episode_0195

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miracle.

Something that cannot be done with ordinary human strength. This is the miracle defined by Solarium.

Healing the permanently disabled, splitting the river by hitting it with a staff, or even resurrecting the dead…

These are examples of miracles in the Bible.

And there is a person who has entered the rank of saint through inaction that goes beyond the scope of humanity, and he is the living.

Saint Sannius Week.

It is a week commemorating the achievements and beliefs of Saint Sanisos.

Although the Solarium Church has now established itself as the main religion on the continent, it is said that in the chaotic past, there were many religious disputes due to the different religions.

It is said that Saniso evacuated his allies who were outnumbered and besieged and beheaded up to 300 people alone.

Here, his actions seem to be classified as miracles.

Well, it would be impossible for one person to kill three hundred people.

As I read the passage about Saniso, I thought of my teacher.

I wondered if Namgung Soyu could be revered as a saint here.

Anyway, to commemorate him, the church headquarters holds a competition during the week of St. Sanius.

There are many different modifiers, but the short version is that it is a competition to select the strongest person.

Speaking of being a strong guy, I can’t help but talk about Solarium’s power balance.

As Maria lamented, the difference between a Paladin and an Inquisitor is striking.

I don’t know if it’s a problem with the talent pool or the curriculum during the selection process.

Except for a small number of Inquisitors, the skills of the Inquisitors were clearly inferior to those of the Paladins.

“Saint, have you come?”

Guided by the priest, I went to the VIP section with a clear view of the stadium.

There were people who had already arrived at the VIP table, including the Pope, the head of the Holy Knights, and the head of the Inquisition.

They stood up and greeted me politely.

I responded to the greeting by bowing my head in the same manner, and sat in the very center of the VIP section.

“Sorry. Holy man.”

The massive shoulders of the Holy Knight Commander to my left pressed my face as if it would crush it.

Since it was impossible, I threw up my hands.

The leader of the Holy Knights, who has thick lines overall, has a body that barely falls into the category of human.

When I thought about who it would be appropriate to compare myself to, the image of one person came to mind.

Ronnie Coleman.

All right right way babeda.

In the stadium, everyone who attended the competition was lined up and facing this way.

Most of the participants were well-trained paladins, with a few Inquisitors standing here and there.

“Okay, then let’s begin. Could it be that the saint…”

The Pope asked me if I would declare a synod, and I shook my head violently.

It would be best if someone who used to do it does it.

The Pope made a loud noise as he got up from his chair, then hesitantly walked up to the railing and declared the convention.

I was worried about whether my voice would be heard well because there were so many people in the audience, but when I saw that the Pope immediately became quiet as soon as he got up, I thought I was worried for no reason.

Before announcing the competition, the Pope gave a short sermon on the meaning of Saint Sannius Week, and I looked around at the people standing in the stadium.

“Maria….”

“Sister Maria is over there. Fourth row from the left.”

When I muttered that I couldn’t see Maria, Lumen, who was sitting to the left of the Holy Knight leader, informed me.

As I moved my eyes along her fingertips, I saw the blonde Maria standing in a reverent posture holding a great sword.

“Are you even praying?”

“You are a trustworthy sister.”

As Lumen mumbled, the deep voice of the Holy Knight Commander rang out.

It seemed like they were meditating before the competition, but they didn’t bother to correct their thoughts.

“Then, let the competition begin.”

“Wow!!!!”

As soon as the Pope finished speaking, loud cheers were heard from the audience.

Although there were nobles, the majority of the audience were priests and nuns, so I thought the atmosphere would be calm.

I wonder how thirsty people must be for an event like this to have such an enthusiastic response.

“Saint, who do you think will win?”

While the Pope slowly returned to his seat and took up his position, the leader of the Holy Knights asked me.

“Hmm… I guess I’ll have to see them fight to find out. Or, could you give me some brief information?”

At my words, the leader of the Holy Knights pointed to the participants with a thick finger and explained about them.

He listed people’s characteristics as simply and clearly as a soldier.

What I thought was great about him was that he knew a lot of information about not only the Holy Knights under his command, but also the Inquisitors.

“Um… let’s use that person.”

I pointed to a paladin who had the most balanced walking skills.

“It is an article with good grades. However, I can’t see it as a winning performance. Can I ask what the reason is?”

The leader of the Holy Knights said, stroking his chin with his hand.

“Hmm… I think the balance is good.”

I answered while shrugging my shoulders.

“I thought the Holy Son would choose Sister Mary.”

The Pope, who had smoothed out the wrinkles in his clothes, joined the conversation.

“Sister Maria?”

When I tilted my head at the unexpected remark, their eyes focused on me.

I had a feeling that it wasn’t Maria.

“Recently, I heard that the Holy Spirit looked at Sister Maria’s sword.”

The knight commander spoke politely.

“I only helped a little.”

“Still, the reason the saint personally coached her… didn’t he think she could win?”

The Pope asks, narrowing his eyes.

It was a nuance that suggested there might be some hidden trick.

“No. Sister Maria will not win.”

As their eyes subtly asked for an explanation, I answered them by asking why they were asking the obvious.

“It is impossible to become stronger in a short period of time. If you suddenly become stronger by changing your training method, there is nothing more unfair than that. Wouldn’t other people who practiced hard become fools?”

“First game!!!”

I think the preparation for the game is over. The ones who came to the stadium were Maria and a certain Holy Knight.

“The saint seemed to want to watch Sister Maria play, so we changed the order a little.”

The Pope says something that wasn’t even asked.

Maria looks at the other person with calm, sunken eyes.

An opponent who is two heads taller than her. Unlike her counterpart, who is armed with thick armor, she is lightly armored only in important areas.

“Ready!!”

The referee raises the flag.

Now, when that flag goes down, the fight will begin.

A tense tension sweeps around.

“Then… What does the Holy Son expect from Sister Mary?”

Lumen, who had remained silent, asked me.

“I hope she shows even the slightest potential.”

“What are the possibilities?”

Lumen asked again.

I didn’t answer, but pointed toward the stadium with my finger.

As her gaze returned, the flag holding the referee was lowered.

“Start!!”

Maria rushed forward.

Her opponent reacted quickly, swinging his sword in the approaching path.

– Booung

Maria ducked to avoid the sword being swung horizontally.

“Oh….”

A low exclamation was heard from the Holy Knight leader.

Maria lowered her body and swung her great sword from bottom to top, and the opponent dodged it by leaning back.

– Ting

Her great sword lightly hit the protruding armor.

The opponent raised his body to counterattack and took a stance.

And that was a defeat.

Maria, who rose slightly with the recoil of raising the great sword, swung the sword downward.

– Boom

A loud dull sound rang out, and the opponent, who had barely caught her sword, stumbled.

Maria didn’t stop there.

She raised her sword diagonally and took a slashing stance, and the opponent took a defensive stance without even recovering from the shock.

It’s an orbit that goes down diagonally.

However, Maria pulled the sword further to the side and suddenly slashed the opponent’s side with the edge of the sword.

– Gang

With a clear metallic sound, the Paladin fell sideways and rolled around the arena.

And he is still unable to fight.

“Winner! Maria Loen!”

A shout erupted along with the referee’s words, and Lumen slowly turned his head towards me.

“What possibilities did you ask? There is a possibility that it will be better than it is now. Sister Lumen.”

I grinned at her.

However, Maria’s good performance lasted only to one game.

In the next match, she lost miserably and was eliminated.