Incompetent Academy and Failed Heroines - Incompetent Academy and Failed Heroines chapter 102

102 – Salvation (2)⚝

I was tired to death, but I wanted to say something else.

I was looking at the note in a daze, and I imagined what kind of condition Rosa would be in, so I got up. My body was heavy, but my mind was clear, so I felt a sense of déjà vu. A long time ago, I had a fight with the bandits across the mountain, and it was exactly like that then.

I couldn’t sleep at night because I had to stay awake, so I fired threatening shots every day. It was a stressful time in many ways, as I had a fight with Youngju’s army, who had volunteered, over supply issues. Why do magicians keep coming out?

No, why did they have to use axes and clubs instead of scythes and hoes?

─It’s a god, no matter what.

Anyway, the childcare business that the Versian Brotherhood is doing is helpful to the entire continent. So, I wrote the destination in front of the door with the mindset of subduing the demons of the future. [Versia Brotherhood, Headon Branch – Interview with the Saint] If I do this, Tyria won’t worry if I’m late.

“Brother!”

As soon as I arrived, Francesco greeted me. He showed me the seal and asked what it was.

“A few days ago, when Sister Irene offered her pre-dinner prayer, no…… I guess I should call her a saint now. Suddenly, a white light emanated from her hand and filled the whole restaurant. So, as a result of the diagnosis with the bishop and the head of the nuns, it was confirmed that she has a strong divine power comparable to that of Ayla.”

I didn’t understand the circumstances of only hearing this, so I asked him to keep telling me.

“From Sister Aini, who was born and raised here in Heoden, to Saint Ayla, Irene was supported. With public opinion like this, the situation of Saint Rosa, who came from Clie, has become very embarrassing. There are only two sanctuaries here, so of course you insisted on using someone with stronger divine power…… Neither the priest nor I could convince them any longer.”

So I notified Rosa to vacate her sanctuary.

─No matter how politely you say it, in the end, you must be shocked because it means to quit.

“What is Saint Rosa’s reaction?”

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“Let’s see.

“Wouldn’t it be nice to pull it out?”

Francesco prayed as if he had heard blasphemous words.

“How dare you put your hands on the body of her saintess and pull her out?”

“If you ask for the sanctuary to be emptied, that means you are not a saint.”

I got to the point, but Francesco seems to have a slightly different opinion.

“The sanctuary is only used by those with strong spiritual power first, but this does not deprive Saint Rosa of her qualifications!”

It seemed like some kind of pun, so I stabbed it to the point.

“What will happen to Saint Rosa when we leave here?”

I can’t speak right away and hesitate. I know roughly the name and darkness of the church, so when I ask him to be honest, he leads me to a place where people are rare. He looked up at the cloudy sky with an expression that made him want to smoke a cigarette.

“There is talk of sending it back to Clie.”

“Isn’t an orphanage a place for a saintess to work?”

There is no other way. Irene is from here, so everyone wants her to become a saint.

It was understandable even without an explanation. Since she was a saint from the Heoden branch, it seemed right to use the sanctuary here. It would be natural for anyone to see that Rosa, who had barely settled down thanks to the bishop’s consideration, resigned.

─But when it comes to this.

“What will happen to Rosa when Irene becomes a saint?”

“As long as I am here, I have no choice but to be demoted to a nun.”

─What should I say to Ain?

It’s useless anyway, so what if I say she’s not a saint anymore but a nun? If Rosa is kicked out, she even gets an interview opportunity, but all of this goes for nothing.

Can Rosa fully accept herself as a non-saint?

No matter how much I think about it, it seems to become more unstable. She must admit that the child who served her just a few days ago has become a saint, so she must have a great sense of inferiority. It was a challenge. Francesco also looked up at the sky with a confused face. It seems like God is waiting for an answer, but this was an overly realistic question.

“If you send it to Clie.”

When I spoke up, Francesco replied that he would be unhappy with an expression that was unprecedentedly determined.

“Looks like something happened?”

“Unless the saintess speaks, I cannot speak.”

I don’t have the hobby of prying at other people’s misfortunes, so I stopped asking questions.

“First, I need to meet Sister Irene.”

“A saint?”

“Yes, we’d better have a chat and then enter the sanctuary.”

“Could you bring something simple to eat when you go in?”

—Yes, Mr. Francesco.

“I’m worried because you don’t eat it at all.”

“Yes. Please prepare something you normally eat.”

“Ah, really…… You are a hero and a savior to our Saint Rosa!”

We prayed in vain together.

“Irene doesn’t know what to do…… Sorry. I am also confused as to why I was chosen.”

A 15-year-old girl whom I met separately was obsessed with a deep sense of guilt. He seems to have followed her well because he liked Rosa inside, but he seems to be sorry that she is in trouble because of him. I knelt down in front of the young saintess.

“Saint Irene, I have a request for you.”

“Tell me anything. Warrior…… No, Brother Deman. What should Irene do to make her unnie Rosa untie her heart?”

Tell me what you think, and don’t worry, she will somehow convince the abbess and the priest.

“Now, stop crying. She has become a saint, so you should be happy.”

“Really…… Irene is so sad and distressed that her sister Rosa is hurting her.”

—Roza was a good nanny.

“If she has such a benevolent heart, Lady Irene will become a great saintess, and Lady Rosa will understand.”

Rosa might be kicked out if she doesn’t listen to me. She raises her stubborn eyebrows and nods her head. I went back to Francesco. He was standing in the courtyard, holding a dish made of chicken in his hands.

“I bought everything clean.”

I wanted to see beyond his mask.

“Sir, I would like to talk to you for a moment with an example from the world.”

“Ah…… Yes. Then go to the courtyard over there.”

We sat together on a rock. He bowed his head when he asked me to speak only half for now.

“Do you want Rosa here?”

“Yes. A very unhappy child. It’s difficult because I can’t send it because I know the history. The Blessed Mother is also really indifferent. What kind of crime did that young and poor woman commit? I wish you would have come on Saturday, but you really waited all night. If that had happened, I wouldn’t have committed such an eccentricity…… You know that my mind is not intact, so I won’t say much. However, I heard that the nature is good and the bondi was normal. He seems to have been punished rather severely at Clie, but it’s hard to blame the situation at the orphanage.”

Having taken off the mask of a believer, he was a warmer person than expected.

“I just came to see Sister Irene.”

As she explained her story with her, Francesco grabbed her hand.

“Don’t worry. I will help as far as I can.”

And then I add.

“To that poor thing, you are both a hero and a savior. I know What a dragon and what, he knows what crazy things he’s talking about every time. However, without that, he couldn’t control his anxiety, so he relied on delusions alone. Please don’t hate me. Since God doesn’t take care of it, how can we blame the weakness of clinging to our imaginations? The priest accepted it warmly, but the nuns’ department was very dissatisfied with my poor skills. A saintess who cannot earn her money is the same as not being able to save her. So after you came, you became very bright. Know…… That she is a woman who lacks enough to be called a saint. Still, doesn’t she have a lovely side? I’m a little ugly, sometimes I feel like an idiot, but if you look closely, there’s a beautiful corner, so please don’t look away. My, I beg you so earnestly.”

A middle-aged layman knelt in front of me. Amen, he said with a reverent prayer.

“Please save her saintess from the terrible dream demon. Clee’s no…… Rosa’s hero.”

“Is this a holy sword?”

I joked with a heavy heart, and he crossed himself and accepted it.

“I prepared two bags because I was afraid that one bag would not be enough. Now, let this incompetent monk take the lead.”

I rubbed my tired eyelids and headed for the sanctuary. It’s not an easy task. I have to forcefully drag out the saintess who has been locked up here. Without any contact from her, I must let her voluntarily give up her seat to me and another saint of hers. It’s hard for anyone to accept, but Rosa, who is unstable, would be even more repulsive.

—So, as usual, as if nothing had happened.

I heard Francesco’s cheer and stepped into the sanctuary. I felt like I was going to suffocate with the scent of roses, which meant to sting my nose. I heard a song coming from within, and when I went, Rosa was alone in ecstasy, looking for his Virgin Mary.

“Our Lady…… Please do not forsake me. Do not reap these little things that your servant has.”

She kept saying to herself that since she is a saint, she has no reason to leave this place. Even in the midst of this, it’s good that she didn’t hit herself, so when I approached her, she didn’t even know I was coming. This time, she is wearing her organza cloth as well as her white underwear, just as promised.

In any case, after Di Roza, he kept his promise. Therefore me too.

“Saintess.”

No answer. As he continued to recite her prayers, he opened her window and kicked her on the floor instead.

“Ah, ah…… Now, I was wrong. Chief Elroy! Burr, Burr, I don’t want to be punished!!”

I looked down pathetically because he was talking gibberish. Her blurry eyes moved from side to side, then finally came to life. Her eyes were all swollen from how much she cried and screamed. No, no, no——with tears again.

“Yo, hero…… Why are you here now? I’ve been waiting…… I’ve been nice here since Saturday!”

I screamed because I couldn’t tell if it was anger or joy.

“I came for treatment, what are you doing?”

I even sent a note saying bedtime treatment, but why didn’t you prepare and be lazy?

“I, I, I didn’t hear it…… And now w, here’s the treatment…… That’s it…… !”

He cried endlessly, so he looked at me stupidly and said in a feminine way.

“I am tired to death.”

She looked up at me.

“I ran right away knowing that Saint Rosa would solve the problem.”

She said that Francesco secretly gave her permission, and that he also gave her a chicken dish.

“Oh no…… Now the treatment is…… Ugh I…… The Blessed Mother also abandoned it because it was of no use to anyone. Now, ah, Sister Irene…… No, because the saintess will do it for me…… I can not.”