The Hero Party Couldn’t Kill Me

Chapter 6: Council of Nobles (3)

“Did anything work?”

“This is a complete no-brainer. Of course, I didn’t say it openly, but the saintess mentioned that Iris bought indulgences. She said, to be exact, that the Goddess will not hold you accountable, isn’t that what it is?”

Returning from Roswell Manor, Mina brought very good news.

“Good. Anything else special?”

“Looks like Iris and the saintess are having an argument? She says that Iris will meet other nobles sooner or later, but the saintess keeps pecking at Iris to bring her other nobles to her side.”

‘… As expected, even the saintess is scared.’

Well, calmly, the current situation does not necessarily go in favor of the saintess.

Of course, I can’t know for sure what the nobles think, but it seems to me that there aren’t as many nobles as I thought would take the side of the saint in the princess vs. Saint.

Because with the fall of Calia, now that the prince is virtually eliminated from the race for the throne, if even the princess collapses, there will be no one to become the next emperor.

If you dare to argue, you could find a candidate from the collateral side, but the legitimacy will be very low.

However, if you join hands with the prince in the Etoile Church, the power of the prince has long since collapsed, and it will be difficult to get support easily because you are too openly degraded to be a puppet of the Etoile Church.

Perhaps the saintess has already read this atmosphere. So, she must have judged that Iris’s role was great.

“… But did she say that the saintess seems to be brushing it off?”

“Right.”

“Could I hear the conversation myself? There is something I want to check.”

The only thing I don’t understand is the saintess’ attitude.

The impatient pecking at Iris was a far cry from the placid look she had shown at her warrior party for the past three years.

“Uh. Would you like to hear the entire conversation, if necessary?”

In response, Mina listened to the conversation between Iris and her saintess that she had recorded with her magic.

It became even clearer. The way the saintess talked to Iris was very different from the way she spoke.

To the point where I doubt it might be someone else.

‘The saintess is also shaking.’

Honestly, it was a surprise.

The saintess I used to know boasted of a superhuman mentality that never wavered even in all sorts of trials for the past three years.

The fact that she is so impatient means that she is not in good shape.

Maybe there’s more to it than meets the eye.

“Hey, are you okay?”

As I was bruised, Mina waved her hand in front of my eyes.

Only then did I come to my senses.

“Just… Because it’s surprising.”

I said with a triumphant smile.

Anyway, I thought that I would have to pressure the saintess sooner or later.

***

Meanwhile, Saint Lucy visited the Viscount Merovingian’s estate near Solaum with Magnus, the wizard of Noir Magic Tower, and the most skilled paladin in the church.

The Viscount of Merovingian is one of the nobles following the Duke of Rossier.

His son is Godfrey, the wizard of Rogue Magic Tower.

The saintess noticed Godfrey’s strange behavior.

It is said that after he was released from captivity, he suddenly came out of the Rogue Mage Tower and returned to his hometown.

It could have been a shock from the defeat, but the saintess thought that there might be other reasons.

Since he already had a history of healing demons, he might have cooperated with Edmund.

However, I have no intention of punishing him recklessly.

I intend to use him as an excuse instead.

“Seo, what is the saintess doing here….”

“I heard that Godfrey came out of Rogue Magic Tower and returned to the mansion recently.”

“Now no one wants to see you.”

“Are you going to refuse the saintess’ request?”

Upon arriving at the mansion of Viscount Merovinger, the saintess had a brief quarrel with the soldier guarding her mansion.

However, the soldier reluctantly spoke at the saintess’s subtle pressure.

“First, let me ask Young master.”

After a while, the soldier guided the saintess and her party into her mansion.

“… For now, he gave permission, but now, Young master is not in a very good condition.”

“That’s why I came.”

At the soldier’s warning, the saintess spoke quietly.

Then she opened the door and entered Godfrey’s room.

In the middle of the messy room, Godfrey was staring at the window with a blank expression.

“Godfrey Merovinger. Can you hear me?”

When the saintess spoke to her, Godfrey finally turned her head and looked at the saintess and the others.

Seeing her blurry eyes and thin face, the saintess was perplexed for a moment.

“Today I came to hear what happened when you went to Speth. Why were you captured along with Marquis Grenouille and the other Wizards of the Mage Tower?”

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“What good is that now? The war has already been lost.”

“Yeah, I had a suspicion that one of the wizards in the Mage Tower cooperated with Edmund. So I came to ask about it.”

“Are you doubting me?”

Godfrey frowned at him.

“… Or is there a suspicious person?”

“If there was, it would be Rachel. Originally, when I met Marquis Grenouille and the leader of Speth, that b*tch was searching for Edmund around there. When I found out later, they said they had already been caught, but it was too neat for being caught.”

“If you don’t mind me, can I check to see if that’s true? It may be unpleasant, but please understand.”

Godfrey held up the Orb of Truth with a wrinkled expression on his face and repeated what he had just said. The results also turned out to be true.

This proves that he is innocent.

‘… My intuition is wrong.’

She was a saint who was overcome with anxiety for a moment, but she quickly managed her expression.

“Then may I ask you one more question? Why did you come out of the Rogue Magic Tower after returning to the Empire?”

At that question, Godfrey’s face turned white. She is a saint who senses that there is something in this.

“Tell me. What the hell happened to you?”

“… I was tortured.”

“Did you get hit by Edmund?”

“To the wizard I hated so much… ….”

Ah, that magician named Raphaella.

Godfrey said, raising his trembling hand.

I couldn’t see the saintess, but Magnus behind her saw a faint seal.

“… I will never be able to use magic again.”

“Kuk.”

Magnus couldn’t stop the laughter from leaking out. The saintess glared at him, and only then did he stop laughing.

“Is there any way to unlock the contract?”

“There is nothing we can do about it. It can be solved only by casting magic to cancel the contract together with the wizard who made the contract.”

… It was a stupid question. If it was easy, Pesima would have solved it a long time ago.

The saintess looked at Godfrey with a pitiful expression.

“So, what are you going to do now?”

“What more can I do? I just intend to remain in my hometown and live out the rest of my life.”

“Raphaella, who made you this way, is beside Edmund and helping him. Are you going to just watch it?”

“… What the hell do you want from me?”

Godfrey’s voice sharpened.

“The princess is hiding Edmund right now. And according to her rumors, Rafaela is also with Edmund.”

Hearing those words, Godfrey’s eyes returned to life, albeit just a little bit.

“Wow, Her Highness the Princess?”

“Of course, I am in denial, but I am sure. There is already circumstantial evidence. So I’m thinking of taking down her princess. And if the princess looking after her disappears, Edmund and Raphaella will be caught too.”

“… Then, what should I do?”

“Convince Viscount Merovingian to support Etoileism. No, persuade not only your father, but others as well. We need more strength to drive her princess away.”

“… All right.”

Why did she pay attention to Godfrey? Her father, Viscount Merovingian, belonged to the faction of the Duke of Rossier.

Of course, as can be seen from his status as a viscount, his right to speak is weak. Godfrey, his son, would converge to zero in his voice.

But Iris will be of some help in persuading the other nobles.

“If you do that, I will make sure that when we get hold of Rafaela, she can break her contract.”

“I will be loyal to the saintess with all my heart and body.”

Godfrey knelt down in front of the saintess. His enthusiasm filled with enthusiasm made the saintess trustworthy.

“Sooner or later, the Viscount of Merovingian is said to be attending a meeting hosted by the new Duke of Rossier? Could you possibly accompany him then?”

“Originally, it’s like I don’t have the right to speak at the family heads’ meeting, but if the defeat in Speth comes up as a subject, I might be given a chance to speak while I’m a prisoner. I’ll make the most of that time.”

“That’s good. Then convince the other nobles there to support the Etoiles.”

“Although my strength may not be enough, I will do my best.”

The saintess smiled. This allowed her to ease her worries.

Even the picky Iris can gain strength with this.

And Magnus, who was watching from behind, laughed along.