Surviving as a Saint in Another World

Charm (2)

As it was within the church, the decision of the church leadership was quick and secret.

The teacher who went out to find the upper echelons of the church, shouting that he had seen God’s will, and those who defended the teacher and followed him did not return even after a long time.

After some time other priests arrived and dismissed us.

Under strict escort, to be frank, I was dragged into the room as if I were being taken into custody.

As soon as I returned to the room there, I was cut off from the outside world.

Celia, who stayed by my side for a few days, was also called to another place.

It was very pitiful to see her asking for help while being dragged away, but she found the wrong number. Celia. I also feel like asking for help.

I really don’t know what the problem was.

What I wanted was rumors floating around in the public and an imprint on me that only the top leaders were conscious of.

I’m a real saint, and I appeal to myself a bit.

I have to imprint myself on a lot of people somehow to broaden my range of actions.

For example, two priests who left the church after a service were talking.

‘Did you hear that? A half-baked saint called an angel during prayer.’ ‘I heard that an angel bowed?’

It’s consumed by rumors like that, but people who might know know that the rumors are true, so it’s just that level of being conscious of me.

I don’t know where the difference in perception between me and people came from.

Maybe Ronan’s memory is wrong. Most of my knowledge of this world is dependent on Ronan’s.

The time given to me was only a few days, and during that time, it was a bit short to compare whether Ronan’s memories were true or not.

There is no point in regretting the past.

I don’t even think that I can do anything more than turning back time. Things have happened, so the important thing is the present.

While quietly sitting in a chair and appearing to pray, her head was busy trying to grasp the full picture of the situation.

These people who first brought me here and are now blocking the door.

Maybe it was because they had to take a drastic prescription to imprison the saint, but just by looking at their eyes, it was clear that they had been directly injected with the great and beautiful teachings of the church into their brains.

These people’s auras are much paler than those of normal people, and they don’t really have any emotions.

In fact, aside from all that, his rank was ‘Orion Church Heretic Inquisition White Rehabilitation Member’.

Oh shh. Just looking at the words doesn’t make me feel positive at all.

“Me, priests.”

At my words, the priests who were guarding the door only came with their eyes closed.

“Can you tell me what’s going on? Celia is the person the cardinals directly assigned to me. She’s not someone who’s going to cause trouble…”

I don’t know how the current situation is going, so I appealed to her saying, “Why are you taking Celia?”

As a bonus, mention the cardinals who are most likely playing these people.

My desperate appeal to somehow get information was overshadowed by the priest at the door.

“We’ve only been given orders.”

“We don’t even know.”

It was just an inorganic answer.

These people had no doubts or feelings about the fact that they were imprisoning me, a saint.

Does this make sense? It seems that while brainwashing, loyalty to a particular person is not engraved, but loyalty to a particular person.

Just as I was terrified by the church that was bigger than I could have imagined, at just the right time, the door that the men had blocked opened and a man entered.

His physique looks dwarf at first glance, but his body is estimated to be extremely muscular. One eye is covered with a black eyepatch, and there are long scars above and below the eyepatch, giving the impression of being fierce. until.

A service thug? Or a war mercenary? In many ways, it was the worst impression.

I think this person is responsible for the current situation.

It was hard to know unless you were blind to see the two believers who had been spitting dry words to me, bowing 90 degrees to the person who entered through the door and expressing deep respect.

Your name…Cardinal Telos Varian?

It was a little disconcerting.

The day I woke up, it wasn’t the cardinal who had visited me.

Even after that, access was prohibited for reasons of jeongyang, but people who could come were people who had never seen them in the group even though they all came once.

And above all,

“Saint Ronan. This is how you see your face.”

This person had a very bad feeling towards me.

Exactly, the feeling itself was different from the malice of the cardinals who were worried about how to use it.

A bloody aura that I haven’t seen since reincarnating here.

This person wanted to kill me at any moment.

…why are there so many death flags?

I felt a bit resentful of God for not managing the house properly.

“Are you saying my greetings aren’t worth it?”

Saying that, Cardinal Telos strode towards me.

As soon as he entered, the door was immediately closed, and before he knew it, even the two believers who were guarding the door had gone outside.

“It’s not like that. Cardinal Telos. This was a sudden visit… I apologize if I offended you.”

From the moment I entered the room, I was gasping for breath because of my murderous intent that hadn’t waned even once, but I managed to squeeze out an answer.

“Oh, the young saint knows all my names, right?”

The cardinal, who pulled a chair right in front of me as if he didn’t need my opinion, said that in a sarcastic tone no matter who heard.

“Because all the good people who try to preach the teachings of God are trying to remember…”

“He who preaches the teachings of God…”

Unexpectedly, he seemed to be genuinely satisfied, as if he had liked the words.

“Look, saint.”

“Speak.”

“Do you know why you are trapped here?”

“…I’m locked up. Didn’t something happen and you were looking after me?”

Unable to decide on a response to the tone so direct, I eventually decided to continue my cosplay as a pure cult member.

As if trying to grasp something from my words, the cardinal’s one remaining eye stared at me tenaciously.

“Do you really think so?”

“Of course. What reason would I have to be locked up by members of the Church?”

“Have you forgotten how long ago you were flogged for treachery against the church?”

I don’t know what this guy intends. I think he’s trying to agitate me, but I don’t know what he’s trying to find out. Did he get caught acting?

“It was because I was so immature and stupid.

…

The awkward silence subsided. I wanted to avoid looking at him right away, but I stayed still to appeal that I was confident.

No matter how crazy he is, he can’t do anything about a saint just with doubt.

“Ha ha ha ha ha.”

The subtle confrontation continued, and soon the silence was broken by the cardinal’s laughter.

It would have been perfect if it had been a laugh of satisfaction, but the problem was that the cardinal’s murderous intent hadn’t faded at all.

No, on the contrary, it was increasing.

“You’re smart. You’re really smart. Of course, you weren’t that bad-headed in the first place.”

I wanted to say Ronan before he collapsed.

“But even so, in the end, it’s a child. All of the world they come in contact with is the Church, so even if a child is smart, how much more intelligent can he be?”

What, did you find out that the contents were changed?

“A kid like that is dead and alive, so he shows unconditional faithfulness to the church, gives grace to the members by calling them by name, and takes a clean attitude that leaves no room for blame?”

“It’s all thanks to Orion-nim.”

First of all, I sold the will of God, which is the most acceptable.

“Yes. It’s all thanks to Orion-sama. When I look at the saint, I naturally think of that. That’s the problem.”

What the hell are you talking about? God’s wrong?

“…I don’t get the gist of what you said.”

“Saint Ronan. Will you listen? It’s a story about a false belief that happened today.”

“I will listen.”

“Orion, the human god, felt sorry for the confusion among humans, so he sent a light that could be a light between them.”

“You’re talking about the precepts.”

“However, human beings are originally species that did not perform as well as Orion-sama’s expectations, so there were countless people who did not follow the precepts even if they set the precepts.”

“It’s really unfortunate.”

“Therefore, the church was established with the purpose of guiding humans by following God’s will again.”

…was it? It seems that the purpose of establishment is a bit impure.

“For a long time, the church did everything possible to study the will of God and enlighten the ignorant and ignorant people.”

But maybe it should have been covered up?

“Of course, the Church is working hard every day to understand the teachings of God most deeply and to guide those who do not know them.”

“It’s just respectful.”

“By the way, something very strange happened today.”

“Is there a problem?”

“Something that faithful believers who have been enlightened by the church’s teachings will abandon the church’s teachings in an instant.”

I couldn’t understand what he said, so I chewed over the cardinal’s words.

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Looking at me lost in thought, the cardinal continued talking as if it was not necessary.

“The believers who usually obey the will of the church went mad with foam, saying that there must have been a misunderstanding in the edict issued by the church after grasping Orion-sama’s intentions.”

And at last I understood what this cardinal meant to me.

No, I understood it correctly, but I couldn’t. I’m not quite sure if what I understood was correct.

“The church, which has studied Orion’s will more deeply than anyone else for a long time, can’t be wrong, so who the heck is wrong?”

So you may not believe it, but now…

“And what is the difference between the devil’s work and the deception of believers to rebel against the church?”

Are you claiming that my existence itself is a problem in order to claim that the edict issued by the church is correct?

Wow, is this real?

“No matter how hard you say it, Cardinal Telos. It’s a devil.”

He tried to hide his trembling heart and made such a principled protest, but the cardinal’s eyes were already dangerous enough.

Even the aura of murderous intent was overflowing like an explosion.

“Orion-sama will give you a saint with good intentions, but he won’t understand the stupidity of humans, so that’s what happens.”

The cardinal rose from his chair and began to approach me little by little.

“The only teachings you’ve received are those you’ve received directly from Orion, so you have no way to know about the pathetic nature of humans.”

No, I know it well. I am doing this because I know it too well.

“Humans are truly a simple race, and while ignoring the teachings of truth that have been handed down since ancient times, they are easily seduced by saints who perform miracles.”

“Cardinal Telos. It hurts.”

Then the cardinal grabbed my right arm as if my wrist would be crushed and forced me to stand up.

Wait, wait, I think I really broke my wrist.

Do I have to implement holy magic even now?

“It is the simplicity of humans that we do not praise the greatness of the god who sent down the saint, but the saint himself who works miracles. Can you understand this, Saint Ronan?”

“All the miracles I do are represented by God, so the praise that goes back to me will also be praise given to God.”

The cardinal’s intent to kill seemed to have sensed something from my words.

Feeling that this was an opportunity, I opened my mouth to speak one after another.

“If my miracles dazzle people’s eyes, I will offer only the miracles they need. No one will praise God for a sudden miracle and will not go looking for the person who did it. And…”

“It’s a pity, Saint Ronan. It’s a pity. If the world is full of people like you, how can I go so far as to break the will of the saint?”

“Kuk, te, telos… chu…”

Before I could speak, the cardinal’s opposite hand grabbed my neck and pulled me up as if to cut off my words.

“But, Saint Ronan. Look at your appearance. Even I show a clean appearance that shakes me for a moment. Even if I declare that I will hide myself, how can the grace bestowed by God be hidden?”

Did you think you couldn’t kill a saint with suspicion? I was stupid.

The cardinal was sincerely saddened that he had to kill me now, but he did not lose his intention to kill.

There is nothing more stupid than expecting a rational judgment from a nerd and fanatic, but this bastard fanatic was.

“Also, even if your will is infinitely firm, how can you be sure that you can respond to all the evil hands that the lowly ones breathe?”

Before I knew it, my legs couldn’t touch the floor, and I lost my mind from the choking breath.

And at that moment, even the sharp feeling felt in the hand of the cardinal who was holding his throat.

In an instant, countless worries passed by.

Attacking the cardinal with holy magic here is practically suicidal.

As far as I checked for a few days, there was no limit to the holy magic that could be performed with divine power, but the more holy magic was used excessively, the more strained the body.

There was virtually no possibility that I could escape even if I turned everyone into enemies in the middle of the church headquarters.

What if you get caught trying to escape after attacking the cardinal?

What would other cardinals think of the saint who attacked the cardinal in self-defence?

In the end, the brainwashing ending is waiting.

But if you don’t resist, you will die right here.

Actually, I had no choice. I was just hesitating.

Whoever said that, the first thing that dies when implementing any strategy is the strategy plan. I have already been ruined.

Now I don’t know. It’s going to work out somehow. If it doesn’t work, there’s nothing we can do about it. Who would have thought that a denomination would be so damned?

The moment I made up my mind and gradually raised my divine power.

Kwa Gang!

“What the hell are you doing, Cardinal Telos!”

“Have you finally gone crazy! Let go of that hand right now!”

“Ronan-nim!”

The door was smashed and cardinals with familiar faces stormed in.

After that, it seemed that I could see Celia’s appearance at first glance.

…no f*ck you mean this wasn’t the cardinals’ intention, but the zealot’s dogma?

Having reached the limit, I lost my mind at the last thought.