Surviving as a Saint in Another World

Welcome (2)

It was hard.

Why in the world should I be among the fanatics and spread the logic of a fanatic that would scare them?

Until I arrived at the academy, I had a swollen dream of finally being able to play and eat…

Hearing the news that a group of priests of different races were arriving and that Princess Azalea had been dispatched to control them, he had to open the Bible and listen to it with tears in his eyes.

The princess who took me out of the main office is coming to see what’s going on, but while preaching the pseudo-theories roughly covered up, try tackling a priest of a different race. What could be more embarrassing than that.

Since ancient times, a healthy partnership is established on equal terms between the parties.

If the princess showed her abilities first, then I should at least save face.

With that in mind, I read the open Bible and threw it away.

There was no place in the Bible to know the doctrine of the priests of different races.

No, we share the same religious worldview, how could this be?

If you write down the deeds of a god, shouldn’t you naturally interact with the gods of other races and talk to them?

It was hard to find stories about gods of different races, enough to make me wonder if they were intentionally deleted.

Eventually, I tried to find other references, but to my surprise, none of the cardinals and archbishops seemed to have them.

…does this make sense?

I can fully expect the complacency of not considering them as competitors in the religious pie fight because they are of different races.

Did you really intentionally erase the story about the gods of different races just to make it easier for them?

No matter how much it is, it should only be officially erased from the public. What if they really neglect it too?

My brain has been hurting for a long time.

Without proper preparation, priests of different races began to arrive one after another, and in the end, they encountered only their representative doctrines, which were commonly known to the common people.

I am a doll…I am a smile doll sharing laughter with everyone…

With that mindset, he was killing his presence as much as possible, but as expected, his half stigmata caught his ankle this time as well.

I really need to change this bastard’s stigma.

Suddenly, the Dwarf Priest started pouring wide-area deals, and finally, didn’t he cast an extra charge against me?

In the meantime, the princess even pulled out a knife, so it was difficult to stop him.

I’m still pissed off at the main office because I called in other denominations.

I had to go through it quietly somehow.

In the end, I started to spread nonsense live again.

I was not at all happy with myself, who is now increasing in agility in this area.

The keyword is God’s love.

One of the greatest values of the doctrines of the dwarf god Kaliul is his great love, like a flame.

One of their religious views is that the dwarves live to repay the love, strive to destroy the evil that has settled in this land in order to fulfill the will of Kaliul, and to enjoy a warm rest next to the hearth of the dead man.

To be honest, I don’t even know what I said in the middle.

Talking about it, I thought it was something that could be disliked by the church, so the inertia drift was introduced in the middle, so the words I spit out had nothing to do with substance.

I don’t know where on earth there is a part of logic that can be called logic in the theory that God has loved us who have been lacking so far and will continue to love us in the future.

Even that Gorgran man who understood this nonsense didn’t seem normal, but when I looked around, most of the clergy in this meeting room were convinced.

What can’t happen to the real priests, fanatics, or corrupt people, Lee Ji-sun of this hell.

When I took out the mace in the middle and hit the floor, I felt really cold.

If I hadn’t been prepared, I would have been surprised too.

It was only when I took my life hostage to the bewildered Gorg that I cast one last nonsense that the situation calmed down.

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Lately, I’ve started to feel that my life is the easiest hostage to use. I don’t think it’s a good thing at all…

Fortunately, the meeting came to an end as we applauded soullessly while thinking about that.

I don’t know if I should be thankful that this hellish moment is over or be sad that it will happen from time to time in the future.

“There are a lot of things I want to share with Ronan’s trainee saint in the future.”

“I’ve heard interesting opinions. I’m looking forward to the welcome ceremony tomorrow.”

While preparing to go back, the elf princess and the beast tribe representative left me such a message.

Why? As I wished, the elves and beast tribes are showing interest in me, but I’m not happy at all.

Seeing them off with a smile that has now become automatic, I let out a sigh that I could not hide.

“You worked hard, Saint Ronan.”

The princess came to me and gave words of encouragement.

“Because it’s a fix.”

“It’s just an annoying veneer.”

It was strange to hear a person who should pay more attention to appearances than anyone else spit out such words.

“It wasn’t bad, was it?”

I couldn’t find anything to say, so I changed the subject.

Half of it was because of you that I worked so hard, but if I said disappointment, I would really cry.

“Saint Ronan…”

Why are you blurting out your words? Why are you feeling sorry for me? Where the hell is the image of me running in the princess’ head?

“Take care of yourself a little more. Don’t say anything like killing yourself.”

I don’t want to say that either. The bad thing is that the world forces such extreme blackmail.

“that…”

Of course it’s a lie.

“As expected, the weak faith of the priests of different races fades in front of Ronan apprentice saint who has sincere faith.”

Even so, I was a partner who knew my sincerity to some extent, and out of etiquette, I felt like I had to tell the truth to that extent, but the cardinal interrupted before I knew it and cut off my words.

While she was praising me in words, in her heart she was filled with vigilance and greed for the princess.

I guess the conversation between me and the princess made me suspicious that the princess was trying to embrace me again.

In the meantime, if you are really consistent about how you want to gain power by becoming the target of the subjugation instead, then you are consistent persistence.

“How can there be robbers in faith? They must have their own beliefs.”

He ran away from the seat next to me in fear of the dwarven priest’s mace, so I said something because he wanted to say something like that, and then the cardinal’s gaze turned to me.

“How could a probationary saint, who would be the main pillar of the Orion religion, say such a thing? It makes no sense for a priest without stigmata to threaten the saint with force.”

Then you should have protected me instead of running away!

I wanted to shout that right away, but I held back.

It was because the cardinal was narrowing his eyes, as if trying to find out my true intentions, perhaps noticing the negative gaze toward the church in my words.

The parts related to one’s own eyes are noticed like real ghosts.

“Anyway, this is the Imperial Academy. We would never have been watching.”

As he was choosing his horse, fearing that it would be dangerous if the pod was caught, the princess intervened at the right moment.

Princess Nice.

“Of course, it’s not that I didn’t believe in the Imperial Knights. However, I wonder if it was the Empire’s mistake to bring in priests of different races as well…”

Fortunately, the cardinal, who averted his gaze without further suspicion, began to tease the imperial family this time.

Anyway, on the subject of hiding behind like a ghost when a fist is about to fly, when it is confirmed that the opponent is an intellectual who will not throw a fist recklessly, he starts barking.

I think I know why it is said that there is more rudeness among intellectuals than among savages.

“But as an academy, we can’t help but be curious about the doctrines of priests of different races.”

Vice President Claire, who saw off the departing priests of different races, said that and joined them.

“In our academy, we always want to approach religion from an academic point of view.”

“How can this be blasphemous?”

“But don’t the Orion Church basically approach doctrine that way? They look for parts that can be explained logically to some extent.”

“It is blasphemy to take such an approach other than the clergy. What is the meaning of a doctrine interpreted from the perspective of an unbeliever?”

“That’s why I’m trying to get help from the priests. Looking today, it seems that the Orion Church has already proven its doctrinal superiority?”

The vice president smiled awkwardly and ended the conversation at the level of building up the Orion Church’s face.

But deep down, he was dumbfounded at the cardinal talking nonsense because he didn’t want his bowl stolen.

The deputy dean doesn’t seem to be aware of the fact that all religious people have built a wall around the word theoretical and rational…

“Take it for granted. Let’s see. It won’t be long before the academy will sing a hymn praising the greatness of the Orion Church.”

Having said that, the cardinal fled toward the archbishops, probably judging that he was not on his side here.

As he ran away, he glanced at me, but I clenched my teeth and pretended not to see him.

Why am I going there? Are you crazy?

“The high-ranking clergy are more individual than I imagined…”

The vice-president looked at the cardinal like that and complained like that.

Yes, no matter how much you set the standard for high-ranking clergy as Orionism and assume it’s a mess, who could have predicted that this would happen from the first day.

“It’s been less than a month since the building was completed, but I need to fix it already.”

It was a grumble filled with the joys and sorrows of the vice dean as a member of society who was staring at the cracked conference room floor.

“Sorry. It would have been nice if I had stopped it.”

Since I had no intention of putting my head on the pot, I could have done something like strengthening only that part with holy magic the moment I hit the floor.

Feeling sorry for the shrunken vice-president, I gave him a word out of courtesy, and the vice-president looked at me in amazement.

“No no. What do you mean? Ronan apprentice saint did his best.”

“My best always fell short.”

Since I said I did my best, my confidence disappears again. Is it true that the flag that was broken by that Dwarf priest is definitely gone?

No matter how hard I tried, the only thing that made me fall here was the successful conversation with the princess.

At this point, I’m sure I’m skeptical about what’s best for me… Oh, I’ve been talking nonsense again.

Fortunately, it was not a strange word given the context, so it seemed to be understood.

“The clergy are more individual than we expected, but the apprentice Saint Ronan…”

Well, what else do you want to say?

“You’re more ideal than we expected.”

…??

It’s nice to see you look good on it, but suddenly?

No matter how hard I try, I don’t know why I have a goodwill when I complained about my lack of ability.

Did he look humble? It’s completely true. No matter how fake it is, there are good things about being a saint.

“It’s okay to look forward to it at the welcome ceremony, right?”

When he made an incomprehensible expression, the vice-president with a smile began to inflate his expectations.

Ah, I barely kept it in one corner of my brain.

Please don’t expect too much from me.

The welcome ceremony, which was approaching tomorrow, became very uneasy.

I said I adjusted it really carefully this time… is it okay?