilling my will, the World Tree entered a state similar to hibernation or power saving mode.

There is no problem in performing its original function of sealing the dragon, but the activity of the ego felt inside the World Tree was temporarily stopped.

It was comforting that if time passed and he absorbed enough mana and grew as much as he had intended in the first place, he would wake up again one day.

However, how long would it take to naturally gather the enormous amount of mana I felt when the dragon ran rampant… Maybe it would be difficult while I was alive.

I felt strange that my newborn self chose to go into hibernation to fulfill my will.

“thank you.”

As I was about to give thanks that had not reached me in order to alleviate the feeling of debt even a little, the wind that blew from somewhere shook the leaves hanging from the World Tree and made a hissing sound.

If that sounds like an ok response to my thanks, maybe I’ve read too many novels. Or maybe I just want to lighten the burden.

“I still can’t believe this tree is sealing the monster away.”

Celia, who was behind me, started talking to me.

That’s right. Now that even the ego of the World Tree is asleep, I couldn’t believe it because I couldn’t believe it because even I, who knew everything, couldn’t believe it was a dream unless it was this ruined site.

“Everyone has been through hard times and overcome them, so why do people divide again?”

That’s a very cool point. It’s just that people are all idiots.

I praised Celia inwardly as she answered my question.

It was as Celia said.

I know very well that there is no story that ends with everyone living happily in the world.

No matter how long it had been since the dragon rampaged, there was no fuss everywhere.

The dwarves must be held accountable, since Ludmilla is the decisive cause, the imperial family must be held accountable…

Especially at this time, I can’t help but dislike the denomination that runs rampant like a fish out of water.

The church’s all-round pressure was so intense that I wondered if it was for now that it had been quiet until now. In particular, by tying up devil worshipers to put pressure on the imperial family, using the academy’s destruction as an excuse to secure my new recruits, and dwarves because there is a fundamental cause Seeing the quick action of blocking the interference of the race itself, it was systematic enough to wonder if the church actually organized this.

“Are you going back to the headquarters…?”

Am I crazy? Why do I go back there?

“I will follow whatever decision Ronan makes.”

If one day I say that I will return to the main office, that is because I have been brainwashed, so please do not blindly follow me and stop me.

I thought of it as a joke, but it was actually not a more relaxed situation than I thought.

As the church claims, it is natural for saints to stay in the church, and rather, the cases so far have been exceptional circumstances.

If a problem arose and the exception could not be maintained, it was only natural to return to the main office.

If I say that I will not return to the headquarters here without any particular reason, then the church will only get an excuse to press the imperial family and me even more fiercely.

It’s a problem even if you go back, but you can’t go back, and if you don’t go back, you face a bigger problem.

I’ve been thinking a lot about this too, but no matter how much I think about it, I can’t come up with a clear solution.

In fact, if only the cult was going wild, I might have been able to find a way as long as the imperial family, who is in charge of the church, was on my side. There were too many people doing it.

Should I say that my eyes are in a state of being blinded?

If I could bring the dead back to life, I would have saved the people of the church first. Would I use that precious power for you who do not know me?

The problem was that, thanks to the belief that when a person dies, they return to the bosom of God, a culture in which when life signs stop, they are treated as dead without even thinking about trying to revive them is a problem.

I didn’t know that the concept of cardiopulmonary resuscitation or literally ‘dead and alive’ wouldn’t be accepted in a world where medicine was systematized in the name of medicine.

I was a fool for expecting common sense from savages who, on rare occasions, would stop their vital signs and then miraculously revived, if necessary, by God’s grace, and most of the time, the demons would kill them again.

In the end, it was funny to think that all this uproar started with an obsession with life. Why do people who value life so much have no interest in the people who died in this incident?

Although there were few victims, it was by no means nonexistent. In the church, it was already too late, so no one could be saved, and even within the academy, those who were simply severely damaged could not be saved.

It was very impressive to see such content ignored and even trampled on the honor of the dead by saying that they were so deeply contaminated by demonic power that even miracles did not reach them.

Unlike the case of the devil worshipers in the city, all the dead were left in the background and were not even properly commemorated.

This time, there wasn’t even a place for them at all, so there was nothing I could do.

I wanted to start the memorial service for the victims somehow, but I can’t help it.

“Saint Ronan, you’re here again.”

The princess appeared when I was estimating in my mind when it would be time to start my specialty.

It was absolutely not the appearance of coming out of recuperation wearing the usual uniform. I guessed to some extent that it might have come, so I didn’t stop it too much.

I wanted to talk about the current situation to some extent, but I was surprised to see the princess suddenly tearful and weak.

As expected, when the body is sick, the mind also weakens. It was the first time the princess was so weak, so I was a little embarrassed.

It’s a selfish thing to say, but please don’t give up on me. If the princess gives up on me, I’ll end up in a broken relationship, right?

Even though I said this, the princess lowered her head as if she was not particularly confident.

It seemed that he couldn’t come up with a clear way to block the church’s pressure this time.

It seems that the emperor is also on the side of keeping quiet while protecting the position of the imperial family, and it seems like a situation of dilemma in general.

But I hope you don’t worry too much. There’s no way I haven’t thought of a way to check the thorny church. I sprayed it hard.

In fact, I quietly wanted to find out all the shadows that advertised that we have hidden power and cut out all the intact parts of the church at once without damage, so I stayed still, but it seems that it was a dream too much.

After all, it seemed that I had no choice but to choose the best according to the situation. Although it would create a messier situation than I intended, there is nothing I can do about it.

When did luck ever smile at me in such a crappy situation? Everyone tried to run away, grabbing luck by the back of the head and sitting next to me. This time was no different.

Having made up my mind, I told the princess the plan I had in mind.

“If you can’t blindly reject the will of the Order, why don’t you actually redeem my recruit?”

I really don’t like the current situation. I don’t like everything so much that I can’t find anything I don’t like, but if you ask me specifically what I don’t like the most, the cult bastards pretend to be clean and we’re rolling in the mud. I don’t like the attitude of beckoning toward .

Why are you the only ones pretending to be so lofty? Oh, of course I’m not asking because I don’t know why.

The Church is the only one in this situation who is not at fault, and since it is believed to be related to devil worshipers, it’s a situation where the Church can put some strain on its neck.

But never in front of my eyes. Even if dirt gets in my eyes, I won’t admit it.

First of all, I wanted to induce a situation where the church had no choice but to roll in the mud like us.

In the eyes of others, the church and I are one body. The church knows that, so even though they attack the imperial family and the dwarves, they don’t say anything about me and just ask for new recruits. even cheering

So… Conversely, if I say that I am also responsible for this incident, it means that the church is also responsible.

The reason why the church can gain a clear advantage with its integrity in the current situation is that it is a third party that was not around at the time of the incident in the first place, and that alone is a possible advantage because it can perfectly prove its innocence.

But me? I was at the scene of the incident at the time.

It is by no means impossible to claim that I was somehow responsible for the incident at the time.

It’s because there’s no crazy person who wants to face a huge backlash by saying that I was responsible in a situation where there are scarecrows I can throw as much as I want anyway.

But what if public opinion formed that I was also responsible?

Of course, this is easy to say, but a bit difficult to implement.

With no one stepping out, who the hell will hold me accountable?

“Something like a criminal whose charges have not been proven, a prime suspect who needs investigation, or an important reference. Can’t we just say that we can’t hand it over for investigation?”

So I have to hold myself accountable.

To put it simply, it is a confession, a confession of conscience.

I said I was responsible for this situation, but what would anyone else say? In fact, there will be many people who will say something, but it won’t be easy to step forward and do something.

especially on the church side.

Perhaps the royal family could create public opinion by intimidating the saint and forcing him to confess falsely, but that would lose its power just by taking the lead.

In the past, even if I came to the front, I would have been able to suppress it with the authority of the church, but now it is not easy.

Besides, I still don’t have any cheat keys left. Revelation.

If you don’t agree with me, even against the same clergy, are you a heretic? The strongest means to cast .

I’m not a dog who doesn’t abuse the cheat key of God’s revelation.

Of course, this is the most effective when you first use it. It is also difficult to respond.

If it had been used several times in the past, even if it inevitably brought up the revelation this time, the response might have been lukewarm, or the church might have prepared countermeasures.

However, I have never said, even jokingly, that God directly gave me a revelation, and if someone asks me about it, I have denied it. Otherwise, no one will be able to easily pass it on.

Unconditionally, the church could also be attracted.

And that naive fight where everyone rolls in the mud was my specialty. Personally, I think even the emperor with a bad personality must be a chess player.

The moment you drag the church into the mud, the church dressed in white clothes will be in a state of confusion while pretending to be clean alone.

Would you have imagined that he would openly grab his ankle and beat him up?

Well, no matter how you look at it, it’s perfect.

As expected, just as Songchungi has to live by eating mulberry leaves, it is my aptitude to play profligately.

After I concluded with a satisfied face, questions followed.

why no answer?

When I turned my gaze to the princess with doubts, there was the princess with a blank face looking at me as if she had transcended everything in the world.

…Why are you suddenly like this? Celia, by any chance, you?

I turned my gaze to Celia at the incomprehensible appearance, but Celia’s expression was not much different from the princess’s.

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Looking at that familiar expression, I was able to intuitively sense that there was another communication disorder.

…what’s wrong this time?