CH 145

I had to greet the nobles of the Principality one by one in the parlor of the manor until lunchtime.

Since it was a one-on-one encounter, I had to pass a few comments back and forth.

Such as.

“May you live long enough to see your great-grandchildren in a strong body.”

“Thank you, Your Eminence!”

Say a simple blessing prayer.

“Your Highness, I lost my temper with my mother this morning, and it hurts my heart very much. What can I do?”

“Give your mother a massage filled with filial piety and devotion.”

“I will definitely do that!”

Or perform the Sacrament of Confession for those who want it.

“Is it true that Your Eminence is the granddaughter of Prince Hispenril?”

“Yes.”

“Km-hmm, with all due respect, do you have a fiancée? I have three well-grown sons!”

“How much dowry can you afford?”

“Excuse me?”

“One million gold……No, I’ll need 3 million gold in case another genre is selected……”

“Y-Your Eminence?”

“……Pardon me. I lost my train of thought for a moment, please forget about it.”

Well, that’s how I socialized, showing my blood relation to my grandfather, Prince Hispenril.

I have since demanded astronomical dowries on several more occasions, causing parents with sons to backtrack.

Rumors will spread sooner or later.

By the time my body ached from sitting for so long, my morning schedule was over.

After lunch, we visited the Golden Ivory Tower.

Karlon, the Chief of the tower, was a person who had the Dark Information Guildleader as his disciple and was quick to learn about things.

He was very wary of the news that sooner or later a church would be built in Peronsa, that is, a church under my- a High Saint- direct supervision.

I drew a line to establish friendly relations.

“Chief of the Ivory Tower, don’t worry, I will not be venturing into the medical field. In the first place, I have no intention of stationing any healers from the Vatican in my church.”

“Then, Your Eminence, how do you intend to finance the operation of your church? There must be a limit to offerings, I believe?”

“By administering Sacraments.”

“What? I understand that sacraments didn’t make much money, right?”

“A sacrament is also a cerimony. I’m going to officiate the sacrament of marriage and make a lot of money. You’ll understand soon.”

Having revealed my business aspirations so enthusiastically, Karlon, let his guard down a bit, even if only half-heartedly.

We will gradually build a relationship of trust and cooperation from here. That’s how my visit to the Golden Ivory Tower ended without much friction.

Now, only the final schedule remains.

To parade all the way down Peronza Boulevard in a roofless carriage, waving to people as we go.

This was the most important part of my job, so I even put on my work clothes.

An all-white costume set with a goddess-like, elegant dress and a long flowing cape.

This is the Leader Costume Set of World Order Church. When worn, it has the effect of increasing charm, dignity, grace, and charisma by 200%, so it was very useful for missionary activities.

However, it seemed to have some side effects.

“The Saint……she’s so pretty……”

“I feel like she’s not from this world……”

The eyes of the people watching the parade standing in the front row were slightly loose.

I didn’t care much about it when I was taking the initiative in The Vatican, but now that I take a close look at this, the effect seems a bit fraudulent.

Sure enough, the owner of the Holy Sword, who was riding in the carriage with me, also said something.

“Eli, about those clothes.”

“Hm.”

“Does it have a special buff or something?”

“Yes.”

“……no wonder.”

“No wonder what?”

“Nothing……”

Because I was worried about the way he was dry washing his face with his hands, I suggested an alternative.

“Since it’s a set of clothes, should I take off the cloak? That might reduce the effect……”

“No. Be sure to wear the cloak.”

His voice was stern and his expression even more serious.

I nodded, pressed by his momentum.

In any case, I decided to do what I had to do with sincerity since I was in front of the people in the costume of the Leader of World God’s Church.

“My fellow citizens, sooner or later I will be appointed as the new Vicar of the parish in Peronsa. Please come and visit us when the church is completed.”

“Yes, Saintess!”

Befitting a scam item, the effect was immediate.

[<System> You have converted an atheist and made them a believer].

[<System> You have converted an atheist and made them a believer].

[<System> You have converted an atheist and made them a believer].

[<System> You have converted an atheist and made them a believer].

…….

The atheists I preach to are automatically incorporated into the World Church.

I just need to be careful not to call the deity of the object of their faith ‘Strict Order and Goodwill.’

I was delighted with the smooth missionary work.

As the number of followers increases, the divinity of World God also increases, and rewards are given to upgrade the ‘Privilege’ and ‘Favorite’ buffs I received.

‘Good! Let’s raise the ‘Favorite’ buff with this pyramid business and break through the 9th tier of divine power!’

When I was excited while thinking that I would become stronger than Reed.

[<System> Warning. Some believers are leaving for other religions.]

“……!”

The voices of women were heard from behind the carriage.

“There were rumors that the owner of the Holy Sword was handsome, but really……”

“Oh my gosh, it wasn’t called the favorite of ‘Strict Order and Goodwill’ for nothing.”

“That’s what a beauty created by God is like……”

A figure whose mere presence exudes harem buffs and has a powerful missionary effect.

The problem was that I had Thesilid Argent next to my side.

[‘The Scales that Judges the Soul’ comments that the main character has the perfect impression of a church brother.]

I feel a little betrayed that the person I thought was an ally is the most lethal hindrance.

“Eli? Is there a problem?”

“……Nothing.”

Meanwhile, my God has been lenient about the current situation.

[‘The World-building God’ says that if they go to a church directly run by a Saint, they will become a member of the World Church anyway, so you don’t have to worry about it.]

I see!

Then, if you just use Thesilid’s face as bait to attract people to the church, I’ll be successful.

I became tolerant as well.

“Terry, we were on the same side after all.”

“……?”

“Come on, hurry up and smile at the sisters over there. Let’s help everyone know about your good looks.”

“……”

[‘The Critic who adjusts the balance’ says you got big guts for thinking of using a Heretic Inquisitor for heretical missionary work.]

What he doesn’t know, won’t hurt me.

“Good looks……well, I guess that’s true.”

Thesilid smiled at me. It was amazing how he could give smiles so sweet and charming.

After completing all my schedules, it was just before dinner time when we returned to the Castle.

“Welcome home. Thank you for your hard work, Your Eminence.”

“Yes, I’m back, Chief Aide.”

On the way to my room, Edgar held out some papers and told me good news.

“Your Eminence, I have purchased the land on which the church will be built, in your name, of course.”

“Already?”

“What’s the point of wasting time?”

“Thank you for the quick work, Chief Aide.”

Thus, I finally have my own land in the real world. I’m a little thrilled.

Edgar said.

“It seems to be a place with well-maintained townhouses for its age. The garden in the backyard, which the previous owner had decorated to his liking, was quite nice.”

“Rather than destroying everything and building a new one, it would be nice to think about remodeling by saving what can be saved.”

I handed the checked land documents back to Edgar, then looked back at Thesilid.

“Terry, let’s have dinner and go see the church grounds later tonight.”

It would be cooler once the sun went down, and it would be easier to move around without attracting attention.

“Okay.”

Hearing Thesilid’s consent, I turned my head and informed Rex.

“Only Terry and I will go. Let the Knights of Grace rest.”

“Your Eminence.”

Instead of an answer, a solemn call returned.

I winked at him to continue speaking, wondering what he had to tell me.

“You can’t stay out overnight.”

“……It’s not…I won’t.”

✠

After a hearty dinner, Thesilid and I went out for the night alone.

We were in a situation where we toured the capital riding a parade wagon in broad daylight.

There might be people who will recognize The Chosen One and the owner of the Holy Sword wandering around the city, so the two of us kept our faces modestly covered with hoods.

Our destination was in the city center, so we had to make several turns through the busy downtown alleyways.

The sun had gone down, but the streets where the pubs and cafes were gathered were in full swing bathing in the light of the night-lighting stones.

This is my second visit to Peronsa, the first visit was 10 years ago, and there was still a lot to see.

“Wow! Agnes, look at that fountain. There are Ducks in it.”

<Cute!>

“Look at the flower beds. They’re shaped like cakes.”

<There are so many pretty things here.>

While I was looking around like that and wowing at things with Agnes.

Suddenly, I felt an observational gaze on my cheek.

Turning around, I saw Thesilid looking at me while I looked at the street.

I was the first to ask.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I’m curious.”

“Curious about what?”

“That you’re excited as if it’s your first time seeing the street while knowing your way around well.”