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Mesugaki Tank Enters the Academy –
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Mesugaki Tank Enters the Academy –
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Phoebe wasn’t supposed to
know about the Church’s inner workings, the fact that she was a
manufactured Saint, or that all her childhood memories were
fabricated.

If she were to find out, it
should have been in about 1 to 2 years from now, when her talent had
fully blossomed, enough to shatter the Church’s influence.

At that time, even if Phoebe
discovered the truth, the Church wouldn’t easily intervene. Her
presence as a true Saint would have grown so significant that the
Church would find it burdensome to act against her.

But now, things are different.

Phoebe is still weak.

She’s doubtful of herself
and of God. That’s why she made mistakes while purifying the
Academy Dungeon’s boss.

The Church can erase her at
any time.

No matter how grand her aura
might be, if it is empty inside, what’s the use?

If something goes wrong, an
unfortunate accident could happen.

Therefore, Phoebe had to
remain silent.

Even if this situation
contradicted her beliefs, she had to keep her mouth shut.

Until the moment when the
Church could no longer touch her.

And now, I’m in a position
where I have to persuade Phoebe to stay silent.

Can I do it well?

I wasn’t sure if I could
pull it off.

The most immediate problem is,
of course, the tone of the [Mesugaki] Skill.

No matter what I say, I can’t
predict how it will be altered when translated into the [Mesugaki]
Skill.

Depending on the situation,
the meaning could be completely distorted.

Well, this is something I can
solve by effectively using the Mesugaki tone, but there’s a bigger
problem that remains.

It’s Phoebe’s personality.

In the Soul Academy Community,
no one denied that Phoebe was a Saint.

Even with the grand title of
Saint that naturally invites suspicion, no one doubted her.

What this means is that Phoebe
is not just a kind person.

Someone who is merely good
cannot be called a Saint.

While being kind may be enough
for an ordinary believer or priest, a Saint must be different.

The one who represents the
Church and serves as God’s proxy must be distinct.

They need an unshakable
conviction and the tenacity to endure any hardship for the sake of
achieving goodness.

In the game, Phoebe possessed
this quality.

Knowing that it would endanger
her own life, she still did not hesitate to denounce the Church in
the heart of the Capital City. How could such a person lack
conviction?

It’s true that the current
Phoebe is quite different from the one in the game.

However, I don’t believe her
fundamental character has changed.

Right now, she’s just
pretending to be ignorant because I, who saved her, told her to wait.
But if I fail to persuade her, Phoebe will probably…

Grandpa’s voice, devoid of its
usual mischief, interrupted my habit of imagining the Worst Case
Scenario.

Usually, he’s just a nagging
old man.

But now…

In this moment, I can see a
glimpse of the hero Ruel in him, and it’s quite reassuring. But I
don’t want to acknowledge this reliability.

If I do, Grandpa’s shoulders
will swell with pride, and he’ll start spouting nonsense.

‘Was yesterday really
preparation? All I remember is getting beaten up.’

‘Yes! So please give me good
advice from the side!’

‘You say that as if there
was ever a time when being called stupid was a compliment.’

I thought he was joking and
laughed it off, but Grandpa remained silent.

What? Seriously!? There was
actually a time when being called stupid was a compliment?!

‘No.’

His words, tinged with deep
anger, spoke of a distant past and a tumultuous era.

Finding Phoebe in the Academy
was not difficult.

With her beautiful appearance,
striking figure, and angelic personality, she was treated like an
idol at the Academy. No matter where you went, Phoebe was always
surrounded by people. If you asked anyone, you would get an answer
immediately.

She was similar to me in some
ways, but quite the opposite in others.

My notorious reputation was so
widespread that no one dared to approach me. Yet, because I stood out
so much, if someone asked; Where’s Lucy? they would easily find out.

How do I know this? Last time,
Frey found me this way.

Frey’s expressionless face,
saying that everyone seemed interested in me, was quite annoying.

Today, too, Phoebe was
surrounded by many people.

They didn’t discriminate
between commoners and nobles, clerics and non-believers; age wasn’t
an issue either.

Phoebe was a unifying figure
who could bring all these people together.

And I was the centrifuge.

I could make them all scatter
in different directions.

‘Everyone? Could you please
move aside?’

“Sloppy trash. What are
you doing, gathering like insects? Move before I make it worse for
you.”

As soon as I spoke those
words, people started to disperse one by one from the outer edges.

Initially, I was shocked by
this scene, but now I understood their taken-aback expressions.

They wanted to avoid provoking
the mad woman who would crash into them at the slightest touch.

A few people still stood in
front of Phoebe, afraid to get too close to me even as they recoiled.

Did they think I would harm
Phoebe?

That’s too much.

I don’t know what kind of
person you think Lucy Allen is, but right now, I’m a very good
person.

It’s not like I haven’t worked
with Phoebe before, and rumours must have spread that I helped Phoebe
last time, so why would I do anything bad to her?

And besides, I am also a
Paladin!

A Paladin!

Just like Phoebe, I belong to
the Church of Armadi!

Why would someone like that do
anything to the Saint?!

Huh?!

“Everyone. Could you please
step aside?”

“But, Saint.”

“Don’t worry. Lady Allen is
not the kind of person you need to be concerned about.”

Though they still looked at me
with wary eyes, all their ill feelings subsided once Phoebe spoke.

Phoebe, who approached me
after passing through those who had blocked her, smiled her usual,
impeccable smile.

“Hello, Lady Allen.”

‘Hello, Phoebe.’

“Hello, Sloppy Saint.”

As soon as I let the term
Sloppy Saint slip from my mouth, the murmurs around us grew louder.

Since this had been going on
for quite some time, I didn’t pay any attention to the buzzing around
me.

But Phoebe was different.

She briefly averted her gaze
from me and looked around with a smile.

“Everyone? It’s not good to
use bad words.”

“Oh. Um.”

“I’m sorry…”

“I’m sorry, Saint.”

Hearing Phoebe’s warning,
people murmured about how gracious she was.

Is this the difference due to
reputation?

If it had been me, I would
have been severely criticised behind my back.

By the way, didn’t Phoebe seem
slightly serious just now?

Was it just my imagination?

Hmm. Yes, it must have been my
imagination.

Phoebe would never make that
kind of expression.

“I’m sorry, Lady Allen.
There was a bit of a commotion.”

‘It’s alright, Phoebe. But
more importantly…’

“No worries. This kind of
buzzing from these nobodies happens all the time. More importantly,
Sloppy Saint, do you have some time? I want to talk one-on-one.”

“Yes, of course.”

Although my request for a
private conversation with her sparked concern among the observers,
they remained silent because Phoebe had just spoken a moment ago.

As I brought Phoebe back to my
dormitory, I saw the perverted Fox soundly sleeping on the bed.

That kid is still sleeping.
Even if you look like a baby fox on the outside, do you have to act
like one too?

Well, that’s just a joke. I
understood why she slept so much.

The perverted Fox was already
weakened by coming in her current form.

Being contracted with me, who
also lacks power, she lost most of her strength and had to conserve
it for important times.

So, the perverted Fox was
always sleeping like she was trying to save energy.

It wasn’t a bad thing for me
either.

She might be a bit annoying
inside, but after all, she’s a cute fox on the outside. Not bad to
keep as a decoration.

Of course, now is not the time
for that.

Since I need to discuss
matters about gods and the church with Phoebe one-on-one, I couldn’t
leave her there.

I picked up the scruff of the
sleeping perverted Fox’s neck, and she slowly opened her eyes.

“Huh? What…”

Then, I threw her outside the
door.

Phoebe stood still, staring
blankly at where the perverted Fox had been, as I locked the door.

“Is that by any chance…”

‘It’s not important right
now.’

“Sloppy Saint, it’s not
something you need to worry about.”

“…Alright.”

What you’re thinking is
right, but it’s okay. That pervert is ridiculously sloppy beyond
imagination.

Now that I know how to handle
her, even if she does perverted things, it’s not a big problem.

After sitting Phoebe on the
bed, I took out the Scroll of Silence from my inventory and activated
it.

With this, this place becomes
a perfectly silent room for a while.

Now, no matter how much we
badmouth the church, gossip about the academy professors, or talk
about how sloppy, perverted, pedophilic, and trashy Armadi is…

Ah, I better not say that. He
would definitely retaliate. That guy is seriously petty.

Do you know what reward I got
for clearing the quest to uncover the past?

A useless tip that says:
Benedict will allow most things if you call him Papa.

Isn’t that too much?!

The reward was pathetic!

Even if I scratched him a bit
by comparing him to the evil god, holding a grudge and seeking
revenge?!

What kind of god is that! He’s
a total loser! No, he’s a pathetic god!

“This is the Scroll of
Silence.”

Judging by the fact that she
recognized the scroll I used at a glance, she seems to know what
effect it has.

That’s good. I don’t need to
give a lengthy explanation.

‘Yes.’

I took a deep breath and then
pulled up a chair to sit across from Phoebe.

She was staring straight at me
like she was about to devour me whole.

I crossed my legs, pretending
to be unfazed by her gaze.

‘First of all…’

“First, let me tell you
something, Sloppy Saint. The sloppy knowledge you possess is
something I already know.”

That Phoebe was created as a
saint by the Church of Armadi.

That the upper ranks of the
Church of Armadi are corrupt.

I also revealed many other
pieces of knowledge Phoebe might have gained as she regained her
memories.

I expected her to show signs
of being flustered, but Phoebe listened to my words more calmly than
I thought.

As if it wasn’t strange for me
to know these things.

‘Grandpa! This reaction is so
different from what I expected!’

‘But still!’

It’s disconcerting when the
other person acts outside of the options you’ve prepared!

While whining to Grandpa in my
heart, I finished saying everything I needed to.

Phoebe, who had been quietly
listening to my words the whole time, closed her eyes, took a deep
breath, and then looked at me with clear golden eyes as she spoke.

“Are you aware of all
this because you Lady Allen, are Armadi’s Apostle?”

…Huh?

What?

No, Phoebe.

That’s my line.

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