Rachel couldn't help but hum as she imagined Medea soon being abandoned by everyone in the kingdom and submitting to her.
Rachel strolled pleasantly through the cottage house.
Then she checked to see if the 'plan' the warlocks had prepared was still working.
Rachel smiled and lay down on her soft, luxurious bed, thinking.
'It's almost time. As soon as the Knights Templar arrive, they will immediately put their plan to throw Medea into the mud.'
Heh heh.
A faint hum came out again.
***
The gate of the Royal Palace of Valdina.
"Hey! Hey!"
A group of knights on white horses arrived at the palace gates, raising a cloud of dust.
"Your Highness, we have arrived."
"Here it is. It has been a long and distant journey. Where would a servant refuse to go, but why did the goddess choose such a lowly country?"
The old priest who got out of the white carriage frowned. His polite speech was full of authority.
"Welcome to the visit of High Priest Paul and the Knights Templar to Valdina."
A slender, handsome man wearing glasses greeted them at the palace gate. It was Sissair.
"You must be Sir Sissair. Thank you for your hospitality."
The commander of the Knights Templar noticed him first and greeted him, but High Priest Paul frowned.
'He is the young prime minister of Valdina.'
Under the leadership of this young man, the nomadic peoples of the plains and the foreigners of the seas were absorbed into Valdina without difficulty.
On the way to the palace, Paul was quite surprised by the bustling streets of Valdina, and for some reason, he felt a little embarrassed.
'Even so, it's still a small country.'
Those pyramid-like guys who think they're real sharks just because they went with the flow for a little while.
He forced his aching back to straighten up from the bumpy carriage ride.
And he cast a sharp glance at the Knights Templar following him. It was a warning to them not to show any signs of foolishness.
It was necessary to show the power of the holy nation that served the goddess to the blue Valdinian.
"Where is the Saintess?"
High Priest Paul ignored Sissair's greeting and asked him directly.
The words and actions of the high priest, who suddenly started looking for the Saintess's whereabouts, seemed to have no intention of hiding his attitude of ignoring Valdina.
Sissair asked back with a smiling face.
"High Priest, are you here as a representative of the Holy Nation, or as a mere priest of the temple? If you answer first, I think I can answer your own question."
He was smiling, but it was impossible to tell what kind of eyes the young minister had behind his sunglasses that reflected the sunlight.
"This..."
"Wouldn't this meeting be meaningful if both parties's intentions were clear?"
Paul hesitated for a moment but soon suppressed his anger. It was none other than the return of the Saintess. Since Valdina had found the Saintess first, the odds were against him.
"Oh my, this old man is out of his mind. Where is the King of Valdina?"
"..."
Sissair just stared at the High Priestess and the Knights Templar without answering. Even his face, which never lost its smile, seemed confident.
The silence grew longer.
"Look here..."
Paul became increasingly anxious. What if Valdina were to use his rudeness as an excuse to refuse to hand over the Saintess?
'Then how can I face His Holiness? I can never leave the Saintess behind!'
He tried to soothe Sissair with a smile.
"You must understand. Don't you know very well how long our holy nation has waited for this miracle?"
"Sir, please forgive my rudeness. I have been running nonstop from the Holy Land."
The commander of the Templars also spoke up.
"Yes. I completely understand. We too were delayed in our return journey because we had to deal with the demons that continued to appear even after the wave. If not, we could have contacted you earlier..."
Sissair, who had been clicking his tongue as if he felt sorry, shrugged his shoulders.
"Well, who would have imagined that the Saintess would receive revelations in the
'Territory of Baldina'?"
He felt a subtle pressure. Paul nodded, noticing the hidden meaning between the lines.
"Of course. I will return to the Holy Land and immediately inform the Continent that the Saintess's presence has been confirmed. The representative of God has descended from the land of Valdina."
"..."
"It's a promise made with God in mind. How can you not believe it?"
"That may be so. However, as representatives of each country, I, the high priest, and myself, shouldn't we first clearly define the scope of the promise?"
"Then, let me see the Saintess first..."
'They're like those tough northerners.'
Paul tried to push his idea forward somehow but was stopped by Sissair's speech.
"Yes, the High Priest also understands the urgency of the matter. So, please come here."
When Paul came to his senses, he had entered the administrative palace.
A few hours later.
"Your Eminence, did it end well?"
Only after reaching an agreement regarding the Saintess was he finally able to be released from the prime minister's office.
"Then can we go see the Saintess now? High Priest...?"
The Templar stopped in his tracks when he saw Paul, who looked much older than when he had entered. His wrinkled face had turned pale as if he had been sucked by a vampire.
"It'll end well! Those damn bastards' stomachs will be full of snakes!"
Paul, who had been completely stripped by Sissair, let out an unpriestly angry rage.
***
Still, those Valdina guys are perceptive.
Cottage house.
The high priest was secretly satisfied that the splendid accommodations rivaling those of a palace meant that Baldina had not treated the Saintess with contempt.
'But the atmosphere is a bit, how should I put it. It's also a bit rough...'
Although the elegant building and the beautiful surrounding landscape were in harmony like a painting, a strangely gloomy atmosphere grated on Paul's nerves.
'Tsk tsk. The air in the palace is so murky that Valdina must have remained a small country in the outskirts until now.'
He had harbored antipathy towards this country from the beginning, and he stepped inside, thinking it was the gloominess peculiar to the Valdina royal family.
"Oh. Holy One. I, Paul, have now seen your apparition."
Paul, who had been waiting so long to see the Saintess, completely shook off the humiliation he had suffered at the hands of the young minister of Valdina.
The Saintess was just as they had imagined. Her gentle smile warmed the hearts of those who saw her and her clear eyes were filled with a pure soul.
"I...I don't know yet. Am I worthy of this kind of hospitality..."
Every gesture was filled with humility and kindness. In addition, the powerful white holy power blossomed from the tips of her delicate fingers, so there was nothing more to see.
'If the power emitted during the first awakening is at this level, it will become even more powerful after undergoing doctrine and training! Our holy nation can once again seize hegemony over the continent!'
As the Pope's power weakened over time, even the temple was very worried.
He is barely maintaining his position as the second-in-command of the continent, competing with Katzen, but Valdina is also coming in to attack him.
So, the Holy Nation had no choice but to treasure Rachel's appearance. It was a long-awaited opportunity to use the Saintess to increase their influence on the continent.
"What are you talking about? The Saintess defeated the ghouls and purified the magic. That is a power that only the representative of the goddess can possess."
Paul shook his head violently as if he had heard a rumor that the sun would rise in the west.
His heart swelled greatly.
"We will welcome you to the Holy Land. His Holiness the Pope and a million priests of the temple are eagerly awaiting you."
"Just a moment. Even if I go, I want to say goodbye to those who welcomed me. The King of Valdina... Including His Majesty... hmph."
At that moment, Rachel suddenly stopped talking. Her beautiful eyes grew as big as lanterns as if she was utterly surprised.
And then she lost consciousness.
"Saintess! Is there no one here? The Saintess has fallen!"
Paul, startled, cried out while holding Rachel as she fell. Then he noticed the bandages wrapped around her arms, which were turning red.
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