How a Hero Lives as a Writer

73 – Secret Deal

Raina and Sir Louis started dancing in the center of the hall.

ㅡ It becomes a painting….

I will….

The two dancing in the center of the large hall really looked like a painting.

It feels like a knight and princess from a fairy tale appearing on stage.

ㅡ You’ve become quite skilled too.

Is that so?

ㅡ Yes.

Then I won’t make a mistake at the academy’s welcome ceremony.

ㅡ Soon?

Yes, because there are less than ten days left.

Cardinal’s one-week deadline must have taken the academy’s entrance ceremony into consideration.

Cardinals….

ㅡ Isn’t this an opportunity?

I looked around at Miss Helena’s words, and most of my eyes were on the two dancing in the hall.

Certainly, now seemed like the right time to move.

I slowly approached the saintess who was standing in the corner of the hall as if dead.

“Can I talk to you for a minute?”

“… Saints?”

The saintess made a surprised expression as if she didn’t know that I would come to talk to her.

“Of course.”

The saintess looked at the center and left and right of her hall and awkwardly vacated the seat next to her.

I stood next to her saintess, staring blankly at her hall and opened her mouth.

“Saintess.”

“Yes, what are you doing?”

“If you want to write a novel, you need to know a lot, even if your brain is bad.”

“… You have a bad head.”

That’s just what they say.

I like that hair.

ㅡ You are a really disgusting person.

Thank you for the compliment.

“I hadn’t come to this world for a while, so there were many things I didn’t know. That’s why I was careful when writing novels.”

When I was writing Lady Volumes 1 and 2, I put a lot of effort into editing.

I tried sword training for the first time in my life, read a romance novel with Reina and role-play….

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“The first time in anything is the most difficult. In other words, the first button is the most important.”

“Yes? Umm….”

The saintess didn’t seem to understand what I was trying to say.

As expected, he doesn’t seem to have much talent for politics or speech.

Then there must be only one.

ㅡ What is it?

I wonder if the saintess was the one who was offered the scapegoat.

ㅡ What a bad family.

Miss Helena frowned and looked at her saintess.

ㅡ Is that right?

I think that’s all there is to it now.

She was first recognized as a hero by the Holy Kingdom.

She then returned to Oaklea and began her career as a writer.

Then, an unknown entity called Intrus appeared, and her holy kingdom dispatched her saintess in the name of protecting me.

By the way, the saintess basically had a position that was not that different from Earth.

If she’s not a fantasy saint, she’s usually an elderly religious woman with a lot of virtue.

Most of the saints in Mare felt that way.

But this time, only the saintess is a young woman of the same age as me.

ㅡ You said it might be an unusual existence like me?

It’s because his words and actions and the reactions around him are unnatural.

ㅡ So?

It felt like even the Paladins were paying their respects to high-ranking people like Cardinals and Popes.

But the paladins here didn’t show much respect for the saintess.

At first, I thought it was because they were considerate of me, a warrior.

I thought it was something like the pressure zone method.

But looking back, I don’t think that’s the case.

ㅡ So why does it turn into a scapegoat?

To put it bluntly, I think it’s just a paladin full of holy power.

ㅡ So?

It would have been difficult for the Holy Kingdom to move on a large scale.

If you show the Empire’s notice and take a big move, you might attract the attention of the different races.

So it was necessary to send someone who could reasonably escort me.

At the same time, a woman with the title of ‘saint’ was sent to let people know that the Holy Land was showing their sincerity and to give them a sense of security.

ㅡ So you’ve sent a paladin version of Angelica, right?

That’s right.

And if you fail to escort me, the saintess will become the scapegoat and bear all the sins… Wouldn’t that be the feeling?

“That… Saints?”

Since I kept my mouth shut, the saintess seemed a little taken aback.

It feels like the initiative has passed to me in moderation.

ㅡ Do you really like to play initiative?

Originally, when you need to get something, this is the special effect.

“Don’t you think we started off a bit wrong?”

“… Yes?”

“I showed my heart to those who were already in the conference room. You could say I’ve revealed everything I’ve been hiding.”

“….”

“However, it seems that there are still many things hidden from me in the Holy Land.”

It was only then that the saintess seemed to understand what I was about to say.

But I decided to push before the saintess opened her mouth.

“Most of the saints in the past were elderly people.”

“Yes….”

“But the saintess was not like that. Judging from your words and actions and the reactions of those around you, you might be similar to me or even younger.”

The saintess quietly bowed her head.

“You are covering your eyes with an eyepatch, but you seem to be able to see.”

“….”

“Isn’t the saintess generally different from those who have been given her title? She is thought of at least a lower rank than a cardinal. Chamberlain… Or a paladin?”

When I said that, the saintess blankly looked away from her window and looked out of her window.

Her appearance seemed ephemeral, lonely, and painful.

“More details at the cathedral tomorrow….”

After the saint said that, she distanced herself from me.

Detective Bright solved one problem, but somehow it didn’t feel so good.

It feels like a snake came out of a bush.

Did you bother yourself?

ㅡ Still cool on the inside, right?

Yes, but….

I’ll have to go to the cathedral tomorrow to find out more.

Perhaps you will see the dark side of the Holy Kingdom that cannot be learned from books?

ㅡ Are you expecting something like that?

In a world without TV and without the Internet, stories like that are a great source of inspiration.

No matter how bloody a story is, it’s expected.

ㅡ Ah, it’s over.

What… Oh, it’s really over.

When I came to my senses, the song in the hall was over before I knew it.

Raina headed to the royal family, and Sir Louis was going to the corner of the hall.

Should I invite Sir Louis to dance?

Sir Lewis looked a little strange as he started to think that way.

Should I say that I have less strength in my steps than usual?

… Today is not the only day, so let’s postpone it until later.

It’s not a good idea to invite Sir Louis to dance in such a state.

Let’s eat moderately and go home today.

***

The next day.

As I heard from the saintess yesterday, I have been visiting the cathedral for the first time in a long time.

When I entered the church, where I could feel the piety that made me want to believe in God even though I was still a no-religionist, the saintess and her paladins were waiting for me.

“Saints… No, warrior.”

Judging from the fact that he is called the hero, it seems to be the story of the kingdom and the hero.

“Yes, saintess.”

“This is an important story between the Holy Kingdom and the warriors. So….”

It must be an important story that you don’t want to tell even to the knight who is the master/servant.

“Sir Lewis. I will return later.”

“My lord, that is….”

“When you return, the paladins will escort you, so it’s okay.”

Now, unlike before, we are able to share a very important agenda.

If not as much as Sir Lewis, the people here are trustworthy.

Lord Lewis knows that well.

“… I understand, lord.”

Sir Lewis had a complicated look on his face, but he soon followed my decision.

“This way.”

The saintess confirmed that Sir Louis had completely left the cathedral and began guiding me.

I had never been inside the cathedral, so it was a little strange.

Oooooh.

That’s how it works.

I need to refer to it later when describing religion in my novel.

ㅡ You are really ill.

Ah, this is called an “Occupational disease.”

As long as you don’t break the pen, it’s an incurable disease.

But how far is this going?

“This way.”

I’m sure you missed the drawing room a little while ago, didn’t you?

ㅡ Exciting.

Don’t you know everything about Helena?

But are you excited?

ㅡ If you wish to know, you will know, otherwise you will not know. It’s like I sometimes look into your head and wait for your explanation.

Ah, that was the way it was.

I thought it would be painful if every day was a spoiler-like life, but I’m glad.

ㅡ Are you worried about me now?

Why do you look so moved?

We are Nami?!

As Helena and I were having such a trivial intra-brain conversation, the bookshelf in front of the door was pushed aside.

Dr.

With the sound of mechanical devices operating, the space that had been blocked by bookshelves appeared.

… Suddenly goosebumps all over the body.

What is it?

ㅡ Exciting!

I swallowed dry saliva and followed the saintess down the dark hallway.

Seeing as there are stairs, it feels like going underground.

And the air feels cleaner than I thought?

Is it a space that can be used quite well for it is hidden as a mechanical device?

In the first place, this cathedral is a recently built building. When did you conceive of such a secret place and how did you create it?

Was this underground space created by technicians brought in from the Holy Land?

In the first place, why is this space….

If there is hostility towards the saintess, Helena will give her a warning.

But as long as it’s not there, it’s safe….

As I moved forward with that thought in mind, I began to feel a divine aura for some reason.

And it also feels faintly cool and damp.

Is there groundwater nearby?

Thinking of that, I went forward, and there was a pond that glowed blue, just like the Maldivian beach.

And in the center was a structure like a fountain, and in the center was a bowl spouting water.

It looked like a holy relic called the ‘Holy Grail’ that is often mentioned in creative works.

As I was staring blankly at it, the saintess who had her back to me suddenly took off her clothes… Huh?

Sureuk.

“Saint?”

Why are you suddenly undressing her?

“As the hero said, I was dispatched with a different intention than the other saints.”

Took.

The saintess took off her outer clothes and started walking towards the pond with very thin clothes on.

She then took off her blindfold and looked at me when she got halfway there.

“The hero must have already known. I am a being sent to conceive a child of God. By receiving the divine grace, you become a saint in the true sense of the word.”

ㅡ thump thump thump thump!

The body of the saintess was submerged in the pond up to her navel.

However, the water gradually began to soak her clothes, and eventually the stain reached a point that was embarrassing to describe.

She felt dizzy.

… Was it a scapegoat in that sense?