The Zeth Holy High Society is an organization created by the Founding Zeth.
It is said that his role as ruler has been strong since its inception because it is intended to spread the teachings of Zeth to the people and protect the earth from mature warcraft.
Having a territory and an army, the fact that it formed a body as a nation remains unchanged after hundreds of years. Most of all, it is so depressing that it is not comparable to the peak season.
At the heart of the political economy of Saint Navenpos, once the ultimate in prosperity, Maguaoze, had a light rain that day.
"Ha..."
In the understatement of the Cathedral of Corpa, a single priest sighed.
The rain clouds spreading out the window are dim as if they represent his heart.
"Priest Lante. I'm sighing again."
The man called Lante replies without even trying to hide his frustration with the priest who has been paying attention.
"You won't have a choice. I just thought I was going to attend a saints' meeting, and my hands are going to tremble, so shut up and listen to me like a sigh."
"Isn't it something you're proud of as a priest, such as being able to attend a saints' council? I envy you."
In response to the priest's light mouth, Lante moved her own sacrificial clothes with her fingers.
Less decorative It is a sacrificial garment that shows the status of a lowly priest.
"What, you take my place? Wouldn't it be a bad idea to sit at a roundtable full of Supreme Priest greats?
"Give me a break. I'm just too nervous to be in this room."
That's clear, Lante gets pushy and silent with a stubborn look.
The other priests who were in the understatement room also understood Lante's feelings so painfully that they decided not to say anything extra.
Lante, who looks out the window with her fingers and taps her desk, sighs and waits for the call.
Where the light rain had turned into the main descent, the door of the modem was knocked.
"Thank you for waiting. Priest Lante, Lord Renessa is waiting for you."
When Lante opened the door, it was the priest of his colleagues who stood there.
Leaving the hallway guided, there awaits an old woman wrapped in extravagant sacrificial clothing that is not comparable to that of a lowly priest.
"Priest Lante, you kept me waiting. Are you ready?
"Yes."
Lante speaks out as if to shake off tension and anxiety.
Seeing how it was, Renessa smiled with a loving smile.
"You don't have to be nervous like that. I chose you as my assistant because I decided I needed you."
The Congregation of Saints, composed of the Pope and nineteen Supreme Priests, is the culmination of the power of Saint Navenpos.
The High Priest is allowed to attach one priest as an assistant, but a high priest was customarily chosen.
It should be noted that a high priest does not refer to a particular position, but rather to the generic name of a priest belonging to the progenitor of the Lord. Similarly, lower priests are priests who belong to their subordinate ancestors.
"But I am a lowly priest..."
"You can't move on, even if you care about such customs. Priest Lante, you know that very well, don't you?
Lante, who engages in territorial management as Renessa's subordinate and proceeds with reorganization and reform of vested interests, understands that crappy customs are the diseases that erode St. Navenpos.
But in the corner of his head he thought that the custom that attendance at the Congregation of Saints was limited to high priests might be one to be observed.
The High Priest is a force and a necessity to protect St. Navenpos from the threat of the Kingdom of Levios as well as mature warcraft.
It seemed an act of disdain for all high priests to be present at the Congregation of Saints directly involved in the operation of Saint Navenpos.
Just because one of the Supreme Priests, Renessa, allowed it, it is not possible to predict what the Pope or the other High Priests think or how they will move.
Worst case scenario is that Renessa will be followed by the Congregation of Saints.
"... Did Priest Lante hear about today's agenda?
"No, nothing yet. Do you know Master Renessa?
Renessa steps closer to Lante, frowns and asks what's going on around her.
Based on that appearance, Lante approached his head to the height of Renessa, determined it was inexplicable and waited for words.
"It's going to be a war with the Kingdom of Levios"
Renessa gestures with her fingers "quietly" faster than Lante responds.
Fortunately, Lante was not in the mood to inadvertently absurd his voice. No one would have noticed that change without seeing his tenacious expression.
"Is that true...?
"To make sure of that, I want you to be my assistant."
Lante begins several simulations in his head of how he should move if the kingdoms of St. Navenpos and Levios were to be at war.
Renessa smiles of relief when she sees a lante with an unusual expression. There was a brilliant politician there she relied on as one arm.
"You've got a reliable face. I hope so, Priest Lante."
Taking Lante, who nodded silently, Renessa began to make her way down the hallway.
The Congregation of the Saints meets in the Sacred Room, the deepest room of the Cathedral of Corpa.
It is a sanctuary that no believer or priest can enter unless, of course, he is a high priest or so famous.
The Sacred Room, also known as the room used by the Kazu Zeth for prayer, was surrounded by a heavy atmosphere.
Although the attendance of Lante, a lowly priest, was not well thought of by the other Supreme Priests, dissatisfaction was suppressed because the Pope acknowledged Renesa's words that there were no problems under the provisions.
"I will hold a saints' meeting more urgently than this. Pray and swear."
Because the High Priest does not have a sequence, the MC is around. This time the host was Renessa.
The Congregation of the Saints met after turning over the Pope and several persons in charge of affairs, including the Supreme Priest, the priest who assisted him, and the secretary.
"I want you to let me hear it first. Is it true that you failed in launching a massive indiscriminate attack in the Kingdom of Levios?
The first to open his mouth was not the host Renessa, but the bald middle-aged Supreme Priest.
I've always tended to ignore MCs because of their short temper, but only this time, no one blamed me for that. Because everyone wanted to know the answer to his question.
"May I make a statement?
It was the elderly Supreme Priest who slowly lifted up the palms where the blood vessels rose with each passing thing.
The right half of the bearded face is marked by a scar that looks like someone burned red. It's a wound to honor that I once did when I fought the Mature Warcraft.
Ringing as a militant in the past, his body looked well forged and tight now.
"Please. Terrorist Tris Priest"
The Terrorist High Priest is one of the priests with a strong voice in St. Navenpos.
The nineteen Supreme Priests attending the Congregation of the Saints make several factions, one of which is the Terrorist Tris.
I won't even quit violent means to rebuild the Holy High Council, no, rather a faction that actively uses it. Extremists among extremists.
"The slander of failure is heartfelt"
In the voice of an old man who plunders better and sounds lower, Terrorist continues.
"We were forced into a situation where we had to fail. Aren't you familiar with the people sitting there?
Without even trying to hide his disgust, Terotris said, turning his palm to the other side of the round table.
"Say what! The cause in the first place is the Terrorist Priest! I guess it's because of your arbitrary plan!? That's how much more vigilant I think the King's capital has become because of that!
The High Priest, with his palms turned, protests against Terrorist Tris, who gives him an invincible grin, turning his face bright red. Furthermore, the Supreme Priest of the same faction as him began a wildly similar objection to Terrorist Tris.
Lante thought it was going to develop into a curse as it was, and Renessa, the host, interrupted it.
"Be quiet....... Terrorist Priest. First of all, can you tell us how it went so that everyone here can see it?
"I understand."
Terrorist Tris, nominated by Renessa, stands up and turns his gaze to everyone sitting at the round table.
Lante, who had eyes in his red and black eyes, had a cold sweat on his back. Because it was a despicable gaze, like seeing dirty things.
"Let's conclude first. My men carried out indiscriminate attacks. Location is the city of Newnelly, territory of Qualdenze"
The words make noise in the sanctuary.
More than anything else, Lante felt like knocking on her desk because it was Newnelly City.
And that seems to have been what most of the attendees felt, throwing words like one of the Supreme Priests would bump his anger.
"Why did you imitate the Quordenze family like it inspires you?!? Terrorist Priest! This is a serious problem!
Look at the Supreme Priest, who raised his voice. Lante had his inner support: "That's good, say more".
The Quordenze family has not destroyed the Holy High Church while in the Kingdom of Levios.
Collaboration with St. Navenpos is monitored and there are many restrictions on activity, but nevertheless faith is allowed in Newnelly City.
There are several High Priests of the moderates contemplating reconciliation with the Kingdom of Levios, but they had envisaged negotiations via the Qualdenze family.
Assuming that reconciliation is not advanced, there is nowhere in the interest of turning the Quordenze family against the enemy, where there is no strong oppression against the Holy High Council.
"Be quiet. Continue."
Renessa does the MC's job again and returns the lead of the story to Terrorist Tris.
"We have to talk about it from the beginning. How many years ago was the trigger in the first place, when a boy was born with the blessing of the Spirit in a rural area near Newnelly City. The boy's parents were devout followers of the Holy High Society."
Even if they are just civilians, children between slave ancestors, very rarely are human beings born belonging to the Lord's ancestors.
This is called a child blessed by the Spirit, but in the Kingdom of Levios and the Jinker En Empire he is separated from his parents in the hunt for the Lord Ancestor by nobility.
They are often raised as executions in principle if they are boys and as mothers giving birth to children if they are girls.
"Parents who didn't want my son killed by the Qualdenze family consulted the church in Newnelly City. So we decided to raise the boy in secret from the Qualdenze family."
Executions are certain if you are a boy, so it was also natural for parents to try to hide their children.
But it's not as easy as trying to hide it. As if he had read that Lante had thought so, Terrorist continues the story.
"The hidden place is the field. Fortunately, there was a massive field in Newnelly City."
The interior of the field is difficult to detect magic, so it is great for hiding the baby of the Lord's ancestors.
"They say that the magic of natural release alone can drive Hill far enough, even if he is a baby, if he is the progenitor. On the contrary, let me report that we have a study that says that as large as this room is, the hills no longer occur."
Lante had once entered the field to exterminate the Warcraft, so he understood the troubles of Hill in the field.
He thinks it would be quite convenient if just taking the Lord ancestor to the field alone would stop Hill from worrying.
It is also a story that cannot be done by his authority, such as taking a high priest to the field.
"The environment for raising the child was set up with the guidance of the local church director. The food seemed to be carried mainly by the adventurer, but I don't know the details."
It is not unnatural for adventurers to have large quantities of food because it takes days to weeks to get into the field.
Lante thought the local church director looked like a person with quite a head turn.
"This is why we raised the boy, but the goal was to create a submissive soldier. If the Blessed Child gained familiarity, he planned to bring in a cheap slave woman and increase the number in the field. It would be just right for a cut-in unit for the day to come."
Terrorists argue that we should resolutely fight against the Kingdom of Levios. By "coming day" he was referring to the day of war with the Kingdom of Levios.
If the Kingdom of Levios and St. Navenpos went to war, as he put it, the Qualdenze family should also join the war. In that case, Newnelly City, the home city, becomes thin.
So what happens if a special unit of subordinate soldiers, led suddenly by the Lord Ancestor, pops out of the field?
It would be able to do a great deal of damage to the Qualdenze family, which would take the form of being slammed through the flank.
Lante thought that what Terrorist said was good and evil, whatever it was.
"In other words, we did not intend to carry out a plan of indiscriminate attacks such as we had before on the territory of Qordenze. The Blessed Child was meant to be used as a seed horse. In fact, I'm getting reports that I could have gotten some pregnant."
Lante saw the face of Terrorist Tris.
I'm sure there's not one thing wrong with what I did, I had that look on my face.
"But our plan was to crumble. I think someone has failed in his work in the Wang capital, but some of his movements have been leaked."
In referring to those who failed to carry out their work in the Wang capital, Terrorist Tris shifted his gaze to several Supreme Priests.
The frustrating tone that it's your fault must have come from the heart.
"Unfortunately, all I was on the field was a blessed child and a never-born baby. It is not surprising that I choose to take a blow to the oppression of the aristocracy and finish it rather than to take this away with me. Deanna, my comrade, has transferred the indiscriminate attack by the Mature Warcraft to execution."
Lante knew the name of Lower Priest Deanna.
Deanna is a direct subordinate of Terrorist Tris, a highly radical female priest. No wonder we launched indiscriminate attacks, as Terrorist put it.
"Details are still unknown, but a mature warcraft was born to raid Newnelly City"
Again, the sanctuary becomes noisy.
Everyone understood that being a mature warcraft jumping off the scale of Newnelly Field would be a catastrophe once in a hundred years.
We all waited for the continuation of the words of Terrorist Tris as to how much land had been contaminated and in which direction the mature warcraft that destroyed the city of Newnelly went.
Lante also thought about dealing with it with her eyes closed again.
If the mature warcraft goes south, it will cause a great deal of trouble to the group of urban states that have friendly relations with St. Navenpos.
In time, if this plot leaks, it will lead to a serious deterioration in the relationship.
"... but... Apparently the mature warcraft was debated overnight. By the Qualdenze family."
The face of Terotris, who told him to throw up, is a heartfelt bitter one.
Lante wasn't the only one who felt a concentrated revelation of anger, like the sludge that spit out from the depths of his throat.
All those present breathed in the way it was, and for a moment the sanctuary quieted down.
"... wait. Is it possible, such as being able to defeat a Newnelly-scale mature warcraft overnight? Speaking of the Quordenze family, the contemporary period should have been Quordenze Luxe. I've never heard of martial arts against mature warcraft before."
One supreme priest put into his mouth the question everyone felt.
Cutting the silence broken, the other Supreme Priests also speak one question after the other.
"Are you sure it's a warcraft born in Newnelly Field? Aren't you mistaken for something born in a small field?
"No, I guess Galphis was staying in Newnelly City. One night is just a rumor, and I can actually convince you that we fought for a few days."
"Isn't it normal to think that Galphis is on the front line against the Empire? Given the current composition of the Qualdenze family, it would be reasonable to place Galphis in the west."
"It would be a story where martial arts just weren't spreading and we just had power in our time. It draws the blood of the princess of the five realms and the Red Ghost, no wonder."
As speculation spread over and over the other side, Renessa turned her gaze to Lante.
"What do you think of the Lante Priest?
"I..."
As soon as Lante tried to put his thoughts in his mouth, Terrorist poked his desk slightly before answering his questions.
"It was the Qualdenze family man, Qualdenze Wilk, who fulfilled the crusade. The city of Newnelly has received reports that a crusade has been held in his name."
Even the Supreme Priests do not know that until the name of the children of the aristocracy.
Terrorist not only saw the Supreme Priests with a faint reaction, but he began to tell us about that crusader in a way he had no choice.
"Priest Lante already knew, didn't he?"
Seeing how Lante was listening to the degree of confirmation, Renessa said quietly. Lante affirms it immediately.
"Yes, there have recently been people who have been inclined to Qualdenze, and I have become more familiar with nature as well"
"Yes... I'd like you to give me a few words after the meeting. It's an eyebrow to defeat a mature warcraft overnight, but I'm concerned that the Lord of the Qualdenze family is trying to spread the name of his son. The Qualdenze family is a conspirator, so you must have some thoughts."
The description of Terrorist Tris ends while Lante and Renessa are whispering.
At the end of the day, he looks around at everyone, and then Terrorist gets to the end of the story.
"I have one last thing to say. Deanna sent a letter to Noah before she executed the plan. This letter."
That being said, Terrorist took out one letter and moved it flashly.
"It says dispose of all conclusive evidence before carrying out indiscriminate attacks. We don't know. We just have to push through."
No matter how much evidence the lowly priests said they would dispose of, they couldn't have trusted the Supreme Priests.
From them, Deanna is a weak man with only the magic of her subordinate ancestors.
"What happens if Priest Deanna gets caught by the Qualdenze family? Wouldn't we be talking about everything?
Terrorist stared at the High Priest, who spoke from the side.
"Sacrifice first the adventurer of the caught cousin, then the mercenary of the hired cousin, and the baby made by the Blessed Son, so if the Warcraft does not mature, Deanna will give herself, and finally the Blessed Son will jump in. … this is the indiscriminate attack plan that was written in the letter"
In the spirit of even dedicating himself to trying to carry out the plan, Lante felt his skin poppy.
I guess I don't doubt that the Blessed Son will be sacrificed because he is also educated in extremist ideologies.
Against the distortions of extremists and terrorist tris, Lante now learned to fear.
"... The Warcraft will not mature in Newnelly Field where he has taken in a few of his cousins. Perhaps taking in the Blessed Child completes the mature Warcraft. In order, Deanna is likely already dead"
Terotris, whose tone of voice has fallen, prays to the Spirit at the same time as he finishes his words. It was a soul-quenching prayer for Lower Priest Deanna.
Keep your eyes closed, says Terotris.
"Assuming I'm caught, there's no problem. Deanna will not succumb to the torture of the nobles."
That statement, with certainty, resonated well with the deep idle sanctuary.
Lante and Renessa all sighed when the Saints' Guild closed and returned to the modem.
It has only been around twenty days since an indiscriminate attack by a mature warcraft was launched in Newnelly City.
As things stand, we can only believe what Terrorist has to say, which is familiar with the information in Newnelly City.
It is only unclear how the Quordenze family actually moves, how far they hold the information, and whether the low-ranking priest Deanna could really dispose of the evidence.
Renessa felt the need to explore Newnelly City as soon as possible and closed the Saints' Guild before falling into a disturbing air.
Deciding things without information was because I felt driven to do exactly what Terrorist wanted.
In fact, there is a pretence that Terrorist wants a war with the Kingdom of Levios.
Let's do it before they do it, Renessa thought it was good to just avoid being able to move in the direction of war, etc.
Lante, on the other hand, was pessimistic.
I thought a war with the Kingdom of Levios would be enough.
It is possible that the Qualdenze family will not publish an indiscriminate attack by the Holy High Council in order to give priority to the war against the Zinker En Empire.
But Lante said the possibility of the Qualdenze family choosing that option was five-fifths.
If the facts were made public, the Royal Levios would do much good here and declare war on St. Navenpos.
Lante was desperate to figure out how to avoid war.
I heard a sweet, hoarse voice in Lante's ear when the cold sweat dripped over his chin.
"Renesa Priest"
"Aren't you the Holy Witch? How could you be in a place like this?
The chief of that voice, Renessa, replied, and Lante only turned his gaze silently.
There was one girl standing there.
This is the girl of her age, who takes exactly the first step towards a girl's transformation into a woman.
The pure white clothing she wears is as simple as a slight gold decoration sewn into the tip of her sleeve or the edge of the cloth.
Of the structure in which the cloth overlaps, it does not appear cheaper beside Renessa's wearing of the High Priest's sacrificial garment.
But the cloth was tailored with plenty of pure white silk from the Mumshredded Confederation, the finest.
Its clothing, worthy enough for two small castles to be built, is a sacred garment that only those in a position called the Holy Witch are allowed to wear.
"Please don't say things like Holy Witch and other ways of behaving. Go ahead, as usual."
It is the Virgin, who knows no dirt, who speaks in a simple tone.
The dark dark dark hair of the night stretched out enough to reach the knee, would be the addition or subtraction of light, with a glossy brilliance unlike that of a flattering young girl.
Child-like crisp black eyes shine like obsidian stones, creating that smile for something more appealing.
Lante, turning thirty this year, stared at a girl of no strange age, even her own daughter, and accidentally swallowed a saliva.
Renessa was relieved even as she was a little confused by the unusual attitude of the girl.
"You're no different, are you, Lorna? Only my faction people are in this room right now, but don't say that anywhere else."
Holy Witch Rhona.
She was a girl in a position reserved as a symbol of faith in St. Navenpos.
"So what did Lorna come to do? You wouldn't be attending the Saints' Guild, would you?
The current status of the Holy Witch is only a symbol and there is no political power.
It was often the case that beautiful daughters were chosen among the famous houses because they were only there to attract popularity among the people.
I need to talk to you.
"What is it?"
Renessa used to tutor Lorna, and this is how she occasionally comes to consult.
Much of the consultation had nothing to do with politics, and most of the time to that extent the pets I own were in bad shape or something I didn't understand in my studies of ancient languages.
Sometimes, when Renessa was busy, the Lantes sent a letter with their answers.
"A rough thing must have happened in Newnelly City, right? I'm so anxious... I can't sleep at night like this..."
"Lorna is sweet. I can't believe how heartbreaking it is for a man whose name is unknown. … Now let's pray to the Spirit"
Lante was not very fond of the Holy Witch of that sweet little spirit.
I see. Certainly beautiful without complaint, perfect as a symbol. But could this near-universal character not be managed?
Why is it that Lorna, who was a student, is also relaxed when Renessa says she is a crisp woman?
Lante wanted to cut this boring story off quickly and discuss measures against the Kingdom of Levios.
But Lorna slowly denied Renessa's words.
"I am not a stranger. My friends are visiting the church in Newnelly. Oh... I can't believe I can only hope she's okay..."
Lante wasn't the only one who got a little carried away in that language.
All the priests around him, including Renessa, breathed.
A friend of the Holy Witch can't be just a civilian, he's definitely a man of the Holy High Council.
"Wait a minute, Lorna. Who is that friend? Why were you visiting a church in Newnelly?
"Huh? What is it, Priest Renessa? On such a scary face..."
"Just answer me. This is important."
When Renessa was awesome, Lorna began to follow suit to see if she could read the air a little.
"I don't know if you know the Renesa Priest, but I say Cynthia. She's a very sweet woman who cares about the classics..."
"Lante"
Lante, called by name, soon twists the priest by the name Cynthia out of his memory.
A woman close to the Holy Witch, a devout man, with the name Cynthia.
It was the female priest whose breast size first caught my eye that came to mind in Lante's brain.
Approaching Renessa subtly, Lante informed her of Cynthia's origins, affiliations, positions, and more.
"Lorna, tell me. Why did Priest Cynthia go to the church in Newnelly City?
If the Holy Witch has begun a leap to become politically powerful, there must be some confusion in sending his men to Newnelly. Lante looked behind it, looking at Lorna's face.
But Lorna says with a blatant face, without incident.
"Aren't you saying that the city of Newnelly is in the Kingdom of Levios but still has the Holy High Church? Then it would be possible to get along with the Qualdenze family, wouldn't it?
Of course Lante doesn't deny Lorna's words. She is in such a high position that she cannot be compared to the Lante of the Holy Witch, Lower Priest.
That's not true, don't say anything like that.
"If you show the correct faith of the Holy High Council, the Qualdenze family will surely understand. Cynthia seemed to think the same way I do and actually want to take action. … so I gave her a hiccup"
Cynthia said she traveled when she said that she wanted to improve the status of the Holy High Council by working honestly as a nun.
To that peaceful thought, Lante held his head unexpectedly. The same seemed to apply to Renessa.
Contemporary Holy Witches have a strong faith and have no interest in political strife. Besides, there is little that the Holy Witch can do.
As a result, it has been abandoned by every faction, with little experience exposed to the malice of factional rivalries.
Being beautiful and quiet, she must have been surrounded by goodwill in her life so far. I believe that if you come close in good faith, they will respond in good faith.
"If the Quordenze family would accept the Holy High Council, the Kingdom of Levios would also one day acknowledge its mistakes. Because there is no mistake in the teaching of saints."
Seeing the Holy Witch believing in a bright future without a single cloud, Lante was so heart-shaking that she wondered if it was herself who was wrong.
"Priest Renessa? Um, me, did I do anything extra...?
Lorna says anxiously when she realizes that everyone in the room is looking suspicious.
Renessa put her hand on Rhona's shoulder and told her to tell her.
"No. Your thoughts are fantastic. It is the ideal of the Holy See itself.... but, hey, I'd like someone to talk to once if I'm going to do something like get out of St. Navenpos. Hopefully, to me."
That was a dangerous thing that could have sounded like a statement about taking the Holy Witch into a faction.
But still, Renessa wanted to reduce the likelihood that Lorna would be in danger.
For Renessa, who was not blessed with a child, Lorna was a student, as well as a daughter.
"The trend of the Cynthia Priest...... I will look into it. Lorna must not move."
"Yes, Doctor.... Wrong, Priest Renessa"
He was a holy witch who corrected it adorably, but Lante looked at it with cold eyes.
Cynthia is undoubtedly a so-called priest of the faithful, as thick in faith as the Holy Witch.
It is incompatible with the terrorists who would not hesitate to release the mature warcraft if it were to regain the authority of the Holy High Council.
Probably went to Newnelly City independently of the Terrorist plot and must have been working without knowing anything.
Thinking of this incident, Cynthia will come to a tragic end.
You should be arrested without question just because you were in Holy High Church and tortured to throw up the whole indiscriminate attack plan you're not supposed to know about. He was just purely trying to keep the saint's teachings.
The Holy Witch and Renessa prayed to the Spirit for her safety, but Lante prayed only that she could reach a peaceful end at all.
The priests, beginning with Renessa and Lante, went straight to Renessa's mansion.
Lante also holds a position in the church once, but what he actually does was Renesa's main territorial operation.
Priests with territory mostly live in the mansions of the Holy Capital and govern without going to the territory.
Because the entire territory of St. Navenpos is not that large, it is in time if we rush from the Holy Capital even when the various mature warcraft emerge.
Lante looks around at the workplace in the mansion and checks the situation.
In the last room visited, one young man slept on the floor.
"Vidaldo, what are you doing"
"Oh... you're a Lante priest. This is how I work out my calculations."
If you look at it, the blueprints were spread all over the floor.
Lante takes one of those. It was a blueprint for the bridge.
"Can such a large bridge really be built?
"Ma."
That's what Vidald said and kept his mouth shut.
I didn't think it was a good idea to talk to him and interrupt his work, Lante decided to see another blueprint scattered all over the floor. Beginning with the design of bridges and mansions, there is a wide variety of proposals for the construction of water cures.
Lante so renounced his thought that he could not comprehend the written formula or anything else completely, but also that he did not need to understand it.
Even before, Vidald has a proven track record of making blueprints that he is not sure of and achieving them. You don't have to invade his area of work.
The only thing Lante could enjoy was a painting expected to be completed.
Reminds me of the story that Vidald used to make money as a painter, and Lante felt it wouldn't be strange to have someone to give him money for such a brilliant painting.
"We don't have enough budget. Please ask Lord Renessa from the Lante Priest. Let me do more experiments."
"I'm sorry, but now I'm full of hands. Look, I'm sorry about Vidald, but I just want you to do your best on a budget right now."
From behind the lante, Renessa shows up to see when she came.
To his sudden appearance, Lante corrected his posture in awe, but Vidald remained asleep.
"Hey, Vidald! Don't dress rude in front of Master Renessa!
"I don't mind. Vidald's job is to think. It doesn't have to be me without anyone else."
"Master Renessa is a good man to talk to."
Vidaldo, who was tattooed, fell asleep to show off to Lante, farting about what would happen.
Such a disrespectful working man Vidald is just a civilian. The Lord ancestors, of course, are not even his cousins. A fragile person without magic.
The only thing is, he's recognized for his worth in one respect: having a genius brain.
Mathematics, architecture, civil engineering, painting, etc. are just one end of its ability, and this young man, with extraordinary talent in everything, was one of the precious talents Renessa found.
"But the budget alone can't help it. Can't you manage with just one budget right now?
Renessa was a pragmatist, realistic and rationalist among the Supreme Priests.
We call low-ranking priests like Lante to the Congregation of Saints if we are to be seen as competent, and we do not suffer from the heavy use of civilians like Vidald. Everything moves thinking it's for St. Navenpos.
"Dear Renesa, Vidaldo even spends his budget experimenting with his hobbies. If you give it, it will be used to experiment as much as you give it."
"We have good experiments, so we come up with good ideas. I'm just doing my best for Renessa. So you can experiment with your hobby for a little while."
Lante knows that what Vidald says is not a complete mistake.
On several occasions, his experiments have helped solve the problem and have benefited greatly.
Though it would certainly be a plus if you think about it in total, too many gold coins used to invest were the seeds of Lante's concern.
"Look, you gave up experimenting with manaral crystals. So I need you to give me a break."
"That's natural. If you want to buy manal crystals, your finances are in deficit all at once. I struggled to be healthy."
Even the territorial management of the tight financial situation.
Though somewhat squeezed, Lante wanted Vidald to have patience with it because he's been given a pretty good budget.
"For the rebirth concept, it's not even a laugh if the territory is broken"
Renessa was now working out a plan known as the "rebirth concept".
We are now devoting all our energies to restructuring and revitalizing our own territory.
Organisational reform by Lante went well, and Renesa's territory, which continued to suffer from a deficit, had been healthy for several years.
And since Vidald arrived, a number of facilities and tools using new technologies have emerged, and productivity is increasing dramatically.
Renessa first achieved results in her own territory and eventually intended to advocate reform of St. Navenpos as a whole.
The plan is to do so and take the lead in the reform, rationalize the governing mechanisms and strengthen the national power against the Kingdom of Levios.
"Rebirth doctrine. It's fashionable."
Over the past decade, the idea of what is called "rebirthalism" has spread to St. Navenpos.
Once the Holy High Council had influence over all of the continent and boasted immense authority. But the present St. Navenpos is apoptotic, and not even its shadow.
The basic idea of rebirthism is to regain authority like the Holy High Council in classical times because the situation is not good right now.
This re-birthism is a vague idea, and how we capture it is completely different from one thought to another.
Rebirth doctrine for Renessa is about countering kingdoms and empires by correcting organizations, sounding finances and boosting economies and cultures, as it is caused by the corrupt Holy High Council itself.
Rebirth doctrine for Terrorists is the defeat of nobles by force or violence to show the power of priests, as there is cause for nobility to avenge the Holy High Council.
A rebirth doctrine for the Holy Witch Lorna is to revisit the scriptures to regain the right faith and to aspire to a noble priest, as there are causes for the Holy High Council, which has lost sight of and corrupted its faith.
"Speaking of which, why is Master Renessa getting into rebirthism? I think you just have to think about your own territory, I..."
In response to Vidald's mild tone, Renessa turned a serious look.
"It's to protect a world where people can live as people."
"Huh?"
Vidald, who expected it to be something that answered a clear profit, accidentally replied out of his mind.
The same goes for Lante, who doesn't immediately understand the meaning of the word.
"Do you two know what is happening in the Kingdom of Levios? The Holy High Church has been destroyed and faith is a light before the wind."
Slowly, Renessa says, as teachers teach things.
"Of course it is. All I can say is tyranny of the nobility. It wouldn't be acceptable, for example, to destroy a church."
"I've never been to the Kingdom of Levios, but I see you are. Priests have a hard time finding jobs."
There will be nothing unknown in the priesthood in St. Navenpos, such as the destruction of the Holy High Church by the Kingdom of Levios
Lante could not measure Renessa's sincerity as to why she had asked such a question.
Renessa exhaled deeply when she heard the two responses.
"No, you don't know anything. I am not talking about churches and priests in the Holy High Council. We're talking about the people."
"Are you a people?
After seeing the lante still not pinned, Renessa continues her explanation.
"Do you have any idea how the people who live in the Kingdom of Levios now live? How do you think you're judging what's good and what's wrong?
"Good, evil, common sense, you know."
"What you call common sense is the teaching of the Holy High Council.... Priest Lante, the child must not kill his parents. Why?
"It's in the classics..."
That's it, and Renessa slapped her hand.
"A child must not kill his parents. Because that's what it says in the classics. So, Priest Lante, if you asked the same question to the people who live in the Kingdom of Levios, how would you answer it?
"It's................................................... I don't know"
There is no Holy High Church in the Kingdom of Levios. That means there are no priests to read and listen to the scriptures.
In other words, the people of the Kingdom of Levios cannot know the classics.
"That's the thing. We don't know what the people of the Kingdom of Levios think of as good and what they think of as evil. Don't you think this is very scary?
"... it is, indeed"
There are people whose common sense I took for granted doesn't work at all. Isn't that something that makes me very anxious?
I felt Lante understood what Renessa wanted to say.
Our values are consolidated with common sense based on the Holy High Church's teachings. There was instinctive fear when I wondered if humans were spreading to the Kingdom of Levios that made no sense at all.
"What I just said is an extreme example. Because there is common sense that we can pass from parent to child without a priest."
But Renessa says.
"About eighty years after the church was destroyed, the people are weaker than we are and generations are shifting faster. Common sense that can be passed from parent to child will also be diminished to the point where the generations overlap. There is no priest in the Kingdom of Levios who can point that out."
That means the divergence of common sense from St. Navenpos goes on.
The common sense that has to be communicated fades, and there is no priest to modify even if the wrong common sense is misled.
Because there are no unified teachings like the Holy High Council, each creates its own values, and only the number of people generates common sense.
"What do you think will happen to the people of the Kingdom of Levios when the current situation lasts for 100 or 200 years? With the people who live there, do you think you can hold hands? Can I trust you wholeheartedly?
"... I can't"
Renessa continues so that she can cover herself in Lante's answer.
"That's the same for them. The people of the Kingdom of Levios will not be able to be trusted because they do not understand about the person of the Holy High Council. It's a world where people can't believe people."
It's a world of beasts, Renessa affirmed.
"If that happens, all we're waiting for is an infinite killing..."
Lante felt a man with no faith as a beast.
But I never thought someone would see me as a beast.
"The teachings of the original Zeth, and the teachings of the saints, do not exist solely in favour of the Holy High Council. It's what people need to teach to live together."
Lante nodded silently.
"We in the Holy High Council have forgotten its mission in the past, corrupted because of our adherence to authority and allowed the rise of nobility. Faith must not be for priests. Because it's what people need to live as people, not beasts."
"Yes."
"We must re-establish St. Navenpos and bring the people back to the path of men who go on the path of the beast. That's our mission, our responsibility."
Having seen Renessa struggle with the rebirth concept, Lante is convinced that she is serious about her current words.
When I accidentally opened the fist I was gripping, I was sweating.
So the conversation ended, and tea was prepared in Renessa's words that she was thirsty by theorizing forcefully.
As the three of us drink tea, Renessa tells us as she remembers.
"Speaking of which, you said at the Congregation of Saints that the Priest of Lante had become familiar with the territory of Qualdenze. Who told you that?
"Oh, that's Vidald. Aren't you the most familiar with this mansion when it comes to the Qualdenze family?
Vidald, called by name, pointed his gaze only at Lante.
"Oh. How could Vidald have been interested?
"Quordenze has made a name for itself over the past few years, so they're making soap in Newnelly silk, and a lot of other rare things, and there's something about the city of Nambonan.... Where did Vidald get interested? Speaking of which, I never heard of you."
Having received two gazes, Vidald stood up and took one book from the bookshelf.
Put that book on your desk, he says.
"This. It's a book made in Newnelly City."
Renessa takes the book and turns the page flat.
The last page was stamped with the author's name and the book mill's seal.
"That boring book, were you still reading it"
Lante had read the book, but had stopped reading along the way.
Lante wonders why so many brain-holders as Vidald hold such books dear.
"Are you bored?
Vidaldo did not respond to Renessa's question, so Lante responds instead.
"Ha, what can I say...... it's a boring book. Do you think it's stupid? I think it's a book made by the rich on the road. The author's name just looks fake, too."
"Oh. So what did Vidald decide was superior?
But Vidald didn't say anything. It doesn't look like they molested my favorite book.
"I think you should read it once too, Master Renessa. Then I'll answer you."
Having said that, Vidald pulled some more books out of the bookshelf and placed them in front of Renessa.
To Renessa, who squeezes his eyes, he goes on.
"So far, that's all I have"
"So many...... It was sold in the city of Newnelly on the territory of Qualdenze, right? What happened to the money? If we were to buy it here, we'd pay merchants more, wouldn't we?
"I put it out of my paycheck. Thanks to you, we live in poverty."
"Oh, my God..."
To surround Vidaldo with genius brains, Renessa is giving him a broken gold coin as a salary.
Renessa, who knows the amount of that gold coin just because she prepared it, was wary that they were turning into books.
"That's all interesting books. Besides, I care about the author. See, if you replace it like this..."
So Vidald brought a wooden Jane for a note.
Vidald writes the author's name on it, re-ordering and writing each and every word that makes up that name.
"............... Qualdenze Wilk?
What appeared there was the name of the man of the Quordenze family, which was also discussed in the Congregation of Saints.
"Yes, the author of this book is actually a nobleman. That would be really interesting. Interesting. Plus, the latest volumes are exciting. I'd like to read the next one soon."
Neither Lante nor Renessa had noticed that Vidald's eyes were shining like a raglan.
"Oh. If it's war with the Kingdom of Levios, it's going to be hard to get..."
"Huh?"
Even though Renesa hires him, Vidaldo is just a civilian who is not even a priest.
Lante hesitated to tell Vidald what was going on at the Saints' Guild.
"Dear Renessa, are you sure?
"It'll be a rumor soon, so let's talk about it from us."
Indeed, Lante reconsiders that these bad rumors are something that spreads quickly.
Then it would be better to pass it on from here first than to make you listen to poorly exaggerated information.
Lante agreed with Renesa's idea and decided to tell Vidaldo the situation.
"Heh.... the race was thrown, you know"
Lante picks up the words that Vidald grumbles.
"What, what's that?
"It's the general's word that appears in this book. You should remember, it will help you soon"
Lante felt something somewhat disturbing to Vidald with an invincible grin.
The next day.
Vidald had left only one letter and disappeared.
In summary, the letter reads: "I'm moving to Newnelly City because I don't like being unable to read the latest volumes. I will return my salary for this month in writing." Bye bye, "he said.
Renessa and Lante, who do not want to let go of their brains as much as Vidald, immediately put the soldiers under their command in pursuit.
To get from St. Navenpos to Newnelly City, you just have to hike north along the Great River.
I can quickly catch up with Vidald and others who don't have magic powers, I can't deny that I was so proud.
In the end, the Renesas couldn't discover Vidaldo.
The Lantes were in trouble. Precisely then, Vidald was swayed by a boat crossing the Great River.
We don't need to cross the Great River to get to Newnelly City, but Vidald expected the chaser to come and dared cross the Great River.
"If only Priest Lante had read the book, he could have guessed."
If you're going to get caught, don't worry, Vidald said to Lante, "The race was thrown" in such a playful way.
"The race was thrown," he said in the book. The general was in the middle of crossing the river. In other words, it was a dark indication that we were going across the Great River to Newnelly.
"Well, what's up"
It was Vidald who wanted to move to Newnelly City, but wanted to see who the author of the book was anyway.
The Qualdenze family seems to have a good turnover, so if possible, they also want the same job as they did when they were hired by Renessa.
Either way, I just wanted to meet with a man from the Qualdenze family.
Vidald was convinced that he would get some work done by showing his talent if only he could see him.
The most troublesome thing is to cling to the meeting.
Vidald thought he needed an eye-catching souvenir for the nobility.
"Whoa, where are you going?
A resting sailor talks to Vidald.
He said after a few thoughts.
"Once I'm going home to see the ocean, Newnelly City after that."