Raising the Saint of the Evil God in the Novel - Raising the Saint of the Evil God in the Novel chapter 29

29 – Chapter 29

“Brother! Where have you been!”

“Heeuk… Heouk…”

Hiding in the bushes, I looked outside and saw that many servants were rummaging through the mansion.

“Whew… I finally escaped…”

About a month ago, I suddenly opened my eyes and found this place.

And it didn’t take long to figure out where this place was.

“Mister Floyd!”

Black-haired, black-eyed boy, Floyd.

Who is he?

The protagonist of [The Hero’s Story], A warrior who protects the world from destruction.

…And that’s also my current age.

Fortunately, I read this novel quite intently and a lot.

And if things go according to the original story, Floyd, no I will roll pretty hard.

Several times, his limbs are cut off, he is restored by the saintess’ healing, he almost dies again, and he barely comes back to life…

-Burr

My body trembles just thinking about it.

More than anything else, I realized that the story wasn’t going the way it was originally written.

A few days ago, I heard the story that the Altena family was destroyed by evil spirits, and recently, I heard that Angela was excommunicated.

I don’t know what or how it changed, but one thing is certain.

“…I can’t stay still any longer.”

If I stay still like this, unpredictable things will happen.

It is no longer possible to follow the development of the original story, so we must move with all our might and win the future.

After going through the grass, the village comes into view.

Illius. It is the city where Floyd’s family, the Wellesley family, is located.

The city is also called the dark royal road because there is one organization in each back alley.

But ironically, the security of Illius isn’t that bad.

It is because of the policy that the head of Wellesley is spreading.

It was impossible to root out the back alley organizations, and it was obvious that the economy would collapse if they did such a thing, so they implemented a cooperative policy from the beginning.

If you touch the citizens, you get the death penalty, but on the contrary, if you don’t touch the citizens, you can do anything.

They made drugs and sold them outside, or brought in slaves from outside.

As an analogy, the eye of a hurricane.

The surrounding area is a mess, but the inside is the cleanest place.

And what I’m aiming for today is Ruina, which belongs to the fairly large scale of those organizations.

In the work, I cooperated with the main character to prevent pseudo chaos caused by the rampant eclipse church, but I decided to bring it a little earlier.

To attack before an incident occurs.

But I don’t know where Ruina is.

In the original work, it only says that it is the deepest part of the alleyway, so how can we know?

If you asked Floyd’s father, he might have known, but if he did, he’d find out he was trying to get out.

That’s why the only way I can use it now is to find Adela, the head of Ruina.

In the work, there is a description of Adela that she only hangs out every day, so she continued to walk around her streets looking for Adela.

The search, which started in the morning, continued until evening, and only after darkness fell on the streets did she manage to find Adela.

She planned to keep looking for several days, but she didn’t expect to find it so quickly.

But did the two of them say that life doesn’t always go your way?

Beside Adela, I saw a girl with a familiar look.

I was wearing Ruina’s uniform, but how could I mistake that appearance?

From the fluffy blonde hair that reaches up to her waist, to her unique cold expressionless expression.

This is Illyana, the one and only saint of evil spirits.

A pityful girl who ended up as a sacrifice after being used by evil spirits all her life.

…In the latest episode, rice cakes saying that he is still alive have been sprinkled, but that’s all I know for now.

But why is she with Adela?

There are two possibilities.

First, when Adela does not know Illyana’s identity.

It’s all about Illyana hiding her identity.

If that’s the case, then Adela would have helped Illyana.

Every time she helped the children with her pitiful past with the excuse of ‘I can’t stand wanting to touch her,’ she said.

And secondly, the collaboration between Ruina and the Church of the Eclipse.

When this happens, things go wrong.

The eclipse cult is the absolute evil of mankind.

The fact that the Church of Eclipse and Ruina joined hands…

I don’t even want to think about it.

No matter what the answer is, you have to make contact.

But as she kept following her second possibility, unable to speak to her eyes, Adela stopped.

“Huh… I don’t know who it is, but why would they follow someone… I can’t find any manners…”

After saying that, Adela cast her spell, and in an instant, light came to her alley.

‘What should I do? Leave like this? If it’s the second possibility…’

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However, before she had time to complete her idea, Adela’s countdown proceeded helplessly.

“Sleep, hold on!”

As she reluctantly appeared, Illyana was seen hiding behind Adela.

‘Whoa… Now I have to choose my words well…’

Her purpose is to make friends with Adela and prevent chaos.

If possible, I would like to talk in a place where Illyana is not present, but she has no choice because she is in a situation where she can’t be stopped because of one element of anxiety.

The only thing I can do is choose words that are not uncomfortable for Illyana as a saint of evil spirits to hear.

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Fortunately, the story seems to have worked out.

Adela says she has the momentum to investigate the great chaos even tomorrow, and she seems to have succeeded in even living a crush on her, so she can say that it is a pretty good result.

Moreover, there was no sign that Illyana was uncomfortable or reacted to anything in her.

Then, Adela spoke her words.

“What do you want to know more about? Friendship… Keuheup… I can tell you something suitable by looking at Friendship.”

What I want to ask is decided.

But…

“Ah, can’t a kid listen? Little. Can you cover your ears for a moment? Ok, thanks.”

Noticing my attention, Adela covered Illyana’s ears.

Then Adela nodded her head as if to ask me a question.

“…Do you know who he is?”

“Um… You know. Do you know?”

You know?

Do you know how close you are?

I couldn’t believe it, so I double-checked it.

“…Yes. She could tell me who he was just in case…”

But before I can finish my words, I hear Adela’s answer.

“Are you a saint?”

You really knew that.

Is it possible to live like that even though you know that you are a saint of evil spirits?

If you know, why don’t you take action?

That was the question I spit out in my heart.

“You are right to know… But still…”

But her answer to that was, in a sense, Adela-like.

“Well, that doesn’t change anything. Right?”

Ah.

That’s right.

Just because she’s a saint of evil spirits doesn’t mean she doesn’t have a painful past.

Does she focus on her painful past rather than the saint of evil spirits?

This is a really Adela-like answer.

“…That’s right.”

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“Where have you been!”

“hahahaha… I left a note…”

“Is it okay if I just leave a note? Really…”

“That… My father…”

“Of course you knew! You disappeared for a day, how could you not know!”

“…It’s ruined.”

As I was listening to the servant’s reprimand, a familiar person approached me from afar.

The owner of snow-white hair dressed in a maid outfit.

Lilith was Floyd’s first heroine in the original story.

“…Bocchan, the head of the household is calling.”

Ah…

I really, really didn’t want to go, but I couldn’t help but go.

As I was following Lilith like a cow being led to a slaughterhouse, Lilith hesitated and then spoke to me.

“…That, boy. I was worried.”

“Oh, sorry.”

“…Mister.”

“Yeah, why?”

“Who are you meeting?”

“Ah.”

It was a big deal.

“My body smells like medicine. And that’s not all. The smell of meat, the smell of perfume… The smell of perfume?”

“That, I just went to the store to eat! It must be the smell of the owner’s perfume!”

“Could you tell me the name of the store?”

“Well… Oh, let me go in!”

“…Yes.”

The office arrived just at the right time.

I stepped into it as if I was running away.

As expected, obsession is cute only in creative works, thinking the same thing.

But there is no paradise where they fled.

“…Welcome. Son. I won’t listen to your excuses.”

“That’s it…”

“Okay. I’ve heard it all. Tomorrow is sparring.”

“…Yes.”

“Yes. Go back.”

“…Yes…”

I have received training under the guise of sparring only twice since entering this world.

The reasons were absurd.

The reason was that I did not move for more than 6 hours a day.

And those sparring…

Even thinking about it now makes me shudder.

Potions when knocked down, water when knocked out, and potions when knocked down.

You have to fight for a whole day in that infinite bondage.

If you don’t do your best, you will immediately be hit by blows from all directions.

Really, it was a sparring that made it possible to understand why the original Floyd was so strong.

“…The day after tomorrow… I won’t be able to wake up…”