Episode 62: Dream in the game becomes reality

19. Candidate for sainthood (1)

It has been less than 50 days since Adrian received his title, and his every action goes far beyond the expected range.

The fact that he achieved the 7th circle at the age of 20 in an environment where he could not practice comfortably proves that he is unusual, but his subsequent actions were also not wasted as if to prove his excellence.

Olivia, who had been showing increasing interest in Adrian since witnessing the battle that destroyed the wizard's common sense, felt deep interest rather than hostility toward the intruder who set foot in her plans.

"It's fun. "What kind of strange thing are you planning to do?"

"Wow, is this really true? Are you watching Preston? "Olivia the Ice Witch is smiling!"

"Why do I feel uncomfortable when I see a smile?"

"Hey Olivia, are you interested in the Marquis Lawrence?"

"well."

"Arthur, Arthur. He's 16 years younger than you, and if you got married soon, he'd be about the age of your mother... … ."

-puck!

"Keuuk!"

In response to Marquis Lake's reckless behavior of pouring cold water on his cheerful mood, Olivia silenced him with a strong body blow.

Leaving behind the Marquis of Lake, who was clutching his chest and gasping for air, Olivia spoke to Earl Preston.

"Instruct the Intelligence Department to engage in friendly competition but not to sabotage. No, should we form an alliance at all? That doesn't look bad either... … ."

"Well, well. "At this stage, we have the advantage, so why should we do that?"

"There is no way Father Lawrence doesn't know that they are at a disadvantage. "I'm sure you can think of something."

"Aren't you valuing it too highly?"

"When have I ever made a wrong decision?"

"There isn't one, but… … ."

"Okay, then suggest it to Priest Lawrence. "Let's work together to win the contest to select a saint, gain an advantage over other candidates, and then compete."

Earl Preston sighed slightly and nodded at Olivia's choice.

It was the first time I had seen her, a pure woman, show such kindness and interest in a man.

Although he had not yet seen the Marquis Laurence in person, the Earl of Preston felt jealous for no reason.

"Kukkkeok!"

Olivia used her heel on Marquis Lake, who was still out of breath after a body blow.

"Shouldn't you exercise some? "I can't believe the fist of such a weak woman caused such a fuss."

"Fragile woman? where?"

After catching his breath, the Marquis of Lake got on his nerves again, but when Olivia got up from his seat, he quickly ran away, saying that he had other business in mind.

* * *

'Archbishop Fred' of the Archdiocese of the Kingdom of Rheinhart is famous for being a very conservative person even among the Archbishops of the Sepia Church.

That's why it took 15 days to meet him in person even after spending a whopping 10 trillion won in donations.

But such a person... … .

"Oh, you are truly amazing! You can already use divine magic this well! This old man has no doubt that Eve Ril will become the new saint!"

The moment he saw Ivril, who was about his granddaughter's age, he fell in love with her and treated her as if she were his master.

Please note that this does not mean showing impure emotions.

Archbishop Fred was treating Ivril out of pure religious faith.

There was no need for long discussions, politics or transactions.

Perhaps because he was the equivalent of an archbishop, he immediately recognized Ivril's talent for divine power and the qualities of a saint.

Thanks to this, the situation from then on was truly smooth sailing.

"There will be no problem with Miss Ivril participating in the contest to select a saint, right?"

"of course. Even if I have to pour out all the personal connections I have built while serving as a priest, I will ensure that Ivril receives a proper evaluation."

"It's reassuring. thank you."

"On the contrary, I am grateful. "I can't tell you how fortunate I am that Marquis Lawrence recognizes Ivril's value and guides me."

He is now completely ours.

Ivril herself, who had not been impressed by the qualities of a saint at first, saw the Sepian archbishop treating her with respect, always adding the word 'nim' to her, and now she thought, 'I guess the lord's words are true.'

After all, the archbishop of the church was someone that even high-ranking nobles could never ignore.

"Boo, I'm embarrassed. "I'm still confused as to whether I really deserve to be treated like this."

"Look up to heaven and take courage. The Great Mother is looking down on you, Ivril."

"Yes, Archbishop Fred."

The Archbishop's reaction changed Ivril's mindset a little, and as he came into contact with the new world of divine magic, he gradually became interested in theology.

The moment she becomes a saint, her title becomes 'Yeha'.

'Your Majesty' is a title along the same lines as 'Your Majesty', which refers to the emperor of an empire or the king of a kingdom with independent sovereignty, and refers to a leader on a higher level than 'Your Majesty' of a vassal state or a feudal lord.

I am trying to put Ivril in that position.

She's pushing it a bit too hard, but it's not a bad thing for her at all.

The saints of this world are not icons of sacrifice.

It is possible to get married, enjoy hobbies and vacations, and own private property.

Of course, if you become corrupted, you will be judged by God, but it means that you can fully enjoy your life as a powerful person.

"Archbishop Fred, I have something to discuss with you."

"Yes, you say so. "Marquis Laurence."

Eric, who had been looking at Ivril quietly and was occupying a seat like a secretary, gestured with his chin toward the archbishop, and he remembered a business he had forgotten.

Archbishop Fred smiled most kindly at my call.

"Actually, an interesting proposal has come in."

"A suggestion?"

"Yes, Judy Esther, who is a strong candidate for sainthood along with Ivril, has suggested that we form an alliance during the contest. To be exact, it was a request from her sponsor, the Duke of Riverdale, rather than Miss Judy Esther."

"hmm… … ."

Since we were going to get together anyway, there was no benefit in hiding it.

So, in order to gain his trust, we decided to think about it together from the proposal stage.

"Miss Esther is a good candidate. "I think it is an issue worth considering."

"I feel the same way. "It would be better to first increase the possibility of selecting Miss Ivril and then compete with Miss Esther later."

"Then, I think it's okay to accept it. Haha, it seems the Duke of Riverdale has no desire to confront the Marquis, a fellow monk."

For someone who is evaluated as a person with a tight back and forth, his response was quite flexible.

This can all be seen as an expression of his will to make Ivril a saint.

I smiled kindly.

In fact, if the Duke of Riverdale hadn't made this offer, I was going to propose an alliance first.

However, thanks to Olivia the Duke of Riverdale, who looked upon me favorably, the trouble was saved.

With this, I think we have crossed the 7th ridge of the plan.

'Now all that's left is to attract the Reinharts royal family.'

* * *

-Lionel, the capital of the Kingdom of Reinharts

"It seems like Marquis Lawrence is up to something interesting these days."

Although it was uncomfortable to meet him, he accepted the greeting that was not a greeting from the second prince, who couldn't help but smile right now.

"Isn't this all for your highness?"

The second prince who offered me a seat personally handed me some iced tea and said,

"Haha, it's for my own good. "It must be for his own power."

"As a result, my benefit is also His Royal Highness Prince Luke's benefit."

"That's right."

His actions seem as brazen as always.

However, there was a knife hidden in his words, and the fact that he knew my situation so well meant that he was gathering information, so he only put on a showy appearance.

I have no intention of getting into a petty war of nerves with him.

So I immediately took out the business.

"Archbishop Fred will give us his full support. And he decided to form an alliance with the Dukes of Riverdale. "If His Royal Highness Prince Luke supports us, the perfect situation will be created."

Although I had Ivril study theology and was meeting with Archbishop Fred, the second prince, who did not know the exact story, looked slightly surprised.

"Are you going to bring in that bratty old man and the wise man of Lucias? "Does this mean things have already progressed that far?"

"That's right."

"Haha, you have a knack for surprising people. "This is definitely not the skill of a new noble."

"Isn't that why His Royal Highness Prince Luke is also keeping an eye on me?"

"Ah, people should also know how to be humble."

"As you know, I am a person who really enjoys compliments."

"So are you playing like a king over commoners online?"

The atmosphere wasn't bad.

Although we bicker, it means that he also recognizes my abilities.

"You misunderstand."

"Oh Hae-gin. It's incredibly popular online. Was it an online diary (SNS)? "I heard you have over 10 million followers?"

By follower he meant follower.

In fact, the number exceeded 10 million a long time ago.

We're currently running towards 20 million people, but I just smiled and brushed it off.

"Anyway, I think supporting me is the same as supporting His Royal Highness Prince Luke."

"A young, emerging noble should have a fresh feel, but you feel like you're dealing with an old politician."

The line 'What should I do?' almost came out, but I kept my poker face and hoped for an answer to my request for support for Ivril.

"There is no reason to refuse. If a saint from our country were born, our national status would greatly improve. "I will speak well to Abama too."

"I am devastated."

As expected, the second prince did not refuse my request.

It was natural because there were only positive elements and no negative elements.

No matter how much he hated me on the inside, it was obvious that he would think that if he were to become king, he should not be biased by his emotions.

Moreover, the relationship with me became uncomfortable and there was nothing good about it.

After receiving permission from the second prince, I gave him a gift and got up.

"By the way, do you know that?"

But before I could leave, the second prince caught my attention with an unexpected story.

"The daughter of the Earl of Acres and the Margrave Otis has gone missing. "The crown prince's side was upset because of that, right?"

"yes?"

This is my first time hearing this story.

Count Acres was the second-ranking Auror Master after the second prince's teacher, Marquis Vincent, the kingdom's greatest sword, and was a member of the crown prince's side.

And the daughter of Margrave Otis, who is also my comrade in arms, means Michelle Otis, the famous idiot.

Haven't we met before?

At that time, I was so surprised that Michelle Otis's ability to interpret English was included.

"It looks like you haven't heard the news yet."

There was one reason why Pessius did not convey this important matter.

This means that the news has not yet been made public.

"Well, it's only been an hour since I heard the news, so I guess I can't help it."

This was bad news for the crown prince and good news for the second prince.

I don't know the details of whether the second prince was playing a trick, but what action should I take here... … .

"Congratulations, Your Highness! "Isn't this truly good news!?"

"yes! ha ha ha!"

It's just a bright smile and congratulations.

The second prince smiled more cheerfully than ever after I visited.

The smile was so unsightly that I stuck my fist in my mouth, but I clapped like a professional and shared my joy.

'Following the unexpected situation of the saintess contest being moved up, what is going on here?'

I was already planning to go to the crown prince to ask for his cooperation regarding the saintess contest, so I will know the details of the situation soon.

* * *

After a while, I entered the Crown Prince's Palace through a secret passage, exchanged greetings with Crown Prince Michael, who had a characteristic narrow-eyed smile, but had a somewhat sombre atmosphere, and sat down face to face.

"Judging by your expression, it seems like you have been informed of the general situation by Luke?"

This probably means that he is aware of all movements within the castle.

I nodded slightly.

Then Prince Michael massaged his temples and explained the whole story.

"The Margrave Otis and the Earl of Acres are cousins ​​from the same maternal family. So the two became quite close, calling themselves older and younger."

As a bonus, you also have political inclinations, right?

"The Count of Acres especially loved Lady Michelle Otis like a daughter, and when he heard that she was going on a trip alone this time, he volunteered to be her escort."

"Does the Auror Master really need to be an escort? "So that means the problem occurred at the travel destination?"

"That's right."

Then, I had to frown as the Crown Prince sighed and continued.

"The problem is that the two people are traveling to the Prius Republic, where tensions with the Brigham Empire are increasing and it would not be surprising if war breaks out at any time."

What kind of novel act of suicide is this?

Only then was I able to understand why the Auror Master, Count Acres, had volunteered to be an escort.

"I don't know if you know, but Lady Michel Otis is an avid fan of Archduke Lucas and is someone who has been seriously looking for talent. But this time, the mystery was discovered in the Republic of Prius, right? It is said that she planned her trip unexpectedly because she could not admit that fact."

However, after listening to the crown prince's words to the end, I had to keep a blank expression… … .

'I guess it's my fault?'

Because it is no exaggeration to say that I was the cause of this incident.