Chapter 116 – The Saint Is Laughing

Olga! I was so delighted with the appearance of a really unexpected person that I stopped hugging him.

Olga Virtus, a saint of this era who appeared in the Northern Church after 50 years, and the only one who can directly hear the revelations of the goddess, a being said to be closer to the goddess than the pope.

At the same time, in the original work, he is one of the main heroines of the main character, Cayenne… At the time of the 3rd play, he was my best friend and one of the best colleagues who enthusiastically helped me.

“Huh… Seobang-nim, you said that if you hugged like this outside, you might be arrested for blasphemy?”
“Ah! Mi, sorry! I’m so happy that I don’t even know…”

Oops, I was even tortured for a letter in the third episode, and I was caught off guard without even realizing it.

“But don’t be too nervous. It’s just the two of us right now, right?”

I started her nervously and let go of the hug. On the contrary, Olga smiled at me, saying she was fine, and then she sat down on the sofa across from me.

Still elegantly dressed in priestly clothes, her silky black long hair was as beautiful as a sparkling jewel.

“And, I was so happy that I hugged Seo Bang-nim secretly from behind~ According to Seo-Bang-nim, it’s a 1:1 tie, right? Whoops.”
“Haha, did you even remember that expression? I didn’t expect to meet you here, so I was really surprised.”

The way he smiled kindly and was considerate of me, even the nickname Seobangnim he used to playfully call when we were together.

‘I wondered, but it’s really Olga from the 3rd episode..’

I let out a deep sigh of relief. The other kids also thought of me, and I thought it would be really sad if that close friend, Olga, didn’t recognize me.

“Oh, since the West doesn’t visit me, wouldn’t it be natural for me to visit myself?”
“That… Must have been passed on to the Church, but I should have been busy here. Haha.”

Those words seemed to contain some regret that I hadn’t come, so I couldn’t help but smile with an embarrassed expression.

In fact, Olga is a person who has helped me a lot, like Master Shao Mei in the 1st playthrough and Marianne in the 4th playthrough.

Since I was assisting Cayenne, I needed to meet and persuade many nobles and priests, so I gently persuaded them, and they changed their attitude overnight.

In the second playthrough, it was Olga who secretly taught me the secret method I learned while going around with Unicor every night, and even after learning black magic and making a contract with the devil, it was Olga who helped me avoid the prickly eyes of the heretic inquisitors. To be honest, the help I received is almost endless.

In addition, unlike Xiaomei, who I was close with from the time I was originally possessed, and Marianne, who I became close with with the help of Zorba, I can see that she is one of the few friends I personally met and became close with.

‘..What? But Olga never met me, so how did he recall my memory of her?

When I put on a puzzled expression, Olga smiled kindly and placed her hands on the back of my hand before I could say anything.

“I was also surprised. I didn’t know that from the first month of the first semester, Seobang-nim would block the ceremony of the officers of the Demon King’s army and save many people. When I heard the news at the Vatican, memories of the West began to come to my mind.”
“Ah, did you think of me because of the rose crown incident? The kids I’ve met so far have regained their memories after meeting me in person! How amazing!”
“Oh, if there are people besides me who have regained their memories… As expected, like the hero Kaien-sama, Zorba-san, or Miss Xiaomei?”
“Ah~ not Zorba, only Cayenne and Xiao Mei. Other than that, Agnes, Violet, and the unicorn Unicorn?”

Olga covered her mouth and put on a very surprised expression, as if it was strange that there were people besides herself who had recovered their memories of her. Maybe it’s because she’s so innocent that she hasn’t even thought of such a thing yet.

“Oh, would you like to go and say hello right now? You were pretty close with Violet and Agnes, right?”
“Oh, I think it would be really good for me too, but I think it would be a little difficult to do that.”
“What? Why? Any problem?”

Olga let out a deep sigh, and, perhaps lost in thought, touched my hand and put on a slightly hesitant expression.

..Do you have any hardships to talk about? As I was thinking about that, Olga opened her eyes with a determined expression, as if she had made up her mind on something, and met my eyes her.

“No, I think if you are the West, you can tell me. Instead, could you keep it a secret from others?”
“… Sure, what happened?”

Olga never opens her eyes. Because she is a saint, she knows better than anyone else that just by looking at someone directly, she becomes an object of jealousy for someone receiving her saintly gaze at her.

That Olga opened her eyes and made such a resolute expression meant that it was a very important matter.

“Actually…”

**

After the story was over, Artin understood her Olga’s story her and nodded her head. Since she even promised that she would never reveal to others what she had met, it would be fair to say that this meeting went according to Olga’s wishes her.

“I’m sorry Seo-Bang-nim, I also want to say hello to other people, but… Rather, I think I have to ask her friends her to lie to me ..”
“Don’t worry! If that’s the case, I’d like to help. If you need anything in the future, you can come and visit us anytime!”
“As expected, I think Mr. Seo is too kind.”

Tiririring~♬

“Oh, time is already like this.

When the academy bell rang announcing the preparations for the first period, Olga and Artin gave each other a sad expression.

“Isn’t it okay if we talk a little more? There is some room in the 1st period class..”
“No. My true identity may be found out… But if Seo Bang-nim gets penalized for being late to class, isn’t it a big deal?”

Seeing Olga’s attitude of speaking sternly while smiling softly, Artin stood up from his seat with a sad expression on his face.

“Then, let’s meet again next time. At that time, let’s rent a salon and have a leisurely tea time!”
“Fufu, I look forward to it. Then see you next time, Master Artin.”

Rattle!

…The door is closed.

“…Not Princess Agnes, but ‘Agnes’.”

Olga started to reminisce about the happy times she had with Artin with a fishy smile. However, the kindness that had been present in that expression just a moment ago was gone.

“As expected, while I’m cleaning up the church’s rats, she seems to be flirting with the West around that one woman.”

But did she even flinch at the fact that she was Princess Agnes, having saved her empire her in her past life and made herself her crown princess?

… Otherwise, she might have a new life she didn’t know about. No, that was for sure.

“If Unicorn, a unicorn, is not just a contracted body, but an entity that has regained its memories… I have never signed a contract with such a foal when I was with me, so it is said that I am repeating my life at least twice..”

Olga, who was tapping her arm with her index finger, suddenly looked down at her chest her.

… Artin-sama, of course, is different from other vulgar, dirty, and filthy men, a noble, kind, and unique savior, but sometimes he glances at his chest her with that cute expression.

He was a person who had such an innocence that sometimes he pretended not to know him, or flinched every time his chest touched him if he hugged him, but …

‘…There was no reaction, even when he back hugged me from behind, or when he hugged me tight again.’

Pudeuk!

It was expected that the bitches would be entangled, and it was true that she had confirmed the bitches who were by Artin-sama’s side her in advance with her own eyes and ears that existed inside the academy.

But apart from that, it was an unbearable fact for Olga that a female other than himself dyed Artin-sama.

‘..Let’s calm down, judging from Artin-nim’s reaction to his, he still has a crush on me .. No, he’s rather excited about the fact that we met after a long time.’

It’s been a long time, it’s not like it’s been a long time since I’ve had a month, so even after that life ended, I went through a new life… Or maybe I started over when I was a baby. Either way, the feeling of nostalgia must be a strength for you.

Knowing that, Olga instead of spending a lot of time with Artin, as soon as he explained the reason for his visit to the academy, he divided the time so that the bell rang, and as soon as the bell rang, Artin was sent back .

The reason for the preparation was simple. Olga, who came to her senses her, accused the cult of heretics, but some of them fled outside the church and probably went to the academy.

Priest Thomas, himself, and Sir Sergei, beings with a secret mission who came here after them, must not be seen… Reasons made up appropriately. At first glance, the texture was lacking.

How could the church send a saintess to chase such beings in the first place? Perhaps if someone else had said it, it was an area that Artin would have doubted. However..

The mutual trust Olga built up and Artin embraced made such a flimsy alibi understandable. And that was Olga’s own strength her, different from Artyn’s bitches.

‘…Well, it wasn’t all lies.’

Archbishop Boris, who was actually their head his, and some of his men left the Order. He may have died because he crossed the barrier, but maybe he could become the Demon King’s subordinate and aim for this academy.

“If that happens… I have to protect Artin-sama… No, it might not be bad to be protected… “

However, everything up to that point was within Olga’s expectations of her. Now, under the name of a secret mission, it will be possible to constantly meet with Artin late at night. Olga was making all the variables and constants to be used for her and Artyn’s love for her.

“…Well, those bitches touched it a little bit first, but I’ll put up with it. If you come back to Olga at the end, I will be able to wash away all the filth…”

Olga had an evil look on her face that other people who knew her would never have imagined of her. For the sake of her only desire her she had, she was ready to set her world on fire.

──However, Olga did not know.

The fact that there are far more women by Artin’s side besides Xiaomei, Violet, Agnes, and Unicor that she has figured out.

It was natural. Her eyes and ears her are students and executives who are deeply immersed in the church, and the information they can get is limited.

Not to mention, no one knew that Shion, who secretly escorted Artin, Al’Miraj, Violet’s familiar, and even the dream horse Sirka, who fought Artin in the Rose Crown Incident, were tamed by Artin.

“Fufufufu, shall we give Cayenne some more strength so that he can stick to the West and keep an eye on it? She’s gloomy and obnoxious homosexual, but she’s pretty sure about that.”

Cheetah was laughing. Because she had her confidence to be sure of her own victory her.

But she didn’t know As she crouched down to prepare for the run, she realized that someone had already reached the finish line.

“Wait… Mr. Seo, for our happiness… “

But maybe it doesn’t matter. She is more skilled at dark tricks than anyone in her harem her, and she is convinced that she can wash away all the filth in the world.

True to her words her, as long as Artin was by her side her at the end, she could endure anything.

***

Quaang!

And Mephisto, who was watching the scene from hell, bit his teeth.

“The girl who makes that guy goofy… And does nonsense again!”

── Just before Mephisto disappeared from Violet’s body, she imbued her Artin with her own magic power her, and now her Artin’s private life her without having to go through her Al’miraj 24 Her I was able to watch it all the time.

And soon, all of Mephisto’s time was devoted to watching Artin’s life in his. Watching the person you love was fun even if you poured all your time into it.

──Of course, she also saw what Artin went through in her dreams her, and she even watched Al’Miraj become Artin’s female in real time.

So finally, when she passed herself and fell into Artin’s arms first, Mephisto… Wasn’t enraged.

Lust was also one of the foremost virtues in Hell, and Mephisto himself thought that it was only natural for a handsome and attractive man like Artin to attract a few flies.

But, Olga, Olga was different.

“When I think of how smart and cool Artin was getting worse and worse whenever he touched that woman…!”

Olga Virtus has played a saint who can embrace everything. And Artyn, amazed by her benevolent disposition of her, noticed that each time Olga spent a long time by her side of her, she depended on her more and more.

Of course, Mephisto knew that it was all Olga’s tricks her, and she even warned Violet and Artin directly…

Artin didn’t even listen to Mephisto’s words. No matter how many times I try to convince them, they just laugh at me.

In a way, it was natural. The words of Mephisto, who usually plays very bad pranks, could only be heard as the whispers of the devil trying to separate himself from the saintess.

That’s why, to that calm and emotionless Mephisto, St. Olga Virtus was the only rival that showed hostility.

She is that woman who shows blind trust that she doesn’t have and that she doesn’t have. Even so, as her insides her are black, even the devil clicks her tongue her.

“Who is out there?”

At Mephisto’s small but powerful voice, a demon that had been waiting immediately appeared.

“Did you call! Senior Imp Lotus has been called upon!”
“Go and report that Jim has called Al’Miraj. Hurry up.”
“…!”

To hurry, the leisurely, aimless cloud-like monarch showed his will.

Moreover, the senior imp, who was listening behind the door to the emotional voice of his monarch, who had never been seen before, realized that the task he had been entrusted with was of great importance.

“I will call you right now!”

When Lotus hurriedly spread her wings and left the throne room, Mephisto finally looked at Artin illuminated by the crystal ball with a slightly relieved face, but still with a worried expression.

“Since Jim can’t help you directly…You have to use Violet and Al’Miraz.”

——This was the beginning of a secret struggle between the overlord of hell and the saintess, the leader of the Northern Church, over a man.