How to Subdue the Masochist Princess 101

Chapter 101 – Past and Present

“Well, if you ask me that question while hiding your face, how should I take that question?”

When she asked me if she remembered me all of a sudden, bottomless and endlessly, I answered that without hiding a very confused expression.

He introduces himself as a low-level priest on the subject of radiating divine power that easily surpasses the level of bishops, and even unnecessarily looks at people’s livers.

What are you talking about?

“Commander of the Knights of the Black Lion! Be polite! No matter how you are, you can never be treated carelessly!”
“What? This is absurd.”

Besides, there was even a paladin who made a dissonance without knowing the subject.

It’s completely point-and-drop.

How long have you been receiving this kind of treatment? Have you come to me by misunderstanding the person? I just laughed out loud in the feeling that something was fresh.

“Hey, there you are. Didn’t that woman just introduce herself as a lower priest? Since when did she have to bow down to a lower priest as an imperial knight commander? Is she trying to play a joke with me now?”
“I-It’s embarrassing to do this! That person…”

They weren’t very welcome guests from the moment they came to my house without warning.

It didn’t matter how great a secret he was hiding or what his actual status was.

—Goooh…

“Well, what a great person he is that he wants respect even while hiding his true identity? No matter how you look at it, it seems like you, not me, should have basic courtesy.”

If it keeps coming out like this, let’s put some pressure on it with the thought of kicking it out.

Priest Ophelia, who was standing beside me, not knowing what to do, hurriedly intervened and stopped me.

“That, stop! I’m sorry, it’s all my fault…”
“…Let’s be clear. This is my house.

When I accepted an apology just before the displeasure reached a critical point, I gradually regained my momentum and gave a slightly softened warning.

Still, it was fortunate that there was no need to blush or instill manners.

“If you don’t intend to reveal your true identity and business, I’m very tired right now, so please leave.”
“Yes, yes… Mister…”

Mister?

What else is this… Are you going to reverse my outfit in another way now?

To say that a grown-up wife is an uncle to someone who is still only in their mid-twenties. I can’t stand the feeling of something crying. I really think I’ll just kick them out.

“Sister Scarlet… How do you get rid of the glitter?
“Keep calm, do what you were taught at the convent. Take a deep breath, one… Two…”
“…”

These people. In fact, isn’t it a traveling theater rather than priests?

If it wasn’t for the overflowing divine power, I would have really thought so. It’s because there’s no such thing as completely comic actors doing what they do.

I sighed and sat down on the sofa.

I just reacted a little sensitively because I was tired, but it’s a little too much to accuse me of anything more than this if there’s no particular malice. No matter how clumsy they are, they are priests of the Celestial Church whose identity is guaranteed.

— Cheer!

“What do you see?”
“Oh no!”

The paladin, who ran rampant without knowing the subject, also distorted on his own as soon as he paid attention. If you were my subordinate, I would have educated you properly.

When I let go of the tension, the sight of Priest Ophelia stomping her feet and scrambling with her companions came quite amusing.

As if watching a comedy, I popped a grape on the parlor table into my mouth.

—Hwaaaaak!

“Kyaaak! Nu, dazzling! What is this! It’s brighter!”
“Sister, don’t be afraid. Think that the Lord in my heart is always by your side. Then distrust will go away, and the divine power will be controlled more smoothly.”
“Eh, like this?”

As she, now emitting a blinding halo, threw her hands into the air, her dense divine power slowly began to resonate with the mana in the air.

As a result.

—Grrrung!

“Huh, sobbing!”

‘I do quite a bit. Quite a few monsters will explode at once.’

In the dry sky, blades of lightning imbued with divine power raged fiercely, and the scenery outside the window was instantly dyed white.

“Boo, I was definitely going to use up the divine power by giving a group blessing. Why…”
“If I can leave for the Celestials in an instant and painlessly, that would certainly be a blessing.”
“I’m sorry…”

It’s really great. It seemed that his skill in handling divine power was definitely lower than that of a low-level priest.

Everyone around her shook her head as she watched her skit. In particular, the priestess who served as a teacher right next to her sighed openly.

“When I go back to the cathedral, I’ll have to set up a training schedule of thirteen hours a day for the time being. I’m sure the angels will want that too. By the way, prayer time is excluded.”
“Oh, no! Sister Scarlett. Please… Sister…!”
“Sister!

At this point, I am starting to seriously wonder.

Divine power overflowing to the point of being undeserved, on the other hand, poor skills to the point of being too much. What are you doing? I raised my hand to stop their scuffle and asked a question.

“Excuse me, but let’s get to the main topic now. What did the priests visit me for? Also, what is Priest Ophelia’s true identity?”
“That, that’s…”

Priest Ophelia, who seemed to feel ashamed of it only belatedly, blushed and adjusted her posture.

Thanks to her holy power storm and draining her power, her halo disappeared a lot, and then I was able to properly identify her face.

Curly light blonde hair, brilliant gold eyes, and soft eyes. Overall, she has a similar impression to Alicia, but her physical features are completely different. Her height is also smaller over there.

Also, unlike Alicia, who naturally feels the elegance of royalty when she shuts up and stays still, should I say that the other side of her looks a little more fierce and naive? She gives off the feeling of a girl who is still immature.

Anyway, she was also one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen.

“I-I’m definitely a low-ranking priest. I’ve been suddenly being called a saint since a few days ago. Please forgive my rudeness until now…”
“Did you say a saint?”
“Yes, yes…”

I had no choice but to stand in a daze for a while at the story that was difficult to accept.

‘What nonsense are you talking about? No, looking at that divine power, it seems to be correct… ‘

The saintess I knew was someone I could only come across in history books.

It is said that more than a hundred years have passed since the last appearance of the saintess, who is said to be the daughter of a heavenly god, on earth.

A being who showed overwhelming levels of divine power, including miracles that revived the dead, and saved the empire, which was in chaos due to extreme famine and civil war, from crisis.

But, my God. Such a lax little girl is a saint.

If that girl is a proper saint, then it is a very precious body that even the pope can’t take care of. Now I can understand why the paladin had such an attitude.

“T-Honestly, you’re hard to believe, right?
“Saintess! Be careful with your words! Now you have to keep your dignity!”
“Heh, heehee…”

No, but why do you keep looking at me and calling me uncle?

I don’t really like the fact that I look presbyopic for my age because I have a rough impression.

Why is a young lady who is seeing her for the first time today and no matter how young she looks, she is clearly close to an adult, sticking to such an uncomfortable title?

“Saintess. I’m presumptuous, but you keep calling me by a strange title. Do you know me by any chance?”
“…You look like you really don’t remember at all.”
“Yes. No matter how much I think about it, I think I met the saintess for the first time today.”
“Is that so…”

When I point out her attitude, the visibly drooping and depressed look makes me feel guilty.

Seeing you do that, you must have seen me somewhere before.

“Hehe. It’s okay. But uh… No, it’s good that Sir Wolfgang is alive. The circumstances fit so well, I thought we were reunited like fate.”
“I’m sorry. It’s not that I haven’t had a happy time enough to reminisce about the past. It’s fortunate that your memories of me aren’t negative.”

Sorry, I really don’t know.

Still, she gave the best advice, and the saintess, who had been bowing her head, raised her head again and spoke in a cheerful tone.

“No, there’s no need for you to apologize. It’s rather me who owes her grace. So, by any chance, how is the pretty sister with bobbed brown hair?”
“…Yes.”

My precious first subordinate during the war. As for Ensign Laurent, she’s dead.

She did, but she had no reason to be honest, and she didn’t have to, so she just evaded it.

“I’m glad! The two of you are doing well. I need to visit him sometime. First of all, finish the mission that His Holiness said…”

However, remembering her somehow reminds me of an orphan whose name I don’t know who saved her from the battlefield when she was a first-time officer.

I probably managed to save him right before he died because of the North Korean axe.

Her short, unkempt, dirt-soaked hair, skinny enough to show her ribs, made her look like a starving boy.

Oh, please… ?