episode_0367

Although Fabi returned to the Holy Land after almost a year, there was no time for her to feel longing.

Even while she was away from the sanctuary, Seongji continued to do her own work, and in the process, the issues that Fabi had originally had to solve gradually piled up.

In addition, the fact that the Pope was away from the shrine for a while was one of the factors that made Pavey frantic.

When the Pope, who holds the greatest symbolism in the Holy Land, is away, Fabi has to carry out the duties in his stead.

Faby, who had been carrying out the Pope’s work as well as the backlog of work for a week, had already adapted to life in the Holy Land.

Even after the sun had completely set, Fabi woke up before dawn even though she had been working for a long time and fell asleep. She looked out the window blankly and smiled.

It was my first time being away for a long time, so I thought it would be a little awkward to get used to it, but it seems that things that have been engraved on my body for nearly a decade tend to disappear easily.

After driving away fatigue by drawing up divinity, he got up from the bed, cleaned himself, and prayed to the Great God.

Fabie learned from her previous conversation with the Lord at the orphanage that He is not omniscient and omnipotent as the Bible says, but that does not mean her faith has disappeared.

Fabi’s faith had shed its previous blindness, but it still remained within her.

The main god may not be perfect, but he is a good being and tries to be good, so Fabi thought that alone was worth believing in.

About thirty minutes of prayer was about to end when a knock on the door was heard from outside.

“Saint. It’s time to prepare for morning worship.”

“Yes. I’ll be out soon.”

When Fabi came outside after straightening her clothes, the woman who had assisted her since she was very young bowed her head.

Fabi said hello as usual, but had complicated feelings inside.

Having recently received divinity directly from the Lord, she is now able to distinguish between those who truly have faith and those who pretend to have faith.

It was not simply a division of divinity into many and few.

No matter how much divinity one possesses, there are those who can only contain coldness within that divinity, and there are those who can contain warmth, such as Fabi herself and Lucy, the apostle of the main god.

The former was a person who only took on divinity without faith, and the latter was a person who tried to refine divinity with faith.

And the woman in front of Fabi only had coldness despite staying in the sacred place for a long time.

It’s not that strange. Since Faby is a false saint created by human hands, those who stay around her are bound to be false as well.

If it were an ordinary person, it would have made her tremble with a sense of betrayal, but Fabi only calmed down slightly and did not say anything more to the woman.

Instead, I thought about how I could get this person back on the right path.

What would you have done in a situation like this?

Faby remembered the face of someone who believed in him more than anyone else, perhaps even more than the god who was the object of his faith, but that wasn’t a good idea.

‘Are you trying to depend on me because you can’t even solve that problem? Phew heh. So I guess I’ll have to be called a loser for the rest of my life? Did he like being criticized for being a slob? ‘She’s not a poor saint…’

“No!”

Faby, who made a noise in the middle of the hallway, saw the puzzled gaze of the woman who played the role of servant, and her face turned red.

“Ah. Would you… please pretend it never happened?”

“What are you talking about? I didn’t hear anything.”

“Thank you…”

Regardless of the minor disturbance, the morning service led by Fabi went smoothly.

This is something she has been doing every day since she received the title of saint and was very young. Even after taking a break for a few months, there is no way her voice would be shaken when she appears in front of everyone.

Even if more than half of the people attending the morning service were cold, Fabie knew how to have a soft voice like always.

When she first returned to the church, Fabie was able to understand why Lucy had warned her about the church’s corruption in the past.

Among the priests staying in the holy place, more than sixty-five had lost their sense of warmth.

That might be the case if this place were any other ordinary church. Warmth is not something that can be obtained so easily.

But this is no ordinary church. It is a sacred place. It is a place where the most significant of the clergy of the main church spread across the continent gather.

The fact that those who were at the forefront of conveying the warmth of the Lord were unable to embrace even the slightest warmth was not something that could be laughed off lightly.

How can those who do not even have warmth in their own hearts convey God’s warmth to others?

For several days after returning to the Holy Land, Fabi became convinced of the corruption of the main church and wondered how to fix it, but the answer never came.

“Today’s speech was also excellent. Holy woman.”

“Even though His Holiness the Pope is away, the empty space is not felt at all.”

“I hope the saint returns to church as soon as possible.”

Fabi, who tried to smile at those who spat empty words with coldness, often thought about how good it would have been if she could have gone to the Knights of Arn instead of coming to the Holy Land.

There will be hardships of their own, but there are friends there.

Contrary to his appearance, Joy is a sloppy but kind person. Arthur doesn’t stop moving even though he has pain in his heart. Freyr is so pure that he often acts strangely.

And Lucy. He saved Fabi several times. She is more precious than anyone else.

Just as Faby’s smile deepened as she remembered the faces of her friends, a heavy voice was heard from behind the priests.

“Everyone. Isn’t the saint in trouble? Step back.”

The priests who held certain positions turned their heads with frowns, saw the face of the old man standing there, quickly bowed their heads, and left.

Lazarus, the cardinal of the main church and a warm-hearted priest, looked at their backs and clicked his tongue.

But it was different when he turned his head to Fabi. His ever-stern face was filled with kindness.

“I’ve said it before, but it’s okay if you don’t accept everything. Holy woman.”

Many people in the church had only coldness, but not everyone.

The bishop of the Academy Street Church did so. It was Bishop John who helped her get better. Just like the cardinal in front of her, rightness remained in its place even in the midst of chaos.

“People in high positions sometimes need to know how to cut things off decisively.”

“If it was really difficult, I would have done so. Cardinal Lazarus.”

“Is that so? Then, I guess I’ll have to trouble the saint just to confirm.”

“Please don’t be too mischievous.”

“Haha. It depends on the saint’s response.”

Cardinal Lazarus is said to be eccentric and incapable of compromise in any situation, but in front of Fabi, he is just a mischievous grandfather.

“If you are finished with your busy work, please come over for a cup of tea later. It looks like I have a lot to talk about separately.”

“I will definitely make time for it.”

“Saint!”

At that time, one of the church’s priests hurriedly came to Faby’s side.

Cardinal Lazarus gave the priest a stern look at his rudeness, but the priest spoke urgently without noticing him.

“Are you okay with the time? It’s urgent.”

“Marple Priest. No matter how urgent the task is, maintain your dignity. What is this doing?”

“Ah. Cardinal Lazarus! This is news that His Eminence the Cardinal should know!”

“…Hmm?”

“A member of our church was slaughtered in the Badronel estate!”

*

The morning after I faced my own stupidity.

When I woke up and listened to Erin humming excitedly as she smoothed my hair, I remembered something from not long ago.

I was used to living alone at the Academy for a long time and taking care of myself, so I told Erin that it was okay if she didn’t come looking for me early in the morning. During that time, I want you to get at least a little more sleep.

This was clearly my favor to Erin, but instead of being happy, Erin shed tears when she heard what I said.

‘I guess you don’t need me anymore.’

At the risk of suddenly becoming trash, I hurriedly tried to appease Erin by making excuses and saying I was only joking.

‘Sniff. really? ‘Are you not going to throw it away?’

‘Do you think someone like you will hire someone else? I won’t abandon it because I’m sure it will feel bad if it’s abandoned and left to wander around the streets. it’s okay?’

‘yes! thank you! thank you!’

Even now that I think about it, I still don’t understand that reaction. Isn’t it normal to be happy if I tell you that I will let you rest more in the morning?

When I hear that at least I can go to work a little later, I cry and give thanks! I have the confidence to say that.

“Lady. Are there any inconveniences?”

‘are you okay.’

“If it was uncomfortable, would I have stayed still? Poor Erin. Why don’t you be more tactful?”

“Then let’s continue.”

As I looked at Erin, who clearly took pride in her work, through the mirror, I suddenly remembered the perverted Apostle who was doing my hair.

Unlike Erin, that guy’s touch feels unpleasant, but his skills are real. If you have some time left during this vacation, should you call him and ask him to teach Erin some skills?

Usually artists are stingy when it comes to giving away their skills, but if you’re a perverted apostle, I think you’ll be grateful if I give you a few nudges with my foot.

“Finished. Miss.”

I straightened my hair, which was much neater than when I did it on my own. Instead of saying a few words, I smiled at Erin and stood up.

After eating, let’s go straight to the Newman family’s base. There’s more than one thing you need to find out there.

With that in mind, as I went down to the first floor, I saw the face occupying the middle of the restaurant and wondered if I was still asleep.

It’s only natural that there’s a Benedick in the restaurant. Because he came down to the restaurant earlier than me and waited for me throughout this trip.

It’s not that embarrassing to have Karia next to him. If there is urgent news to deliver, she may come to see you in person.

However, the sight of Curse Newman, the head of the Newman family, sweating coldly, caught between the two, was something far beyond my imagination.

Why is that person struggling over there? As I was staring blankly at that face, Caria and I met each other’s eyes.

“Employer. I woke up. Come here. I have a story to tell you.”

‘excuse me…’

“An old maid. Why is the leader of the family next to me doing that? I feel a bit pitiful because I can see my hair shrinking in real time.”

“I didn’t do anything in particular. right? Benedick?”

“That’s right. Lucy. Newman Beck has had a hard time with Caria for a long time.”

“Hey. Kurz. Please explain quickly too. If I keep my mouth shut, I become a bad person.”

“That. That’s right. Lady Aln. Karia didn’t do anything to me.”

No matter how you look at him, he looks like someone who is being threatened.

ah. If you think about it, Caria was a shadow of the kingdom it once was. If so, he would be aware of the many tricks the Newman family is carrying out behind the scenes, and of course he would also be familiar with various information that could be a weakness.

After roughly understanding the situation, I came down the stairs and sat down in the empty seat.

‘so…’

“So what’s going on? Lady?”

“Because it’s about something important. I brought with me one of the parties, Kurz.”

much? Is there anything very important happening at this point? It wouldn’t be that big of an event to happen during vacation, right?

As I was tilting my head, Caria shrugged her shoulders and continued speaking.

“Soladin’s second queen wants to meet her employer. The Newman family took on the role of mediator between them.”

‘…yes?’

“…What?”

– Tiring!

[Quest will be paid!]

[Serane Soladin’s regret]