Fake Holy Sword Story ～I Was Taken Along When I Sold My Childhood Friend～

"Oh, the saint"

"Please ... please light us ..."

A little further away from the kingdom of the kingdom was a magnificent, majestic and magnificent building.

It was beautifully decorated with stained glass and the like, and was like a church.

A splendid structure that is large and can accommodate hundreds of people.

Conversely, the more people needed such a building, the more people were longing for it.

Speaking of the saint, in this kingdom refers to Magari.

A modern saint ... a guardian of this country.

But for them here, saint doesn't mean Magari.

It is not Magari that they rely on or rinse off.

Behind many people kneeling and praying, a little woman stood alone.

He will be younger than Magali. Really like a child.

Her beautiful golden hair hangs down her back.

Her face is well-formed, and she feels like a delicately made doll because of her expressionlessness.

In order to be worn by such a girl, she wore gorgeous and luxurious costumes and looked down on the people seeking help.

She did so for a while, but slowly spread her arms ...

"Oh ...!"

Light fell from the sky.

The people in the warm light cheer.

That's why some people were happy to cry.

The girl was looking down on them with no emotion and expression.

"Thank you, Saint!"

"Saint! @Saint!"

In the church, a loud cheer continued to rise.

With them behind, the girl walks with her back from Koza.

Immediately next to her, a man suddenly appeared.

From a large part of the church, enter a small room across the door.

"It was a challenge. Looking at the situation just before, our position in the city is solid."

"Yes, father"

A man shows a dirty grin covered with desire, which he never puts out in front of people.

Such a girl who calls him his father nodded without expression, even with a smile.

"But is it really good? With such weak magic"

"Oh, don't bother. Your recovery magic is certain, but isn't that magical enough for that many people?-And you really need your power ... I can't even get here. After all, they can only help others. No need to worry. "

"Yes"

The girl nodded simply because she wasn't talking about them.

I don't know what happened to an adult who relies on such a child.

And that's the father in front too ...

"Oh, yeah. Get ready to pack your luggage, but it won't take long because you don't have much."

The girl leans her head to the man's words.

I've stayed here all the time and never got out of town.

The man would have stopped if he tried to leave.

But what kind of wind would it blow?

"Why could you spread your religion here enough, and you can no longer squeeze it here?"

"understood"

Squeeze ... is money.

Of course, we don't say this publicly, but we also started a religion where men worship girls as saints in order to earn money.

It's a girl used for it, but I don't really care.

I don't even think about believers being squeezed.

You may be killed when you get out, but ... well, it doesn't matter.

It is troublesome to think. It's just good to stop thinking.

"So where are you going?"

The man asked by the girl smiles grinningly.

"The place with the largest population and where our forces have not yet penetrated ... the royal capital."

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I need power ... I need power.

To do what you want to do and to protect yourself from unreasonableness.

After all, strong people win in this world.

If you can't change the world, you have to adapt.

In terms of force, that may be enough.

I will not lose to most creatures now.

If you're a human, you'll be able to fight a knight commander and top-class adventurers, and if you're a monster, you'll be able to defeat monsters like dragons and behemoths.

But ... but it's not perfect.

No matter how strong you are, it can be turned upside down.

Also, it is not good to be optimistic if no one is stronger than you.

The world is wide. If so, there is no reason to be proud.

However, it will be difficult to expect further growth in terms of force.

So what do you do? You need to wear something powerful other than force.

"Hmm……?"

The paper flutters down.

I don't usually care, but I was attracted to it for some reason.

When I pick it up and drop my eyes ...

"Saint, birth ..."

Dancing on the paper was the appearance of a modern saint.

The saint ... it was a man he knew that had little contact with the outside world.

A symbol that protects the country, and ...

"Heal people ..."

Healing ... It may be a metaphorical expression.

The people may be healed just because of their existence.

However, if they have the power to physically heal people ...

"That might be the most necessary for me right now."

There is enough force. The next thing we need is something other than armed forces.

The man's desire was directed at the saint Magali.

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"Hit .... what a shit ... I have a bad premonition ..."

The danger detection ability was the best Magari.