curse (1)
For some reason, I thought as I walked inside the academy wearing a robe that smelled better than usual.
Really, rich aristocrats who appear out of nowhere don’t give me sponsorships.
Perhaps you have adapted to this life to the extent that you can imagine such things.
I imagined it in a playful mood, but I didn’t really think it would come true.
After falling into this world, how many things have been fulfilled according to my wishes?
In the middle, I was busy fixing all sorts of nonsense.
Anyway, Orion-nim, you don’t seem to be particularly interested in the church, but you’re still like that.
As if he had understood my words, the incident happened very suddenly.
I was on my way home from class today.
At first, it was embarrassing to encounter priests of different races every day, but after a week or so, it was worth living, saying that humans are animals of adaptation.
Basically, the fact that the feelings they had for me was goodwill played a big role.
No matter how ferocious a beast is, if it wags its tail at me, it looks cute. It was still annoying to think that it might change suddenly and try to eat me.
However, an incident happened right away, as if I didn’t like the way I was slowly adapting to a new environment and worrying like this.
In the meantime, the princess’s shield was more effective than I thought, and no other person in the academy had approached me yet, so I gradually forgot about the other people in the academy.
“Ronan apprentice saint! Please take your time!”
Saying that, there was someone who stood in the way of the princess and me.
Haren Thorpe.
I could recognize at a glance that he was a member of the ‘powerful family’ that the princess talked about in passing.
It wasn’t just about standing in front of the princess and me without hesitation, because it was a castle in my memory.
It was a name I passed on because I thought it would have nothing to do with me because it was a person at the top of the aristocratic caste who decided to take a passive approach, but it wasn’t difficult to remember.
That’s also true, because the name of the Duke of Thorpe has been a name I’ve heard painfully over the past few days.
‘The daughter of the Duke of Thorpe who suffered from an incurable disease that even the Orion Church gave up.’
“Please, please heal my sister!”
Didn’t you say you were visiting to ask the priests of different races? Or did you already contact them and fail?
It is not difficult to guess the story.
Could it be that the duke’s family lacked the amount of money they could give to the church?
However, if the church gave up on treatment, either it was deliberately not treated due to political reasons… or it could not be treated.
Either way, it’s not hard to guess the position the church would have taken if there were even rumors that they were asking priests of different races.
If the political reason is intertwined, of course to continue the political attack in the follow-up. If it really couldn’t be cured, to cover up the incompetence of not being able to treat a person in a church acting as God’s will.
It should be framed as if the young lady itself had a problem.
Perhaps if she was a mediocre family or a commoner, she would have been accused of being a cursed witch and burned at the stake.
“Saint, apprentice Ronan saint. If you are the true apostle of Orion, please heal my sister’s illness. If so, the Duke of Thorpe will absolutely support the saint’s actions from now on!”
How could you come up with such a mouth-watering offer.
If this was an official offer from the church, he would have thought of an excuse to evade it.
It’s a noble thing, but if I do my best, there’s a high chance that the church will eat most of the silli.
However, they have already been kicked out of the church, and they say they will support the ‘saint’, not the ‘church’, looking only for Orion?
This was a chance to secure my own support from among the nobles who did not go through the religious order, apart from what I was doing now.
It may not be that kind of thinking, but if there are already enough excuses to think separately from the church and me, I can induce it.
“Lord Haren. This kind of approach is disrespectful to both the church and the imperial family. Through due process…”
“Are you telling the truth, the princess? Are you saying that you forgot what kind of stigma the church branded on your sister? Can the royal family really treat us like this!”
“That’s not…”
The princess panicked at the sudden approach and tried to stop it, but the duke’s restraint only reacted like a wounded beast.
It looks like there is a deep friendship between brother and sister. Or is the stigma that the church put on his sister to deal a bigger political blow than I thought.
Either way, it’s a good story for me.
The more earnest the requester is, the greater the price offered.
The question is whether the church can succeed if it is me who has failed in the treatment.
The church failed and rather passed the responsibility to the patient, but I have to bear the risk that if I fail, my saint title may be damaged…
ah.
If I fail, I can pass the responsibility to the church. It’s impossible because I lack the teachings I learned in the church.
I appeal to the church that I and the church are one body, and reduce the risk of failure.
It wasn’t enough that they unilaterally proceeded with the meeting with the saint without going through them, so they couldn’t heal even with the power of the saint?
Anyway, in the church, they also failed treatment, but if I failed again, I would hit the duke just as much as the responsibility I passed on.
Then, it would be difficult for the duke and I to form a good relationship, but anyway, the duke’s main anger will be directed towards the church.
You will regard the saint as the leader of the church.
Even if it fails, if the church and duchy come to the conclusion that they fight more?
“Azalea-sama. It’s okay.”
I got away from behind the princess who finished the calculation and took a step forward.
“Ronan Saint. This is too one-sided. It’s rude enough. If you really need it, requesting a formal meeting is in order.”
“How can I say I’m carrying out Lord Orion’s will when I reject the help of someone who wants my help? The time has come for me to do my part.”
“…If you say so, then I have nothing to say.”
It is not easy to refute if you bring an old-fashioned principled story to the place where you originally examine the validity of political logic.
I took a step closer and looked at the noble standing in front of me.
“…”
Anger and distrust raged in those eyes to the extent that there was no need to look at the aura.
It’s not easy to have good feelings about me if you’re suffering from the cult.
The arrangement is understandable enough.
But I am also a person who prays day and night for the church to collapse. I think we can have a constructive relationship, but what do you think?
“Your sister is sick?”
“That’s right. It’s like Orion’s punishment, so he told me to give up. They said it was the price of turning away from faith. My sister was a faithful person to Orion. What do you mean?”
Since I was reincarnated, he was the person who most directly expressed his distrust of God, so it was quite fresh.
To be honest, I don’t know if you ask me. Is Orion-sama a nobleman who can do harsh things to innocent people? To tell you my personal opinion, I think it’s possible enough unless he died a violent death somewhere.
Ronan is a dead witness to that theory.
“I can’t believe it. Orion-sama doesn’t force faith in that way. Even if Haren-sama hates Orion, he still loves Haren-sama. That’s God’s love.”
“…”
Was it something I had never thought of?
The aristocrat who had been angry until now was looking at me with a face that was hard to believe.
I know. It’s a bottomless story.
“Then…then what the hell is my sister like?”
How do I know that? Aren’t you really suffering from an incurable disease that is difficult to cure with just divine power?
“Even for me, it’s not easy to understand Orion-sama’s intentions. However, the pain that your sister is experiencing is definitely not the same reason as Haren-nim said.”
“…Please. Could you look after my sister? I will apologize later for not following the proper procedures.”
Is it because I politely denied Orion’s theory of punishment for my sister?
the desired sea.
“Don’t obsess over things like that. That means Haren-sama is worried about your sister. Can you guide me?”
“Ronan Saint.”
The princess hurriedly interrupted when I said that I would follow the nobleman, but I had no intention of backing down.
In the long run, it will help the princess too.
Trust me. If you fail, you can’t help it.
“I’m sorry, Miss Azalea. But I can’t turn my back on someone who wants my help.”
“Your saint always makes me a bad person.”
“Don’t talk like that. Azalea-sama is a very kind person.”
This is sincere. The princess is really in the top 1% of personality. She is always taken care of.
“…I will summon the Imperial Knights. I can’t yield any more.”
That’s rather what I wanted. I looked into it, but I couldn’t cure it, so what if I tell the truth and the noble goes on a rampage?
“Do whatever you like.”
So, I started crossing the academy with the princess, the imperial knights, and the children of the Duke of Thorpe.
“What’s your sister’s name?”
“Helena…Helena Thorpe.”
“Have you been sick since birth?”
“No. My sister was a healthy person. When she was young, she and I ran around the hill behind the manor all day long.”
It’s a secret story that warms your heart just by hearing it.
…Let’s think good thoughts. Good thoughts. If I go that far, I’ll be within range.
“What does it mean to turn away from the faith?”
Silence passed between the nobleman and the princess for a while.
“My sister was more faithful to Orion than anyone else.”
After a while, the nobleman’s words were a bit different from my question.
“The Duke of Thorpe…”
The moment I wondered if it was such a sensitive question, the princess started talking.
“This is the dismissal of the 4 shamans of the imperial family.”
What is that great-looking word. Cool.
“And Lord Balian Thorp, the head of the household, is also a Master who is devoted to the Empire. But the relationship between the Empire and the Church is…”
Aha, that’s it.
If this is the case, is there a high probability that it is part of a political maneuver?
The aristocrat who was accompanying me looked at me and the princess alternately, as if it seemed strange that the princess was telling me the truth about herself.
I must have felt that I was not on the side of the church.
But if it’s that great of a family, wouldn’t it be better to sell grace?
At the very least, it’s okay to make her cling to the church while improving her symptoms in moderation.
Do you really need to be completely rude while talking about heaven?
There are circumstances beyond what I can imagine…or it seems to be really difficult to treat.
What kind of disease did he have? Since he is from an aristocratic family, is there a possibility that he was poisoned?
Because it is a cancer that often appears in fantasy novels, treatment techniques that increase regeneration only aggravate the progress of cancer.
No matter how much I thought of ways to reduce the risk, what if it’s really hard to treat? It’s best for me to succeed in treatment.
Orion, please help me just once.
While thinking of various assumptions, I was guided to a reception room where I was finally able to face the rumored young lady.
The young lady was very thin, perhaps exhausted from her long struggle with the disease, so she did not have the dignity or beauty that one would expect from a young lady from an aristocratic family.
But I didn’t have the time to take a closer look at the young lady’s appearance.
Among the brief information about the young lady that caught my eye, there was one phrase that stood out to me.
Curse of Divinity Reversal.
Wow, this flags something serious like curses. Very useful.
The escape from reality ended there.
…No, is it really cursed?
