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Fletcher family mansion -.

There, Rachel waited endlessly for the owner of the mansion.

However, even though the promised arrival date passed, the owner did not come. Rachel somehow felt ominous.

“I wonder if something happened… .”

Should we dispatch an investigation team now?

Such worries filled Rachel’s mind.

Still, I thought it was a pointless fuss.

It won’t be a big deal.

That’s how I repeated it to myself.

“Still, if you were late, you would have at least given me a message saying you were late… .”

A day passed like that…

Another week has already passed.

When Rachel finally couldn’t stand it anymore and was about to dispatch an investigation team…

A guest came to the Fletcher family.

People from the denomination.

Those guests, Rachel, were somehow ominous. It was because I already knew the story.

The nobles of the empire.

When that noble died without any blood left.

Their property is being recovered by the church.

Rachel had heard something like that, and it was true. That’s why Rachel was wary of guests from the church.

The ominous feeling continued to grow.

And as if Rachel’s ominousness was correct -.

The people of the church had news for Rachel.

“… There is no master you follow.”

The story was exactly as Rachel had worried.

“What is that… ?”

“It is said that the Fletcher family bloodline no longer exists in this world. It is said that he was killed by rebels during the ascent.”

Unbelievable words.

Rachel couldn’t believe that.

This is clearly a ruse.

It is a ploy by the church to swallow up the Fletcher family’s assets.

That’s what I thought.

I can’t believe he died.

Baron Fletcher is dead.

It felt like a lie.

for a moment-.

The bloodline of the Fletcher family… .

“No way, even Chris… ?”

“Chris? Oh, it was Chris Fletcher. Didn’t I tell you? There is no more blood in the Fletcher family. I understand that the child is also dead. The trail was cut off by a cliff.”

“Ah… ah… .”

Rachel just left her mouth open. Because I was so shocked.

but-.

It seems like this is reality.

The person from the church continued speaking, ignoring Rachel.

“Because there are no more blood ties left in the Fletcher family, all of the Fletcher family’s assets were decided to be donated to the church. So, I hope that the employees find their way back to their livelihood quickly.”

The cult took everything from the Fletcher family.

Rachel and other family members were suddenly kicked out. And the staff at the top.

“Deacon… , What on earth is going on? I guess the church got it wrong, right?”

“I hope so… .”

Rachel begged.

I hope everything now is a lie.

I wish it was just a dream.

but-.

There was no way the church would have seized property like this without even properly verifying it. maybe… It’s really hard to believe though.

What the church says must be true.

First, Rachel shared her thoughts with the family.

“For now, let’s all find a way to survive.”

It means that young people and those who are responsible for making a living should take care of their families and themselves.

“Yes? Then what about the head deacon?”

“I guess… There’s something I need to check.”

He was different.

Rachel had no family. The only people who can be considered family are the owner of the Fletcher family and his son.

That’s why I had to check properly, at least for myself.

Rachel sends her family away.

Rachel was silent for a while. Lost in thought.

And soon-.

Rachel’s mouth opened.

“As expected, something is strange.”

It was strange.

Now I decided not to deny the death of the person I was worshiping anymore, but it was strange. It’s the work of rebels.

“Did I misunderstand the rebels…? .”

Rachel was once a mercenary.

Because he was a fairly high-level mercenary and had a humble status, he once approached Rachel to placate the rebels.

Rachel had a brief conversation with the rebels.

What I learned from that conversation.

The rebels also had their own rules. And according to those rules, the Fletcher family would never have been targeted.

If that’s the case, then the rebels didn’t do it.

Of course, it cannot be said that everything the rebels said at that time was true, but if you look at the series of incidents committed by the rebels, it would be clear.

“It was clearly the goal to become the center of the rebels in the first place.”

The cause is to escape from the rule of the empire that rules the continent. The goal was to push out the denominations that promoted that wrong governance.

Therefore, the rebels moved according to the cause.

Why are such beings targeting the good Fletcher family? Just because he was an imperial noble was not enough.

“Then… There may be a possibility that they are not rebels… ?”

This can only be considered a conspiracy theory.

but-.

The only thing that came to Rachel’s mind was that conspiracy theory.

“No way, in the church… Aiming for the Fletcher family fortune? but… ”

This sounds so absurd.

“Or… The Fletcher family is connected to the church… Ah!”

Rachel’s head.

One person came to mind.

The self-control of the person he served. A being like the lover of that self-control.

Renia Louver.

It was Rachel who had heard the information that she had been appointed a saint.

I focused on this and thought about it.

Then it was Rachel who shook her head once. Because it was so absurd.

but-.

That was the only thing that came to Rachel’s mind.

“No way, because of being close to a saint, the church… ?”

For a moment, Rachel covered her mouth.

It was an absurd sound, but it was a sound that would shock anyone who heard it.

Fortunately, there was no one around.

“If what I think is right… ”

Rachel realized she wouldn’t be able to handle it. He is an ordinary retired mercenary. And the head butler of the baronial family.

In the end, I had no strength.

That’s why I set out to find someone who could help me.

“If you are Count Ruber… You might want to listen to my story.”

A tragedy that befell Baron Fletcher.

He concluded that he was clearly caught up in some kind of incident.

***

Raina denied Albert’s words.

but-.

His father, Count Ruber. I belatedly read the letter he sent and accepted reality.

News of the destruction of not only Chris, but the Fletcher family. Baron Fletcher and Chris are no longer in this world.

Despite Count Luver’s words of comfort, Rhenia could not remain calm.

I kept getting short of breath.

My heart was pounding like crazy.

I started to feel dizzy.

My stomach was pounding and I felt nauseous.

“It’s a lie. lie… .”

Lenia tore up the letter from Count Ruber.

“Yes, your father and Albert… You must be mistaken.”

Even if Renia herself tried to say it like this, the truth had no intention of changing.

Just blankly…

Renia was just dumbfounded.

I couldn’t even think of doing anything.

A day passed like that.

Renia did not come out of the room. I didn’t even eat. Even divine power training did not occur.

Archbishop Porsipia tried to ask Lenia the reason for her sudden change.

On the way to Renia-.

On the way, Archbishop Porsipia heard news of Lenia. That too, not from Renia’s mouth, but from Albert’s.

“Ah, Archbishop Forsypia. Where are you going?”

“Archbishop Albert? I’m on my way to meet the saint… .”

“Ah… ! I see.”

Albert’s expression was mysterious.

It was as if he was showing that he knew something.

Archbishop Porsipia, who felt suspicious about this, asked.

“Does Archbishop Albert know why the saint did not come to training today?”

“Hmm… , I guess I should tell this to the person who claims to be the saint’s teacher.”

Albert said.

What happened to Renia. To be exact, it is the tragedy that came to the Fletcher family.

Archbishop Porsipia was listening quietly.

However, unlike her calm demeanor, her expression was becoming increasingly shocked.

Albert even said that he had delivered this news to Renia.

“Well, this is what happened. Still, the saint will soon overcome this sadness.”

Ignoring Albert who said that, Archbishop Porsipia hurried to Renia’s room.

I was so worried about Renia.

What would have happened to that innocent child? Archbishop Porsipia was very worried.

And soon-.

Archbishop Porsipia arrived in front of Renia’s visit.

“Saint… , I am.”

I knocked, but there was no answer. I tried to open the door, but it was locked.

A saint’s room that doesn’t feel like it’s popular at all. Archbishop Porsipia suddenly had an ominous thought.

but-.

When I put my ear to the door and listened intently, I could hear a small breathing sound.

At least it looks like we haven’t reached the worst.

Archbishop Porsipia was worried.

What words of comfort would you give to the saint?

But I decided to leave it alone for now.

The result of living a long life so far -.

Because pain heals over time.

And before that-.

It was Archbishop Porsipia who had some business to attend to.

It was Archbishop Porsipia who felt that the tragedy that occurred in the Fletcher family was very unnatural.

“Albert… He is so suspicious.”

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Archbishop Porsipia visits Albert’s office.

And I openly suspected Albert.

“Fletcher family incident… There were more than one or two suspicious things.”

According to what I’ve found-.

Although it is said to be the work of rebels.

The timing wasn’t right.

These days, the rebels are less active.

Targeting the nobles of the empire at a time when the rebels were on their knees thanks to the prophecy. That was so strange.

In fact, Archbishop Porsipia had always been suspicious of Albert.

So, there is a feeling, but there is no physical evidence.

Albert also knew this, so he answered slyly.

“… Don’t have any doubts. Archbishop Porsipia.”

Archbishop Porsipia is a high-ranking official.

It also mentioned a truth that only a few people know.

“Do you think I don’t know? Albert, the beings you raise.”

The limbs that Albert secretly raises.

The existence of the Black Knights.

“… Do you have any proof? They said that? That family’s work was done by rebels. Please put aside your unnecessary doubts.”

As the saying goes.

Archbishop Porsipia had no evidence whatsoever.

Under the circumstances -.

Just a rebel.

It’s just the work of rebels.

It seemed like such an ordinary thing that rebels in need of funds raised the money by raiding the commercial routes of imperial nobles.

But Archbishop Porsipia did not believe it.

The Albert I’ve seen so far.

He seemed fine on the outside, but tragedy occurred in the kingdoms he managed. Things that happen more than once or twice.

Moment-.

Archbishop Porsipia, who made eye contact with Albert, got goosebumps.

Eyes that seem to be squinted.

Two eyes that look like an endless abyss inside.

It was not something a priest who worships God would do. Albert, the author is not a worshiper of God. It was clear that they were either worshiping an evil god or were corrupted.

That’s how Archbishop Porsipia decided.

Archbishop Porsipia did not have the power to achieve anything.

so that-.

A word of warning.

“… From now on, don’t even think about shaking that child in your grasp. If something like this happens again… No matter what happens, I will hang on to you.”

The best Archbishop Porsipia could do was simply to warn people not to mess with the saint.