Chapter 220

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At Lucheria's invitation, Glenn first moved to the reception room attached to the chapel.

“Have you been doing well, Brother?”

Lucheria welcomed Glenn with her usual warm and benevolent smile.

“Yes.
How about you, Saintess?”

“I've been doing well.
I've been busy traveling around the southern front, but as you can see, I'm full of energy.”

As she said that, Lucheria clenched her tiny fists and raised them.

The sight looked quite cute, but at the same time, it made Glenn feel sorry for her.

《Lucheria》

《Race》: Human / 20 years old

《Stats》

《Unique Potential》

§ Noble Good

《Status》

§ Fatigue

§ Exhaustion

She's pushing herself.

Considering that her condition was like this, the fact that she didn't show even the slightest sign of exhaustion on her face might itself be one of her abilities.

Still, if she continued like this, she would definitely collapse sooner or later.

“Saintess.”

“Yes, Brother?”

“I'm sorry for asking so suddenly, but while you were on the southern front, how many people did you revive using Egelcis's Miracle?”

“What…?
Um…
Well…”

At Glenn's sudden serious question, Lucheria avoided his gaze.

She must have immediately realized that he had seen through her condition.

“Don't exaggerate or lie.
Tell me the truth.
It's rather important to me.”

“Uuugh…”

Lucheria lowered her head with the expression of a child who had been caught trying to hide a mistake.

“I…
I don't really know…
Thinking back, I think I used it at least once every two days…
Sometimes my holy power hadn't recovered enough, so I couldn't even revive five people…”

Egelcis's Miracle.

It was the highest-level holy power skill that could revive dead allies within a certain area.

A skill that placed an enormous burden on the user because it brought the dead back to life.

Using it every other day was something only a completely insane person could do.

“…It's amazing that you're still breathing after doing that.”

“I'm sorry…
Bishop Roderick also scolded me, but I just couldn't bring myself to walk past people who had died.”

Glenn understood.

After all, Lucheria was none other than Lucheria, who was considered the greatest force for good in the world of Gray Eden.

But if she continued living like this, she would die young.

“Are…
Are you angry?”

“Yes.
A little.”

Glenn had gone to great lengths to overturn the fate of the prologue, where Lucheria was destined to be excommunicated by the church and suffer through countless hardships.

What if she simply died after all that?

Wouldn't I be upset?

His direct answer left Lucheria at a loss for what to do, and she merely moved her lips nervously.

“I…
I'm sorry.”

He had saved her from the fate of dying in the original story, and now she was apologizing again after bringing dead people back to life.

“If you know you're sorry, then stop using the resurrection miracle.
If you want to use it from now on, ask for my permission first.”

“Th-That might be a little…”

“A little?”

“…Yes.
I understand.”

With her head lowered, Lucheria answered in a tiny voice.

Normally, she would never compromise when it came to saving someone's life.

But apparently, she couldn't bring herself to stubbornly oppose Glenn, who had once saved her life.

Seeing her sad expression because she couldn't do good deeds made Glenn feel an indescribable sense of guilt.

But there was nothing he could do.

She had too many things she needed to accomplish in the future to die young while saving people.

I need her to come with me when I leave for the Land of Demons, too.

It was becoming uncomfortable to keep looking at those naturally guilt-inducing sad eyes, so Glenn decided to get to the main point.

“I'll stop lecturing you now.
I didn't come all the way here just to scold you for overworking yourself.”

“Did…
Did you come for something like that?”

“For something like that?”

When Glenn repeated her words, Lucheria was startled and frantically waved her hands.

“Br-Brother!
You misunderstood!
I absolutely didn't mean it that way…!”

“I was just repeating what you said.
Don't overreact.”

“Haah…
I'm exhausted…”

Lucheria let out a deep sigh.

Glenn had felt this for a while, but Lucheria was surprisingly easy to tease.

After giving her some time to finish her tea, Glenn immediately asked Lucheria to accompany him to the Land of Demons.

“T-The Land…
of Demons?!”

It was the reaction he had expected.

Who wouldn't be shocked if someone suddenly asked them to enter enemy territory?

Especially when hundreds of people were dying every day in the ongoing bloody battle.

“Yes.
My plan will be the most important key to ending this war, and that plan absolutely requires the Saintess's help.”

The plan was to infiltrate the Land of Demons and assassinate Kacerto Rienz, one of the leaders of the Demon King's Army.

There was a major reason Glenn wanted Saintess Lucheria to accompany him.

The first reason was her ultimate skill, Egelcis's Miracle.

Ah, I'm scared to go alone too.

The Demon King's Army was currently following a different course from the original story because of Glenn.

The legion commanders who were supposed to push back the territories of the Holy See had been defeated one after another, while the Demon King had even left his position for personal reasons.

With defeat gradually approaching, Glenn didn't expect the Demon King's Army to obediently move according to the original story.

Something will definitely happen.

Because of that, even though Glenn was a nine-star fighter who could be called a living tactical weapon, entering the Land of Demons alone carried enormous risks.

And the more he tried to reduce those risks, the more cautiously he would have to act.

But if Lucheria, who possessed the resurrection miracle, was with him, he could afford to take somewhat more daring actions.

And if she's another nine-star, ordinary enemies won't even be able to touch us.

To put it bluntly, could the Demon King's Army really handle two living nuclear bombs wandering around while Rowen and the Demon King were absent?

Of course, Glenn wondered whether Lucheria's actual combat ability could properly reflect her nine-star rank since she had little experience in battle.

But that could be fixed by teaching her.

Apparently, Bishop Roderick had also been steadily teaching her how to fight.

And there was a second reason.

Glenn wanted to show her the truth about demons and correct her misunderstandings about them.

This is actually the most important part.

This was a world that would be changed by Glenn's own hands.

For that world to become even slightly more peaceful, he needed allies with enough influence to make a difference.

In that regard, Lucheria was both an ally who could support his ideals and someone who possessed enormous influence.

Honestly, could he find another helper with conditions this good?

The problem is how she'll respond to my proposal…

Glenn looked seriously at Lucheria as she thought it over.

She was probably weighing the choice between staying here to save people and following Glenn into the dangerous Land of Demons.

However, Lucheria's hesitation did not last long.

I'll go with you, Brother.

Lucheria looked directly at Glenn, determination filling her violet eyes.

“Really?”

“If your decision can end this war, then I should gladly help you.”

It was easy to guess why Lucheria had made such a decision.

She must have thought that helping Glenn end the war even one day earlier would be the best way to save more people.

“Thank you.
I will take responsibility and keep my word.”

“Yes!
I'm still lacking in many ways, but I'll do my best to help as much as I can!”

Even though she didn't yet know what Glenn would ask her to do, she was being so positive that Glenn couldn't help but admire her.

“But Brother, what would you have done if I had refused?”

“What?
I was planning to kidnap you.”

Lucheria's violet eyes widened in shock, and Glenn burst into laughter.

“Just kidding.
What are you trusting me for?”

“Ah, Brother!”

In truth, he really had been planning to do exactly that.

Well, it worked out.


With Lucheria now officially joining the group that would cross into the Land of Demons with him, Glenn told her that they would be leaving the mansion today.

She was somewhat startled by the sudden announcement, but immediately ran off to her room, saying that she would quickly pack her belongings.

Glenn looked rather cold for leaving without waiting for her.

But in truth, he was giving Lucheria time to say goodbye to the patients and priests at the chapel.

She won't show it, but she'll feel guilty about leaving them the entire journey.

Besides, Glenn had one last matter to take care of at the Raigle Marquis family's mansion anyway, so there was no need for Lucheria to come along yet.

“Wa-wahahaha!
You have arrived!
I've been waiting for my Saint to return!”

Palador Raigle welcomed Glenn with both arms spread wide when he returned to the mansion.

“I sincerely thank you for saving the Raigle territory!
Why don't we at least have a meal together?”

Palador Raigle was still acting like a cheerful warrior and treating Glenn warmly.

But inside, he must have been twisting with resentment over Glenn's return after Glenn had taken all the credit for his achievements and become the hero.

“Thank you for the offer, but I have to leave Raigle now.
So, about that…”

With a broad public smile on his face, Glenn approached Palador.

Could you help me with something, Brother?

“Of-of course.
You are the Saint who saved Raigle.
How could I refuse you?”

Even as Palador Raigle said that, he kept shifting his large eyes around, desperately avoiding Glenn's smiling gaze.


“Hmmmm…”

The place Glenn asked Palador to take him to was none other than the mansion's supply warehouse.

It contained food and weapons amounting to roughly thirty percent of the city's supplies.

Honestly, it was a somewhat strange request as compensation for saving the Raigle territory.

I was worried he would make a huge request when he asked me to help him.
It was an unnecessary concern.

He had imagined Glenn asking to borrow the White Whale Knights or requesting one of the Raigle family's treasures.

Considering Glenn's achievements, such requests would have been entirely reasonable.

That was why Palador had felt relieved when Glenn merely asked to be taken to the supply warehouse.

He's unexpectedly modest.
Was I wrong to think he was calculating?

However, after walking around the supply warehouse once and returning to the entrance, Glenn's words left Palador utterly stunned.

“This should be enough.
Then, Brother, could you give me everything?”

“…Huh?
What did you say?”

“I asked if you could lend me all the supplies stored here.”

Palador's large eyes widened as he wondered whether he had heard correctly.

“Y-You mean all of it?”

Palador looked around the supply warehouse.

There was enough food and equipment stored here to survive several winters without excessive luxury.

Even if he was willing to lend that enormous quantity, could Glenn actually carry it all away?

“Wa-wahahaha!
If it's a request from the Saint, of course I should give it to you!
Take as much as you want!”

How much could Glenn possibly take?

That was what Palador thought.

But such thinking was naïve when the other party was Glenn.

“Thank you.
Then could you wait outside for a moment?”

“Outside?
Why would you need to…?”

“I’m going to offer it to God.”

It was a statement Palador couldn't make sense of.

But if he argued and Glenn demanded something else as compensation, it would become troublesome.

“Hmm…
Very well.”

Palador and several retainers went outside the supply warehouse and waited.

After about thirty minutes, Glenn slowly opened the door and came out.

“It's all done, Brother.
Thanks to you, the Main God is very pleased.”

“I-Is that so?”

“Yes.”

For a moment, a sharp light flashed through Glenn's smiling eyes.

“He personally whispered into my ear that He would bestow His blessing upon this land, and told you to work diligently on rebuilding the territory.”

“Hmm.
I understand.
I am deeply honored that God said such a thing.
And is there anything else you need?”

“No.
This is enough.
Thank you for your help.”

“I'm glad I was able to help.”

With a dazed expression, Palador Raigle gave Glenn a knight's salute.

Glenn Wordsworth bowed his head with the benevolent smile unique to a Saint.

“Then I'll be leaving Raigle now and heading to wherever God's next will leads me.
May God's blessing be with you.”

“…Hmm.
I wish you good fortune.”

Palador watched Glenn leave the mansion and frowned.

“…What an incomprehensible man.”

There were so many things about Glenn's choices that Palador simply couldn't understand.

If Glenn stayed here and commanded the Raigle army, he could not only push Palador aside but also strengthen his reputation as a hero even further.

He could have at least accepted my White Whale Knights or one of the Raigle Marquis family's treasures as compensation.

Yet all Glenn Wordsworth had taken was a trip to the supply warehouse.

And even then, he had supposedly offered everything to God and taken nothing for himself.

His hands were so empty when he left the supply warehouse that it looked as though he had taken nothing at all.

“Good grief…”

He truly was an incomprehensible man.

“Your Excellency!”

A retainer hurriedly ran toward Palador, who had just seen Glenn off at the entrance of the Raigle mansion.

“What is it?”

“T-The supply warehouse…!”

“The supply warehouse?
Is something wrong?”

“Y-You should see it yourself.”

“Hmm?”

Palador frowned.

Soon, he arrived at the mansion's supply warehouse.

The sight before him left him stunned.

“Why all the commotion…?!”

“Please look at this, Your Excellency!”

“W-What in the world?!”

The supply warehouse that had been filled with countless food supplies and weapons, enough to make anyone feel secure just by looking at it, was completely empty.

“What happened here?!”

“We're…
we're trying to figure it out…”

Palador shouted in confusion, but the retainer had no answer to this bizarre phenomenon either.

Therefore, Palador's mind could only recall the closest events connected to what had happened in the warehouse.

—I’m going to offer it to God.

—It's all done, Brother.
Thanks to you, the Main God is very pleased.

“Ha…”

An offering suddenly made by a Saint.

Faced with such an unbelievable situation, Palador could only stare blankly at the empty supply warehouse together with his retainer.

They looked as if they had been haunted by a ghost.


“Wow…”

Lucheria placed a slice of tangerine she was holding into her mouth and let out a short exclamation.

“It's delicious, Brother!”

“It's in season.”

“But Brother, are you sure this is okay?
I heard that even in winter, food like this spoils quickly, so it's not suitable for traveling.”

“Oh, you know quite a lot.
Did Bishop Roderick tell you?”

“Yes.
When I was traveling around the front lines, I even ate dried meat.”

Lucheria smiled softly through her nose as she placed another slice of tangerine into her small mouth.

“Well, traveling with me will be a little different.
So if there's anything you want to eat, just tell me.”

Glenn smiled as he took out various kinds of fresh ingredients from Lunatic Inventory.

Lucheria stared at them with innocent eyes.

“Wow…
What kind of miracle is that?”

“I'll explain it to you little by little.”

It was a cool and breezy afternoon.

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