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After being told by Fabi that we could come right away, we left the Arn territory as soon as the next morning.

“Didn’t you ask me to come to lunch? Can I go already?”

“Fray Kent. Have you never been to a holy place?”

“Must be there?”

“There is no need for that. I was just asking.”

“The reason we are moving now is because of the special nature of the Holy Land. That place cannot be reached using teleportation magic.”

Arthur frowned, as if he didn’t like that Joey had intercepted his answer, but that didn’t stop him from explaining.

“I can’t reach you?”

“I don’t know the exact reason. However, it is clear that some force within the sacred site is blocking spatial movement.”

If Garrad’s last castle was a place that could not be reached immediately because it was not possible to install a magic circle for teleportation, then the Holy Land is a place where other means must be found because teleportation itself is impossible.

So when this was a game, the basic rule was to do everything you could once you stopped by the sacred place. The best thing to do is not to visit until the very end.

“Then how do I get there?”

“If magic doesn’t work, you have no choice but to use physical means.”

Leaving Joy’s explanation behind, I stepped onto the teleportation platform, resisted the urge to vomit, and went outside.

“Nice to meet you. A close friend of the saint.”

Waiting in front of the door was one of the cardinals of the current main church.

I know this person.

A person who pretends to be a sloppy grandfather, but is actually the head of two forces that divide the church.

The person most likely to become the next pope when the current pope steps down.

Cardinal Cesare.

As soon as I arrived, I kept my mouth shut, thinking that I couldn’t cause an accident, and he laughed cheerfully.

“You don’t have to worry about being rude. I’ve heard countless stories about you. If you have Lord Ruel’s weapon, you can laugh off most things.”

Cesare gave me a good-natured smile, but my sense of crisis was screaming that I should never do as Cesare said.

“Cardinal Cesare!”

“Saint. long time no see. The old man is glad that he still looks healthy.”

“I never thought it would be the Cardinal who came out to meet me.”

“Hahaha. As I watched Yohan being busy, I became curious. Maybe it’s because it’s almost time to die, but I can’t bear this.”

After saying hello to Fabi, he looked at his friends and smiled and nodded.

He seemed like a kind grandfather, muttering that they were good friends, but everyone here understood that he was not a person who could be treated lightly.

The ferocious eyes of the old man who passed by just for a moment were sharper than the eyes of the general glaring at the battle lines.

The moment I tried to hide behind Fabi, Garrad’s voice rang in my ears.

‘Two minutes. Have you reconciled?’

No, it’s been almost two days since the fight started and there’s still no resolution?

Does that make sense?

There may be no problem in terms of physical strength or mental strength, but if it is a battle rather than training, there are limits.

A faint roar is heard above the sound of the peaceful conversation. It is not the sound made when iron collides with iron.

If I were to be specific, it’s closer to the sound made when a disaster like a hurricane sweeps the earth. What will it be like when we enter the training ground tonight?

In the end, I thought it was best not to be hated right now, so I kept my mouth shut and endured the sharp stares.

“You are a very scary person.”

“I felt as sick as when I was glared at in social circles.”

“The back of my neck felt tingly.”

“That. It is certain that he is a faithful man. As long as you are polite, you will be fine.”

As if he couldn’t deny the criticism towards Cardinal Cesare that was pouring in as soon as he got on the carriage, Fabi smiled awkwardly and defended him.

What? okay. He must be faithful. The problem is that faithfulness and goodness are separate things.

“Ah. really. This is about the procedure I talked about yesterday. Do you remember everything?”

“Procedure? What is that?”

“Didn’t the saint explain it to us yesterday?”

“Was it so?”

“Ha. Let me explain again. Remember this time.”

This time, perhaps because he did not want to lose his explanation to Joey, Arthur immediately continued his explanation.

The procedure that Fabi explained last night was a kind of immigration inspection.

Prohibition on possession of objects that could be used as weapons. Subspace pouches are also prohibited. Items with various magical functions cannot be possessed.

In addition, in order to enter the sacred place, one had to submit oneself to many restrictions. To prevent someone from destroying the sacred site.

“Then what should we do?”

“I will use the power of Lucy Aln. It seems like that guy has his own subspace.”

This is where my inventory function shines.

It is impossible to confirm my own power, which does not exist in this world, in any way.

It is clear that among the many powerful people I have met so far, no one has pointed out inventory.

“Hand over all the useless folding weapons you guys use. To be happy? It’s because I’m putting up with your laziness.”

So, I can bring weapons into the Holy Land. It’s easy after entering the sacred place.

We have a fee.

Use Faby’s trust to drop surveillance and enter the place of trial, and that’s it.

Even if they get caught, if they say it seems like they resonated with Ruel’s mace and got sucked in, it’s hard for them to say anything.

Anyway, Ruel’s mace is the weapon that disappeared with his grandfather. There’s no way anyone knows anything about him.

“Now it’s normal sightseeing during the day.”

“Are there a lot of delicious things?”

“Okay. When I visited before, there was no excitement. How is it. Saint?”

“There are a few places you can look forward to.”

“You can trust what Fabi says. I was completely satisfied too!”

“If it’s a simpleton’s gluttony, it’s trustworthy.”

“J. What’s wrong with my appetite?!”

“Are you asking because you don’t know? A dumb pig?”

“It’s not a pig!”

As I spent time in the carriage chatting with my friends, the sacred site suddenly appeared.

The first thing I saw was a tall tower that seemed to touch the sky.

That tower, which is said to have been built in the past during the era of mythology, was blessed with the blessings of the main god and has not deteriorated even after a long period of time.

Even so, it is scheduled to collapse within six months from now.

I was wondering if I would be able to protect that tower if it were real, but I shook my head when I realized that there was nothing I could do as long as the Pope was making a fuss.

“Yes. Confirmation complete.”

I put Garrad’s shield in my inventory, made Ruel’s mace the size of a necklace as usual, and passed the inspection. I walked forward as if running away from a red-faced nun who had heard me scolded countless times during the inspection.

“Ah! Lady Aln! Could you please wait a moment!?”

what. What!? Did you really get caught!? My excuse that it was a holy object I received as a gift from Count Artea didn’t work!

“There is one final procedure left. Here!”

I was nervous on the inside and blinked when I saw the nun’s uniform that the nun was holding out.

The final procedure? The number of times I have visited sacred sites in the game is probably tens of thousands, but there has never been an event like this.

“You have to wear this!”

…huh? Is that the end?

what. If that’s the case, it’s nothing compared to the trouble I had to endure from the perverted apostle.

*

“What does it mean to suddenly wear a nun’s uniform? Fabi.”

Joy, who was forced to take off the dress she liked, grumbled at Fabie, who couldn’t look her in the eyes.

“I’ve never heard of a new rule being created in the Holy Land.”

“That. that is. For more thorough safety.”

“You really can’t lie.”

When Arthur, who kept smoothing his sleeves and neck as if he felt uncomfortable in his priest’s uniform, looked at him, Fabi turned his eyes again.

“No. It’s not usually like this. If you think it’s a really necessary lie, Faybe is pretty good at it.”

“That means this lie wasn’t necessary.”

“Nothing. I don’t know what you’re talking about?!”

“Do I have to wear this? It’s difficult to move.”

When Frey, dressed sloppily, complained in the direction of her eyes, Fabi, whose eyes were trembling, immediately closed her eyes tightly.

“Maybe we got caught up this time, right?”

“I guess so. Because there is only one reason for the saint to be so unreasonable.”

“Huh? What is that?”

As the friends’ conversation continues, cold sweat runs down Faby’s spine.

“You idiot. Think about it. The reason why the saint is defeated by desire.”

“If you had just been honest, I would have been willing to cooperate.”

“Huh?”

“We were the ones who made fun of the saint in many ways. I can grant as many requests as this.”

“Mmm. ah. Are you Lucy?”

“Why. Foolish prosecutor.”

Faby flinched her shoulders at the voice she wanted to hear over and over again, even if it took all her years to do so, and suffered as she heard small steps approaching.

I feel like I want to open my eyes right now!

But is it okay to see the Lady in such an unstable state of mind?

Will I be able to face and endure your shining appearance?

Will I be able to endure the consequences of my desires!?

“…Kya!”

Fabi, who had been torn between desire and hesitation countless times, was startled by the feeling of someone grabbing her stomach and opened her eyes with a scream.

“It’s an awkward time to pray. I don’t know that either. A poor saint?”

Faby, facing Lucy in a nun’s garb, was desperately trying to suppress the corners of her mouth that wanted to rise in an unsightly manner.

If I relax my nerves just a little bit, I think I’ll smile like Lina!

That much needs to be stopped!

It might be anywhere else, but this place is a sacred place! I must never lose my dignity here! Because she’s a saint!

“Guide me quickly. Poor woman. I’ll let you see how hard the little ones worked.”

“…Yes. Yes!!”