Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

My name is Murias Liza.

I am a Virgin in Roberianism.

When I was little, I was taken to the Church with the patronage of the goddess Robelia, that the gift of holiness was budding, and ever since, I have lived my days of training as a Virgin.

Same thing this time.

Coming to such a remote place from the far away kingdom of the Holy King of Ars, to bring the glory of Robelism to the periphery as well.

With my power, I heal many and convey the correctness of Robelism.

To that end, I came here, to the city of Multo.

That was supposed to happen.

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The Church of Robelism in the city of Multo was so small that it wanted to be regarded as a cabin compared to the cathedral in the Holy Capital of the Holy Kingdom of Ars.

In the Sacred Capital of the Holy Kingdom of Ars, it was enough to say that its church, the Cathedral, was larger than the royal castle where King Ars lived, and that its centre was not the castle, but the Cathedral.

But in the city malt......

I don't mind if it's just small, but I was surprised that I couldn't even see those who walked down the road with their eyes on the Church of Robelism.

I don't have anything coming to church occasionally, but I'm not here to pray or listen to sermons, I'm just here to buy products like the high quality holy water that Robelicism is making or soap made with it.

In doing so, I paid for what I would call a stopover and offered prayers, but it was well and understandable because of the appropriateness of the prayer manoeuvres that it was only in form, no matter how I saw it.

"... what would the Great Godfather say if he saw something like this..."

Geeli, the sharp eyed man who stood next to me, mourned the current state of the church, which, no matter how I saw it, was turning into just a store, as I watched the Robelic "product" sell in the distance.

"... you know the archdeacon. This is what the border looks like."

"If so..."

I was the one who tried to tell you why I would leave you alone.

But Geeli shook his head,

"No, the archdeacon was sent to Murias because he was worried about the status quo. Your responsibilities are enormous."

and replied with a seriously rotten face.

Is that true?

In the first place, I am the Virgin, but not experienced.

I've done some healing and purification in the city and preaching, but I'm more experienced than I am, and I don't have time to name a Saint/Virgin who has a great sense of holiness.

If this is a small village or a town, I may manage to serve even if I do not send such people.

However, the city of Malt is a city of considerable size, not to mention a peripheral city.

Whatever I thought, I felt heavy loads.

So I say what I honestly thought.

"If you want to spread the word, you should send Earls and Miriam, not me."

We are both the best saints and virgins of our time, with no experience, no amount of holy chi, no skill, even if everything has brought me together a hundred people.

If you want to spread Robelism on the border, you should send as many people as they do, and even though the Virgin, she just sent me here at the end of the line, and I feel like water on a burning stone.

Geeli knows or doesn't know in my heart like that,

"... because you two are busy competing for one or two in Roberianism. We couldn't have sent them far away to the boulders."

And I said the obvious.

I know that, too.

Their busyness is not the ratio of royal nobility there.

I guess you say them that you do most of your chopping life every day and you don't even have time to rest.

Naturally, you can't come so far away.

"... I mean, he said I'm free"

"No. No. I won't say that..."

but I tried to ask what would follow after, but I stopped thinking it wouldn't be fun to ask.

Besides, even if they sent me because I'm free, it doesn't change anything.

My job is to tell the people who live here how great Robelism is.

- Anyway, let's do our best.

Whatever it is, I changed my mind about being positive,

"Could the sermon have been planned for a week later?

that's what I ask. Then Geeli asks,

"Yeah. Until then, there will be a lot of procedures. I must also say hello to the leading men of this city. Some of them suffer from injuries or illnesses that are not curable under normal healing magic."

So, say what you're going to do, and I'll cure you in exchange for "coming in."

They will be happy to pay.

Because you have all those assets, and healing is not a substitute for money.

And spread the faith of Robelism little by little.

In fact, in this country, although Robelism is hardly believed in the general civilian population, it is quite widespread among bourgeoisies such as aristocrats and merchants.

That is because such authentic activities bear fruit.

When it comes to civilians, I guess the number of believers is not going to increase because it is not often Roberian to give them much benefit without a "stop".

The biggest religion in this country, Eastern Catholicism, says it will not demand a drop in, but will give it its power indefinitely.

As a result, few aristocrats and bourgeoisies fall behind, and because of this, many tend to be inclined to the Robelites who prioritize with gold.

When people say which is right, emotionally they want to say that Eastern Catholicism is splendid, but the truth is, on second thought...... I think it's subtle.

Anyway, when it comes to contending for a moment because my family is seriously ill, I don't want to be left behind and consequently, dead, because I'm going to pay you, so you're going to want to ask me first.

If there is an eastern heavenly religion and a severely wounded and a slightly wounded, they will be giving priority to the seriously wounded and healing, but they will still be retrieved.

That's why Robelism is aiming and gradually spreading power.

Perhaps, with a big eye, the Eastern Catholicism and the Robelicism are well settled in this country.

There's no way Robelism can be satisfied with that.

Sometimes I think that whatever religion I believe in, it's not personal freedom.

In that sense, this country looks ideal.

But I have to break the situation... it was complicated.

To me like that, Geeli, reading a bunch of letters that reached the church,

"And then... um, this is..."

and tilted his neck.

"What's wrong?

When asked so, Geeli said,

"That's a direct directive from the Great Godfather's Office...... Is this... like giving a testimony to the golden adventurer Niv Maris? What the hell is this..."

That's what I said in confusion.