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24 – The Holy Maiden of the Iris Kingdom

“Your Holiness! You must send Your Excellency to Kritias Kingdom!”

“It’s already been a month since admissions went through!”

“There is a decision that needs to be made soon!!”

“Okay, stop it!”

Cardinals in clean white clerical robes are seated on thrones.

This is the Sacred Kingdom of Iris, where I pray to the pope.

It is an imperial country where the pope governs the country, and all countries except the Demon Kingdom designate it as a state religion.

This is the headquarters of the Iris Church, which enshrines the goddess Iris.

In addition to the religious and political advantages of being the headquarters of the religions most of the world’s population believes in,

It has an army of Holy Knights commanded by ‘Paladin’, a cousin of the ‘Red Sword Emperor’ of the Kingdom of Critias, which is said to equal the national strength of a country.

The power of the Holy Nation, which fosters temple doctors who have mastered recovery magic, internal medicine, and surgical medicine, dispatches them to each country, and creates political debts in most countries.

It can’t be great.

Now, King Heir IV, who leads the Iris Sacred Kingdom, is in great trouble.

Because she still has not come up with an answer as to whether or not she should send her own daughter, a saint who is only seven years old.

Originally, she should have sent it a long time ago, but her daughter insisted on not wanting to go, so she had no choice but to neglect it.

Her daughter Love, she was neglecting her own daughter, wondering if she needed to let her go, but she disagreed with the cardinals.

No matter how much she is, isn’t she a saint?

There are many academies where you can learn basic education even in the Iris Sacred Country.

However, the quality of education and level of learning is so outstanding that the ‘Crescent Academy’ located in the kingdom of Critias is unmatched.

The dignity of the Holy Kingdom of Iris, Wang Xi (daughter of an elected monarch) must be of the highest quality to fulfill her aptitude and make sense.

They think so.

“Can’t we just do it at the academy in front of us?”

Also, the saintess, she doesn’t really want to go abroad to study.

She’s why she hasn’t gone yet.

The saintess, who was idling around in her room and focusing on sharpening her sword, didn’t like her studies very much.

Domestic academies only conduct theory classes on swordsmanship and magic, so is there any difference even in foreign countries?

At first, she was eager to find information because she had a sense of just in case, but she found herself in Crescent Academy, which boasts of tight security (?).

It was impossible to find outside information.

“Let’s just hang on. If we hold on, we’ll end up attending the academy right in front of us.”

The saintess who doesn’t know that all the cardinals are now bowing down and pleading with the pope is peace under the world. She

She has no idea of her future.

‘Smart’

A knocking sound was heard in the saintess’s room while she was grooming her sword.

“My lord, Paladin has eaten.”

“Stop by.”

The woman called Pali Dean was the owner of a flaming red hair.

Her name is Delia Sieghart. She

She is praised as the ‘Red Sword Emperor’ and is the cousin of Serena Sieghart.

“Yeah, you should head to the academy soon.”

“I don’t like it. It won’t be fun, so why should I go?”

“The academy is not a place to go because it’s fun…”

Delia sighed.

Obviously, the pope elected this time was an elf.

Her daughter, the saint, must also be an elf, but why is she so young?

The mental growth of elven women is more than twice as fast as that of humans.

If the mental age of a human is 7 when a human is 7, then the female elf’s mental age will be around the human’s 15 or 16 years old.

But why is he acting so young?

“By the way, my nephew said he could change one mana core after entering school and working hard.”

“Can I take out at least one magic core?”

“The important thing is that he tried. He’s a boy.”

“Huh… Delia-san seems to be a decent kid as long as he praises him.”

“I haven’t seen it yet, so I don’t know. I can’t even go to my country because of ‘someone’.”

“Wow…”

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Perhaps the saintess felt apologetic, but she couldn’t reply.

She didn’t look up because of her apologetic feelings, but Delia chewed her words once more and recalled them.

A kid who doesn’t know anything about magic made her mana core?

“Huh? Wait a minute. There’s something strange about what you just said.”

“What is it?”

“I’m sure Delia’s nephew was a boy who didn’t even know magic, right?”

“Yes, it is.”

“For a man to pull out a mana core for the first time, he must practice and train for a considerable amount of time.”

“Basically, men have low mana. Plus, it’s harder for him to get the first mana core than to get the second mana core.”

“Then he has an environment in which he can train that much…?”

“Crescent Academy is the best academy in the world. You will be trained in swordsmanship and magic for about 4 hours a day… After class, you are free to study on your own..”

“Yeah!!? Why didn’t you tell me that first!!”

If she knew that, who could have imagined the image of her saintess biting off her handkerchief, saying that she had wasted her time several months before she entered school.

The saint’s mother, the pope, is also unknown.

“Mr. Delia, I’m going.”

“Where?”

“Where is it! Of course it’s the Kingdom of Kritias!”

“Haa… Are we finally going?”

Looking at her saintess throwing off her nightgown and putting on her pure white robe

Delia sighed.

She missed her class for a month.

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Perhaps the supplementary classes will go on endlessly for four months…

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“I am the 826th pope of the Holy Kingdom of Iris, Maron, the daughter of King Heir IV.”

An international student who had been absent without notice for a month came into the classroom and said hello.

Her school uniform is the Pope’s daughter, but she wears a pure white school uniform.

She says it is because the country has no caste system except for the head of state, the Pope.

Sitting in her bottom chair amidst the applause of her classmates, she glanced behind her until her class was over.

She wasn’t overly self-conscious, but she was definitely staring at me.

“Is the saintess interested in you?”

“A saint?”

“Didn’t you know? Your Highness knows more than I thought.”

“No, I know she’s a saint, but that’s why she’s the Pope’s daughter.”

Saints, like warriors, are a rare(?) Species born with God’s blessings.

She is said to be able to exist only once per generation, and her talent for recovery magic and holy attribute magic is very good.

I’m a man, but I think it’s a really coveted talent.

But that saintess is the Pope’s daughter?

Surely, the pope was an electorate, so is he a king?

No, is that Hwanghee? I don’t know.

After her class, there was a buzz around her.

As expected, the title of saintess seems to be quite popular.

Maron spent all of his break time answering Q&A, and right before the end,

I woke up after biting children.

Then, he climbed the stairs and approached me and Lillee, who were sitting on the top floor (?).

Holding the hem of her skirt, she bowed gracefully.

“Nice to meet you, my name is Marron. Good luck to both of you.”

The white lace faintly visible at the end of Marron’s skirt was probably that.

Because she’s a woman, she seems to be too insensitive to exposing her panties.

I stood up slightly and said hello.

When greeting someone from abroad, definitely…

“Welcome to Kritias Kingdom, Your Excellency, I am Yuk Sieghart Kritias, Your Majesty Alice’s companion.”

“I am Lillie von Spitzwegra. Thank you very much, eminence.”

After the two of us finished our greetings, we went back to our seats.

Did you just come to say hello?

“Didn’t I make a mistake?”

“Good job.”

It was my first time greeting a foreign celebrity, so I was a little nervous.

I think I did well without any mistakes.

The break time was over and it was time for swordsmanship class.

I changed my clothes and came out, but the class wasn’t even started yet.

Girls are frantically running around the parade ground with heavy swords.

In contrast, the boys are sitting on benches and chatting.

Anyway, these guys do all the male disgrace(?).

I’m also sitting next to him chatting and passing the time

The instructor came out.

The instructor put on a proud expression as he watched the girls running around silently.

I think he liked the way he acted even though he was thinking instead of being passive.

Then I always neglected it.

It is usually girls who show the posture.

Usually Lillie and Ina will tell you the stance, but now the two

The other side is fighting (?).

I, who naturally(?) Became alone, stood still without being able to do this or that.

I was always learning from the two of them, so the other girls didn’t come close to me.

The remaining children are sparring with each other.

“Your Highness doesn’t have a partner?”

I looked back and saw Saint Maron approaching me, inserting a sword in a splendid motion.

She looked prettier than before, perhaps the cool sweat made her healthy beauty stand out even more.

“The person who taught me swordsmanship…”

“…”

Because where I looked, Lillie and Ina were making a life-or-death decision

Maron also nodded in agreement.

“If it’s okay with Your Highness, would it be all right if I let you know?”

“Your Excellency?”

“I’ve been learning swordsmanship since I was a kid, so I’m confident, right? The paladins of our Holy Kingdom are excellent.”

“Thank you. Then please.”

Because I hold the posture of a lower level swordsmanship and take a stance

Maron came over and began to correct her posture.

Correct all postures, from wrists and ankles to waist and shoulders.

He teaches me in a very delicate way.

But… Since she’s not Lillie, she’s kind of weird.

She thinks that the child she met for the first time today is groping my body and doing skinship, so it’s all the more…

Isn’t that how you get caught?

“And the power of both hands is constant at 50/50!”

“Hmm. That’s the hardest.”

I had such an impure imagination, but

Maron paid attention to correcting her posture as if nothing was wrong.

Anyway, he didn’t seem to pay much attention to what I was staring at.

For no reason, the tree frog symbol worked, so I began to move more and more strongly here and there in Maron.

I started to keep my eyes open.

Did I focus wrongly because I was distracted by a strange place?

I accidentally put magic into the sword I use for training.

No one will notice the change in the training sword unless they appraise it anyway.

You’ll have to deal with Molly later.

I thought so.

Maron, who was correcting his posture, stopped moving.

“Yeah?”

“…”

Looking back at her, Maron opened her eyes wide.

She was staring at the training sword.

“…The holy sword.”

“Oh.”

Come to think of it, the sword I put magic into became a holy sword.

The Holy Sword was a sword given by God.

That god was the goddess Iris…

Ah, that’s right.

She was a girl. She was a saint.

It’s a big deal.