Even Though I was the Real Saint, I was Exiled—Which Means my Country is Over

Receive the box from Philip.

It's big enough for a woman to hold me with both hands.

"Can't you open it?

Ah.

When I asked, Philip began to explain.

"This is a treasure chest passed down from ancestors to generations. 'If there is anything, use what is in it.' But no one has ever been able to open it, and I don't even know what's inside."

And Philip shrugged his shoulders.

It is an old treasure chest.

It looked worn out, either because it had been exposed to the rain wind for a long time.

However, it is tightly sealed and it is unlikely to be opened easily.

"Can I give it a try?

"Of course."

I try to open the treasure chest with all my strength.

But...

"It's really hard....."

The treasure chest didn't even say goodbye and didn't even open it.

"This is going to be difficult."

"Isn't it?

I let go of the treasure chest once.

Hmm... was it originally designed to be difficult to open?

Or has it been left behind for a long time, and the box has broken naturally so you can't open it?

"Elaine, can I borrow some of your money?

"Here you go."

Douglas peeked at him with interest, so he gave him the chest.

On the other hand, I continue my conversation with Philip even further.

"Do you have any idea what's inside?

"That's right. But according to the legend," When the time is full, nature will be able to open the box "...."

"I see. Now might not be the time."

"Exactly. But it was just left in the village warehouse for a long time, and nowadays people don't take the legend seriously. Then I thought it would be a little more useless to give up what was right."

A long time ago?

That means....

"Couldn't the Virgin who visited here 200 years ago open it?

"Oh, I asked for it just like Elaine did. But the results were the same."

That's right.

If the Virgin can't open it, I doubt it will ever open it again.

I'm sorry about Philip, but I can't seem to keep up with expectations--

"It's open."

I thought so.

I was surprised to hear the Douglas voice, and everyone turned to you.

"Ah, it's open!?

I have an unexpected strange voice.

When I looked away, the treasure chest that I had just put so much effort into and didn't say no was open like a lie.

The Douglas said, "Did I do something strange?" and his face.

"Well, how did you open it?

"No... normally. Use your strength....."

When I heard that, I remembered the strange feeling that my shoulders had somehow relaxed.

"Strengthen me... so easily"

"Having said that, I haven't put much effort into it. That's why I didn't break the box. How about it, it's amazing."

Eh, Douglas got chest tight.

No... it's amazing, but if you open it so easily...

"Is this... a sword?

Philip also peeks from the side and takes out the contents of the box.

Sounds like it.

"But it's rusted a lot. You won't be able to use it like this."

As Philip said, both the sword and the handle were burnt brown rusty.

You must be able to cut a leaf with this.

On the contrary, if you hold it too rough, it's going to collapse.

"Is it because it's been in the box for a long time that it has deteriorated...?"

Maybe so.

"Can I see it for a second?

Philip agrees and I take care of the sword from him.

Ugh... heavy.

Looking closer, my perception of the sword did not change.

But...

"Douglas"

"Oh, do you feel that too? It contains a small amount of magic."

Douglas stared sharply at the old sword.

Magic?

Philip asks us.

"Yes, but it is not uncommon for a sword to contain magic. It's sort of like a lynchie ham that goes around a lot. But...."

It's a strange magic. It's like I'm still asleep. "

Douglas is right.

The magic contained in the sword was small, but it didn't unleash all its power... I feel such a strange magic.

But we didn't know anything more, and we had to twist our necks.

Is that so? Nevertheless -- I still want to give the swords to Elianne and the others. "

"Here, I can't take anything so important."

No, it's just a rusty sword, but it was in a box passed down from ancestors.

That's why I'm so distracted.

But Philip shook his head sideways.

"Either way, the treasure we have is rotten. I heard at dinner that Lynch Giham has a magic lab, right? Then I want you to analyze it there."

Are you sure?

"Ah, if you don't think you need it, you can throw it away and return it to us."

"But...."

"Spirits are people who keep their promises. Let me protect what I said once."

Firmly, Philip won't accept the sword.

It's a push question as it is.

Philip was serious, and I didn't feel like I was going to give him any thought.

"I see. Then is it okay if I take care of it instead of taking it?

"So, if Elaine is convinced..."

I say, Philip softened his expression slightly.

So we are souvenirs (?) and left Spirit Village behind.