Surviving as a Saint in Another World - Surviving as a Saint in Another World chapter 103

Phase (3)

My grand dream of locking myself in bed as soon as I returned to the academy was shattered from the start.

The reason I’ve been able to survive in this world so far is because of my enormous divine power, extremely convenient holy magic, and above all, cheat eyes.

I don’t know if the day comes when I can solve all the threats and just play, but it was obvious that if there was a problem with my ability before that, there would be trouble in the future.

I already thought lightly that I had problems with my eyes in the imperial palace, but honestly, I didn’t sincerely doubt that there would be problems with my abilities at that time.

There was no sign of that, and there was no sudden change, and you can still see the unusual things about others except for the suspicious emperor, so there’s no way to think that something really went wrong. It’s just that the emperor’s personality is eccentric.

However, the children in front of me now were completely different from those of the Emperor.

At that time, after all the situation was over and I was taken care of by the church, I suddenly started to work as a member of the church, and I clearly saw that I belonged to the Orion Church, but it was empty now.

It would be better if these children had escaped from the current church or were kicked out for some reason, but the fact that the name disappeared even though they were still attending church could only be interpreted as saying that there was something wrong.

“Are all the people accompanying you going to church?”

I racked my brain hard to figure out if there was something wrong with my eyes or if something was going on that I didn’t know about.

It was a question I asked because I wondered if there was something wrong with the church to which these children belonged.

“Everyone is going to the church diligently! Thanks to Saint Ronan, the church is open to everyone.”

The answer to that was ambiguous.

I don’t know exactly the criteria for determining where these eyes belong, but I know that just because I go to church regularly doesn’t mean that I belong to a denomination.

Come to think of it, I think I may have misunderstood the question.

I can’t do it. There is little information I know, but I’m getting impatient about the possibility that my ability may have a problem, so I keep doing nothing.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm my trembling heart. I needed to take a step back and look at the situation.

It’s unlikely that this many people belong entirely to the church. There wouldn’t be a need to hire so many handymen in the first place.

But the goodwill towards me is certain, and I do go to church regularly. It’s the same with these kids.

Well, I think it was these kids who led this situation…

No matter how embarrassing they are called children of miracles, can these children incite the believers of the church to create this situation? In fact, the church takes the lead and the children are close to me, so did they deliberately bring it to the fore?

From there, I felt a real sense of incongruity.

Does it make sense not to include a single member of the clergy from another church in the party?

Could it be that the clergy seemed to have a blank affiliation, so I didn’t notice it? Is there a problem with the church where the children live?

No, then at least you should have gone before me with these kids.

Cutting tails, which members of the church are good at? When the situation was over, there didn’t seem to be any people I met in the church that would do that.

Is it okay to interpret this to mean that the church is not involved in this situation?

Can you really believe that these kids led the way really innocently? Is that really possible?

Even if it’s possible, why the hell? Since I didn’t care in the first place, there was no problem in the end, but why the hell did you prepare an event like this even though you thought I might be offended?

What do these kids get from taking the risk and taking the initiative?

Someone might ask if it was because of a pure heart that wanted to show goodwill toward me, but I was negative about that opinion.

If the purpose is to genuinely express one’s favor to me, then it is right to rule out methods that have even the slightest possibility that I will dislike them.

It’s not impossible to welcome me if it’s not like this, and if you think about it, there are many ways to confess your feelings.

To act like this, even taking risks, is close to shouting out that they were the first to congratulate me after returning to the academy, and to recognize that sincerity.

for a moment.

Do you have a reason to look good to me?

Of course, there are many people who want to look good to me as a saint, but what if there is a desperate reason beyond that general level?

Of course, as the emotions they have in their hearts are positive, I don’t doubt their intentions, but I couldn’t rule out the possibility that there was a person who created this situation out of their desperate hearts.

What if someone made some crazy claim, instilled in them the compulsion to get my eyes on them, and as a result, they are doing this here?

And what if they intend to entangle me with potentially illegal things they have done?

Did the church fall back into the hands of the denomination while I was away? Does it seem like the affiliation is empty because a problem arose while they were messing around with the church people?

That was the worst enough situation, but at least it was more positive than the fact that I had a problem with my eyes. Before that, it would have been overwhelming, but I’ve raised enough weight classes, so I can drive the church out again.

I thought I had laid the groundwork well before leaving here, but it made me sick to see it being eaten up. It’s proof that I was optimistic about the situation.

Possibilities gradually materialized in countless thoughts, and I moved my gaze back to the children.

Calm down. I don’t see any signs of brainwashing or anything like that.

You can break through if you understand the situation properly.

After making my decision, I raised another question.

“Why did you come all this way just to welcome me? Instead of rushing like this, you can just congratulate me when I visit the church.”

It was to find out what kind of argument the person who led these things had brought them in, and to find loopholes in that argument.

“That…actually, I think it was because of the pressure that we had to get in the eyes of Saint Ronan.”

As expected, there was someone who encouraged it from behind.

“Why are you under such pressure?”

“We have received so much from Saint Ronan. But we can’t repay that grace at all. I thought a lot about what to do if Saint Ronan is disappointed in us someday.”

“But everyone is working really hard. I did this all because I was wrong. I wanted to show Saint Ronan something so he would acknowledge that we’ve been properly edified. It’s all my fault.”

…I think the guy who instigated it is a saint impersonator named Ronan?

Wow, what a coincidence. He has the same profile as me.

…I can’t believe it!

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Let’s calm down. This could mean that the real instigator is making such a clever claim that he didn’t even notice.

In the first place, who are the ‘we’ these kids are talking about? Where are the majority of people who claim to have directly received grace from me, even though they are not priests?

I stopped thinking and moved my gaze, which had been fixed on the children for a moment, to look around.

A few strangely familiar faces came in between the faces of people who had looked close to pumpkin heads until now. I’m not sure, but maybe…

“Even the clergy of the church and Helena-sama don’t know about it.”

ah.

Aside from mentioning the clergy, at the point of mentioning Lady Helena, I could guess what kind of people these people were.

At the same time, it wasn’t enough that his head hurt, and his face started to heat up.

Right now, right after my reincarnation, I feel like I made the most grandiose mistake while living in this world.

“I repeat, I do not hold any negative feelings toward you guys. Don’t worry.”

You said that you understood everything, but when you have a mouse hole, you feel like you want to hide.

It was only now that I could accurately guess the identities of these people.

The people in the slums of the devil worshiper incident said that they had an unusually high affinity for me.

I tried to educate them under the pretext of helping the poor in order to make them my solid base of support, and there was a case when a young lady who moderately misinterpreted my intentions stepped forward to supervise the work.

It wasn’t just a few days ago that we had such a conversation, so what if now is the time to show concrete results?

They will naturally want to express their gratitude and be acknowledged in some way to those who have bestowed this grace on them.

It was not for nothing that nobles operated orphanages to acquire useful limbs.

Various circumstances that had been difficult to understand until now fit neatly and doubts began to sweep away.

After a long time of shadow boxing to my heart’s content with a fictional religious figure, I felt my back drenched in sweat and wanted to find a mouse hole again.

…But wait.

As I wiped my face, I felt that the most important issue had not yet been resolved, and I looked back at the children and everyone around them, including the children.

Come to think of it, why is this space like this?

How can they be independent? Anyone can see that these people belong to the poor relief organization I thought of.

If the lady is taking the initiative in managing it, it’s correct to say that she belongs to the Duke of Thorpe, and if not, isn’t it correct to say that she belongs to the church?

Isn’t this really a problem with my ability?

“By the way Robin-sama. Ray-sama. Where are these people living now?”

“Some of the slums that were messed up were incorporated into formal areas and new residential spaces were established. It’s so large that it’s not all yet, but they said they’re going to gradually erase the slums like this.”

“A lot of people must have suffered.”

“There is no one who suffered more than Saint Ronan!”

“That’s right. We’ve all heard about Saint Ronan’s performance. He’s really amazing.”

Stop painting gold on your face… I just fell over after trying too hard, and it would only be more embarrassing to praise him.

In addition, the possibility that there was a problem with my ability increased, and I felt depressed.

Come to think of it, these people belong to an organization that has just been established. Maybe that’s why there was an error in accepting my abilities?

To the point where I want to escape from reality with these ridiculous thoughts.

What if there is a problem with status abnormalities or name marks sooner or later beyond the strange display of the affiliation?

That’s when it’s really serious.

“I…Saint Ronan. I know it’s very rude to ask a question like this. When are you going to visit the church by any chance?”

“Robin…! You fool!”

The first sentence of this famous sci-fi novel, hehehehe, ‘I was f*cked anyway. That’s the conclusion I’ve come to after careful consideration.’

Next to him, he was pinching the side of the kid he asked.

Church? Gotta go… I’m going to make the most of it and skip it as much as I can before it causes more serious problems with my abilities.

“I think it will probably be this weekend. Actually, I want to see you all as usual as soon as possible.”

Of course, I hadn’t even guessed who these people were until just now, but I’ve been giving lip service as if I’ve never forgotten you.

It was an action that was almost a conditioned reflex.

“I won’t let you down!”

“Please visit us quickly and name us!”

“I’m really looking forward to it.”

After responding reflexively this time, it took me a few seconds to notice that something was wrong.

…give me a name?

“Your name?”

“The name of the organization that Saint Ronan established for people like us!”

“There are some administrative difficulties because Saint Ronan hasn’t built it yet. Oh, I don’t mean to say anything to Saint Ronan!”

So…name?

“Doesn’t the organization have a name yet?”

“Saint Ronan built it, so of course Saint Ronan should build it!”

“How about Helena?”

“Of course Helena-nim said Saint Ronan was the one who built it, so I told you to be patient even if it’s uncomfortable for the time being?”

“At church?”

“Same in church…”

“Then where does the group belong?”

At my question, the two kids looked at each other as if they were having trouble guessing the meaning of the question, then shook their heads and looked at me again.

“Who is claiming ownership of the organization that Saint Ronan founded?”

“That’s right. Even if there was, wouldn’t we accept it?”

“I belong to the Orion Church?”

“But Celia said that Saint Ronan does not belong to the church, but that the church should follow Saint Ronan.”

“That’s right. That’s why he said that there is no need to incorporate the organization that Saint Ronan himself established into the church.”

…ah.

I looked up at the sky for a while and tried to control my emotions.

It was difficult to contain the feeling of wanting to shout as hard as I could.

It’s not that the affiliation is blank because something went wrong, it’s just that the name of the organization he belonged to hasn’t been blank yet!!!

I finally got the whole truth figured out.

In reality, all of these people have the same affiliation, but the name of the organization they belong to is missing, so the fact that it is displayed as blank.

To be honest, I was embarrassed in my own way.

Naturally, I expected that the group would belong to the Duke of Thorpe under the name of the lady, and even if they respected me, they would belong to the church.

Of course, I thought it would belong to one of the two sub-affiliations, but who would expect to just build it on the ground? I can think!

How can you change your affiliation from one church to another on your own?

No, shouldn’t this be the case, so you have to write undecided in the affiliation name?

All of a sudden, I desperately needed a 128-page description of this ability.

“A good name…yes, I’ll think of a good name.”

I managed to say that, clutching my confused head.

In the meantime, why did Celia say that again? Isn’t that what the other races were saying?

Celia is my exclusive attendant, so I had a lot of contact with different races, but did that change?

Barely regaining my senses, I promised to visit them as soon as possible several times, and managed to send them back after talking.

After seeing the people off like that, my face suddenly became hot again.

What did I do today? No matter how much I panicked because of the possibility of a problem with my abilities and the tension of the trap, it was so rude that I couldn’t open my eyes.

The married man played drums and janggu, and only pointed out mistakes from one to ten.

At least the people gathered here had no hostility towards me, so it was a shame, but thinking back on it, it was a pretty dangerous situation.

I’m really embarrassed to die!

The quiet voice of the princess, who had been calm until now, was heard at the point when the inner self started rolling on the bed and kicking the blanket in shame.

“You don’t look very happy.”

…Is this princess teasing me right now?

“Are you afraid to name them?”

Isn’t it…? It seems that the princess is becoming more and more like the emperor… Is that eccentricity a family history?

I looked away, unable to understand what the princess wanted to say.

And the princess at the end of my line of sight looked at me and was very sad.

Why. What else?

I must have misunderstood something again, but I still couldn’t guess the direction of that misunderstanding.

How can I get a strange misunderstanding when I see him shoveling like this, and even if I say I’m just shoveling inside, I’m having a normal conversation?

Where the hell am I going in the head of the princess?

I couldn’t figure it out.