Invincible Saint ~Salaryman, the Path I Walk to Survive in This Other World~

Before arriving in the Holy Shroud Accord and proceeding to enter the Holy Capital Shroud, horses other than Forenoir became hidden stables and former slaves and Lionel traveled on foot.

I didn't give a shit, but I decided to do it at the strong request of everyone.

"Dear Holy Weird, welcome home"

I was called by the gate soldiers, and when I said that, I remembered what they called Holy Weird, and I felt indescribable with a mix of bitter laughter and nostalgia.

I had a conversation there with the Gate Soldier.

"Thank you. Has anything changed in the past year?

"Nothing in particular. So strong demons don't show up anymore, and there's nothing serious going on."

"Really? Thanks."

I decided to move to the Adventurer's Guild first without going down.

Walking across the bustling city to Forenoir, my gaze gathers and my voice hangs.

"Welcome home, Holy Weird."

"Please have a whimsical day soon"

"Please buy a lot of our food again."

With such a voice, I felt my face break with nature.

"You look in a good mood."

"But Luciel, how strange is it that you can just be heard and sometimes sneer?

"Well, I miss it, naturally. There was no life here, no troublesome work, and it was a mirror-like life that only gave me back what I tried to do."

Yes. It was a city that, so to speak, came to Tokyo from its hometown of Melatoni.

At first I still remembered that my shoulder elbow was stretched for a long time.

"Why does Master Luciel change his street name?

"... Keffin, I don't think you have to worry about that, ah, it's an adventurer's guild if you turn here"

Having a conversation without any other love, when I stopped in front of the Adventurer's Guild, I decided to get off the Forenoir and stroke it once before letting the Healers watch it.

Well, I don't think anyone robs the horse I'm riding in this holy capital, but just in case.

I'm going into the Adventurer Alliance with my ex-slaves.

Sometimes it was evening, and there were quite a few people in the Adventurer's Guild who turned it back.

The adventurers seemed to be mindful, just calling out from a distance.

With a smile on my face, I went to the counter and asked to register my former slaves as adventurers.

"They can use magic, so even if they don't have martial arts skills, can't they do something special and ask for an adventurer registration?

"... first measure whether you can register before you make a decision. Any subsequent decisions will be made by the Alliance Master."

"You're certainly right to be told. With that said, where's Mr. Grants?

"Currently, other staff are on call, but this time is busier in the cafeteria, so we might ask you to wait a little longer."

"Okay. Then I'd like their measurements."

"I'm in awe. All of you, come here now."

The receptionist began their adventurer registration and explanation as an adventurer.

When you become an adventurer, may there be something you missed? and I tried to listen to the receptionist too. Mr. Grants came at the right time.

"Long time no see."

"Long time no see, Mr. Grants"

"It's been a really long time, Luciel. Are you cooking?

"Not that much lately, but you had acquired your skills at some point"

"Right. So, what's going on today? Surely you weren't representing him in Yenis?

"You're like returning home once you're done with your tenure. It was a recessed year how I couldn't do it, so I came back to work out a little bit more."

"Are they squire?

"These three over here are slaves, but they're squire I believe in.

The others were illegal and debt slaves, so I brought them here because I could use magic and I wanted to ask them to register as adventurers. "

"I see. Fine. I'll take care of it."

"Is that okay?

"Oh. Pipes with the Church have also been under construction lately, and this is not a bad idea if you consider it part of the business. Of course you're thinking of coming to see what's going on, aren't you?

"Yeah. I think we'll spend a few days in the Holy City of Shrew. I'm going to come and go with Melatoni for the time being, so I'm going to show my face as much as I can."

"Fine then. Plus, I'm pretty sure he came here before the church."

"Thank you. I'll sit down. Let me sweeten you. And this is their January meal and lodging costs."

"... why would Luciel pay for that?

"I worked desperately hard in Shrew, the Holy City, because I could make everyone better in Melatoni, too, and I think I have my current title. I just want to give the baton to the next person."

"I knew you were a good guy. But don't get stuck there, okay?

"I have a pretty dry personality, except where I exchange lives, so I'm fine."

"Fine then. I'll take care of these guys."

"Please"

I'm going to break up with the slaves here while I introduce my former slaves to Mr. Grants.

I was greatly appreciated by the slaves, but from here I stepped out of the Alliance of Adventurers with a voice that it depended on their hard work.

"We seemed to get along a lot?

"You're my cook master. I was helped or helped by it, and now I'm in a relationship."

When I smiled and answered that, I walked out to church headquarters with Estea and the others who were waiting.

Before coming here, Keffin and Ketty were told about the location of the accommodation and so on, but anxious to see what kind of response they could take, they headed to the entrance.

"I miss you here, too."

Lionel and the others were slaves to my whining words, and Estea and the others had a nervous face and no one could react.

There were two receptionists, but they were both familiar, so I made a brief greeting before cutting to the point.

"May I have Mr. Catherine and Mr. Granhardt?

"I'm in awe. Please wait."

They started communicating with Magic Balls separately, meditating and concentrating their eyes.

Surprised that there were two magic balls, I waited for the reception communication to end.

"Mr. Catherine and Mr. Granhalt have accepted a message that you would like to wait here."

"Really? Thanks."

I also felt weird about giving the two receptionists a souvenir, but I decided to give them honey candy from the magic bag.

Even though other receptionists don't hate me, I'm shocked that they don't like my company's reception.

"Oh, yeah. This is a candy I made with honey, but good. Can you try it and let me know what you think?

"" Is that okay?

"Oh. I've been thinking about a new product that uses honey in Yenis. Yes, go ahead."

"Thank you"

Their faces broke all at once when they were immediately included in their mouths.

I don't know what caused the lack of sweetening plans going on in this world. I just gutted posing in my heart that it wasn't a mistake to build a honey factory.

I was asking the receptionist what he thought of honey candy, and Mr. Catherine and Mr. Granhalt came to me.

And Mr. Katrine put his hand on the pattern of the sword.

"It's been a long time since you both have. The three of us are slaves, but these are my squires who have already fulfilled the conditions for the liberation of slaves. It is not the slaves on this side who belong to the Church that we were telling the Pope."

When I do, Mr. Katrine asks this way without losing his posture.

"Welcome home, Luciel. And you're bringing me here knowing who's next to you?

Next to me? Don't be Lionel.

"Yeah. I'm a former warrior general of the Illumasian Empire. I bought it in Yenis where it was sold as a slave."

"... There have been rumors that the Warrior General has been raging on the battlefield lately?

"You don't have that. Because you've been away from my escort for the past year. And Mr. Catherine knew Lionel."

"I've seen a few fights. When it comes to General Lionel of the Empire, he really looked like a ghost running through the battlefield and waving a spear."

"So what?

I ask Lionel that, but it's not like this is gonna make the past year go away.

"Because that was my job. From other countries, you can't help but think of them as mass murderers."

"Well, you're a combat maniac. Mr. Catherine, is it any trouble for them in slavery to enter church headquarters?

I can finally hear what I want to hear.

"... there's nothing wrong with that. Because slaves are defined as personal belongings. Well, if there's a problem, even you, Luciel, the S-class healer, can't escape punishment."

"What about these two beastmen?

"There's a lot of ethnicity, but the church itself isn't recommending it, so I guess it's not a problem"

"Good for you. Then Mr. Granhardt will ask for their hearing. If there is no problem, Mr. Catherine should take you to the Pope. I still can't reach the Pope's room by myself..."

When I said that and laughed, the air in the field soothed a little.

"Luciel, you've become great, too, to command me. And yet you can't go to the Pope's room by yourself... that doesn't change that. Fine. Would you like to join us?"

"Yes, please"

While appreciating Mr. Catherine's concern, certifying that Mr. Granhardt, who has not uttered a word, must not be able to speak in front of his superiors, we were taken by Mr. Catherine to begin moving to the Pope's room.