"128 years of St. King's history, 22 days of the Red Moon.

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They all moved the place to the visiting room in front of the dungeon and explained to each other what had happened so far.

Hearing Zwei's actual explanation from his own mouth that he had gone astray in his quest for revenge, Einz seemed quite shocked.

''I am truly sorry for my rash actions........ How should I apologize to you........''

'What do you mean? 'I was the original!'

'Yes, yes, so much for the apology because I'm going to stop talking about it~'

Satsuki, don't you think you're being too aggressive?

Although Jupiter blurted out with a dumbfounded face, Princess Priscia seemed to agree with Satsuki and seemed to be inwardly grateful.

''Well then, let me explain to you about the future.

Princess Pricia's words caused the air in the small room to become tense.

''Regarding the criminal Zwei and former minister Nestal and former head sorcerer Wagner, since they are in the position of being the mastermind and accomplices to a serious crime, please consider that no matter what the circumstances, they will not be released in a short period of time through a pardon.

"Yes, I have no objection to that.

The other two nodded honestly as well as Zwei.

''And then Ainz-sama, you will return to the Jedite Empire again after this.

!

The position of High Priestess of the Central Church of St. King's City will remain vacant from now on, and will be filled by Our Lady Colon in her stead.

Although Zwei said earlier that he had no objection, he couldn't seem to hide his agitation at Princess Priscia's comment, as expected.

The actuality of this is that it's not a good idea. I'm sure the Central Church will be safe and everyone will be happy when the teacher returns!'

Zwei's reaction was plausible.

However, our own Einz himself shook his head and denied the possibility.

''I will never be the high priest of the Central Church again.

Hey, you!

To be honest, I'm not sure how I, as a rottle, could go back now, but there are more serious reasons.

Serious...?

Looking at Zwei, who was unable to swallow the situation, Princess Priscia answered it on behalf of Einz.

''When Einz-sama returns to the Central Church, the fact that he was imprisoned for several years in the Jedite Empire will also come to light. Moreover, we know that the reason for his imprisonment was to prevent the establishment of the Imperial Church... in essence, it's a power struggle.

'What does that have to do with the fact that the doctor can't come back?!

There will definitely be people who will try to use the fact that Lord Einz was imprisoned as a political tool.

!

With those words, Zwei, who was once the highest authority himself, finally realized Einz's true intentions.

Pratena's majority of the people, including the king's entourage, were members of the Central Church.

As soon as the entire upper echelons of society became aware of the fact that Einz had been imprisoned, the diplomats were sure to hold the Jediite Empire accountable for his return to the high priestly throne.

Even Princess Priscia could not imagine what kind of approach would be taken to such an unprecedented international issue: summoning Einz, the high priest of the Central Church of the Holy City, attacking his carriage, and then locking him up in a dungeon for several years.

If this information were to be disclosed politically to the people of the Holy City, it would completely block the road to the elimination of discrimination against other races, which Princess Priscia has been building up until now.

In the worst case scenario, this incident could even become the spark of a war that would involve the entire continent.

''Then, just one of the teachers suffered, but nothing can be saved.......then.......!

The sight of Zwei clenching his teeth and crying in frustration made Einz feel sorry, but he was also a little happy to see his student concerned and caring for him.

'Zwei-kun. I actually have some proper happy news about this one.

"...what?

Seeing Zwei's astonished face, Einz smiled as gently as in the past.

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<Jediite Empire, parlor.

Yoo-hoo! I'm home, Laika.

"Oh, good work, everyone!

Prince Raika waved his hand harmoniously to Satsuki, who was calling out to him in a familiar manner, as if he had gotten used to being 'channelled' to himself.

Then, as soon as he saw Einz returning to the Empire again as promised, ''Ah! I raised my voice and ran over to him, picking up a few sheets of paper.

''Mr. Einz, I've found the perfect one!

Prince Laika's flapping tail was like a dog returning with a tossed toy in his mouth.

In his small hand was a bundle of paper, with the following sentence written on the cover.

[License to establish the Jediite Imperial Church]

As our country's building-related documents have a shelf life of 20 years, we have been able to verify the validity of the information contained in these documents. It also states that the proposed construction site is state-owned land that will be leased out, and the address in question is not currently being used.

Satsuki didn't seem to be able to understand what Prince Raika was talking about, and she asked, "What?" over her head. seemed to be floating in the air.

At the sight of it, Einz and Prince Raika smiled and softened, and once again spread it out on the table.

''I've read through it, and it says that this document is valid from the time I wrote in the signatures of both the imperial officials and the founders......... Since there was no particular designation for the people involved in the Empire, I have signed it myself.

Normally, the minister's name should be written in, but Prince Raika seems to be anticipating this as he is certain that the minister will be dismissed from his post in the near future for multiple crimes such as embezzlement and bribery in addition to the Einsatz attack.

Thank you, Raika-sama.

Bowing deeply, Einz picked up his quill hand and pointed one of the documents toward him.

At the end of the document was the name of Prince Laika, written in slightly juvenile round letters.

Below that there was a blank space for another name to be written in, and with a little shaking of his hand, Einz wrote his own name there....

After confirming that he had finished writing the last letter, the prince grabbed Einz's hand from across the table.

''With this, this agreement is now concluded. I hereby authorize the construction of a state-owned facility, the 'Jediite Imperial Church', to offer prayers to the Creator God Florite in my country. And for those who are still in pain, please help the weak and vulnerable in our midst, please help the saints.

Yes. I will serve you well in my lifetime.

And now here is a new history of the Jedite Empire!