Surviving as a Saint in Another World - Surviving as a Saint in Another World chapter 122

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Observing the student brought before me with a very pitiful appearance, I was at a loss for words when I even checked the part that indicated the student’s condition abnormality.

Puppet stigma, hypnotic suggestion, sensory sharing, desire amplification…

There were a lot of things with a disturbing tone that shouldn’t be attached to an ordinary student.

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Looking at it, I had no choice but to know even if I didn’t want to know.

It’s not the student’s individual deviation!!

That’s right, what is an amicable agreement?

I still don’t know who is behind the student, but seeing those hideous names, I naturally suspected that there might be a devil worshiper.

Even if it’s not that, it must be a force equivalent to that. Even if it’s not, it’s the church, or the imperial family.

Either way, in the end, it would have to do with either the devil worshipers or the priests, so I had to somehow get a clue about the forces behind it.

The problem is that the student who is talking to the dwarf saint really feels nothing but fear and regret.

If that feeling is true, it is very unlikely that the student himself cooperated to do this.

Judging from the word hypnotic suggestion, it can be seen that they were originally in a cooperative relationship and manipulated memories through hypnosis to lead to the current state of not knowing anything, but I was skeptical about that part.

If you were in a cooperative relationship in the first place, you don’t have to do such a cumbersome thing without assuming in advance the situation in which you will be caught.

It was more credible that someone contacted this student to write a chess piece, and in the process made the student forget what he had experienced through suggestion.

Besides, that’s not the biggest problem right now.

The bigger problem was that there was so much at stake with that student that none of the people here figured it out.

I don’t know what the puppet stigma is, even if hypnosis is possible with drugs or continuous brainwashing. Abstract things like sense sharing and desire amplification seem impossible unless holy magic or black magic is used. Didn’t feel it?

Naturally, it reminded me of the young lady I had cured. It was written openly as a curse, but no one recognized it as a curse, and even I, who healed it, was confused whether it was a curse or not.

If you think about it, at that time, he beat the church to the fullest using the young lady as an excuse, but in the end, he couldn’t find out who had put the curse on him.

Did he do it again? What kind of powers does he have?

Watching the saint contemplate on what to do after finishing the question made my head spin even more.

You don’t know what your opponent’s goal is, and you don’t even know exactly what abilities he has.

In addition, there is a high possibility that the other side is watching the situation this way because of sense sharing, but this side is facing a student who knows nothing, let alone face-to-face with the other side.

I realized that there was someone behind it because my cheat eyes were so fraudulent. If I had been able to read the other person’s emotions like I told the princess, I would have been fooled…?

It’s strange when you think about it.

A student suffering from a condition called amplification of desire. And the student said that he couldn’t stand it because he was curious about this greenhouse.

The reason why the desire amplification was placed on the student was to amplify the student’s usual curiosity and lead it to this greenhouse?

Can’t we just hypnotize them and make them come here?

No one would believe it even if the student panicked when he was caught anyway and said he really couldn’t remember it.

Maybe that hypnosis is not powerful enough to force the other person to act? Or… If you were caught hypnotized and manipulated by amplifying your desires, you would regret it because you thought you couldn’t hold back the urge yourself, but if you hypnotize you, you’ll really regret it. Are you worried that you won’t be able to remember it?

The latter is an action that cannot be taken unless you are assuming an existence that reads emotions like me, so if you think of common sense, it is of course the former, but for some reason I couldn’t shake the feeling.

Is it possible that the other person took such a complicated method knowing about my ability to read my emotions that only a few people know about?

Why did the student, the guy hiding behind the student, hide in this greenhouse in the first place?

To really pose a threat to me or the dwarf saint? Then at least I had to use someone else as a chess piece, not this student, to have a chance.

If the purpose is to deliver meaningful damage, there is no need to try to hide oneself by taking such complicated methods.

It’s like advertising that there’s someone behind the attack the moment you attack.

What if the real goal is to scout this greenhouse through sensory sharing?

There is, of course, only one reason for wanting to scout the greenhouse: that tree.

Few people know about that tree, but even fewer are obsessed with it, using illegal and complicated abilities.

If the cult was behind it, how did they come in asking if it was a sacred object I made, and if it was the imperial family, since this land was the imperial family’s land in the first place and they signed a secret cooperation with the emperor, they could just ask me secretly. There is no reason to take such an extreme measure.

Candidates are extremely narrowed down.

I think I know a little bit now. The post-war relationship was reversed.

This didn’t happen at this timing when the dwarf saint visited, it happened because the dwarf saint visited.

In the procession of the saint’s visit… there was a traitor, or devil worshiper, who had not yet been filtered out.

This was my reasoning so far…Does it look like a dog?

Even after diligently coming to a conclusion, I just wished I was wrong.

I hope it’s all delusions created by my victim mentality. If this is true, things will be too complicated.

One of the reasons I came up with thinking that there would be absolutely nothing to do with it this time was how the dwarf demon worshipers could come to the academy without being noticed.

But here’s a great solution? Just blend in with the dwarves who came here legally. Even if that’s a very difficult task, at least it seems more likely than an unauthorized dwarf sneaking into the academy.

Besides, if you pretended to have received a special order from a dwarven saint, your actions would be relatively free.

We don’t have time to be like this because we don’t know what else they’re going to do while we’re doing this here.

If I had time, of course I would have tried to hide my reasoning and wondered if I could get more information from the student, but if it was a devil worshiper who did this and was still doing something, there was no time to delay.

Anyway, if the opponent is a dwarf demon worshiper, it won’t be difficult to identify. Even if you hide in a city or academy, they’ll be found out soon because they’re of different species.

My concern is that if I’m mistaken and the entity behind it isn’t a dwarf, I might cut the clue with my own hands… In that case, let’s take comfort in the fact that at least it won’t be a demon worshiper.

Having come to a conclusion, I decided to make a head-on breakthrough.

“Then, may I ask what the name of the person hiding inside Mr. Theron is?”

Everyone around me looked bewildered at my sudden question. Even the student himself who asked the question.

Unless you’re actually the guy who’s on the other side of Theron, it’s going to be difficult to grasp the true meaning of what I said at once.

“Saint Ronan…what is that…”

“My, the person inside me! What are you talking about!”

Before the vice-president, who was making a shocking face as if he had been betrayed, could not finish his words, the student who was the subject of the question began to complain in a louder voice.

“Me, who’s inside me? You’re lying? I really…really…”

The student, who was trying to continue with strong denials, was unable to conclude a word until the end, and began to look at his body with his head down.

Although I deliberately used a sudden and strong tone to stimulate someone on the other side who was watching this scene through the student, seeing the student falling into such a panic gave me a strange feeling.

It is said that there is something inside my body, but I cannot help but be afraid of it. It is a fear that everyone can relate to just by watching the Alien movie.

If I were really a good saint known to the world, I would comfort the student here… If I were that kind of guy, I would have treated the student’s status ailments and finished it, even if I was determined to deal with a worse situation.

Instead of calming the student down, I continued questioning someone on the other side.

“You’re a very shy person. Or did you just have to stare? I don’t know the details either.”

First of all, I say that I did not see through all of the other person’s tricks, and while inducing your guard, I endlessly claim that I am clearly aware of you.

So what are you going to do?

If the goal is just to be secretive and avoid prying eyes, it is best to disconnect from the student here.

But if what the being on the other side really wants is this tree I made. If it knows my abilities and is conscious of me enough to devise an infiltration plan suitable for it. If you are a guy who eventually wants to inform someone about his evil deeds, rationalize them, or want to be acknowledged, like the villains of ＜P＞.

To put it bluntly, villains are judged based on the biased villain theory that when their identity is revealed, when they think they have the upper hand, when they judge that their safety is secured, it is the rule of the country to start making noise…!

“”How did you know?”… Huh?”

These simple bastards. Such a biased gaze is not created for nothing.

The student looked around blankly as if he couldn’t understand what he was saying.

It was as if he wasn’t sure if what he was saying was true.

“I, that’s not what I said. “You wouldn’t get caught with holy magic, but you also paid attention to emotions and memories. How?” aaa!”

I approached the student who was on the verge of going mad at the sound that kept coming out of my mouth and injected divine power to calm it down.

Is the puppet stigma the ability to manipulate the body of an opponent? Even though the opponent’s consciousness is intact? Isn’t that too deceitful?

“Don’t worry. I’ll save you.”

“It’s not really me. Really…”

“i know.”

Watching the exhausted student muttering nonsense in my arms, I wondered if I should inject divine power in earnest even now, but in the end I didn’t.

Actually, if I wanted to save each student, I could just cut off the conversation and get rid of all sorts of parasites in my body, but I didn’t intend to do that unless the other side finished the story first.

“Are you curious how I noticed you?”

“”Yes””

The student just collapsed in my arms even though his mouth was moving wildly as if he had given up.

“You’re curious about this tree, like you’re curious about me?”

“”…””

This time there was no reply from the other party.

After all, he’s a simpler guy than I thought. I could tell just by actually confessing by choosing to remain silent instead of pretending to be nothing when it came to the point.

“You seem to already know quite a bit one-sidedly, isn’t that unfair? At least I’d like to know the name of the person I’m dealing with as well.”

Actually, what’s the point of asking for the name of the guy who wants to hide his identity?

However, since I’m a simpler guy than I thought, if I show my focus on finding out the name, I might focus on hiding it and then show gaps elsewhere, and above all, the name is more important than I thought to these secretive groups. .

In order to maintain the unity of the members while doing work that would not be recognized by others, the name of the group naturally contains the ideology or meaning of the organization.

Even if he used a different name instead of his own, there was a high possibility that he would spit out a somewhat meaningful name rather than a completely meaningless name.

“”No name””

…isn’t that a very simple guy?

By saying that he had no name at all, I was taken aback by the perfectly neat defense that prevented my attention and gave no other clues.

Then another way…

“Because I will give myself a name when I am perfect.”

The moment I tried to dig up information in a different way, someone added a comment.

What is it? Are you trying to confuse me?

If he had simply noticed my intentions and responded, saying that he had no name would have been enough.

Do you dare to add an additional explanation that seems to have a great meaning? Or maybe…doesn’t have a name really mean that you don’t have a name?

“Until then I am a simple thing, call me also a thing”

Even more, I couldn’t understand the intentions of the opponent.

A thing? Does it imply that you are also being used as someone else’s tool? Isn’t it just a tool?

“Okay, Mr. Thing, don’t make a petty victim between us. Shall we meet and talk? Tell me where you want, and I’ll go alone.”

“Nonsense!”

After calming Celia who suddenly intervened from behind, I asked the unknown entity once more.

Of course, I have no intention of going alone either.

It doesn’t matter if the other person calls me to a strange place to keep me away from them and doesn’t come out, or if they prepare a trap and call me out. Because only

“”You don’t have to””

…This guy seems simple, but he responds well to it.

“Why? Is the purpose of continuing to produce victims in this way?”

“I’ll see you soon, so I’ll remember the name Ronan. I need it, but that ability is dangerous.”

What else is this…?

“What the hell is that…”

“Oops!”

Before I could finish my words, the boy in my arms began to scream and convulse his limp body.

I hurriedly breathed divine power into my body to calm the situation, but it was not enough.

Something was boiling inside his body.

This…isn’t divine power or dark magic. Could it be mana?

Didn’t you feel anything wrong when other people investigated because it was Mana?

In the first place, this kind of thing was possible with mana and magic? Wasn’t this kind of thing impossible with normal magic in this world? So no one doubted it.

The question continued to bite the tail, but I didn’t have the energy to think about it now.

It was because mana, whether it was the student’s whole body or someone’s mana hidden inside, was boiling and steadily destroying the student’s body.

And the place where that mana was headed was where the student’s brain was.

Are you going to kill your brain by breaking your brain like this? You’re going to do something stupid like that in front of me?

The divine power injected into the body of the student began to subdue the rampaging mana throughout the body.

Even if I look like this, I’m a saint, you son of a b*tch. Do you think you can’t stop something like this?

“Ronan-nim!”

Just as I was thinking that, I suddenly heard Celia’s screams. I moved my gaze belatedly and noticed that one of the students’ hands was moving convulsively, and then I immediately saw them rushing towards my neck.

…Ah. I ate one.

The student still seems unconscious, so it wasn’t hard to guess what had happened.

The puppet stigma means that in order to move the body freely, the target must be unconscious?

Even if it wasn’t for that, I could have predicted that if a student had a seizure, I, who was closest to him, would of course treat it.

The purpose was not to kill the student or to erase what could be evidence left in the body during my treatment, but to find the timing to attack me.

It was too close to avoid or block. Even I was pouring holy power on the student, so my consciousness was dispersed, so I couldn’t create a barrier as quickly as usual. It was something that might be cooked to a golden brown.

…If someone who knows how to handle mana stabs someone’s neck with the intention of breaking his hand, will that person die?

Kwadeuk.

After my useless thoughts, the eerie sound of flesh colliding and crushing one side filled the hall.