Banquet (1)
Still, it’s not too late
After looking around the room through the window of the inn I was staying in, I nodded my head in satisfaction, realizing that there was no sign of anyone entering.
That’s quite enough…
smart.
…wasn’t good.
If I was a little late, it would have been over!
As soon as I entered the room, I broke into a cold sweat at the sound of a knock coming from outside.
If I had had a longer meeting with the emperor, I might have heard the voices of people searching for me inside the palace by now.
“Come on in.”
I quickly adjusted my clothes and answered in the calmest voice possible.
I am an ideal saint who has never done anything that should not be seen by others. Now I wake up in the morning, put on my clothes and say my morning prayers…
In the middle of self-hypnosis, the maid who knocked came in and saw me awake and gave a surprised face for a moment.
“You’re already awake today.”
Come to think of it, last night I stayed up all night writing letters and today I stayed up all night meeting the emperor.
As a maid, you’d think I woke up early, but I never slept.
It’s not a stage where physical abnormalities appear thanks to the divine power, but somehow the mind feels tired.
Why? I’m a person whose dream is to play, eat, and stay out of bed as much as possible. Why do I have to work so hard, staying up all night for two nights?
I was suddenly depressed.
The maid, who was looking at me like that, suddenly showed a surprised aura and then opened her mouth with a very cautious expression.
“Are you feeling unwell?”
I’m not in a good mood.
I replied while shaking my head.
“are you okay.”
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Look back at the rumor that the saint’s condition is poor. No matter how much the barber says he can’t cut his hair, if the priest, and that’s not enough, because the saint has a cold or something like that, and he’s complaining about not being able to cure it, all kinds of different things about my ability will come out right away.
Or, conversely, a strange rumor spread that I had a very serious illness.
Come to think of it, without even realizing it, I have now become a body that cannot even feign illness.
Why are you really doing this to me?
The maid still looked worried after hearing my words, as if my feelings were revealed in a subtle way.
“A person like me may not be able to understand the agony of the Holy Son, but he is surely walking on the right path.”
If working overtime for two straight nights is the right way, I just want to walk the wrong way…
I don’t know why, but the maid, who decided that I was in a bad physical condition, gave me such advice, and then brought out the reason for visiting me and asked my intentions.
“I came to see you because I thought it would be good to get up a little faster for today’s schedule, but I think it would be good to take a break for now. If you don’t mind, may I use ice to steam your eyes?”
Is my appearance that serious?
Concerned with the maid’s repeated worries, I unconsciously turned my gaze to the mirror in the room, and only then did I realize what the problem was.
It wasn’t to the point of causing objection, but my eyes were red and inflamed.
It was not difficult to guess the cause.
I stayed up all night for two nights, and even put on a show to shed some tears at the meeting with the emperor, so it was a natural result. In the end, I failed to shed tears.
The aftermath of the failure of lacrimal gland stimulation appears like this. That’s why I can’t believe it even if my body is fine.
I said, using my divine power to restore the bloodshot eyes around my eyes to normal.
“I showed you a not-so-good side. I’m really fine. I’m so ashamed of myself, but can you keep it a secret?”
Due to the extension of the rumor that the saint was in poor health, if there were rumors that the saint was in poor condition with his eyes wide open, it was obvious that bad rumors would circulate, so I asked the maid.
Fortunately, during the last two days of writing the letter, the maid nodded her head heavily as if she would never reveal it, perhaps because she had a good impression of it.
“I won’t tell anyone. By the way… would you like to rest until the banquet begins in earnest?”
I didn’t understand the maid’s words for a moment and stood still.
When talking to the emperor, my head didn’t turn quickly, probably because I used up too much mental energy.
A banquet…?
As I thought about it, I remembered the obvious fact that the eve of the conferment ceremony and banquet yesterday, and the celebratory banquet for the members of the expedition, including me, were prepared from today.
Today, I can’t blindly reject others who approach me, including nobles, so didn’t I lock myself in this room yesterday through the letter shield to reduce the time of suffering?
ah…
When I thought about it, I suddenly regretted having just treated my eyes with the Holy Law.
To be honest, staying up all night for two days is not feigning illness.
If I just stand there with veins around my eyes because I’m in pain, wouldn’t the princess tell me to rest?
Just because you safely fooled the Emperor, who is close to the final boss, does not mean that you can easily cook the nobles below you.
Of course, dealing with individuals would be easier than dealing with the emperor, but the thought of having to deal with countless nobles from now on made my head hurt.
In my mind, I wanted to take as much time as possible as the maid said, take a break and spend less time in the banquet hall, but that wasn’t something I could do on my own.
There is a joke that the main character appears late, but in reality, if the person in charge does not show up at a banquet held for someone, the appearance of the banquet becomes very strange.
If you show up late to such an important banquet on the excuse of being unwell, rumors about the saint’s boycott of the banquet organized by the imperial family will come out first before rumors about the saint’s abilities can be heard.
You can’t help but think that it was intentional for a person the size of a saint to procrastinate about the imperial banquet.
The religious people might like it because they can create an excuse for division on their own.
It’s never okay for me to voluntarily do something that they might like.
“No. Everything can proceed according to the original schedule.”
When I said that, suppressing the desire to bury my face in the bed right now, the maid nodded while making a worried expression and left the room.
Now all that remains is to eat, dress up, and be taken to hell.
As I was thinking about that, I suddenly remembered the time when I was waiting for the princess’s visit at the church.
It was a very hardcore schedule to dress up to the fullest in the morning, put on extremely stuffy clothes, leave it for a few hours, and then meet alone with the person who had the intent to kill me.
Right after I was reincarnated, I endured with only one thought of wanting to live in a state of ignorance.
Compared to back then, it’s still better.
I’m not trying to meet someone who wants to kill me. The environment around me isn’t as suffocating as the church’s headquarters.
I thought so and closed my eyes for a moment.
Yes, it’s fine if you keep getting better than in the past.
* * *
So… who the hell are you?
The fool who thought that this banquet would be better than a private meeting with the princess. Could it be me?
I wanted to grab myself by the collar a few hours ago, when I was optimistic about the situation as I watched a banquet taking place in a building in the imperial palace that was as splendid as the palace where I was currently decorated and even larger than that.
I should have come up with an excuse to fall in somehow or at least prepared for it. What would I do if I left it to the future me because it was annoying to roll my head at the time.
Come to think of it, even when I was alone with the princess, the only thing I was relieved about was that I didn’t have to attend the welcome party prepared by the church to welcome the princess.
To think I had forgotten that. I must have relaxed quite a bit unconsciously.
I tried to let out a small sigh, but I swallowed a sigh and looked around at the thought that even such an appearance could be noticed by the people around me.
It’s been a long time since the princess and the princess who entered with me were almost taken to another place.
Princess, you said you would protect me!
At first, when the time was right, I picked up the princess with the visiting princess and headed to the banquet hall.
According to the simple common sense I heard from the princess before entering, if it is a general social banquet, one would enter as an individual or form a family relationship or a male and female relationship.
Me, the princess, and the princess are key figures in the expedition that resolved this situation, and in a way, they are also members of the next generation who will lead the next generation.
Until then, I thought that the princess’s shield would work. Up to now, if the princess was by her side, most people could be defeated, and the princess’s union was a strong combination that had a track record of expelling annoying cardinal grandsons from the church. .
Why the hell did he think the banquet held in the imperial palace was on the same level as playing house?
As soon as I entered the banquet hall, the eyes of the people who were focused on me were very fierce.
If the gazes I encountered at the academy had many emotional eyes filled with emotions such as longing, envy, envy, and jealousy, there were many people here that were close to the eyes of a beast hunting prey.
It’s not the kind of look that nobles shouldn’t make, it’s like the look that humans shouldn’t make.
Fortunately, most of those eyes weren’t looking at me.
At first, it seemed that the nobles approached and greeted the party as if conducting a search battle, but when they came to their senses, our party was already separated from each other surrounded by a group of different nobles.
It was such a natural flow that the aristocrats all wanted to squeeze it.
In fact, this flow was not completely incomprehensible.
It makes no sense that nobles want to have friendship with us because they admire us for solving great things.
Of course, he would do something like that because he would want something from the party that smelled like sweet power.
And although they were grouped under the category of expedition, the combination of the imperial princess, the human saint, and the elven princess had different directions of power.
Therefore, those who wanted something in the imperial family approached the princess, and those who wanted something in the elven kingdom approached the princess, and the nobles who approached were naturally divided.
Me? If you think about it common sense, it’s common for me to be approached by people who want something in the church.
However, there are many corners that are not very comfortable for those who want something close to the church to approach.
Of course, in addition to that, I have many useful features such as the title of saint and useful divine power, but when I looked at my political position, I was in a position that was difficult for nobles to approach easily.
Of course, I didn’t feel this way until the letters started pouring in. Rather, I had a strong feeling that I was trying to create a kite somehow and compare it to my ability and position.
However, after the emperor gave a joke at the conferment ceremony, the feeling changed a lot.
Was it because he casually responded to the emperor’s joke and was perceived as having a close relationship with the emperor?
First of all, he has the title of saint, which has not been seen in human society for hundreds of years, and his attitude seems to have a friendly relationship with the imperial family rather than the church. It is natural that it is difficult to decide how to treat me as I have also acknowledged me as an equal by expressing my intentions.
When it comes to matching partners, I think I should treat myself as if I were the king of a country, but humans are proud to be the emperor of an empire, but they can’t treat me like a king, so it’s a very difficult problem.
Even if I set aside things that are difficult to approach due to the ambiguity of my position, the princess is right next to me when I make a request to the imperial family through me, and the princess is right next to me when I go through me to make a request to the kingdom. It is unclear whether it will be able to exert an influence.
If you are a noble who wants to do something with the church in the first place, you will already know that the relationship between me and the church is not as good as you think because you are already in touch with the upper line of the church.
When I first guessed the situation going back, I called for joy inside.
In the imperial family, where the nobles were unable to maintain a sense of distance and held the banquet with only moderate greetings, to be precise, if the emperor participated, greeted appropriately, and then disappeared, I thought that I would be able to join them and leave quietly.
The failure of my happiness circuit was that I forgot that the uninvited guests occupied a very proud place here.
Nobles who want to join the imperial family and nobles who are interested in the kingdom are far away from each other, and even those who want to join the church tilt their heads in doubt that I am not rotten, so who is going to approach me? .
Maybe I want my saint’s ability itself, or there’s something wrong with the title of my saint.
If it was the former, it would probably be someone sick in the family, but since there are many priests in the world besides me in the first place, there will be very few nobles who need my skills right away unless there is something special like the lady I saved.
Then, who is interested in the title of my saint?
After the long escape from reality, I checked the faces of those who had gathered in front of me again.
“Saint Ronan. It seems like he shines even more while I haven’t seen him. Now, even if he is recognized by Orion-sama, no one will doubt.”
“From the day we first met, I had a hunch that a day like this would come soon. I’m really thrilled.”
Cardinals, cardinals, archbishops, archbishops, and in the meantime, the shadowy guy is like seasoning…
Why did you pull out the root of the headquarters of the church?
My head hurt when I was looking at the many high-ranking priests of the Orion Church and the somber aura that swayed behind them.
Who would be interested in my saint title?
They tried hard to strike down with the title of probationary saint and set up the minimum safety device, but they ignored all of that and proved it with their actions, ruining the church and running away.
It was.
Now, for the first time, I formed an expedition, and since a saint was essential to solving this situation, I intuitively felt faster than anyone else, bowed my head to me, formed an expedition, and successfully completed this expedition… He was surrounded by people from the church who had entered.
The biggest problem was that, on the surface, that was not wrong.
It’s really dizzy.
