Chapter 395 – Enjoying the Prayer Ceremony -1-

A promise made naturally while waiting for Algrat to appear in the stands.

The time when the saint made the pact with the saint was lunch the next day, but the Federal Order was in his hands anyway.

Because an unexpected adventurer got involved, there was almost no interaction with the saint.

The saint entered the church alone to make eye contact and have a conversation.

But this is what happens.

No matter how much Jouberois Blanc rolled his eyes as he pulled the door open, the two people were nowhere to be seen.

“Hmm…”

Still, what is it? Okay.

These people are somewhere in the church, so don’t panic even if you can’t see them right away.

‘I guess he went to get something.’

The saint thought that the time he entered her church happened to coincide with the moment when the saint and her adventurer were away for a while.

Juberois Blanc entered the empty VIP room without hesitation and sat down with his back pressed against the soft chair.

She waited, sorting out the details in her head that still didn’t shock her.

‘Yes… But there’s no way it’s okay. ‘Did you hold back because there were a lot of eyes watching?’

He took the attack of Algrat, who was no one else, with his human body.

Contrary to his seemingly fine appearance, there is a high probability that he suffered fatal injuries.

‘An imperial saint might have realized that sooner than anyone else.’

If you heal a wound at a church, there are basic supplies you need to prepare.

There are so many things you need, like bandages, new clothes, and holy water, that you can’t lift them with one hand.

With her divine power, there would be no need for any consumables for general treatment.

What if the adventurer’s wounds were as serious as she suspected? The saint may be taking care of one thing or another as she settles down in a ward full of her patients.

“Saint. Are you here?”

“Hmm.”

She was leaving the door to the VIP room open when a priest passing by bowed his head to her.

The saint who accepted her greeting asked her if she wanted to move her body directly.

“Where has the saint from the empire gone? Is she in the ward?”

In response to Ju Verois Blanc’s question, the priest fluttered her beast-like muzzle and her ears and spat out her voice.

“I understand that the saint went out earlier accompanied by her escort.”

“I heard from another priest that he would be in the VIP room?”

My intuition is that things are particularly twisted today.

The saint frowned at her and she drew squiggly wrinkles on her forehead.

“I also saw this picture from afar, but it seemed like Priestess Flacco was talking directly with her distinguished guests, so I think I know the news accurately.”

“How on earth do you guys communicate internally… No? Find out his whereabouts first. He is a precious person from the empire.”

And then a few minutes pass.

We heard that the youngest priest named Flaco was unable to immediately hand over the information of two people.

His position as the youngest and in charge of miscellaneous work, the endless waves of patients coming in as a prayer priest, the replenishment of supplies that had begun to run out while helping the high-ranking priest, and the fact that he was accosted by a saint while carrying out these tasks.

Priest Flacco has definitely not forgotten.

She was pushed along by the flow of work that is familiar to any church.

She had not found anyone who could relay the news on her behalf.

Priest Flacco, who had arrived at the VIP room after being summoned by the saint, expressed her chagrin by saying that he had tried to deliver her news as soon as her urgent treatment was completed.

“So. Where did the saintess say she was going?”

“Well, she just said she would go out for a little while. More details…”

The priest, sensing that the saint was not in a good mood, lowered his head.

Grumbling.

The saint’s teeth ground together in anger.

“Such a useless bastard… Aren’t these people who are in danger right now, so they’re mixed breeds with no bloodline? Given the order of business, isn’t it important to pass on the VIP’s information?”

“Sorry.”

“You idiot… Get out of my sight right now.”

After the Lord Verois Blanc kicked her priests out of the VIP room.

She began to wonder how she would move from that spot.

*****

Before the saint came.

Atra finished diagnosing Roman’s wounds and rushed to prepare for her treatment.

‘Really… Brother, you are an adventurer to your core.’

Atra understands Roman’s position and her feelings.

His dislike of being indebted to others reminds him once again of what his job is.

Nevertheless, it is mysterious how he somehow agrees when pushed.

“Let’s get started right away.”

“Yes.”

Atra, with an extremely serious expression, stretched out her hand.

The soft palm touched Roman’s abdomen.

And then she gently grabs Rosario with her free hand.

– The humble servant prays and relies on the grace and infinite love of the Goddess who created light and truth. Appreciate faith and belief and allow my touch to bring comfort like a calm wind.

The process of healing through divine power is not as simple as it seems.

It is divided into several branches depending on the knowledge and application ability of the user.

Bruises and burns on Roman. The best treatment for those wounds on the skin is regeneration.

A bright light flashed from Atra’s hand.

As the intensely luminous light slowly faded, the saintess dropped her palm.

When Roman lowered his gaze, he saw normal skin. There is no pain at all.

“Thank you, Atra.”

“I guess I should say thank you. This is all I can do for you.”

It is said that Roman suffered, but in the end, it is Atra himself who benefits the most from this incident.

Roman smiled and didn’t say anything in particular.

After dressing her properly. I looked around the VIP room, which was so large that it felt empty.

“Can I just wait for the saint like this?”

“That’s something that was decided while Brother Roman was standing in the square. The discussion with the saint has been scheduled for lunch tomorrow.”

“It’s more leisurely than I thought. Well, it’s true that we came here without any message, and I understand that you’re probably busy with your own work.”

The amazing sensation that comes from the spot touched by Atra’s hand.

Roman, who was feeling his stomach, raised his head when a fact occurred to him.

“Then the schedule will be blank until lunch tomorrow.”

“I’m sorry. I know that the sisters in the empire are only waiting for Brother Roman… But the saint said it would be difficult to get a faster time…”

As Atra purred her lips, Roman raised the corners of his mouth.

“I don’t care at all, so there is no need to think so. Thank you for considering my situation.”

“···.”

“Anyway, tomorrow is tomorrow… What would you like to eat now?”

When Roman suddenly changed the subject, Atra opened her lips with a slightly lighter heart.

“The Federation’s Church provides sleeping accommodations and meals. Me and Majella ate at the Church when we did not have a set schedule.”

“Uhm…”

The food at the church is boring, no different from the hospital food from his previous life, so it is not to Roman’s taste.

I was even more disturbed by the fact that I had heard from Shuel that not only the patients in my care but also the priests belonging to the religious order eat that way.

There is an expectation that it might be different in a federal country, but how much different would it be? There is a high possibility that you will have to eat the food you receive.

‘Then···.’

After a moment of deliberation, Roman made a decision and turned his gaze to her saint.

“Atra.”

“Yes.”

“Let’s go out.”

“···Going out?”

Atra blinked her eyes, not understanding Roman’s words.

“Opportunities like this don’t come often. How about having a meal outside while looking at the Origin Island?”

“B-but! We were there for work…”

“Anyway, my schedule is empty until lunch tomorrow. Does that matter?”

Atra was troubled by Roman’s words.

I’m curious about the origin ceremony that she had a tantalizing glimpse of as she passed by. Because I have no experience in properly enjoying festivals.

‘What should I do…’

As Roman said, there is no schedule, so leaving is not a problem.

The reason for her hesitation was simple. Until now, I have no such experience or memory of Atra’s actions under the name of her saint.

When I visited a foreign country on business as a saint of a religious order.

Even if I had free time and a gap in my schedule, I never left the location for fear of causing a problem.

Seeing the saintly woman’s hesitation, Roman bent his knees and met her gaze.

“Atra.”

“Yes?”

“Please listen to me seriously. Emperor Qian’s visit is not just for fun.”

“Well, is there any other reason?”

Roman speaks in a low voice with a serious face.

Atra focused on Mann’s mouth as her breathing stopped as the tingling sensation of her body tingled.

“It is true that making Nema Natas a public enemy is a great way to dilute the hatred between the Empire and the Federation. But it may only be a temporary measure.”

“···.”

“To break the chains of discrimination and prejudice, isn’t mutual understanding the first step?”

“You’re definitely right, but…?”

Funny enough, it felt like the least appealing of all the things Roman had said so far.

The feeling that Roman’s mind is already somewhere else.

Nevertheless, the speaking did not stop like a flowing stream.

“You know what the Empire’s books are like, Atra. When trying to learn about other races, didn’t you interpret things like history and origins as the main content? However, I believe that the knowledge that is truly necessary for understanding is their lifestyle. .”

“···.”

“If we understand and explain why the dragon race behaves like that and why that elf said that, and spread the knowledge and background of other races as common sense, misunderstandings will decrease over time.”

Roman’s explanation continued after that.

As if they had been researching and waiting for just this moment, Atra raised the white flag as thorough and valid stories poured out.

The two headed to the Kiwon Festival, where the heat was growing.