Chapter 356 – Academy Saint

“But why did you choose a form of transaction that gives away valuable information?”

“Hmm. Deal…”

Roman scratched her chin and thought about the saintess’ question.

‘Nothing big?’

The most important thing is that I wanted a saint, not another priest, to speak out about Ricke’s work directly.

Because her influence is on a different level from that of other religious figures.

How can I share information and borrow her saintly mouth? I caught the angle while rolling it.

I didn’t act with those shining eyes and something meaningful to look forward to.

‘This is embarrassing.’

Others expected that if they heard all of this, the altruistic saint would volunteer to become a great ally who would keep her political power in check and monitor her.

The conclusion is that even a small show of favor, like now, is good in the long run.

Regardless of whether or not it is important to see, getting along well with her saint is better than making threats to her church and taking various items from her.

Even if she had said it as if she was a snitch without thinking deeply, she would have done the same thing.

For some reason, it is ideal for her to maintain a friendly and friendly relationship with the saints she frequently encounters.

These are the end and all.

But conveying this without causing offense is another matter.

“···.”

Roman ponders her worried look on her face.

Atra added a word in a stiff voice.

“I don’t think it’s a problem even if you present a specific compensation plan to the church.”

“Why don’t you tear down the Order when the opportunity has come? The Saint is suspicious of that. Is that correct?”

“···To put it strongly, yes.”

The results came out anyway. A personal question for now.

Roman let go of the reins of his pondering thoughts and just moved his mouth wherever it went.

“Saint. Is it okay if I’m a little rambling?”

“You can speak comfortably.”

“Well, let me just say what comes to mind: I’m scared of being criticized by someone. It’s not my intention to improve the bad impression that adventurers have.”

Since she first met Roman, there are several rumors that have caught her attention.

Atra simply nodded her head at those words.

“I don’t know what the saintess will think, but I don’t care about the opinions of others who are not related to me.”

“Understand.”

“To put it bluntly, as long as the women I’m connected with get along well, it doesn’t matter whether the empire collapses, the federation collapses, or the continent splits in half.”

When Rike, who was holding her arm, heard those words, he hugged her waist and clung to her.

Roman patted her lover’s slender back at a steady beat and smiled.

“The reason I opposed and dealt with the warlock in this mansion was because he caused harm to Rike and showed intrusion into my daily life. I do not have a mission to exterminate unclean beings.”

“···.”

“But coincidentally, I think that what I am about to do now has the same interests as the saintess. In that case, it would be best for us to hold hands with smiling faces.”

Atra, who was still not completely convinced, bit his lip.

“If the denomination’s mistakes are revealed, you can say harsh words. Even if you exercise your rights by criticizing me, I can assure you that I will not have any personal or negative feelings toward you because of that.”

“I know. You might say that, but I don’t.”

“What exactly does that mean…?”

Atra blinked her eyes as she asked back, not understanding her last words.

In addition, the saint’s behavior of habitually fiddling with the Rosary.

Roman raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

“If you think about it differently, I don’t do it because I can’t show such broad-mindedness. I’m narrow-minded.”

“···.”

“Did you get the answer?”

“A little bit… Yes. Thank you. I will try to understand completely.”

She had a face that she didn’t understand at all.

I asked her somehow seeing her nodding her head.

“Then, since we don’t have time, can we get to the point?”

“I’ve been thinking about whether I should properly establish myself in the future, but speed is of the essence in things like this, so please ask.”

“Great.”

A place that used to be an office where four people were standing.

Roman, who had thoroughly insulated himself with Mana, continued to explain the situation.

The saint and her escort showed various expressions.

Ricke also revealed her situation, listening to each and every word.

After hearing the situation, the two people stared at the Marquis’ body with pitiful expressions and glaring eyes.

Conversely, the moment Nema Natas is mentioned, her face is calm as if she expected it. However, when she heard the story about the three knights, she covered her mouth and let out a silent scream.

After listening to her explanation to the end, the saint seemed already tired from the events that were to take place.

“If all these stories are true… I will help you as much as I can.”

“Thank you.”

“But that’s only if it’s literally true. Aside from my belief in you two, I also need to convince strangers.”

What Atra wanted was evidence, not testimony.

Now, I can prove that Skadi is related to the warlock.

Retrospecting the crimes of the Bright family, which has already been hit by the iron fist, is a different matter.

“I already have something prepared to submit to the church.”

Roman seemed to have been waiting for those words.

She politely held out a box she had pulled out from somewhere.

Rike headed towards the mansion in a semi-impulsive manner. Roman was always thinking about this day.

Evidence? There was no need for her to explain as her mouth was sore and she expressed her emotions one by one.

Above all, certain items exist in Roman’s hands.

“Can I open it here?”

Atra, holding a square box the size of a scripture, looked up at Roman.

“Of course. It has been well preserved, so you will know it when you see it.”

“Then···.”

Atra knows what the hard box handed to her is for.

Dalkak-

Move your hand and carefully open the box while everyone is watching.

Familiar mana flowed out through the slightly opened gap, making the expressions of the saint and Majella harden.

Next, open the box completely.

The saintess was astonished at the unexpected object.

“···This, this!”

“These are the things I have worked hard to collect so far. I think it will be helpful in many ways, regardless of the evidence.”

Roman was very pleased with her violent reaction.

*****

– There are a lot of people who are worried, so I have to go to the mansion now.

After saying those words, Roman promised the next time and left.

“Mazella. Thank you for your hard work.”

“Thank you for your hard work. After I finish reporting, I will go to my room.”

“I’ll wait.”

The saint returned to the capital after her, holding her box tightly.

Returned to her own room.

“···.”

If we are to look at the current situation, all centers are referred to as Rike Hana.

There is only one survivor who carries on Skadi’s blood. There is also one survivor who inherited Bright’s blood.

This is also a very ambiguous case in which to speak out to the empire.

– The Bright family, including Juana Bright, is actually innocent.

– It suffered a stigma due to Marquis Enoch Skadi’s plan.

Now, the only legitimate family member that can be recognized by the outside world is Ricke.

How do we unravel and prove that the severe punishment that struck Bright like a thunderbolt was a stigma?

This issue was, without a doubt, the most important key.

Even if there is a person who can speak out, if there is no evidence, the premise cannot be established.

A platinum adventurer should not forcefully push ahead with authority or force.

The saint of the church is in a position where she cannot avoid feeling unfairly treated by the Bright family in a situation where there is no evidence.

But.

Roman had the stuff to make that possible.

‘Okay. This is enough…’

It’s so overflowing that it’s a problem. I have a feeling that the work to be done in the future will increase like a mountain.

Sweet.

When I open the preservation box Roman gave me, there is a pile of black paper.

And on the paper, red letters are connected and the characteristic cloudy mana waves.

A contract in which warlocks use the devil as their mediator.

The people involved would not want it taken away even if they died… It is impossible to predict by what means they were robbed of it.

‘Let’s do it right away.’

First of all, transcription.

Among the nobles of the empire, there are many who are in line with Nema Natas.

If I submit it somewhere, it may be stolen, so I plan to record the contents and keep one for myself, regardless of its validity.

Sugak- Sugagak-

Use ink on a white piece of paper and write down the ugly content.

As you write it down, try to remember it in your head.

“Phew!”

I’ve only finished two chapters, but my shoulders and fingers are already hurting.

Atra moved his free left hand to find the cup out of habit.

‘Uh?’

When she realized she had started without anything to drink, she got up.

I picked up the bottle on the table and put it down.

“···.”

The water bottle left in the room is also empty.

‘Shall I come back for a moment?’

Put the black paper in the box and seal it again.

Just in case, lock your door with magic.

This is reassuring.

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After giving Shuel her cup of coffee, Atra was returning to her room when she met a priest with a familiar face.

Atra, who responded to the priest who showed courtesy, asked the man who looked somewhat tired.

“What’s wrong?”

The priest avoids answering by saying it is a simple matter and not a big deal.

Atra’s eyebrows lowered at the distance she felt after becoming a saint.

The priest who noticed this hurriedly opened his mouth.

“I have to apply for academy classes in a few days, but we are looking for applicants because we don’t have enough people. Joubert rushed to apply early in the morning… So we’re in trouble.”

“Ah -! I’ve been curious about this for a long time. Since it’s an academy class, are there enough priests to be needed?”

Because I remember taking it, I immediately knew what kind of class it was.

At Atra’s question, the priest gave an embarrassed smile.

“The class led by the adventurer brothers is a tougher training than expected, so we can’t let down our guard.”

“Well… When you say adventurer. Are you Brother Roman?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

In fact, it was a unique story.

A platinum adventurer and an academy instructor.

‘Academy···.’

I’m also curious about what the atmosphere is like at Lofty Academy, which is said to be the best.

Anyway, I have a story to share with Roman when I meet him.

Reason enough!

Having made up her mind, Atra noticed that Majella was not around her yet and slightly raised her hand.

“If there aren’t enough people… May I accompany you?”