I Picked Up a Saintess from the Ruins

46 – 7. Retaking the City

An arrow with the power to tear apart the castle gate if struck a few times disappeared in the air.

The magic occasionally crackled shooting star-like pieces as if it were dissatisfied, but soon melted away as if nothing had happened.

Lisia slowly looked behind her with her slightly trembling eyes.

Following her thin, straight outstretched hand, she was able to identify its owner.

The other person had a young face with long black hair and black eyes. She’s not familiar with it, but she’s seen it somewhere before.

She was a girl who even remembered the face of Bishop Guiberto who passed by. Likewise, she also saw it only once in the dark, but she did not forget it.

“At that time in the village… ….”

“Do you remember? “It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

As Raven was fending off the thieves who attacked her during the night, she woke up in the church and saw her woman at her own bedside.

The woman, who introduced herself as Amelie, came behind her without her even noticing.

I thought she was a resident of that village. But seeing her wandering around like this shows that she is not an ordinary person.

When I think back on the things I have encountered along the way so far, traveling and moving between cities is not something that everyone can do.

Could it have been followed from that village?

Here, if she was not targeting the wealthy knight’s money and was targeting herself, it could only be seen as an indication that she knew her true identity.

The fact that he held her hand as if he had been waiting added weight to that hypothesis.

It is a secret that has not been revealed to anyone except Raven. But why would an outsider seeing this for the first time know that?

‘I said it was okay if it was for self-defense.’

I think now is the time, should I use magic? One o’clock is already busy.

The girl glared at Amelie with wary eyes.

“Oh, does this hurt? “I’ll let you go.”

Amelie let go of Licia’s wrist.

She wasn’t caught in pain and there was no problem with her movement, but she was fiddling with her wrist to see if there was anything wrong with the girl.

“Calm down. I didn’t come here to harm you. Rather, I’m here to help.”

“You mean help? “What kind of help?”

“As a senior, I would like to give some advice to her junior.”

“Senior…… ?”

“You’re going to college, right? “I want to receive teachings from the saint.”

“How did you know that?”

Lisia internally raised her alert level to maximum.

This wasn’t an answer she could come up with just by following her lead. Raven simply answered that she always goes to the Pope with him.

It seemed like it was too cumbersome to explain her detailed story, but that was why her destination was not known.

If she had at least come from Bole, she would have heard from Priest Pippin and could have at least understood. But didn’t we meet her for the first time in a distant village?

What on earth is it? Licia’s stinging gaze pierced Amelie. She

As if she felt that this was enough of a rush, Amelie smiled bitterly and opened her mouth.

“I am the saint of that university.”

“Yes?”

Lisia, who was wondering what kind of magic she should use, froze.

*****

The grand master plan originally designed by the Count and his staff together was summarized in three lines as follows.

One, a small elite group climbs the castle wall and infiltrates.

Two, secretly open the castle gate.

Third, take advantage of the narrow road and hold out until reinforcements arrive.

In that sense, when the soldiers who saw the castle gate opened immediately rushed to see it, the first thing they expected to see was the knights and servants protecting the gate, putting their lives on fire.

After telling the knights that they had worked hard, they cleared a path from the rear while they reorganized.

I definitely ran with that plan.

“The door opens!”

“Okay, let’s go before it’s too late. “You never know when it might close!”

“The drivers are waiting for us! “You have to live up to those expectations, so run faster!”

“You wicked thieves, we are back… huh?”

“Is there no one there?”

What I actually encountered was a single soldier standing leisurely in front of the door.

Where has the fierce battle gone? In an unexpected situation, the commander approached the soldier and asked: First of all, if you look at the markings on the clothes, it was an ally.

“That… Is it okay to go in?”

“Are you here! The area around the gate has been cleared, but many remnants of the castle still remain. And the drivers are waiting inside.”

“Okay. “Everyone go in.”

I hurried through the door, and sure enough, there were knights gathered and doing something beyond it. Since there were no metallic sounds or shouts, it was definitely not a battle.

As we got closer, we saw that they had stuck a head on a spear and were pushing it around.

“Let’s all go and see the captain’s face at least once. “You might not be used to it because you don’t see it much.”

“Ah… ….”

Head? Leader? The commander’s mind became confused.

Why is the captain here? Even if you hide in the deepest place, it won’t be enough.

Only then did the commander see the sword the knight was holding in his other hand.

The sword body, subtly different from other relics, with a nice green glow, had something that touched the heart. He happened to know who the owner was.

“Luminous sword, I heard what you just said. “Is this really the captain?”

“He said so in his own words. He may have told a lie, but seeing his subordinates tremble without refutation makes it seem like it is true.”

“Did you cut it down yourself?”

“That’s right.”

The commander looked around him. No matter how many times the sacred pine cone exploded, there was no place left intact.

However, in a place littered with stone dust and shattered trees, one body was found that was particularly well-armed.

His head was removable. It was not unusual for him to be walking around with his hair in disarray on the battlefield.

However, his armor was torn like a piece of paper. This is something worth noting. Unless it was a leisurely sawing of his armor, it meant it was a single blow.

“Is this person the captain?”

“Okay. Oh, maybe he should have been spared? “There was so much resistance that there was nothing I could do.”

“Is that possible? He was a bastard who had to die anyway. “You can get the information by catching someone else.”

“If that’s the case.”

Despite his solemn tone, the commander was confident when he saw him engrossed in shaving his head again. As expected, it was the glow-in-the-dark sword that did it.

The so-called captain had his armor and even his body wrapped in fine pieces. It was a bloody sight that he would not have believed unless he saw it with his own eyes.

Capturing the leader was a major demoralizing event.

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This is a great achievement, and the report will be posted after simple verification of authenticity. Also how he was taken down.

First of all, since the situation was understood, the soldiers were instructed to take over the nearby area.

The servants and soldiers who were injured during the struggle were sent to the camp to receive treatment, and the prisoners were handed over to the soldiers who joined them soon after.

*****

So, she is the saint he wanted to meet as a student or professor?

There was a question that came to mind, so Lisia asked.

“But I understand that the name of her professor, the saintess, is not Amelie.”

“Because Amelie is my worldly name. Her name as Pope is different from the name she used when she was just a priest, right? Even adults give names like that.”

“… “Then why did you come to see me?”

“I think our junior is trying to do something a little dangerous.”

Are you talking about magic? But why is that dangerous?

There was no failure in aiming, and care was taken to ensure that the power did not cause damage to the surrounding area.

When Amelie saw Licia’s face that she didn’t know what she was talking about, she sighed softly and said.

“You still don’t know anything.”

“I don’t think there’s any problem… “I have something more urgent to do right now.”

“Well, I understand why you’re anxious. Still, wait and see. Because he’s still alive.”

“That… “How do you know?”

“I promise in her saintly name.”

There was a rumor that followed the university saint.

It was a story that could seem a little arrogant, claiming to know everything in this world.

If such fame had followed a single professor, it would have been enough for people who were enraged to go and dip themselves in the river, accusing him of daring to steal God’s exclusive possession.

However, it was a story that did not really apply to humans who are loved by God. This is because the powers that should not be allowed were given to adults.

The knowledge that no one can claim belongs solely to the saint at the university.

The authority to dare to run this world created by God belongs to the knight who fought on the front lines against the heretics.

The flow of time, which no one can resist, went to the bride who returned the rotten land to its most fertile time.

She was that kind of Amelie, so even if she knew straight through the fact that she was a saint, it wasn’t a big surprise to her.

So she, the girl, just wait a moment, she wanted to run out right now, but she decided to wait just a moment. Could it be that she is such a saint that she is lying to a young girl?

Sure enough.

“Count, the door is open!”

“What about the soldiers? “Did everyone enter Villach as planned?”

“Yes! “There are some injuries, but all the knights are safe.”

“Thank you, God!”

I heard such a conversation in the barracks.

The Count let out a scream of joy as he drank a lethal dose of faith mulberry that did not take his age into account.

Amelie smiled and asked Lisia, who had been nervous a little while ago and was in an awkward posture for no reason.

“What do you think, do you think I’d like to hear the story a little bit?”

“… Yes.”