I Was Chosen as the Saint’s Husband - Chapter 177
177 – Part 2 Episode 6, A day in the life of a prospective priest training assistant (3)
After eating lunch, you need to prepare for afternoon classes.
So I went to the priests’ office on the first floor and found that the scheduled practical classes were marked with an X and physical training was written down.
It hasn’t even been a day since I came in. Is this physical training?
I don’t know who put together the schedule, but this season has been twisted and twisted.
We didn’t just do physical training.
Even though I did it intensely in the morning, I took practical classes and training in the afternoon.
From 9 a.m. to 6 p.m….
Just thinking about that time makes me want to vomit, but when I look at the timetable now, I sigh with relief.
I’m glad I got in quickly.
At least I lived there before it was reorganized.
“Yes.”
“Priest, the schedule has changed?”
“Sigh… The senior priest stopped by for a moment and was ordered to reorganize the schedule to increase stamina within a short period of time.”
“I see… that’s a bit troublesome.”
You can think of the Preparatory Priest Training Center as an independent institution that does not belong to any other organization.
The mid-level priests, who are the heads, are run in a way that has nothing to do with them.
If compared to Earth’s military, should it be called an independent company?
But suddenly a senior priest came and changed the schedule?
That is disrespectful to the Pope and the cardinals who gave authority to our mid-level priests.
“That won’t work. I’ll protest.”
“Yes…yeah…!”
“No matter how high-level a priest he is, he’s not above his authority, right?”
Why bother meddling in other people’s business when you should be working hard at your own business?
Do you think that if you increase your stamina, you will be able to become a low-level priest who can do anything?
And in the first place, there are zero people left at the church headquarters this time.
I wouldn’t even have to see his face in the first place, so what kind of nonsense is this?
Nevertheless, the two intermediate priests tried to stop me.
I sighed for no reason as it looked so difficult to hold on to it and stop it from going.
Yeah… what’s the point if I try too hard?
It will only be difficult for mid-level priests.
In my case, I am a warrior that even my father-in-law, the Pope, is reluctant to touch.
It is a self-evident fact who will receive the favor instead of me.
“Then what? Do I stick to my schedule?”
I was so annoyed that I spoke out in a strong tone.
The two people who were listening to me shook their heads and handed me a piece of paper.
“You can proceed like this. Think of it as just a smokescreen.”
“Oh… Surprisingly, the priests are brave too.”
“That’s right. Haven’t we been eating at the church headquarters for over 20 years already?”
Ugh… that’s true too.
Aren’t our priests also invincible religious figures who have experienced all kinds of trials and tribulations?
“Then let’s go prepare for class.”
I said my goodbyes and went out.
When I came out, several female priests who were a little frightened by the mention of physical training were standing by.
“How…did it happen…?”
“Are we just going to do physical training every day like this…?”
Prospective priests are troubled, saying they did not become priests for physical training.
I think so too and I completely agree.
If you’re going to come in for physical training, you should have joined the Holy Knights.
In the first place, physical training is a complete mess for priests who are mostly in charge of office work and chores.
“The intermediate priests are said to be conducting classes according to the ‘existing’ manual, so please go quickly, grab your books, and gather in the classroom.”
“That…that…!”
“thank you!!”
Sure enough, he bowed his head to me, thanked me, ran away, and disappeared right before my eyes.
Is it really that thrilling?
From noble mtl dot come
Well, that doesn’t mean there won’t be any physical training in the future.
I have to walk canter every day and also receive sword training without fail.
“But it doesn’t look like you hate running…”
Kids who run that fast are flocking to us because they don’t like physical training?
That can’t be possible.
*
Fortunately, no one visited me until class ended.
Even while class was in progress, I kept looking outside to calm my pounding heart, and I didn’t even feel tired.
My sister Stella came by once in a while, probably because she was bored, and looked at me closely, but I don’t think she saw anyone other than me and the priest.
The senior priest must also be busy, so he hasn’t come here again.
But doesn’t my wife work?
Until recently, I was so busy that I had to work while pregnant.
“Okay… then that’s it for today.”
widely! The priest put down the chalk with a sound.
Perhaps because he put it down too hard, the chalk broke and he looked a little embarrassed.
I almost laughed for a moment…
Priests also have unexpected accidents while working.
“Thank you for your effort!”
“Thank you for your effort….”
Upon hearing that the class was over, the reactions of the prospective priests attending the class were divided into two.
One is the prospective priests who answer loudly and organize things as soon as class is over.
One is the prospective priests who lie down even though class is over and make a sound of exhaustion as if they are going to die at any moment.
After all, wouldn’t it be a waste to turn all of this energy toward other churches or cathedrals?
I think it would be a good idea to leave a few people with good grades at the church headquarters and put them to good use.
I think I should inform the priest about this first and then convey it to my father-in-law through Stella.
The Pope would do something.
“Then, assistant priests, please take care of everything.”
“Thank you for your hard work today.”
“The assistant priests worked harder than us.”
The junior priest in charge of the class smiled and walked out.
The priest is home from work, but we have to finish cleaning up after the classroom and taking care of the dormitory, cafeteria, and bathroom, so we still have a lot of work left to do…
Hehe… I can’t do it.
It looks like I’ll be home from work later than expected, so I’ll just have to take it slow.
“Dave, go home and tell me you’re going to be late.”
“When can we get off work?”
“I see you at least at 8 o’clock.”
Just because class ends at 6 o’clock doesn’t mean work ends at 6 o’clock.
What kind of happiness circuit are you running?! Elvin!!
“Should I eat and take a bath here?”
“It’s better to just do what I’m doing here and get a good rest when I go home.”
“I think that would be good too.”
I nodded to Dave and Eri’s opinions.
After finishing work like this, I don’t have the confidence to go home and take a bath.
If I lie down on the bed, won’t it just spread out?
If you go into the bathhouse, you might drown and die.
***
Late at 8:30 in the evening.
I arrived home from work.
The thought of having to do this for another month already makes me want to quit being a low-level priest.
Still, I don’t think it’s a bad thing since I can take a month off…
Later, when Luna grows up, I will be able to take care of her for up to a month.
Oh, isn’t that it again?
There is no way I would remain a low-level priest until that age.
Anyway, let’s hold out as long as Luna grows up.
“Right, my daughter?”
“cadet….”
My daughter’s eyes are watery as if she can’t sleep.
When I gently pulled his cheek, he laughed and gently held my hand.
As expected, my daughter is cute.
Just looking at it like this heals me mentally.
“Dad is working hard too, so we shouldn’t treat him like an unemployed person, right? Our daughter?”
“Boo…”
“Then Dad, I’ll just leave.”
It seems like he was holding onto my hand and using all his strength and suddenly became tired.
Because they said that children should be allowed to sleep when they are tired.
“Then I’ll take care of you tonight as well.”
“Yes, master. Sleep well.”
The maids in our house have a hard time.
You have to take care of the kids, but you also have to take care of the big house…
I feel nothing but gratitude every time.
What would have happened if there were no maids?
I guess I had to do housework as soon as I got home…
Cleaning this huge five-story mansion?
Just me and Stella?
There is no way.
Even if I finished everything, I might have collapsed from overwork because I had to take care of Luna as well.
During the day, the nanny takes care of the children and the maid cleans.
In the evenings, maids look after the children.
Isn’t it for no reason that foreign nobles say ‘children are raised by nannies’?
Although it may seem pathetic from a modern person’s perspective, in some ways it is natural in this world.
“I think Stella wanted a second child too…”
Well… I said I wanted to have three.
It’s not really surprising, but wouldn’t it be a bit difficult for younger students?
Stella’s body is going to be tired… and I’m going to be tired too…
I hope you look at it broadly enough to be at least two years older.
anyway.
This is how the second day of my return ended.
Since it’s only about 9 o’clock, I have about 2 hours of free time.
Still, if I go into the watch storage room and take care of it, that will pass quickly.
“They say that sleeping is like sleeping when you’re dead… I’m going to live a long time, so that’s going to be hard.”
When I told the goddess that I wanted to live a long life, didn’t I receive an extremely long lifespan?
Yeah… let’s just sleep until we die.