Surviving as a Saint in Another World

curse (2)

Confused, I secretly looked around.

Naturally, I was the only one who panicked.

In the eyes of others, they would only see the appearance of a poor young lady who was weakened for an unknown reason.

This young girl is really cursed.

The curse. The image that usually comes to mind is that of dark magic cast by warlocks. In this case, devil worshipers.

Can this be seen as an extension of Poisoned by the secret struggle of the aristocratic family? Is it something that can happen as easily as ingesting poison?

You should know something about the curse.

I felt even more strange because of the connotation of the word divinity reversal.

Aren’t you really cursed by God?

I tried to sit next to the young lady pretending to be calm, but my mind got complicated.

I don’t know if I can do it, and even if I can do it, I’m not sure if it’s okay to just let it go.

What if it has a strange function that attaches itself to the person who has done it? Divinity reversal, it’s a name that seems harmful to the divine power at first glance.

It’s hard to ask others.

I think this young lady is really cursed. Do you know that it’s a divine reversal curse?

…If I’m the person involved, I’ll do the sword dance right on the spot.

“Hello Helena.”

Up close, the complexion was much worse than expected.

The skin and bones were so close together that it looked like only bones were left, and there were dark red spots all over the body. The few remaining heads were also crumbly and the body smelled of musty, characteristic of critically ill patients. It was as lifeless as quality.

“j…buuu…oungseo…”

Maybe he didn’t have the energy to speak, but between his slightly open mouths, instead of proper sentences, only the incomprehensible sound of the wind flowed out.

I’m even more sorry for saying hello.

In the meantime, he moved his body to get up somehow, so I hurriedly stopped him.

“Courtesy is just one way to show your sincerity. Helena-sama’s will has been fully conveyed, so just lie down.”

Fortunately or unfortunately, I was impressed by the young lady trying to smile at my words as if there was no abnormality in her cognitive function.

“How long has it been since Helena started to get sick like this?”

Now, beyond the pseudo-fanatic, it looks like I’m cosplaying as a quack doctor.

I couldn’t figure out what to do, so I started to ask questions to get even a little bit of information.

“It is not clear when he first started to get sick.

“When did you become so weak?”

“Since about three years ago, the frequency of complaints of heart pain has increased. So I asked the Orion Church for treatment. Since then…”

The nobleman, who continued to speak, gritted his teeth and looked at the young lady.

“It wasn’t this serious. His condition had deteriorated to the point where it was clear that he had committed something in the church, but he was eager to take responsibility for it, saying nonsense about punishment. He actually visited because he was sick, so he couldn’t even properly refute.”

Either the cult went crazy and did something, or the Divine Reversal curse rebelled against the divine power and the situation got worse…

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Looking at the church’s tail, the former seems to be possible enough, but if the real church played tricks, they would have used this as an excuse to grab the duke’s leash.

Even if it is an incurable disease, if it can be improved even temporarily by infusing divine power, that would be enough, but they reject it altogether?

This was unexpected and uncontrollable even on the part of the church, so it was more likely to think of it as the latter.

“Saint. Would you like to find out what kind of disease it is?”

When I didn’t say anything, the nobleman, who seemed to be in a hurry, brushed me off.

It’s not a disease. If it’s a disease, I’ll reveal what I know right away and treat it as soon as I can afford it.

“Please. Now only the saint is our hope.”

It’s just embarrassing to say things like that.

At worst, I thought of the case where it couldn’t be cured.

Now I had to make a quick decision.

If you back down saying that there is no cure here, you will have to take a considerably larger loss than you initially anticipated failure.

First of all, he would definitely have to pretend to be with the Duke of Thorpe, but backing down without doing anything was a bigger problem than he thought.

According to the original scenario, even if I failed, I was going to exude divine power and appeal to the fact that I had worked so hard, but everything got messed up because of the divine reversal curse.

But if you don’t do anything and back down saying it’s not enough, that’s just weird. Without trying anything?

Depending on what you think, you may be suspicious that I, a member of the Order, acted just to screw the Duke of Thorpe one more time.

It was an excessive leap, but it was also a possibility that could come to mind if you think of me and the church as one.

Even so, I couldn’t handle the aftermath of the aftermath if the real young lady died.

Taking a step back here…

Thinking so, I met the gaze of the young lady whose eyelids were quivering as if it was difficult to even open her eyes.

Only then did I see the young lady’s aura.

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Lately, when I look at a person, I tend to notice that person’s aura first, but Young-ae radiates an aura of light so clear that I noticed it later.

The sickness was obvious, but the clear eyes that matched the aura seemed to understand no matter what choice I made.

…

I watched the young lady for a while more meaninglessly.

Is this how the princess felt when she said that I was making her into a villain?

I’m not in a very good mood. I need to be better with the princess.

After thinking about it for a while, I finally decided to try a frontal breakthrough.

It wasn’t that I had suddenly felt sorry for the young lady or that I chose it for emotional reasons, it was just because I thought it would be better to stab her after considering many things.

I can’t help it if the noble says it’s okay even if he dies soon, but if I go back like this, I think I’ll be embarrassed by Celia.

anyways kinda

“Haren.”

“Yes! Tell me anything. If you need anything, I’ll get everything ready!”

Don’t forget that word. I’ll eat anything I can eat.

“Do you really believe me?”

A question arose on the aristocrat’s face at the sudden remark. And in that question, distrust began to grow little by little.

Well, I don’t think there are any decent people out of the blue who suddenly ask me if they believe me. It’s a very natural reaction.

“Why are you suddenly saying that…? Of course, our family has faith in Orion-sama.”

“I’m not saying this to hear that mouth-watering sound.”

I was aware that it sounded a little harsh to spit out with the concept of a saint I had, but I couldn’t help it.

I thought it was a barrel full of honey, but when I handed over this poisoned chalice, did that sound come out?

I don’t care at all whether your family really believes in Orion or not. Can you hold me accountable for accidents that may or may not happen during medical treatment?

“What I’m going to do to Helena from now on can’t guarantee Helena’s life.”

“Yeah…? What the hell are you talking about…”

A nobleman who blurts out such words as if he couldn’t believe what he heard.

Seeing you make that expression, you must have heard it correctly. So answer quickly.

“What do you mean by that! How can an act that entails such a risk be a normal treatment! …You, perhaps the Church’s…”

An aristocrat blinded by anger and reflexively reaching for the sword slanted at his waist.

I was in a very emotional state from the point of confronting my sister, so I didn’t know if I would actually wield a knife.

An instant moment.

“Sir Haren. Just know that the Imperial Family and the Holy Family are making a huge concession. It looks like they’re about to cross that line.”

The princess’ sword, which had been pulled out before I knew it, was aimed at the noble’s neck.

A really strong escort is essential. Without the princess, I wonder if I would have been able to choose a frontal breakthrough because I was afraid of being stabbed.

“Are you saying I have to put up with it even after hearing that…?”

After all, it must be a fist rather than a word. The nobleman, who seemed to have regained some sense of reason when the blade touched his neck, was still angry without understanding.

“A person called a saint of the Church of Orion might kill his sister during treatment… He says so…”

I’m not saying it’s wrong, but since I’m saying everything like that, it’s like I’m pretending to be a mistake and saying I’m going to kill you. Stop the confirmation bias.

“Saint Ronan is not one to say such things without reason. I know you distrust the Church, but please do not try to judge Saint by that mold.”

The princess only responded that way without wavering at those words. She was really trustworthy.

“But Ronan Saint.”

As soon as the nobleman calmed down to some extent, the princess inserted the sword and turned her gaze toward me.

“I think I need a sufficient explanation. Does Saint Ronan know what Lady Helena’s disease is?”

“Nothing’s certain, but I don’t think he’s just sick.”

Upon hearing that it was not an illness, both the princess and the nobleman’s expressions became strange.

“I feel some unknown energy. I’m trying to find out more, but I’m saying this because I don’t know what will happen to Helena and me if that energy is stimulated.”

In fact, I don’t know what kind of aura I don’t know.

The keyword curse could be useful if I healed the young lady, but if I didn’t, it could backfire, so I used a moderately refined word to keep it hidden.

As a bonus, I subtly appealed that I was also taking risks.

“Wait… are you saying that even Saint Ronan could be dangerous?”

The princess, who understood my words perfectly, was startled and asked.

This isn’t a conjugal scam… it’s a partnership done right.

The priests of the church did not say that there was a problem during treatment, so the risk is low, but the risk is not 0% anyway. .

“Wait, Saint Ronan.

I didn’t say that I would risk my life. Your choice of words is stronger than I am.

When the princess resolutely opposed the treatment, the nobles who had not believed in me until now fell into confusion.

If until just now the nobility had blocked my treatment because they wouldn’t believe it and the princess had asked them to trust the saint, it was understandable since the princess stopped me from wanting to treat me in an instant.

It must have been the desperate feeling of grabbing straw to see that she had come all the way here with the young lady who had become so weak. There would have been no clear clues about the young lady’s symptoms until now.

Since I provided a clue that it wasn’t an illness, but some kind of energy, I could have followed the standard procedure again from there, but the young lady didn’t look so relaxed.

When a person is desperate, it is not easy to judge calmly if something precious is at stake. What if there is a time limit?

Aristocrats had an emotional aspect, befitting their young age, but even that emotional aspect was for the sake of their family, so the decision was quick.

dump.

The nobleman knelt on the spot and bowed his head.

“It’s all my fault! I was stupid and doubted the saint’s sincerity. It’s all my fault. Blame me. But please, my sister…my sister…”

My status, which had been demoted from noble to you, has been restored to that of a saint.

After that, it’s damn hard to try treatment without shouldering the risk of treatment failure.

In the church, I just cast ‘Your Destiny’ as soon as the treatment failed. Ah, that’s why I’m double-cleaning the sh*t right now. It’s never really helpful in my life.

“Please stand up. There are no sinners here. There are only patients suffering and families who want to do something for such patients.”

After I calmed the nobleman up and tried to approach the young lady again, the princess put her hand on my shoulder this time.

“Ronan Saint. Think again. I’m not saying don’t treat it. If it’s that dangerous, it’s best to take your time and proceed carefully.”

A mountain beyond the mountain.

“Azalea-sama.”

“Why do you always take your life so lightly!”

I haven’t said anything yet.

And for me, my life is the most important person in the world.

“When Azalea-sama promised me life, what kind of complicated calculation did Azalea-sama come to that conclusion after?”

The princess was speechless.

“That…that…was the conclusion I came to after considering a lot of things.”

“You can’t lie.”

knowing my abilities.

“Isn’t that different from this…”

“I guess. I told you. The right path is the one that feels right deep down in your heart.”

The power gradually began to drain from the grip of the princess who held my shoulder.

break through the ridge.

Finally, facing the young lady again, I carefully held her hand, which still had a transparent aura.

“Let’s do our best together. I promise. I will never give up on Miss Helena.”

I’ve worked so hard to lay the board, but I can’t understand myself failing. Young-ae, please give me strength.

It seemed that the hand of the young lady who was holding her hand seemed to have been slightly strengthened.

He was finally able to treat the young lady, but in fact, this was the beginning.

I was someone who didn’t know anything about curses, and I didn’t know anything about putting qi into someone else’s body and figuring out their condition, as in any fantasy novel.

It’s like a real quack doctor.

So my options were very simple.

God, if you are watching, please help me.

For the first time since reincarnating, he gnashed his teeth and began to extract as much divine power as possible from his entire body.

It can make people weaker by resisting the divine power? Maintain the life of the young lady with the Holy Law of Healing.

You don’t know what a curse is? Anyhow, imagine the young lady back to normal.

It was not efficient because it was too inefficient and abstract imagination, but it just covered all the divine power flowing from the body by hitting it.

Can you hold on like this? Even like this?

Unless it’s a curse from a real God, the saint is clenching his teeth and hitting all his holy power?

As Jagoro, the battle of goods was a time-honored strategy that gave victory to tactical eunuchs as well.