Life with my Little Sister

Mr. Carson, thank you for coming.

Southern continent.

Inside the majestic Karan, there were two men dressed in magic clothes.

One of them is a very old man, and the law is also great and splendid.

The man whom he called 'Carson' was only thirty years old, an upright priest.

"Archbishop Lisius's summoning does not mean that I will not take part in it."

Carson replied with a pleasant smile.

His expression is overflowing with enthusiasm and ambition.

Seeing that, Archbishop Lisius nodded heavily.

I'm going to entrust Carson with a big job.

The skilled archbishop understands that work cannot begin without [motivation] before ability.

"Mr. Carson, no one else has called you today." I want you to travel south to preach. "

"Our great lord. You're telling me to let the Sacred God's will run all the way to the periphery? Then there is no reason to refuse!"

The young priest cut the mark with a lively look.

There is a shift to the left in every world, and it is especially true that the church is sent to the "periphery".

To leave the world of people in the first place and go far away is both simply difficult and dangerous.

He added to this "dishonor", so he said that it was natural in a sense that few priests go to the countryside to preach.

However, Carson didn't seem to dislike the Archbishop's instructions.

It was because he considered this consecration important, and also because of his intention to read through it as his own staircase of life.

Carson has no memory of making a big mistake.

Both the bosses are doing well.

If you tell me, there's no reason why I'm going to fly (...).

Therefore, I understood that this work was not a left shift, but an important task for the church to make a great leap forward, and that it meant that I was evaluated by the archbishop directly to be able to stand the appointment.

Archbishop Lisius almost accurately understood the movements of the young people in front of him, but he said nothing extra.

It's all about 'getting results'.

That's all.

"Actually, Mr. Carson." This mission is the responsibility of Cardinal Fapiano. "

Cardinal Fapiano!

Carson unexpectedly hardened himself.

The cardinal is the apex of the ecclesiastical force, with the exception of the pope.

The cardinal, who is known for his beauty, is said to be so important that even the pope, who is supposed to be the most honourable, is worthy of his praise.

In other words, if this consecration is accomplished, not only the archbishop in front of him, but also the head of the church in the far north continent, the cardinal there, and the pope may remember his own name.

If he accomplished his great work just after he became thirty, and became known to the archbishop, the cardinal, and the pope, the prosperity and prosperity after that will remain his dream.

Carson is an ambitious man.

There is also the pride of being a good priest.

Therefore, as a natural momentum, I am strongly aware of [young] people up to about forty years old.

In particular, there are several monks in the southern continent called Junying.

For example, it was Michiello, a shrine official who wielded a spicy arm as a heretic inquisitor, and Tobias, a priest who led to the resolution of the "eccentric disease cases" that occurred in the southernmost villages of the human sphere last February through its excellent pharmacy.

(Lord Tobias was awarded for his meritorious service in saving people from the accidental illness, and he is almost certain to be promoted to bishop within a few years......)

There is a lot of uncertainty about the "mud incident" in the south, and there are still people who believe that the "church trick" was saved by the god of mischief, who is the meddler. What is more unpleasant is that the sick people were treated until the fools heard that they were elves who could not hold their noses high in pride.

In other words, the current situation is that the church, the Mejed god, the elf, and the "Mitsu no Solution Story" are being told about the accident that occurred last year.

Of course, most people supported the church.

(I see, the Archbishop was not merely a preacher to the ignorant people of the periphery!?)

Carson came to that point.

Archbishop Lisius.

Something, Mr. Carson.

"There is a Mejed religion on my way that is rampant in the North and South continents these days! Isn't that what happens when you rescue those who believe in evil from their delusion and bring their roots to their knees?"

"Hmm. Cheng Cheng"

The old man nodded harshly.

“Basically, that's right. In addition, the subjects are different."

And you say that?

In response to Carson's words, Lisius turned his awake gaze outward.

"The self-proclaimed monstrous god called Mejed, etc., has a shallow bottom. Because there is no history or tradition, we sell suspicious miracles cheaply and run to acquire believers. In the end, it's not much different from the frivolous emerging religions that are spreading in the alley. First of all, I wonder if such a stupid god of design can survive."

Stroke

And Carson nodded, but not because he was impressed by the archbishop's words, but because he understood that "Lord Lisius does not like the presence of Mejed."

Young priests do not underestimate the god Meded.

That is because such religions have acquired believers to a large extent even before they were founded, and they have performed enough "miracles" to acquire believers even before they emerged.

Even if it's true that Mejed is frivolous, he doesn't think he should be disrespected.

Therefore, I think that the church headquarters also officially recognized Mejed God as "masked" and declared it all over the continent.

Then, do you think that my [persuasion] is something else?

"That's right. It's not just a clown like Mejed, but in a sense, it's a [tradition and track record] opponent."

"--In other words, you mean the religion of the ancient ginseng?"

"Left side"

Carson breathed a sigh of relief at the words.

Religions of ancient ginseng survive only for a long time, and there are many strong forces and strong ties to the region.

He understands that a little 'persuasion' won't wake him from a dream.

In particular, the entrenched nature of indigenous religions is out of hand.

To extremists inside the church, "native beliefs cannot be converted. Give up and cut down the roots."

"...... but who is this opponent?"

"- Further south from here." In the land facing the Basel Sea, there is an indigenous religion that calls the sea beast "Holy (elbow)." It is said to be the "god of the sea", believed to be in charge of shipping and fishing. If you're as hardworking as you are, you'll know the religion. "

Sirulus!

"That's right, you knew the arrowhead." It's very different from the young priests who haven't studied these days. I study a lot. "

Lisius nodded in satisfaction.

In "I don't know anything", there is no point in extracting it.

"--The request from the Cardinal Fapiano is very simple." To recite the revelations of the land. It's just this. "

"That said, as long as there is a specific [object of faith], won't you go there in the morning and evening?"

Even as a Carson, I don't want to do important work before I do.

However, as the archbishop said, in places where there was "tradition and achievements", it seemed difficult to accomplish the sacrament in a short time.

Wouldn't that be impossible if we didn't look at it as a big annual job?

In some cases, it seems that it is easier to give up the persuasion of "contemporary" and indoctrinate those born after the next generation.

The old archbishop smiles softly.

"The cardinal understands the area well." Of course, the diocese under my jurisdiction will have your full backup. "

When it comes to arrowheads, how many years, how many decades did you expect to be a Holy Father?

When the young priest asked, the old priest raised his voice and laughed.

"It's not like the bright and famous Carson who brings out the" Year "and so on. Our holy ministry shall deliver the glory of the Lord into the world. Even though my native faith is strong, I can't help it in the poor countryside.”

“So, what kind of support can you give me?”

"--Turn the number of people from the Paladin of the Church." I'll leave the specific operation to you. "

"---"

Carson understood what it meant.

In other words, I don't want to bleed.

A single turbulence and waves were about to reach a region on the periphery.