Chapter 42

༺ The First Letter (42) ༻

It has already been a day since the clash against Senior Elsie’s gang.

A lot happened in the meantime. Not only did Celine admonish me about how I could do such a dangerous thing, but I also had to listen to the Saintess’ preaching after I visited the temple for a checkup.

I insisted it was inevitable since I had to protect my honor as a noble, but in return, I had to listen to a sermon professing how honor is less important than life.

The priests of the Holy Kingdom didn’t know how important honor was to the nobles. To them, life was like a gift given to them by the God Arus.

So when I carelessly tried to throw away that precious life while raving about ‘honor’, I must have looked like a fool. Because, even if it’s the nobles who take the risks, it’s entirely the priest’s responsibility to save their lives.

In the first place, it was inevitable since each Kingdom has a different culture. After all, no matter how hard I tried to persuade her, it was impossible for me to change the Saintess’ mind. Thus, in this situation, there was only one correct course of action.

I listened to those old-fashioned sermons while nodding, seemingly impressed, as her preaching went in one ear and out the other

After doing this for about a few minutes, most priests would nod their heads with a satisfied smile. And even the Saintess was no exception.

“Ian Oppa, I am glad that you were so impressed with my words. Imperial nobles usually don’t want to listen to me. You are the only exception, Oppa. This also must be Arus’ grace.”

As she said that, there was a sense of pride that couldn’t be hidden in her pale pink eyes. She straightened her shoulders, feeling bubbly, accentuating her overwhelmingly prominent cleavage.

I sighed and averted my gaze while coughing. I then clasped my hands.

Arus, forgive your sinful son.

However, the Saintess seemed to have misunderstood my gesture as a sign of faith. I could tell just by a mere glance at her subtle movement as a result of her excitement.