Hero blessed chapter 5: The saint who cant die a million times

At the back of an alley in Tigris where the book of the night went down, one young man was surrounded by three men of ill-faith.

"Brother, let's leave something nostalgically"

"You don't want to be dead and buried in the tomb, right?"

"Kuu......!"

Pointed at the cutting edge of the knife, the young man regretfully presents a purse full of silver coins. If this were up to a few days ago, he would have prepared to sting and resist. Even if he is seriously injured, even if he is killed, it is possible to cure with magic, so it is important to defend your wallet and pride by desperately running away and calling people. The treatment costs can be paid later by the criminals who the guards have captured and even if they aren't caught, neighbors and business a.s.sociates will collect resurrection fees if they know that they have fought with the criminals. However, the temple of the G.o.ddess religion has banned resurrections and a kind-hearted girl who was giving free treatment outside the city disappeared four days ago. Adolescents were not able to win the fear of ending when they died.

"Hee, it's a hard decision!"

One of the men receives the purse and kicks the youth with his knee.

"Gohaa......!"

"Hehehee, don't play at night if you get lost like this!"

The three men left the spot after seeing that the youth couldn't move and they kicked the crouching young man further.

"Hihihii, it's easy to work now and it helps"

"This is also thanks to the G.o.ddess"

The men smile with joyful colors while counting the contents of the stolen wallet. For those who recognize them as criminals at first sight, the temple of G.o.ddess was originally a place to be avoided like the prison. If the temple were to treat injuries properly, there was a risk that those criminals would be arrested as the injuries would exposed them [Mind reading] revealing their criminal record. But as the temple banned resurrection, it would have been impossible to even think of the G.o.ddess Erezonia and everyone becomes depressed which makes it easy for the criminals. They felt like they had pulled out the bad G.o.ddess and their followers, and it was time for them to go to the shrine with the money they took. A white woman put her arms together in a narrow alley and she was approaching.

"Hii!?"

The men scream a little as if they saw a ghost, but it's different if you look closely. Wearing a pure white priestess outfit and having a pale pigmented hair that s.h.i.+nes golden in the moonlight. The beautiful and gentle smile belongs to the girl called the Saint who had been the temple's master for a while.

"d.a.m.n, where did you get a sniff!"

The men set up the knife panicking whether the extortion a.s.sault of a little while ago had already come out. However, the girl lifted the hem of her priestess clothes with a smile that let a shudder run rather than cast attack magic.

"Do you want to play with me?"

Seeing the white, slender, but moderately fat, soft-looking thighs, the men swallow their spit involuntarily.

"He, hehee, I didn't know the saint was selling not just healing magic but also herself"

In the general public, it is not allowed to touch the saint who walk on the flip road, but now it is possible to embrace the pretty, neat saint. The men were excited by the fact and disappeared into the dark of the alley while being invited. And──

"""Aaaa───!!"""

The men's heartbreaking cries echoed through the darkness of the night.

Even after a few days of absence, the temple of the G.o.ddess was quiet. Although the fatal wounded are transported, they cant pay the high medical expenses, so the wounded and the sick wont come and a few of the ardent believers also move away from their feet. And the king of Tigris hasn't responded yet.

"Slow, we're going to wait forever!"

"They were forbidden to resurrect the dead. He is anxious and probably can't sleep at night.……"

The priests murmur unconvinced and didn't notice their blunders. Indeed, being deprived of the sense of security of being revived even if they die casts a shadow of great anxiety on the people of the city. That being said, they were buying too much hostility so much that the people wouldn't want to give in to the teaching of the G.o.ddess. There were many fans who appealed for a thorough anti-war, saying that it would be better for them to be buried in the tombs, than to squeeze themselves and succ.u.mb to the G.o.ddess who removed Reno. Besides, there was also a reason that the resurrection ban had not been thoroughly enforced.

"d.a.m.n it, he got away again"

The priests, who had suffered minor injuries to their forehead and limbs, came back to the temple as they spurned a curse.

"He got away, carrying a corpse?"

"Yeah, we found him hidden in a carriage......when we tried to hold him down, all the people around him threw stones and he ran away in the middle of it"

The priests applied healing magic to their disgruntled colleagues in sympathy. The resurrection ban is limited to the temple of the Kingdom of Tigris. So, if you bring a corpse to the temple of a distant town before it rot, it was possible to receive resurrection magic. Of course, Cardinal Cranklum sent a letter to the nearby temples and ordered that the people of Tigris are not be revived. However, unlike a big city with dozens of priests, temples in a town where bishops live alone, there is a chronic shortage of funds and a deep relations.h.i.+p with the residents, so they cannot refuse a request for resurrection. In addition, many bishops who were dispatched to a small town were drop-ers who were kicked out of the road of success. The cardinal, who was the master of the great temple, had something in mind, so they had no intention of obediently listening to the order. The priests who grew up in the small world of the great temple didn't know the subtleties of the world like this.

"Did Lord Cranklum's plan to defeat the asmodians and bring Tigris to its knees?」

"From the very beginning, if we were to ask for your help……"

"You guys, you're profane!"

The older priests scold the young priests who leak bearish remarks. Sanctine, who was silently looking at them, turned out to be tired of the barren communication and put her hand on the doork.n.o.b.

"I'm going out"

She walks along the boulevards of the city, while four priests escort her. The eyes of the people who got stuck in the figure were sharper and harder than needles.

"Because of her, Reno-chan......"

"I heard that, that rumor?"

"Ah, I guess she's a strange pervert with a face"

Although the priests frowned grimacily to the bad mouths that are here and there, the smile of the Saint didn't move as if it is glued. When Sanctine smiles at the housewives who gossip about her, the bad looks like a bad face let them run away quickly. When she matched her eyes with a strong man who was looking at her, he also escaped quickly.

(The mediocrity that was not chosen is noisy)

What comes to mind in Sanctine which is hidden behind her smile is the indifference towards the mensmen who have neither talent nor beauty nor faith. As the Saint who has strong magical power she was a chosen hero. All those people have to do is to ask and wors.h.i.+p her. A feeling of pleasure that can be admired in the same way as G.o.ddess Erezonia. That's why she behaved like a saint. She didn't hate flowers, the pretty little bear she killed or her red beautiful dress, but she needed to do it to become a holy woman who is described as clean, pure and equally for the sake of the people.

"......It's frustrating"

Sanctine mutters so that it cant be heard by the surrounding priests. Up until now, everything was working well. As written in the scriptures and said by the director, if she follow Cranklum's command, everyone will praise and honor her, but why does it not work in this city?

"It's because of that child"

Unbelievable that her naiveness and failure of the policy are inconspicuous, Sanctine hates the girl who has been incised. Black long s.h.i.+ny hair. Gentle red eyes deeper than ruby. Without fear of blood and diseases she healed many people with her white little hands and a wonderful big smile as well as her lovely voice like a canary and let the adorable voice resound like a canary—her feet were naturally on the outskirts of the city. However, that ugly girl shouldn't be here anymore. When Sanctine looked around, a surveying engineer or someone with a deep robe painted something on the ground, whether it was a reinforcement work of the castle wall or not and there was also a young bard playing the lute in front of children on the side.

"Pity, the kindness of the evil witch caught the kind-hearted maiden Reno"

"Don't lose, Reno-chan!"

"Reno-chan, do your best"

The children were excited and cheering up, but the song was clearly to blame Reno's kidnapping and Sanctine.

"You, insulting us!"

Seeing the angry priests running up, the children cry and run away.

"It's the evil cult, if you get caught you will be burned!"

"Aren't you brave and get rid of them!"

"You guys are going to say......!"

The priests try to chase the children who run away. In order to block them, the bard stands up and complains.

"Did you not get bored just by crus.h.i.+ng my top customers, you also get in the way of my service to children?"

The young bard was paid very well by Reno and her companions and he was inspired to make new music, but now he looked very sorry. However, the priests who hated the floating work, such as bards, had their faces reddered and yelled.

"Do you know what it will be like to be silent, to show the art of falling down and to beg for money?"

"......He, you call me a beggar"

The business smile freezes and the eyes of the bard sharpens.

"The way of the temple, which was forced to praise the G.o.ddess, was out of love......remember what happens if you insult us."

All that said, the bard walked out of the city just because there was no use in such unpleasant places.

"Huh, you seem like a beggar"

The priests snort and laughed, but the robber-like surveyor who was listening to the story had a pale face and prayed for well-being. In this world where neither television nor radio and even the internet exist, only merchants and bards can bring information to other countries and cities. Talking about the city and scenery of a foreign country that has never been seen in a light voice, active heroes and the romance of a princess who let your heart beat, to people who are not even uncommon and dont left their country during their whole lifetime. As well as narrators and idols, bards are journalists who bring information about the world to different places. And because of the tough work they do with their own skill, the unity of the bards is very strong, actively exchanging popular songs and rumors. In other words, the priests turned the ma.s.s media that dominated this world into an enemy by their unwilling remarks. There are many anecdotes that convey the power and fear of the song, as there are stories of heroes who are threatened with disseminating the reputation of themselves and their best friends by the bards and are deprived of their genius and finished the end of their work. Like the children, the priests have no idea of it.

"Sanctine, it's only offensive to be in such a place, let's go back to the temple"

"Rather than that, why not ask for the king who doesn't reply?"

"I understand"

Sanctine makes a live reply and as said, goes to the royal castle. However, having returned from a usual minister in the reception room was a hold as usual.

"I'm sorry, but His Majesty isn't in a state to see the saint nor to reply by his own will......"

In addition, the took the issue about a disease as a s.h.i.+eld, but the face of the minister wasn't so specific and there was an slight upset as if the whereabouts of the king were unknown.

"Hey, what are you hiding?"

"I´m not hiding anything, I──"

In front of the scene in which a priest asks the minister, Sanctine stands up with a bored face.

"I'm going home"

"Sanctine-sama, but......"

Sanctine went out of the reception room without replying to the priests. When it comes to a merit worthy of a saint, the defeat of the devil king, who had such a strong sense of mission, is now all empty. The faces of the priests who follow her are overshadowed by her emptiness of lost motivation.

"The state of the situation recently is strange. What the h.e.l.l happened?"

"If it is true that the rumor of the town is......"

"No way!? No, but then there are places where there are points......"

Their voices reached the ears of Sanctine, but no reaction. What occupied her heart was the face of the enemy who she should have succeeded in exclusion.

"......I guess I'm jealous"

Not knowing why Reno's smile soared her chest, Sanctine forgot to smile even with a smile that she usually shows and squeaked his teeth.