༺ Delinquent Saintess (2) ༻
“Heading to the Chapel?”
Someone outside her expectation spoke up to her.
“Miru?”
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Miruam Elizabeth El Rath – her step-sister limped her way across with a fancy walking stick in hand. Unlike the Saintess Estelle, who was of a beautiful and pure white color, Miruam had a countenance and an appearance that could easily give her the title of the ‘Villainess of the Century’.
A venomous serpent.
Her hair and eyes were ominously red, and each of her gestures – both her arms and her legs – gave off an evil yet alluring charm.
Facing her younger sister who was completely different from her own self, Estelle remarked with a nonchalant grin.
“My cute little sister. Did you miss me?”
“Your tongue is as light as always, Estelle.”
It was Miruam who opened her mouth first after a short silence.
“You are still poking your nose into the Tower of Mages, aren’t you? For quite some time now.”
“Oh? Are you worried about someone? Tell me if you have an acquaintance. I will make sure that person gets special treatment.”
“Hmph.”
The Tower of Mages was one of Miruam’s key supporting factions. Even though someone else was capturing them, it was Estelle’s job to punish the mages as heretics.
Despite what she said, Estelle was fully aware that Miruam wasn’t concerned in the slightest about her supporters to the throne.
It was simply inevitable for the two of them to try to hunt each other down.
As long as Estelle stayed as the Saintess of the New Faith, and as long as Miruam stayed Miruam, there was no other option apart from the two of them colliding with one another. That was already past the realm of forgiveness and concession – it was simply intolerable.
Even the ‘succession to the throne’ was but a trivial matter for them. After all, the throne was just a part of the procedure and not their final goal.
“What brought you here?” asked Estelle. “I assume you wouldn’t have come all the way here just to say hi.”
“What do you want in return?”
“…”
“You know me, don’t you? I can do whatever it takes no matter the cost.”
It was a sudden offer and an abrupt statement about her wish but… Estelle immediately understood what she meant. That was natural because for a very long time, Miruam had only been aspiring for one goal and one goal alone.
Ahh, it seemed that she had found out already – a lot earlier than Estelle had been hoping her to.
“I wonder what you mean?”
“Estelle.”
She glared at her with a crimson gaze full of insatiable madness… Ever since 12 years ago, the eyes of her step-sister had been ever so fiery and ominous.
“You shouldn’t have done that. You shouldn’t have forgiven them. You don’t have the right to.”
“…”
“You know, if you changed your mind today, I would have been more than glad to scrape out one of my arms for you.”
“What do you…”
Miruam cold-heartedly turned her back to her sister as if that was the last chance she had.
“Miru…!”
“…”
Hearing that, Miruam halted her feet for a while. Facing her younger sister who at least heeded to her call and stopped for a bit, Estelle gave the most considerate statement she could give.
“On the way of the escort… is the grave of the late queen. If you don’t mind… I would be glad to give a prayer there.”
“Hah.”
Along with a cold sneer, Miruam turned her head back and said with a chilling gaze.
“I don’t need your god.”
Accompanying her words was a cold scoff full of certainty.
****
The escort convoy of the convicts prepared and ready to leave.
Normally, it wouldn’t make sense for the Saintess to personally leave with the convoy for the relocation of convicts but that in turn proved the seriousness of the matter at hand.
The convicts included the elder of one of the 7 cults of the Tower of Mages, Elder Morushtan of the Black Cult, along with Kang Ryun who attacked the probationary nun Hua Ran who was under the protection of the New Faith… Even aside from them, there was also the Chargers of the Cross, the secret ops of the Old Faith and those who were captured due to their human experiments.
All in all, there were too many monstrous criminals that they couldn’t afford to lose.
“Saintess, we are ready to depart.”
A holy knight who was dispatched from the headquarters of the New Faith, the Grand Chapel of Zeon, said to her while wearing a silver full-plated armor that had received a divine blessing.
15 holy knights from the Grand Chapel of Zeon, 50 war priests and sisters, 30 Grade 2 guardians employed through the Alliance as well as knights and soldiers of the kingdom.
“Isn’t this way too excessive?”
There were far too many people for it to be called an escort convoy of criminals. In fact, even though it was partially in preparation for the ‘attack’ that could happen to save the bigshots that were being escorted, it was more correct to say that most of them were here to protect Estelle, the Saintess and the 1st Princess, to make sure no injuries were to be made on the noble body of the lady with the most significant status in the entire kingdom.
“Apologies. It’s all to protect the Saintess…”
“Ahh~ yes yes. Right. Let’s just say that.”
Judging from his words, the knight seemed to be a newbie.
Despite her noble status as the Saintess and the princess, Estelle was like a carefree delinquent that did not care about rules.
However, it was nothing new for her to be so carefree and relaxed so no-one was surprised by her conduct. Instead, the holy knight that was tasked with guarding her, continued staring at her with an expectant gaze.
“What are you looking at?”
“Ah, umm… I was just hoping that… Saintess could give a prayer for the departure…”
Finding it extremely tedious, Estelle was about to let it slip but there were a lot of eyes on her including those from the holy knights. Sisters, priests, knights, mages… and even the horsemen leading the horses.
The prayers of Saintess Estelle create miracles.
It was a famous story known throughout the continent which was actually proven to be true.
‘With this many numbers… the effect won’t be so strong but…’
The child of miracles.
The Saintess who can communicate with the god.
Although she had a carefree and unrestrained personality, she still wasn’t the type to turn down the expectations and hopes of everyone.
At the center of their gazes, she locked her fingers and raised a prayer.
“I pray that warm sunlight will always be shining on you from above…”
As soon as she started her prayer, a brilliant curtain of light started to rise around her. Those that were enveloped by that light felt like their faces were being buried by something incredibly warm.
“Ohh, the prayer…”
“The Saintess is praying for us…!”
A prayer leading to the miracle of the prayer being fulfilled.
Praying for a safe journey unto a traveler would grant them a safe trip; peace and curation for those suffering from illness; small fortune to those hoping for wealth and protection and courage unto those setting off for a fight.
Saintess Estelle Hadassa El Rath.
The prayers of the saintess blessed by the stars was ‘almighty’.
“Oh god.”
“God…”
A miracle was giving them a warm embrace. Like a baby embraced by the arms of a mother for the first time, they were granted with the warm miracle of a god that was full of love and benevolence.
The people naturally believed in their safe future before the almighty blessing of that light.
This trip will end without a problem.
No disease could ever harm them throughout this journey.
The lord will watch over this path.
His defensive formation created a stone wall that was reinforced by mana to stop the flying mace.
Kung!
A deafening thud echoed from the collision. He was the strongest formation expert of the east. His stone wall was truly marvelous and was at the level of a thick steel wall but—
“Lord is watching over us, so carry your metal stick and strike them down. Do so and your enemies will be crushed like the failed artifacts of a potter.”
– Kwang!
Suddenly, the mace broke through all lines of defense as it pounced on them with a radiant curtain of light behind it.
“Feel fear as you praise the lord. Tremble and rejoice. The lord will release his fury and lay you to waste.”
Unlike the vicious words of her prayer, there was a bright and adorable smile on her face.
………
……
…
The situation was slowly turning for the worse.
One by one, the sinners were being rescued from the magic prisons and the holy knights and guardians, who were forming a defensive circle, were slowly being pushed back with Estelle in the middle.
Well, it was fine though because two of the most dangerous ones had already been dealt with.
“Saintess! It’s getting harder for us to hold the line of defense! You should run away at the very least… Huhp!”
The holy knight who had come looking for her with a horse in hand gasped for breath upon seeing the two headless corpses.
“How is it going?”
Despite her pure-white outfit and her beautiful face being drenched with blood, she nonchalantly raised her head for the question. The new holy knight looked at her with disbelief but he seemed to be the only one that was lost for words – one of the other holy knights gave a report.
“The damage isn’t that big so far thanks to your blessing but at this rate… it is certain that everyone will be killed except for you, Saintess.”
Thanks to the saintess blessing their journey and her prayer for the safety of everyone accompanying the trip, most of the holy knights and guardians were able to stay alive despite the sudden ambush.
However, there was a limit to her blessings. It was impossible for her blessings to keep a hundred people alive from the attack of thousands of enemies.
“It can’t be helped. We will now give up on the criminals and fall back.”
“Saintess!”
“We can’t…!”
“Human lives are the most important. It’s my fault for not expecting the Tower of Mages to be this aggressive.”
“It’s all due to our incompetence…!”
“That’s right, Saintess! Let us stay behind and fight till our last men!”
Facing the holy knights and priests that were tearing up from humiliation, Estelle slowly looked through their faces one by one.
Jerry, Jackson, Rudy and Erisa… Estelle knew the priests around her very well.
Because of that, one of them, who was looking straight into her eyes with utmost sorrow in his gaze… looked extremely odd.
“How strange. I know everyone around me but…”
She raised her mace. When she lifted it all the way to the sky, Rudy… the young priest turned pale.
“Who are you?”
– Slam!
The mace crushed apart the head of the young priest called Rudy. Blood splattered and pieces of the broken bones scattered everywhere… or at least that was what everyone was expecting.
“Huh?”
However, what scattered from the head weren’t warm pieces of flesh nor blood but cold chunks of steel.
The large chunk of metal that used to be Rudy started to melt down as if it was in a pit of lava and soon turned into the figure of a strange person.
『How did you find out?』
It was most definitely not the voice of a human and Estelle immediately had an idea of who it was that she was talking to.
Great Mage Adelene of Gold, the Lord of the Tower of Mages. It appeared that he had personally joined in for this attack.
“Rudy is a shy boy. He couldn’t even look straight into my eyes. I don’t need to explain why, do I?”
『…』
“Do I need to say it myself? Of course it’s because he likes me. Objectively speaking, I’m unrealistically pretty, aren’t I?”
She sounded like and was very much a narcissist. It was hard to believe that the Saintess, who loved herself more than the god, had destroyed the head of another person just because of an intuition.
However, what most were unaware of was that the intuition of the Saintess and even her seemingly reckless actions were supported by something more powerful than the likes of luck.
『Saintess of the heretics. I am the great mage, Lord of the Tower of Mages, Adelene of Gold.』
Adelene’s voice echoed across the area as the surroundings started to wobble and shake. The ground caved in; metals soared into the air as the bodies of the golems and chimeras crumbled down before combining into one large chunk.
Great mage of gold.
In other words, he was the one sitting at the peak of alchemy.
The result of his magic engineering gazed down at the world in the shape of an enormous giant.
“…That’s not at the level of a golem anymore, is it?”
“Saintess! You must escape…!”
Looking back, she belatedly noticed that all the black mages that were caught experimenting in their secret laboratories were researching topics related to giants.
It seemed that the Tower of Mages had been conducting experiments that were far more dangerous than what she had initially thought.
“All of you, run away.”
“Saintess! We can’t do that…!”
“Ah, seriously! I’m sure I won’t die so you all should just take care of your own lives!”
At last, the infuriated shout from the Saintess caused all the holy knights to shut their mouths.
They knew very well why the Saintess had no bodyguards, and why she allocated all the funds she received to intelligence instead.
She did not need to be protected.
If she were to use all of her prayers to protect herself, she would be able to escape unscathed even if the world were to divide into two.
It was a different concept and power to the Unbreakable Vajra Body.
The Saintess could never be injured.
She would never bleed in her life.
That unbelievable concept was like a divine rule etched into the world thanks to her prayers.
“Kuhk…! We will definitely come back with reinforcements!”
Blaming themselves for their incompetence, the holy knights started to escape along with the survivors.
『Not happening.』
The giant started to move and by the time anyone could realize it, there was already a large stone in its hand. It was already far too late for Estelle to stop it and… the large stone was flung towards the group that was escaping from the battle.
That stone wasn’t a normal piece of stone. It was one that was compressed and reinforced by the mage of gold.
As soon as it landed on the target, the stone imploded on them.
– Kwaaaaaaang!!
A storm and a deafening roar was created from the explosion. It was only obvious that no-one could survive from that colossal explosion but…
『Hmm?』
The soldiers and holy knights were on the ground after being shocked by the sound of the explosion but none of them were hurt. It was a miracle… Seeing that unfathomable sight, Lord Adelene turned the gaze of the giant towards the Sainess and spoke to her.
『Impressive that you can fully protect a group that big.』
Estelle raised her mace and let out a prayer of self-sacrifice.
“Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.You will be the lord’s friends if you do what he commands.”
O lord, please crush the enemy before us. With your blessings, I can smash a thousand heretics to death even with the jawbones of a donkey.
“In the name of the holy father, son and the spirit.”
Amen.
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