CH 25

The festival that Hirune and Holly participated in went off without a hitch.

The festival was meant to strengthen the purification of the entire capital, and to increase the defense against the miasma and demons.

As the people gather to see the saint, the kingdom also benefits from the entertainment revenue.

Archbishop Zekyutos was collecting donations from the nobility to raise money to help the southern regions where the demons were advancing rapidly.

Hirune was also very active in collecting donations.

But she was only reciting to herself, trying to stay awake.

(Now that the festival is over, I feel relieved. It’s a shame that the Fallen Angel of Immorality was confiscated, though.)

Hirune made a politician-like grimace and stuck out her lower lip.

After the incident of the saint being stuck in the chair, the fallen angel of immorality, the chair that ruins people, is now in the strict custody of Wanda. She is allowed to use it only twice a week. It was exactly the same as a parent hiding a game console from her child.

“It’s regrettable.”

Hirune rolled over on the bed with her arms crossed.

“What’s wrong?”

Jeanne, who was cleaning Hirune’s room, turned around.

Today, too, her steeple-colored eyes were shining with energy.

“I’m sad that the Fallen Angel of Immorality has been confiscated. What do you think Jeanne?”

“That chair really ruins a person. It’s a good thing there are usage restrictions.”

Apparently, Jeanne was also in favor of using it twice a week.

Indeed, it was embarrassing to carry Hirune while she was attached to the chair.

“It’s hard to talk back when Jeanne says so.”

“If you can promise not to get attached, I’ll talk to Wanda about it.”

“No, I can’t make promises about the future I can’t be sure of.”

“…… So you’re saying that you might get attached again?”

“That’s right.”

“Then I can’t discuss it with you. I was very embarrassed at that time. When I saw the faces of Wanda and Zekyutos-san upon seeing you attached to the chair…..oh, just remembering it makes my face hot.”

Jeanne’s cheeks turned red.

Wanda’s dumbfounded face when she saw Hirune attached to the chair, and Zekyutos’ face, which she couldn’t tell if he was angry or laughing, were vivid in Jeanne’s memory.

“So, please make it twice a week. Hirune-sama.”

“I understand. We’ll leave it at that for now.”

(I can’t let go of my paradise goods. I’ll have to make further improvements.)

Hirune yawned and imagined a more comfortable chair, and wondered if there was any way she could act while sitting, but at the moment she could not think of any improvements.

“I wish I could pray while sitting. ……”

“Please don’t say that with such a distant look. I’m going to go hang out the futon to dry.”

Jeanne brilliantly took the comforter from Hirune and left the room.

She had no choice but to get up and sit down on a simple wooden chair.

After a while, Jeanne came back.

“Hirune-sama. Today we’re going to perform purification magic in the armory at the south gate. It’s about time, so let’s get ready.”

“Unfortunately.”

Hirune closed her eyes and struck a Hail Mary pose.

She didn’t want to go to work.

Jeanne quickly took off her clothes and cleansed Hirune’s body with the warm water she had prepared. After that, she dressed her in the saint’s clothes with great skill.

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The carriage ride took forty minutes.

They arrived at the armory at the south gate.

“Saint Hirune has arrived!”

The soldiers who were waiting for them showed them the way.

(Wow, this is the armory. It’s so bleak, I don’t think I can take a nap.)

Hirune entered the ruggedly built armory and looked inside.

The stone arsenal was heavily guarded, with iron bars on the small windows. It smelled of iron and oil.

(There are big swords, spears, hammers, and shields. I’m relieved to see there was no blood or anything on them.)

Hirune, who was not a big fan of splatter movies, was relieved.

“ Hirune-sama, We’ll be guarding the entrance, so you can work in peace.”

The two young soldiers bowed reverently and made the holy seal.

They were elite, but their movements were agile and their faces were fearless. They looked at Hirune and felt a strange excitement, as if they had encountered a legendary saint out of a picture story. Looking at Hirune’s blue eyes, they felt that they had to protect her no matter what.

(Security work seems to be hard work, doesn’t it? I should be grateful.)

“Thank you very much. May the Goddess Sophia bless the both of you.”

Hirune made the holy seal with a smile, produced a bit of stardust, and cast the holy magic of purification on the two soldiers.

The soldiers froze at the sudden turn of events, then quickly fell to their knees and hung their heads.

“At a loss for words ……”

“Truly precious ……”

They were moved beyond words.

It was a rare blessing to have a saint cast a purifying spell on you.

(I’ll always use purification magic, please give these people happiness and a good night’s sleep.)

Hirune nodded with a smile, thanked them again, then entered the armory.

(It smells like iron and oil. Wanda’s not here, but I’ll try to do it alone.)

If the original plan had been for Wanda to come, she would have come too, but in light of the amount of magic she had, she decided to go with Holly. She was incredibly worried about leaving Hirune solely in Jeanne’s hands, but she can’t be overprotective forever.

Incidentally, Holly is purifying another armory.

(There’s no end to it if I purify them one by one. I’ll just do it for each weapon.)

First, she went to the place where the long swords were lined up and gave them purification magic. In addition, she added holy magic to increase the sharpness.

Next, she added purification magic to the shield. While also adding some holy magic to the shield to make it harder.

In addition, the spear should be given purification magic and holy magic to increase penetration power.

（The whole place is dirty, so let’s just purify the whole armory. I’m sleepy.)

She was doing the same work over and over, so she was getting sleepy. It seemed to have become a chore.

Hirune omitted the scripture with a bit of enthusiasm and deployed the holy magic. A large magic circle appeared at her feet, and a large amount of stardust purified every inch of the armory.

“There we go….Huuh……”

If it was a saint other than Hirune, it would take more than thirty minutes for her to finish casting the holy magic that purified the entire armory. Furthermore, after a series of purifying and granting spells, they will run out of magical power. This was thanks to the blessings of the goddess.

“There’s still time. Shall I take a nap?”

In the armory, where the smell of iron and oil had faded and fresh air was coming in, there was a nice atmosphere.

(For something to use as a pillow, let’s see …… pillow …… pillow ……)

The saint wanders through the armory in search of a pillow.

It’s an armory, so only hard things are stored there.

She wandered around for a while and found something.

“Oh, I wonder if this is any good?”

Hirune’s eyes fell on a Hinoki stick, which seemed weaker than the other weapons.

She cast a purifying spell on the clean floor, laid down, and tucked the stick under her head.

(Better than a sword or a spear. It even presses the pressure points on your head.)

She was wrong about it feeling good, but well, it wasn’t impossible to sleep.

The handles of swords and spears are made of iron, so they are hard. Hinoki (Japanese cypress) sticks are the best.

Rather, she was too sleepy to look for something else.

(The Hinoki stick…… looks weak. The person who uses this must be a kind-hearted person. If someone equips this, I hope …… that they won’t be….. in trouble …….)

A soldier using a weak Hinoki stick.

As she imagined this, Hirune fell asleep.

A little light leaks through the small window, illuminating Hirune’s Saint clothes.

“…… Suu …… Suu …….”

Stardust fluttered from the sleeping Hirune and was sucked into the Hinoki stick that served as a pillow.