Senpensekai no Madoushoshi

People... No, everything that lives and lives is influenced by the first song sung by the goddess, The Curse to Everything. The organism is thereby greatly limited in its power.

But I heard from Laplice in my parents' own room that fighting a rabid monster is going to break that commandment one by one and release my powers...

Rosé is currently awarded an orange rank.

In the church of Sorletta Ritta, Alonda has certified a person to house Zhu Huangyu (Shikogyuku).

That's the early spring of the winter cold. Then to date, Mr. Rosé fought Carbuncle, the Great Spirit, and the Ancient Dragon Sands Ones.

Both were inhabitants of the world before it became what the goddess wanted it to be, the World of the Origins.

As a result, how does Mr. Rosé's colour shake in fulfillment? Everyone gathered in the chapel, including me, stares to see the result.

"White to green, green to yellow. Well, of course you do."

Holy water filled with silver cups changes colour one by one.

And from yellow, to orange.

At that time, "Oh..." a twist ran in the cathedral. Sa too. Not many people get an orange rank.

An orange level adventurer who appears in many adventure novels that I like to read. But if you return the back, it will appear in the adventure novel, and you will be powerful enough to be active.

Katoon, banging the tin wand in Marie's hand. Then the twist disappeared with Sin as if he had struck water.

"... what color does Laplice look like?

"Red, right?"

While only the psalms played by the Sisters resonated, the holy water changed colour even more… becoming a complete red.

Once in a quiet cathedral, a twirl was born again. That becomes the proof left that our eyes correctly reflect color.

The scepter, now it rings twice. But still, the stigmatization of the gathered people does not subside. Like ripples spread across the silver cup, people's agitation permeates the cathedral.

Red like poured wine fills the silver cup for a while. The red color converges this time.

The color stays the same, it stretches (...) and (...) up (...). And stretches out leaves, and spreads them, and stretches out leaves. Eventually they sprouted, budged (stubble), and finally... let the red flowers open.

It is the Sacred Flower (Ticcarodecca).

It is a symbol of the Illuan Episcopal Church and a holy flower depicted on Mr. Rosé's shield.

That's all, thirty. Shortly after all the Ticcarodecca Ruby blossomed, the hymn was so cheerful that it scratched out.

Everyone on the spot celebrates the birth of a new red steel ball.

For a while, the cheer and applause didn't go off. Even Marie, the priest who presided over the ritual, slapped his hand and blessed Mr. Rosé and came.

"The red grades are amazing..."

"Ah? You bet. They call you the brave one. You're on the same level as Eichelle, right? Come on, be aware of your rarity."

(Oh well... That means more from now on, Mr. Rose is going to be famous. Active a lot and be the kind of person everyone knows......)

I send my gaze to Mr. Rosé, feeling the glance containing the rash of Laplice.

Then Mr. Rosé looked at me, too.

"- Huh!?

I found out I was snooping, and while I was embarrassed. I'm glad Mr. Rosé was thinking about me at this moment, and I'm up.

So I glanced at him just a little more from the curtain, and then I got my hands on him and shook him choosy and small.

Then Mr. Rosé waved me the hand he had dipped in the silver cup until earlier. Hang on, that's what accompanies a flowery smile.

"Wah, did you see that? Hey, did you see Laplice? Mr. Rose is waving his hand back now, isn't he?

"Ah? Oh, yeah, I saw it... I mean, what are you happy about? I guess I meet him every day."

"Yeah, that's right. But something... what is it? Isn't that good? Here's the thing, huh?

"Really, you like Rosé."

"Yeah, I like that. 'Cause Mr. Rose is so sweet. Even Laplice likes Mr. Rose, doesn't he?

Mr. Rosé handfolds a bottle of Ticcarodecca Ruby floating in the silver cup and inserts it into his chest.

Dropped silver armor with peach hair. A circle of red flowers blooming in its chest. What a painting. The same goes for you, but the trick is also very natural and beautiful.

"Well, Rose is a good guy compared to all the fucking demons in Toscano. I like you, but..."

"Right. You're a really good guy, aren't you? He's sweet, beautiful, cute, and strong on top of it... he's amazing."

My gaze turned to the divinely blooming holy flower in the silver cup.

"That extra tickalodecca...... what are we going to do? Can I have one, if you say so?

"... but I don't think I'm as good as you"

"Hmm? Oh, I'm sorry. Did you just say something?

"I didn't say anything. Looks like the ritual will resume."

Cheers and applause finally calm down, and Sally sings in such a voice.

"Cleric Rosalis Coolbacor. Archbishop, Mariarone Escriva will admit you to the thirtieth floor of the red, which will house the red steel balls."

The word sounds good, and runs around the shadowy cathedral, along with the psalms. So, normally, the ritual ends. But this isn't just a christening ritual.

This is Mr. Rosé's official ceremony. Master Marie's words continue as they deserve.

"... and at the same time, promoted to the first degree of clergy status. I approve of becoming a high priest, and I further commend the achievements of the Sands One Crusade and give it the title of Holy Knight (Paladin)."

"Wow, what!? Laplice, did you just hear that? Even the Holy Knight! Rosé is the Holy Knight. Yikes, wow!!

"Whoa, whoa... stop, don't slap me!! It hurts for me lightly!!

Washing Laplice's head with his fingers, he was slapped on the finger as much as he wanted. Ouch.

"Oh, I'm sorry!! So... Wow, wow! Something... I think I'm dreaming..."

But the pain soon stopped bothering me, too, and I watched Mr. Rosé bless me with a dream mood.

Holy Knight. It is the same honorary rank that exists in the Church as the Archbishop.

If one of the honorary ranks of the priest, bishop, whose priesthood is the priest, is the high priest, one of the honorary ranks given to the cleric warrior who spreads the teachings of the goddess outside and also protects the faithful is this holy knight.

A title that only cleric warriors who embody the teachings of the goddess and have made a great contribution are allowed to give.

The priestly warriors admired and revered by the people of the world, including me. It is the Holy Knight whose cleric warrior admires and turns a respectful eye.

Mr. Rosé is now the Holy Knight.

A gaze from Lady Lancerva, Laotang and the Knights of the Goddess of Louluca, who are in the queue, is poured on Mr. Rosé's back.

I felt my breasts get hot and I was jumping on the spot without being able to stay kind of still.

"Thank you. As a shameless knight in its name, we will continue to refine it."

Mr. Rosé puts his hand on his chest and gives a toast.

With the granting of a new official position and title, the inauguration came to an end quietly, but with extreme enthusiasm in the chest of the participants.

"… Now that you are here today, there is one person who would like to know your name and honor (cancer)."

(... hmm?

But while the heat didn't cool down, Marie said so loudly.

"He was chosen by the goddess Ilua to be a wizard and the owner of the Knights of the Goddess (Printufrala)"

(Hmm?

"He defeated the dragon that flew into the village of Lelton, and the other day he defeated Sands Wands, an ancient dragon that appeared in the king's capital"

(Hmm?

"Dragon kill. Redhead Wizard. Little hero......"

(Hmm?

"The one who stands at the apex of all who serve Illua!!

"" "Dear Iris Calvafon, Welcome!!

Dozens of Sisters took over Master Marie's words.

"... Huh?

The voice, unleashed on the psalm, was naturally heard by thousands of people in the chapel, and soon afterwards a thunderous applause and cheer arose.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!?

But from my mouth, the screaming screams just went up, by contrast.