Surviving as a Saint in Another World

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“Never mind such trifles, young saint!”

It’s not trivial at all. Why are you here?

When I didn’t move, the knight commander approached me and tried to pick me up, but the princess decided that she couldn’t ignore this and returned to me again.

“Wait, wait Lord Gorg. Why are you here?”

“You call that a question, Princess? Of course, I’m here to take farming classes!”

“Farming lessons? Sir Gorg…?”

The princess’ eyes began to wander in all directions to the point of feeling sorry for them.

It was pitiful that he seemed to be begging me to say no.

I understand that feeling too.

What the hell is this dwarf talking about?

You don’t seem to consider your social position or anything like that at all.

“Of course. We’ve officially received permission from the academy.”

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Looking at the course application that the Knight Commander proudly took out, I saw that the same academy seal as the one I had received was stamped on the course related to farming.

Vice dean…! I believed! I believed we were on the same side when I saw the cardinal tied up and beaten! To betray like this!

“why…?”

The voice of the princess, who couldn’t hide her trembling, came out.

“Do I need to explain?”

On the other hand, the still carefree knight commander snorted and glanced at me.

Me…? Is it because of me again?

“Since the princess has proven her faith, let me give you one piece of advice.”

When did you prove your faith?

What did you two do behind my back?

Could it be that something like that really worked?

Didn’t you just quit after the building was destroyed?

Do you think that fist conversations exchanging true feelings that only I do not know exist?

“The fact that the young saint is walking in the dirt, relying on you alone, symbolizes the problem prevalent among humans. Aren’t you precious saints for the first time in hundreds of years? Don’t commit irreparable mistakes.”

“…I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Now then, let’s go quickly, little saint! Can’t you see everyone is waiting for you?”

While I was contemplating whether I should give up my identity as the last intellectual of this era, the knight commander finished the story and began to pull my hand.

Ah… suddenly I don’t want to go to class.

During class, it was comfortable because people didn’t talk to me, but with this person, you have to cosplay as a sincere saint throughout class.

I want to cancel this course. Princess, help!

…

“Eh…then…please greet Probation Saint Ronan and leader of the Iron Anvil Knights, Gorg, with applause.”

“Nice to meet you. My name is Ronan.”

“It’s called Gorg. It’s cumbersome, so just call him Lord Gorg!”

clap clap clap

Standing in the center of the crowd, the captain of the knights and I gave a brief self-introduction, and stiff applause rang out.

You shouldn’t have to be so nervous.

While everyone was clapping their hands, they looked like they didn’t know why they were facing such an ordeal.

I fully understand that feeling.

If an armored knight with a rugged appearance and even a mace on his back came to me to tell me something, anyone would make that face.

Absolutely not because of me. Even if there is, it would be a very minor percentage. Because I am a commoner-friendly saint. I can read other people’s emotions, so I’m right anyway.

“Well then, today we will continue to grow small farmland.”

The agriculture professor, who pretended not to know the situation, started the class by arousing the atmosphere. The sense of professional mission is great.

“Uh. E. Koo! Come to think of it, our class has a course of cultivating cultivated land over the course of a year, so the apprentice saint doesn’t have anything to do right away.”

Scared to think such a thought, the professor spat out such words while reading a Korean language book.

No, even in this trivial part, my expectations are wrong.

After that, I really don’t understand why he feels a bit proud of what he said.

It’s like someone who spent the night researching excuses to keep me out of class with the conviction that he couldn’t get me to lift the plow.

…But wait. Then what am I doing?

“Hey… you say that the young saint wants to learn farming, but you don’t want to teach him?”

I couldn’t finish grasping the situation and was staring blankly at the professor, but the knight commander started to intervene with an expression asking if he’s crazy.

The sudden sudden acceleration is no surprise anymore.

“Absolutely! It’s not like that. But crops don’t produce results in a day or two. Where can’t you produce crops that you’ve been growing for half a year?”

The bewildered professor diligently elaborated on the justification for this act, but in the first place the knight commander was not the kind of person who cared about such things.

You don’t know the clergy yet. The vice-president doesn’t know either.

“Don’t you understand? If the saint wants it, it’s the right attitude to dedicate the whole garden to the saint. It’s not about discussing the impossible.”

“That, that’s…”

Abusive language that can be perceived as excessive depending on the listener.

Yes, you have to do this to be a priest.

It is the logic of a fanatic that makes you shudder whenever you hear it.

“Stop it, Gorg-sama.

I, who couldn’t see it, intervened to calm the situation.

“You mean you didn’t sign up for this course to learn farming?”

Gorg wriggling his eyebrows in doubt.

I just applied to appeal to commoners, right?

Now you’re ruining everything!

“Who would be happy if they took away the fruits of their hard work for half a year?

And it’s good if you skip classes as professors.

If I take it away and start cultivating it, the person who was taken away feels bad because I was taken away, and I feel bad because I couldn’t keep up.

“Are there only people who are unhappy?”

“sure.”

“Why is everyone unhappy when there are people who get results without any effort?”

No, of course, it’s honey that I ate that day, but it doesn’t apply to me right now.

It’s worthless to me, but it’s like a treasure trove that’s precious to the owner, so where can I use it?

but i can’t say that

“The one who got results without effort and the one who put effort without results. Aren’t both of them sad?”

“…I feel it every time, young saint, you are truly unique.”

It’s normal that he looks weird because he’s talking nonsensical nonsense that only sounds rimless every time.

I wondered if he had unnecessarily sharp insight, but the knight commander seemed to come to a conclusion on his own again.

Still, maybe because he’s a priest, even if I say bullsh*t, he accepts it as if he’s in his own way.

Why is the Orion Bridge the way it is? Is there a bug?

“Sorry, professor. I was rude.”

The captain seemed to have calmed down, so he turned around and said that to the professor.

“Oh, there’s no need to say honorifics to a thousand like me…”

This is also one of the ideal saint image-making elements, but I can’t stop it.

“What is the importance of status to those who want to teach me. Don’t worry about it. But maybe I’m good?”

Can I really eat me?

“I’ll make another small vegetable garden with varieties that can be grown in the shortest possible time. For the time being, please bear with watching others…”

Continuing to look at the Knight Commander with trembling eyes seemed to be conscious of the Knight Commander when he said those words.

The opportunity to take a single subject throughout the semester is eventually blown away…

“Ah, although you won’t learn it in the basic subjects, there are many trees that bear fruit inside.

I was so sorry that I couldn’t answer for a while, so the professor added that how he accepted it.

Still, it’s a walk for the time being… It’s not bad. I came with the determination to hoe from the first day.

“Professor, you should let others know. I’ll look around slowly by myself.”

To be honest, it’s just uncomfortable for a professor much older than me to bow down to me and claim to be a guide. There’s no particular benefit to me.

“Would you like to?”

“I’m not going with you either.”

It was ending in a good way when the knight commander intervened again.

He said he came because of me, but why didn’t he say that?

But I’m treated like a saint now, and I don’t have any murderous intentions, so there’s no need to worry.

…I’m not worried, right? It’s like I suddenly burst into an earthen pot, right?

…

Oh my God, I feel the power of the fantasy field even in agriculture.

In the mood of taking a walk, I walked in the direction the professor guided me to, and I came across a greenhouse rather than a simple forest.

It seemed that the trees and plants grown in each greenhouse were different.

Not only that, but beyond the simple level of increasing the amount of sunlight, there were various magical measures such as temperature control magic.

Isn’t this the middle of fashion?

When I went into a nearby greenhouse, there was an apple tree.

The fruits started to appear one by one, but as I looked at the trees that looked like green apples, I turned my attention to the knight commander who was silently following me.

“Do you have anything to say?”

“Did you know that you came here?”

Since I was just taking a walk, my emotions seemed complicated, so I asked.

“Because you have a complicated face.”

“It showed on your face? I’m old too.”

You don’t have to be heartbroken. I’m the owner of the cheat ability.

“Young saint. You…”

I’m so afraid now what the hell will come out whenever people talk like that.

“It’s very heterogeneous.”

“Heterogeneous?”

The words spoken by the knight commander were difficult to understand at once.

“I don’t mean to disparage the human race, but it’s overly ideal for a human saint.”

This is a compliment or an insult

“Could it be only humans? Dwarves, elves, and beasts are the standard. Your way of thinking and attitude are far too far from the intelligence of the world.”

That’s because everything in the world around me hates me.

“It looks like a celestial being that waited next to the god fell from the sky.”

“It’s embarrassing, but maybe it’s because I’m a saint?”

“No. Even if you look at the standard of saints, that’s the case. Our dwarven saints are stubborn, to be honest.”

Yep.

“Of course, what the saint wants to do is the will of God, which must be done regardless of my thoughts. The saint is the agent of the god. But that does not mean that he is a god. Our saint is the agent of the god, but he is still a dwarf.”

what the hell is that

“Like other dwarves, he likes to drink, he likes to make and repair things, he likes to be grandiose, and he likes to break the bones of his enemies. Like I just said, he’s stubborn. If you stick to strange things, it’s very troublesome.”

Is that… a saint…?

“Look at the elf princess. To the young saint, did the princess seem to be something beyond the elf species?”

I just remember that she was a very pretty older sister.

“That’s the future elven saint. When you become a saint, you will obey the will of the god, so there will be some changes, but the essence will not change.”

So… to sum it up, being a saint means doing everything you want to do and only taking care of your rights?

Such an enviable thing. Why the hell is there such an embarrassing difference between me and the same saint?

“Do you understand what I mean? You are too idealistic. No matter how clean you’ve grown, I can’t even see the slightest speck of dust. Your whiteness looks either very beautiful or dangerous.”

It’s strange. When the hell did the level of liking for the knight commander so high?

Of course, I’m trying to build such an image, but isn’t it too easy?

“It was like that just a moment ago. Most normal intelligent beings feel a low pleasure when they take someone else’s without effort.”

…I’m a bit stung.

“If you have faith and a conscience, you will think that you will not steal from others.

Then, the knight commander looked at me and sighed.

“If you’re thoughtful, you might think of hearing the circumstances of the person who stole it. If you’re naive, you might feel sad about this harsh world.”

If the introduction is this long, the conclusion is usually very strange.

“But without any such thing, taking and stealing from others, feeling sorrow for both of them? Unless even the guilty person loves unconditionally, who the hell would think that?”

That’s right. Who the hell would come up with such an idiot idea… Is this me too?

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Listening to it, I wonder if this is what agape love is, but it’s not a story that can be established in a universal situation, but the situation was special?

It’s just a pity that I can’t say this openly.

“I think you would cover the murderer no matter how he committed the murder.”

What nonsense are you talking about? Why am I covering a murderer?

“And I feel like I’m about to be stabbed by that murderer’s knife. There’s such danger and innocence. Looking at it, I feel like I have to protect it.”

“You are worrying for nothing.”

No matter how much it was, I was worried about such an absurd thing, so I replied that way, but it didn’t seem to understand.

I’m really good at cheating.

People in this world strangely don’t believe me when I say my true feelings.

“Listen carefully. Everyone in the priesthood feels it. Am I here for nothing? It’s because the princess and the acting doctor from another priesthood came forward.”

…Huh? Wait, what the hell are you talking about?

“Another… priesthood?”

“The elf princess decided to take a landscaping class.

what the heck is that!!

Dizzy at the knight commander’s outrageous remarks, I leaned against the back of a nearby tree for a while.

“Are you okay?”

Are you okay!

“It’s okay. Thanks for letting me know.”

After sighing and correcting my posture, I decided to think positively while pondering the knight commander’s words once again.

Yes, but where did you know even now?

It was okay because I had met the Dwarf Knight Commander relatively often, but I hadn’t personally met the other representatives yet.

If I went to the next class and the elf princess was waiting for me, I might have passed out right there.

Thank you, my meddlesome dwarf next door.

Thanks to you, I can prepare my heart.

I don’t have anything to give you… Oh, there is.

When I instilled divine power into the apple tree next to me and performed holy magic, the green apples on the tree began to ripen red in an instant.

It takes a lot more divine power than I thought, but it works.

Yes, there are elves who make flowers bloom on the bare ground, but of course this arrangement should be possible.

I reached out to a nearby apple, picked one, and handed it to the knight commander.

Even though I’m a saint, I wouldn’t say anything about taking an apple.

“It’s not mine, but would you like some of this?”

“…”

Instead of accepting the apology right away, the knight commander was looking at the apple, me, and the tree alternately.

“Why is that?”

“Why did you say you would learn to farm instead?”

That’s right. If representatives of different races were going to stick to each subject anyway, why the hell did they choose only life subjects and apply?