Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy - Chapter 901



901 – Let’s live first – 5

Titi turned his back after a long time.

Titi is a man with eleven holy beasts as his subordinates. In terms of the military, he is like a powerful man with more than ten subordinates, so he plays with the children a lot, but he rarely carries them on his back.

In fact, as our children grow, it becomes a bit awkward to ride Titi. Since the little ones have the option of Seongsu, there is no need to aim for Titi’s back.

Titi used to walk around with such a light body, but the Pietro in front of him is still a small child. There aren’t even any saints here.

“Okay. This way, it won’t fall.”

– Woof!

“cadet!”

Thanks to this, Titi and Pietro evolved into a single entity called ‘Titi and Pietro’ through Tanian’s magic.

I don’t know the principle. What kind of sacred method do you have to use to ignore gravity and recoil? How great must the divine power be to make a little kid a rider who never falls off his horse?

A mere mortal would never understand. Even a Tanian who uses the Holy Law would probably only repeat the words, “The Lord’s grace,” if asked to explain the principle.

“If I had known you would like it this much, I would have brought you a pet dog.”

Anyway, as Titi, carrying Pietro, paced around the room, Cardinal Alexandrina, who was watching the scene, chuckled.

“She was such a well-behaved child that she was happy even with the doll. However, she wasn’t satisfied with the doll. Rather, she seemed to have been forced to be satisfied because the doll was the only thing she had.”

“It’s not forced. Children are very clear about what they like and dislike. If they didn’t like the doll, instead of forcing themselves to be satisfied, they would have cried every day and asked for a new one.”

He shook his head slightly at Tanian’s words that followed.

It is true that Pietro had a great interest and affection for Titi, but his love for the doll must have been genuine. Children cannot speak, but they clearly express their likes and dislikes.

There is no greater disaster than when children who can’t even speak clearly show their likes and dislikes. Even if the children are suffering, the parents have no way of knowing.

“Is that so? When you say it like that, brother, I can believe it.”

“You can trust me. Among my peers, there is no one who has more parenting experience than I do.”

I can be sure of this. The only person I can compare myself to is the Golden Ball from my age.

In addition, including the children waiting to be born in the arms of their wives, there are a whopping thirteen. It is an amazing lineup that has secured not only FC Krasius players but also a manager and a coach.

“By the way, brother. I heard Titi gave birth to a baby?”

‘ah.’

At Tanian’s words, I instinctively looked at Titi’s expression.

As expected, Titi’s tail, which had been wagging, suddenly stopped. Fortunately, she was carrying Pietro on the runway, so she didn’t rush in immediately.

“I would like to adopt one, but after holding Pietro in my arms, I have become cautious. I think animals love their children no differently, so how much more so Titi.”

“That, that’s right.”

“So when the baby grows up and finds its own mate, please send it to me then. Titi will be okay then, right?”

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He said that he would wait for Titi’s offspring to grow up and become independent. It seemed like a good compromise, so he cautiously turned his gaze towards Titi.

“Yes, I think it will be fine.”

The tail that had stopped started wagging again.

Of course. When the time comes, humans let their children become independent, so Titi probably didn’t intend to keep her for her entire life. And since the life spans of humans and dogs are different, it would probably only take 3 or 4 years for them to become independent.

In 3 or 4 years, Pietro will be able to walk and talk quite well. He’ll be perfect for spending time with a pet dog.

“Haha, that’s fortunate. I fully understand Titi’s fatherly love, but I felt it was a shame to give up on him. I tried a new option, and it seems like this was the right answer.”

‘A new option.’

It was a light remark, but it touched my heart for some reason.

A third option, not a binary choice between adoption or not. If it is difficult to choose either path, it is also a method to choose a path that no one has seen before.

‘Isn’t that bad?’

The Pope didn’t tell me to choose between white and red. He said that since he was in a position to be a precedent for future generations, he would support whatever choice was made.

Of course, it would be difficult to choose a crazy color like purple just because the Pope supports it. Purple is the color that represents the emperor.

…

‘Then of course it can’t be white either?’

When I think about it, it’s strange. The Emperor is on the same level as the Pope, and if you have to avoid the Emperor’s symbol, you should naturally avoid the Pope’s symbol as well. In fact, white was never considered from the beginning, so why did you worry about such an obvious thing? Is it because you said the Pope had two choices?

But choosing the remaining option, red, is like showing up to a wedding in a shroud. No matter how positively you think about it, it’s not a red outfit.

‘Then it’s the third.’

I don’t know how many cases like mine will be canonized while they are still alive, but the clothes I choose become the attire and precedent for living saints.

In that case, the safest, most appropriate, and somewhat meaningful color is good. If you decide on a color that is too flashy, the future church will be bothered, and on the other hand, if it is too flashy, the authority of the adults will be in trouble.

‘ah.’

A good idea occurred to me.

***

Since the Dawn Church won the religious war, there has probably been no pope with as many experiences as I have.

The forces that serve this god briefly threatened the empire’s destiny, two living blessed beings were born, and the World Tree that burned hundreds of years ago was revived. This gave them the grounds to hold a council, and even rang the bell five times to subdue the suddenly revived King of Death.

It was a truly daunting time. But since I suffered so much, I wonder if the Pope who succeeds me will be at peace─

‘That can’t be true.’

Unfortunately, the council decided to reform the church on a grand scale. The next pope, and even the one after that, will likely be burdened with too much work.

It is unfortunate, but what can we do? It is the right and duty of a priest to devote himself to the Lord and the faithful. If he is to become the Pope, if he is qualified to be the Pope, he should sacrifice himself for everyone.

‘Then this is my final sacrifice.’

The brother who knelt before his eyes with a faint smile looked at Blessed Karl Crassius.

In fact, it is not really a sacrifice. Before this old, aged body returns to Enen, I get to see someone who has become an adult alive. I helped in that great achievement. It is more like an honor than a sacrifice.

However, since I will step down from the position of Pope after this canonization, it is a more appropriate expression to say that I am sacrificing. If I exercise the authority and power of the Pope, I can do more, but I have chosen canonization over such things.

‘My last trace.’

Thinking about that made the corners of my mouth drop.

As the saint before my eyes becomes more active, my name will also be mentioned. As a pope who has performed the extraordinary feat of canonization while still alive, as a pope who has broken precedent but found a great saint.

By the way, didn’t I say that the last minister appointed to the Empire was Bokja?

‘We seem to agree on this too.’

The first emperor from a collateral line and the Pope with a weak support base. We had to support each other to survive, so we became an alliance that transcended borders and continued a long and cooperative relationship.

We, who were like that, are now leaving behind the same person as our last trace, our last achievement. It must truly be the Lord’s arrangement.

The last minister of the XVIth century of Eimanka, and the saint of the 37th century of Baltsak. These are honorable titles that will be bestowed upon the blessed one before us.

“Karl Crassius of Tailglehen. A nobleman of the Empire, a blessed member of the church, and a servant of the Lord.”

After a moment of reflection, he opened his mouth reverently.

Then, the faint whispers nearby died down in an instant. Isn’t it sacrilegious to open your mouth at a place where a canonization is being held while you are still alive?

“Your faithfulness has reached the heavenly Lord, and your deeds have covered the continent. As a servant of the servants of the Lord, I am so glad that I can see a believer like you while I live.”

After saying that, I also knelt down in front of the monk and placed my hands on both his shoulders.

‘Black clothes.’

Maybe it was because we were looking at it from the same height. The clothes Bokja had chosen stood out even more clearly.

Even if he is a living saint, the concept of a saint is a human creation. That is why he cannot receive the same ceremonies as the Pope or saints chosen by the Lord, so he said he would wear clothes other than white.

“If we leave the body and go to the Lord in Heaven, the merciful Lord will forgive all our sins. The soul that has been forgiven of its sins will be whiter and more beautiful than anything else. Wouldn’t it be right for those who have not yet gone to the Lord to wear black?”

“I see. So you mean to remain in this world.”

“Yes. And to my shame, one of my accomplishments is the subjugation of the Four Kings. I have glorified the Lord with nothing, so a solid and solid color seems to suit me.”

More precisely, black clothing that is neither white nor red.

‘The clothes are stained because they remain in the secular world, and they are dirt-stained because they live to face the enemies of the Lord.’

And that too with a justification that is suitable for leaving it to future generations.

As expected of a blessed person, it was a wise and thoughtful decision. If it was Bokja’s decision, I would gladly wear white clothes.

No, I guess we shouldn’t call him blessed anymore.

“I dare to speak as a representative of His will. You are worthy to bear the sacred name. Will you do so?”

“If it be your will.”

“Very well. If it is the will of the Lord’s faithful servant, Saint Charles, then may the Lord also be pleased to bless the future of Saint Charles.”

The great saint, we should call him Saint Karl.

***

The name Saint Charles came out of the Pope’s mouth.

There is no turning back now. Until I die─no, even after I die, I will be called the Holy Sword.

‘are you okay.’

It’s a little bitter, but it’s okay. Taking on the name of an adult in exchange for escaping from the Emperor who has lost his sight? It’s a pretty good deal.

Besides, if a subordinate has the title of adult, even the emperor cannot treat him carelessly. Surely he would not want to go down in history as the emperor who killed an adult.

“…and thus a new adult, Saint Karl, was born.”

When the Pope spoke, the priests who were seated could be heard rising at once.

Perhaps celebrate the birth of a new adult with applause…

“And it is time for the old Pope, Baltsack 37, to step down.”

doing…?

“Sir, Your Majesty!”

“Your Majesty! What do you mean by that?”

I closed my eyes in deep thought at the shouts that echoed instead of applause.

For a moment, I started to hate the Pope again.