I Was Summoned to Be the Saint, but I Was Robbed of the Position, Apparently

No matter how many three people are in the carriage together, unfortunately I can't speak a lot of plain language.

For some reason, they don't trust me, and the guards are riding with me.

I don't know why.

Was it because of Lek's defiant attitude?

So we just shake in silence and on a wagon.

I was wondering.

What a privilege, actually.

No, we were quiet at first. But it turns out that Lek started talking in Farglow's words, but apparently neither the guard nor the escort understood Farglow's words.

I've looked at it carefully, but it doesn't look like an act. I just found myself very frustrated when I was even speaking in a language I didn't understand.

In Farglow's words,

"You look like you know this sentry, but you don't. No reaction at all. Looking at you like this, you look stupid ~"

Even though I was throwing up a lot of provocative dialogues, it seemed like I didn't think that this guard was saying bad things because he was blurry and calm after taking his gaze off.

And then hear it and blow me and Father Austin out.

I seemed to know everything about the benefits of the transition. If you think about it, you've been speaking freely since the moment you came to this world.

And Father Austin doesn't seem to have trouble with Farglow's words either.

If that's the case, you can talk to the three of us.

However, it is troublesome to pay more attention to whether the sentry had a sense of crisis or not and try to stop the conversation.

But we're not sinners.

I'm not "invited" by the prince. What, are they calling you? Well, either way, at least let me go!

That said, I'm not the same person who was already escorted as that sinner.

I've gained experience!

That's how I put my guard to sleep.

Nooooo.

I'm just pointing that magic at him.

The sentry, who seemed tired and tired of being used every day, slept very easily.

Of course, if you wake up and complain again, you'll sleep again. More than anything else, Dessne is getting healthier and healthier every day. Must be doing good. Mm-hmm.

And when the guard who was sitting next to me first came to me rowing the boat, Lek turned me over.

Oh no, gentlemen...

Honestly, I was very happy. It was the first time I had an impression of him.

I'm just saying, "Oh, sweet," Father Austin? Do you mind if I take your place?

Well, I had plenty of time to do nothing but talk, so I decided to explain the situation to Lek.

Well, I'm an employer, and I want you to know a little bit about your subordinates. Besides, if I had spent many days in a carriage, I knew that I was a good person even if my attitude was light.

At least he never said anything rude or lied to me or the priest. Rather, it was surprising that he was always careful and always gentlemanly reliable. I'm sorry I thought you were handsome and sexy.

So cheerfully. Summoned, cold, and from exile to assassination.

"Did you get slashed?

Yeah, that was quick.

That said, I showed a line by hand from the neck to the opposite flank.

If that were true, he would die instantly.

"Normally? That's why I was restoring it with a spinal reflex."

Go on.

"... if you're a saint, you won't die. It's convenient."

Hey, hey.

How does it feel when one person is dying? Convenient.

Ah, but this guy was a soldier. I wonder if I've seen a lot of people die.

I can't imagine someone with such a cool, beautiful face on a bloody battlefield.

But when I say that, isn't this impressive and prominent look perfect for a top-secret mission? At least the woman who saw him won't forget his presence so easily, will she? I don't think there was a man who was kind of prominent.

I wonder why this man's boss chose such a person. I don't know how good he is.

"But that's why it's not good for me to meet the 'Predicted Virgin' in the royal palace. I don't give a shit about tracking countries. That's why I want you two to go. If they find out, I'll be killed on the spot before I meet General Farglow. I don't like that alone. I've worked so hard to get there."

Life is important. Very.

"That's why I want to see the General so much. Can you tell me why? If you're acting differently somewhere you're unfamiliar with it, you'll get away when you run away."

"That's why I can't say that. You wouldn't believe it anyway, and it's not something you can say lightly. My life is at stake! I'm desperate! Ah, but it's also troublesome to get away."

"Well, we'll figure it out. The point is, you can't see your face in the royal palace. It doesn't matter ~"

Such a tight conversation? In the carriage where the car crashes.

In front of the sentry, very smiling. The tone is light. Plan as if you were talking to the public at first glance.

Ho, that's nice, but don't kill me anymore. Ufufu. Yeah, well, maybe a fracture would be nice. You want to take a few?

What kind of sweets does Nori want for a picnic? Would you like a snack? That's how it feels.

Besides, it was such a good and pleasant day, but from one point on, I finally stopped sleeping on the guard.

It seemed that it was getting better, and the sentry, who had slept plenty for a few days, began to work hard to take his job seriously. It seems that if I am distracted by my energy, I will not fall asleep until I have done some light magic.

* giggle *. It was handy. But if you put it in a powerful way, it looks like you'll notice it.