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Swayed by the unexpected remark, I inadvertently conveyed the question in my heart to the princess.
“That…Azalea-sama was my escort?”
Escort? It’s forbidden to operate private escort knights in the academy.
In a space where more than half of the nobles are occupied, each individual is a Howine attendant, so how the hell will they manage it when they start putting people in?
I thought it was a natural question, but the princess gave a hurt expression.
Don’t look so hurt!
It’s me who is unfortunate!
Who the hell would think that an imperial princess would break the rules and stand up as an escort!
“Then why did you think I was doing this?”
I quickly shook my head.
There’s no way the princess would escort me 24 hours a day anyway. If that was the case, the Imperial Knights would have been deployed.
Then, rather than a real escort, I’m saying that I need the princess’s face and reputation, and an excuse to stick with me.
…
Do I need an external appearance to promote that I am already this close to the saint while blocking the approach of others who will reach out to me?
So to put it simply,
“As a favor to me?”
this is it!
“That…isn’t wrong.”
The princess has a complicated face. Isn’t it?
“Are you having a hard time believing me?
“No! I don’t mean that.”
The princess looked at me, forgetting what she was trying to say, perhaps surprising that I raised my voice.
I’m baffled too. I don’t know why our partnership is being tested all of a sudden. Escort isn’t just an excuse? Am I wrong?
“If you say escort, it seems too far away. Can’t it be at least seniors and juniors?”
The words I thought of with all my might were like that, ‘Business is too hard. Shall we start with friends?’ It was a line of unknown meaning that could only appear in youth comics.
Still, considering the position of the princess, I don’t think I had many real friends during my school days.
“Senior and junior.”
I don’t know if it’s fortunate or unlucky, but at those words, the princess was taken aback.
“Yes. I’m a little longing.”
Still, when I said that in order to somehow end the situation, the princess tried hard to twitch the corners of her mouth and clear her throat.
“I’m glad Ronan Saint isn’t doubting my skills.”
I’m a little worried about the princess who falls for these words.
“It just went well. Now that we’ve come this far, let’s go see the martial arts training site. Since viewing is allowed here in the first place, there shouldn’t be any problem.”
No, one of the fields I would never choose is martial arts.
The high-spirited princess led me into the Colosseum.
For a moment, I thought that there were a lot of people in the audience besides those in class in the center in a wider interior than I thought.
“Kalliuuu!!”
Inside the Colosseum, Gorg, the leader of the Dwarf Priests and the leader of the knights, was just about to send a man flying high into the sky.
…what the hell is that guy doing over there?
“Did Gorg-sama be invited as a martial arts instructor?”
“At least I don’t know…”
Of course, I thought it wouldn’t be, but I asked the princess like that with the feeling that it was only one, but the princess was just looking at the stadium with an absurd face.
“Oh, little saint! Are you interested in martial arts too?”
The leader of the Dwarf Knights, who noticed us like that, gestured loudly as if to come down here.
No, I just want to look around a little bit here.
However, the situation where the eyes of the knights were already focused on me at the loud cry of the knight commander.
Inevitably, the princess and I went down to the center of the arena.
“Thanks for the teaching, Lord Gorg!”
While descending, the person who had fallen to the ground while flying in the sky had risen before he knew it and was greeting the knight commander.
Are you very old-fashioned for a student?
No wait… the position is not a student…
“Hmm, you’ve got a pretty good temper too. You must be an instructor at this filthy big academy.”
You are an instructor.
The princess, who had been observing the situation while I was in awe at the knight commander, who was spouting absurd things for granted, intervened and developed the story.
“How is Lord Gorg here?”
“Self-discipline and discipline are one of the greatest virtues. The kids here are worthy of my respect.”
While doing so, the knight commander banging on the chest of his own armor.
That’s not the answer to the question of why you’re here.
At Gorg’s words, looking around at everyone except for the instructor, the students, who were still young, all covered in dust, were staring longingly at the knight commander.
I see, you guys have already been beaten in the air once.
To be able to harbor admiration for someone after suffering something like that is a way of thinking that I really can’t understand.
“Lord Gorg, who was passing by, came in to teach us a lesson.”
When the instructor standing next to her added that, the princess made a complicated face.
“Is there a problem?”
“I’m really thankful that a knight the size of Lord Gorg is teaching me…”
You must be worried about what to do if the future pillars of the empire get badly stained.
Do you think this is a problem?
Of course, since you’re a paladin, you can’t say that you’re unreliable, so there’s nothing to say.
“By the way, what is the young saint doing here? If you want to learn martial arts, I can take care of it.”
While the princess hesitated, the goal of the knight commander became me before I knew it.
“Azalea-sama showed me where she graduated, so I accompanied her with no purpose. Thank you for your words, but I don’t think I’ll learn martial arts.”
“If you train your body, your faith will also increase. Didn’t God Orion tell you?”
Is the Church of Cariul a place where muscles are used as a measure of faith?
It just means that a healthy mind dwells in a healthy body, right?
“You’re right, but I’m not very good at using my body.”
“hahahahaha! That’s what you learn when you learn it!”
Why is this person so persistent? It’s like a hellhole that Helen wants to catch and exercise at a local gym.
“Sir Gorg. No matter how much you admire it, you cannot force your opinion on a saint.”
The princess seemed to sense my difficulties and intervened.
I really get help every time, Princess.
“On the contrary, I don’t think there’s any room for other people, especially unbelievers, to intervene in the affairs between me and the young saint.”
“I am currently serving as an escort for Saint Ronan. Also, the imperial family maintains strong faith in Orion.”
“Huh, the princess is the saint’s escort? A passing dog must be laughing.”
It took an instant for the atmosphere to cool down.
“Is it okay if I take those words as a disrespect for the imperial family?”
“Can you prove in front of me that you did not dare to lie about your religious beliefs?”
I don’t know how it could lead to catastrophe in an instant like this.
If there is something you don’t like, isn’t it the intellectual way of thinking to have a conversation?
As the only intellectual of this era, I can’t understand the mindset of people in an era where it was natural to wield force if they made a mistake…
I wanted to escape from reality, but a fight might break out right in front of my eyes, but since one of the parties was the princess, I couldn’t ignore it.
Besides, isn’t the reason for the fight anyway because of me?
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In reality, it seems like a battle of pride between the Empire and the Church.
“Azalea-sama. Gorg-sama. I appreciate the attitude of the two of you who care about my future, but please stop. They have many eyes to see.”
Just look at me and do it in moderation. Aren’t you guys also people with social dignity?
Well, when I roughly refined my words, the princess felt a slight flinch.
On the other hand, the knight commander…
“No, little saint. This is a pretty important matter. Professing false beliefs is a great sin in itself.”
This person just has a crooked gaze and a fighting spirit towards the imperial family!
Worse than those cardinals who, in some senses, catch their pods with shady intentions!
“I will vouch for Azalea-sama’s faith. Please calm down.”
After the first conversation, the knight commander, who treated me like a saint, seemed to be somewhat shaken by those words.
“If you’re not too trustworthy, try it.”
No, I’m going this far, but why the hell…?
When the knight commander showed signs of calming down a bit, despite my best efforts to calm the situation, the princess said that and stepped forward again.
“I’ve heard a lot of stories about Lord Gorg’s prowess. How about testing his true intentions while educating younger students?”
I don’t understand at all how the hell a person’s sincerity can be found out through fighting, but what part of the knight commander liked the princess’s words?
“I like that spirit! For the first time, I like the princess!”
Suddenly feeling a little better, the knight commander quietly clenched his fists.
“The conditions are the same as those I taught a while ago. I will only use Baktujutsu, and I will not use any holy magic.”
“I’ll take a few lessons.”
As I watched the composition of the confrontation develop naturally like water flowing, the princess turned around and looked at me as I was resting my head on my forehead.
“I’m sorry for requesting a duel like this while claiming to be an escort. But considering the circumstances, I thought it was best.”
…The princess must have her own difficulties.
I didn’t even need to grasp the aura, but I was sincerely sorry, and I had nothing to say.
“Are you sure you can win?”
“…It must be difficult. Sir Gorg is close to the level of a master. Even if there are restrictions, I will be easy.”
What is the political situation in which you have to fight your opponent while foretelling your own defeat?
Really, this princess is also living a harder life than I thought.
“I just said I would guarantee Azalea-sama’s trust.”
“I’m sorry for wasting your efforts.”
You know, I know I tried to mediate.
“Since I’m the guarantor for Azalea-sama’s faith, there’s no problem borrowing my faith, right?”
“What the hell do you mean Saint Ronan?”
Instead of answering him, I closed my eyes and drew out the maximum amount of divine power possible without burden.
Originally, when it comes to being a priest, isn’t there something you have to do best besides plucking out angels or wings and putting on a show?
Party member buff.
When I applied a body buff to the princess using my own spelling techniques, a subtle scribe began to flow from the princess’s body.
“This…”
The princess tried to open and close her hands once or twice to see if she felt something, and then looked at me.
“That’s great. You mean this is a saint?”
What are you doing with such a great buff?
To be honest, it was difficult to imagine something as a party member buff, so I had a strong feeling that I hit it with divine power.
I got the feeling that it was not very good compared to the divine power that was put in because it was wasted so much, but for now, it’s the best, so there’s nothing I can do about it.
However, there is no need to say it in front of the person who received the buff.
“If you’re going to fight, shouldn’t you aim for victory?”
Whether you play a game or fight, once you start, you have to win. If you win, you’re an idiot, and if you lose, you’re an idiot.
When I said that, the princess, who made a dumbfounded expression as if she hadn’t expected such a sound to come out of my mouth, smiled slightly and held my hand.
A kiss on the stigmata that followed suddenly.
“I will repay the saint’s faith. Definitely.”
I-I’m glad you were motivated, but it’s a bit embarrassing to act like that in a crowd like this.
“Please step back a little.”
While I was panicking, the princess stood up again and turned to the knight commander and said so to me.
“Because it’s the first sensation I’m experiencing, I think it’s a bit difficult to control my strength.”
It’s a sudden thought…is the princess the main character in this world?
The back of the cloak fluttering while speaking lines is the main character anyone can see.
The next moment, in a moment that I didn’t even recognize, the image of the princess disappeared.
bang!!
A strong wind blew in the middle of the arena with a tremendous roar.
“Hmm…?”
The disappearing princess appeared in the middle of the arena and was slashing her sword at the knight commander, and the knight commander raised his hand in the shape of an X to block the princess’s sword.
I have no idea what it is.
“I’m asking just in case, but is this the real skill of the princess?”
“Absolutely, no. I feel like a superhuman.”
“Yeah…that’s right…”
The knight commander seemed to look at me for a moment, then turned his gaze to the princess again and started to smile.
No, I don’t know if you can call that a laugh.
As if she was going to die of joy, the corner of her mouth went up and her teeth protruded to the point where she was shining. Even empty words were not a beautiful sight.
Rather, it reminded me of a beast about to start hunting.
“I’m sorry I changed my words right away, but I’m going to stop doing it. I can’t blow an opportunity like this just in the name of doing it.”
By the way, once you block it, it seems to be stronger than you think, so watch him change his words right away.
“So you’re saying you’re going to withdraw your comments about the imperial family?”
“hahahahaha, don’t pay attention to trivial things that aren’t fun, Princess. Withdraw? You can do as much as you like. So enjoy a little bit. The miracle the saint showed off.”
After speaking, the knight commander slightly bent his legs and opened his hands appropriately, unlike before.
“Let me introduce myself once again. I am Gorg, the leader of the Iron Anvil Knights.”
After he finished speaking, something like hazy smoke began to flow from the body of the knight commander.
And the body begins to expand unreasonably.
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Like a dwarf, his body, which only reached the size of the princess’s chest, passed her head before she knew it and stopped when she grew to a body that exceeded 2m.
What kind of technology is that? What kind of principle is that armor?
“And it’s called Crushing Gorg!”
The fist of the knight commander, who introduced himself last, flew toward the princess.
thud.
It was blocked by the princess’s sword with a dull noise.
The difference in weight class is huge, but that’s blocking it. Actually, is the princess a tremendously strong person?
“The first heir to the throne of the Dennis Empire. Azalea Dennis.”
Such a calm voice flowed from the figure of the princess, whom I could only see from the back.
“Also, my name is Azalea, an escort knight who is currently serving as an escort for Ronan, the probationary saint of the Order of Orion.”
“A knight of the saint’s escort. It’s much better than a silly modifier!”
At the end of that voice, a huge storm began to rage in the arena.
