After returning-.

    Chris became even more obsessed with studying.

    Baron Fletcher, who saw this, could not hide his complicated feelings. Should I be happy for my son who is working hard, or should I be worried that something will go wrong?

    I couldn’t figure it out at all.

    Baron Fletcher was very worried about his son.

    but-.

    Because it was Baron Fletcher who heard everything about Renia.

    I couldn’t say any consoling words to Chris.

    but-.

    For the sake of the woman I loved, I decided to leave it as is for now. I thought that if I ever got tired, I could just teach her how to rest.

    ***

    “Welcome.”

    Immediately after Renia arrived in the capital-.

    There was a man who welcomed Renia. Albert, one of the archbishops of the order. He had long, dull gray hair and squinted eyes that were characteristic.

    Following Albert’s guidance, Renia entered the main temple of the church.

    And as I was walking down the hallway…

    Someone spoke to Renia.

    “Nice to meet you, saint.”

    A kind-hearted grandmother. He was Archbishop of Porsipia.

    Archbishop Porsipia greeted the saint with a smile.

    “Yes? yes Nice to meet you!”

    The saint also responded with a smile.

    “My name is Porsipia. He is holding a position that is unsuited to being an archbishop.”

    Lenia could not help but be surprised at the word archbishop.

    I was surprised at Albert too, but…

    archbishop.

    This refers to a person second only to the Pope in power.

    A king-like being who rules over several vassal states.

    I can’t believe there are already two such beings.

    Renia once again realized that she was a saint.

    Archbishop Porsipia noticed Albert.

    OK-.

    “Then, I guess my role ends here.”

    Albert stepped away.

    Although they were the same archbishop, Archbishop Porusipia was the higher ranking person.

    That’s why Albert showed courtesy and retreated.

    After Albert left, Archbishop Porsipia spoke to Renia.

    “I am the one who will teach the saint how to use divine power.”

    Archbishop Porsipia’s kind words.

    Renia felt a little relieved at that tone of voice. This was because Archbishop Porsipia was a person whose benevolent feelings were prevalent.

    Actually, Albert came with me.

    It was Renia who had been strangely unpleasant to him earlier. That’s why Renia felt a little uncomfortable because she was worried that Albert would still be around.

    But fortunately, that didn’t seem to be the case.

    “Then, may I call Archbishop Porsipia Master?”

    “I shouldn’t receive too much glory from someone who is the saint’s teacher. Please just call me Archbishop Porsipia.”

    “Yes… ? Well then, isn’t that too polite? Archbishop Porsipia.”

    “The saint is the second greatest person after the Pope. So, please speak comfortably.”

    To avoid being discovered that the saint is an artificial being.

    Therefore, the saint was determined to be second in power to the pope. However, Renia does not know that fact…

    “Ah, how could I do that? I will call you Archbishop Porsipia!”

    Was he relieved to meet someone as kind as Porsipia?

    A smile appeared on Renia’s lips.

    “… thank you. Do as the saint wishes.”

    Renia’s smile is so innocent.

    Archbishop Porsipia’s expression hardened slightly when he saw that smile.

    To make such an innocent girl carry such a heavy burden. And that too in the name of God.

    Archbishop Porsipia was very angry about that.

    *

    A quiet space -.

    Albert and the man in black armor. Only these two were in Albert’s office.

    Albert said quietly.

    “That’s strange.”

    “What do you mean?”

    “A saint.”

    Why Albert has doubts.

    It was because of Renia’s attitude.

    “If I told you that I would gouge out your eyes in the future, how would you react?”

    “… I just hope that you change your mind.”

    The slightly stiff words of the man in black armor.

    Albert noticed why the man in black armor was reacting like that. He said with a bright smile.

    “Hahaha, look, Uliver. Would I really order you to gouge out your eyes? Just in case.”

    Only then did Uliver relax from his slight stiffness.

    Uliver thought deeply about Albert’s question.

    Eventually, I came up with an answer.

    “… I feel like I have no choice but to cringe. Or get scared… .”

    If you have to gouge out both your eyes, if you can’t refuse it-.

    I felt like I was afraid.

    Even the passage of time must feel like torture.

    “Okay. That would be normal.”

    Albert conveyed the message to Renia correctly.

    Renia’s eyes are scheduled to be removed when she turns 20.

    It was conveyed in as pure a manner as possible.

    ‘The saint’s eyes will return to God’s arms in time for her coming of age ceremony.’

    Renia, who heard those words-.

    ‘is that so… . all right!’

    He seemed somewhat relaxed.

    That seemed very strange to Albert, and he felt something was missing.

    “I just wanted to see you thinking about your noble mission and how to handle yourself.”

    It was really disappointing.

    Albert thought for a moment.

    “Hmm… It seems that there is a being that gives strength to the saint.”

    Albert’s words were muttered low.

    Uliver sensed something ominous at those words. And then he prophesied. He knew that soon he would be given a new mission.

    However, he also remembered that the missions given to him were not always good missions.

    ***

    Two months have passed since Lenia left for the capital.

    I heard in a letter that in order to become a saint, Renia had to undergo a lot of training.

    Was it Archbishop Porsipia?

    That person is teaching me how to control divine power.

    Renia said that she felt strangely warm.

    I once again realized that Renia was becoming a saint.

    So I decided to try harder.

    I followed the example of Renia, who was gradually becoming a saint, and worked harder than before.

    And the result -.

    “It would be better to leave this to you.”

    My father entrusted me with the job.

    “Yes… ? You want me to take charge?”

    Honestly, I couldn’t believe it.

    This was a very big deal.

    I can’t afford failure-.

    Such a big proposition.

    But my father would entrust this to me. It was hard to believe, and I didn’t even have the confidence to do it.

    Did he sense my feelings like this?

    My father continued.

    “You asked, so you should take charge. And now you will have to learn how to take the lead in commercial activities yourself.”

    “Can I do it?”

    “Don’t worry. I will be there to tell you a lot. Just be by my side, so don’t forget that all choices come from you.”

    My father’s words were similar to a warning.

    At those words, I-.

    “I understand.”

    I decided to give it a try.

    I have no time to be afraid of failure.

    .

    .

    .

    Holy Eimor Empire -.

    The kingdom right next to it.

    Beicher Kingdom.

    To this kingdom I set out on a journey. No, it has already arrived.

    Fortunately, we were able to arrive safely without encountering any bandits or anything. While I was trying to sleep at the dorm-.

    “I went out for a while.”

    My father left the room.

    And in the room left alone, I-.

    “Ah, this is not the time.”

    I wanted to tell this to Renia.

    What happened on this commercial trip-.

    Although I have only arrived yet, I wanted to let them know that I am working hard.

    ***

    Partel, a city on the outskirts of the Beicher Kingdom.

    “It’s still the same here… .”

    Baron Fletcher walked along the streets there.

    I’ve been here before, but it was truly the same place. I wonder if it’s quiet. A place full of silence.

    Baron Fletcher was someone who always looked for alcohol whenever he came here.

    That’s why Baron Fletcher headed to a bar he had frequented for a long time.

    And sit by the window…

    “Here, please give me some alcohol and snacks.”

    I ordered drinks and food.

    And waited for the food to come out.

    After a while-.

    “Here we chat.”

    Drinks and food were served.

    Baron Fletcher began to eat and drink the wine and food placed in front of him. Then, suddenly, I missed my wife who had left.

    Fate felt really funny.

    Is it a curse that passes down from generation to generation in the family?

    It was like that with my father, it was like that with me, and even my son was like that.

    “Is difficult love engraved in the blood of the Fletcher family?”

    Baron Fletcher recalled.

    His father-.

    It was the same for me, but my father also had a difficult love.

    “… I can’t believe that even Chris suffered that fate. It’s pitiful.”

    I was filled with guilt because I felt like my bloodline was wrong. In fact, there was a reason why Baron Fletcher reacted this way.

    dream.

    Because I had a violent dream the night before…

    That’s why I wanted to shake my head like this.

    To hide anxiety.

    “Ha… .”

    “Why do you sigh so much while drinking alone?”

    A man approached Baron Fletcher.

    A red-haired man rarely seen on the continent.

    “… It’s probably just because the world is difficult.”

    It was hard.

    Raising a son alone and not having a wife by his side. If you just look at the reasons, everything was difficult.

    Nevertheless, Baron Fletcher lived hard.

    So, today was particularly difficult. Maybe the difficult dream is an excuse.

    “Hmm… So, is this Baron Fletcher?”

    “… ”

    Those who know themselves -.

    Suspicion suddenly reached its peak.

    Baron Fletcher glanced warily at the man. And then I realized.

    That this man is not a man.

    Although she had a rough appearance and was large, it was clear that she was a woman.

    Baron Fletcher asked cautiously.

    “How do you know me?”

    Baron Fletcher’s question.

    The red-haired woman answered that question.

    “How do you feel about joining the rebels?”

    Baron Fletcher noticed immediately.

    That this woman is a rebel member.

    In fact, the red-haired woman was a rebel member.

    It’s also in a fairly high position.

    That’s why I was looking for someone. Someone who will provide support to the rebels.

    “Why are you offering me this? You probably know that I am a noble of the empire, right?”

    “You were a commoner before that, weren’t you? And it seems like you don’t really like the empire’s nobility.”

    It was just as the redhead said.

    Baron Fletcher -.

    In fact, he didn’t like nobles very much, much like his own son. Becoming a nobleman was just to survive.

    but-.

    It’s an old story.

    “I want to protect the people of my territory. and… I hope no harm comes to my son because of me.”

    Now he was proud to be a nobleman.

    So Baron Fletcher announced that he was rejecting the offer.

    “Hmm… It’s unfortunate, but I guess there’s nothing we can do about it. However, I have a warning for you.”

    “Is this a threat because you don’t join the rebels?”

    “No. If you just want to maintain the nobility of your empire, watch out for the black knight in black armor.”

    “Black Knight? Wasn’t that just a rumor going around all the time?”

    Baron Fletcher had also heard of it.

    A knight in charge of the church’s back-end affairs.

    A black knight, the opposite of a holy knight.

    However, the church denied the existence of the Black Knight. So it was a rumor that was overlooked.

    “The Black Knight really exists. This is an organization whose main task is to eliminate entities that irritate the church. It just said that if you are going to live as an imperial noble, you should be careful.”

    Baron Fletcher nodded.

    “But why are you telling me this? The rebels… Don’t you hate the nobles of the empire?”

    There was no need for the rebel woman to tell Baron Fletcher any of this.

    Baron Fletcher is an imperial noble. This was because he could be said to be an enemy of the rebels.

    “Just… It’s like a whim.”

    “A whim?”

    “Yes… .”

    The rebel woman left without saying any more. Baron Fletcher, who was left alone, felt uneasy and continued to drink alcohol.

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