When I Reincarnated as the Villain of a Game World, I Created a Harem and Broke the Protagonist's Heart and Efforts! - Chapter 82 : Arrival!

Chapter 82 : Arrival!

One afternoon, I was sitting on one of the benches in the capital, quietly waiting for a knock on the church door or some sort of announcement from the priest.

It has been a little over two weeks since I found the Saintess of Recovery during my visit to the Magic Academy. 

For those two weeks, I had done everything in my power to prepare for the Saintess’s arrival.

I had requested reinforcements from the main church, requested cooperation from the Empire, laid the groundwork in various places, gathered information, and prepared for every possible contingency. I had devised numerous strategies and layered them intricately to minimize the chance of failure.

If there was one miscalculation, it was that while the Empire readily agreed to cooperate, the Imperial family had been incapacitated by a single noble, rendering their cooperation meaningless. 

However, considering that this allowed me to gauge the opponent’s strength to some extent, it would likely prove beneficial for future actions. 

I hadn’t devised a plan that would crumble from such a minor setback.

“Priest, the Saintesses and supporting forces have arrived from the main church.”

“Understood. I’ll head there immediately. Inform the available clergy that the Saintesses have arrived.”

“Certainly.”

Watching the priest depart, I slowly rose from the long chair. 

The Saintesses, who held the highest positions within the church, had come at my request. I had to greet them properly.

Pushing my body, which had become prone to fatigue lately due to its declining condition, I moved as quickly as possible towards where the Saintesses awaited. 

Walking down the long corridor, I eventually reached a place where light streamed in from outside.

It was the spacious and beautiful courtyard of the Imperial City branch church. Adorned with colorful flowers and plants, and used by believers as a place of respite, dozens of knights in silver armor now stood in neat formation. 

And at the forefront stood two women in pure white vestments – the Saintesses.

“Saintess of Light, Saintess of Purification, thank you sincerely for responding to my request. I offer my heartfelt gratitude,” I said, bowing deeply and a calm, gentle voice poured down from above. 

“Priest, please raise your head. We are equals under God. Such formality is unnecessary.”

“Indeed. Besides, the purpose of this visit is to welcome the last of us, the Saintess of Recovery. It is only natural that we should come.”

How kind they are. 

They extended their kindness even to someone like me, never showing arrogance, and dedicating their lives to the people. 

They were truly the ideal image of humanity.

That’s precisely why it was unacceptable for one of the Saintess to remain in the hands of some noble.

“May we move on to the discussion about welcoming the Saintess of Recovery?” 

“Yes, certainly. However, we would like representatives from the Holy Knights to be present for the discussion.”

As she spoke, Holy Knights stepped forward from the ranks, clad in pure white mantles, their armor emblazoned with golden rosaries signifying their highest rank. I couldn’t hide my surprise that they had been sent as well.

The Holy Sky Knights. 

Among the numerous Holy Knights, only those who possessed exceptional abilities and skills, along with outstanding character and unwavering resistance to demonic influence, could attain this highest rank. 

There were legends of just seven of them subduing a large demon-controlled nation in the centuries-long history of the church, and they were still held in high regard by all countries.

To think they had sent them… I was filled with gratitude for the main church, for God, and for the Saintesses. 

With them here, we would surely be able to bring the Saintess of Recovery to the church.

“Then, Saintesses, Holy Sky Knights, this way, please. We will have tea prepared immediately.”

“P-Priest!” Just as I was about to guide the Saintesses inside, the cleric serving as my secretary came running towards us, his face pale.

“You are in front of the Saintesses! Compose yourself!”

“M-My apologies! B-But, th-that…” he stammered.

“Calm down and speak slowly. We will wait until you are able to.” The Saintess reassured him.

“Y-Yes…”

As expected of the Saintesses. The flustered cleric instantly calmed down. 

He took several deep breaths and began to speak slowly.

“Actually, a burlap sack was found abandoned in front of the chapel doors. Upon examining its contents, we found the head of one of the individuals we sent out for information gathering the other day.”

“That’s…” While I had referred to him as an information gatherer in front of the Saintesses, the person he spoke of was an assassin I had dispatched. 

I had learned of the recent incident involving the Imperial family through the church’s information network, and although I knew the chances of success were slim, I had sent him to see if he could uncover anything. 

The fact that he had returned as just a head meant the other side was clearly aware of our existence and actions. 

In that case, we had to act as quickly as possible.

“Saintesses, this report suggests that the opposing noble may already be preparing to fight the church. We must also hurry up in our preparations.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“For the sake of the Saintess of Recovery, we must act without any delay.”

We then headed towards a room within the church.

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