[Translator - Peptobismol]
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Chapter 25: The Granting of a Title (1)
A week later, in the morning.
"Hamel Gilmore, come forth and receive the decree of His Majesty, the Emperor!”
A booming voice filled the mansion, shattering the morning silence.
A group of knights and a noble from the Imperial Palace had arrived.
"Here it comes."
Daniel said with a chuckle, looking out the window.
Hamel nodded calmly.
After resolving the mansion incident, Hamel immediately contacted the Empire.
As a result, an investigation team had thoroughly examined the mansion over the past few days.
However, he had to hide the details, including the existence of the basement.
To be honest, he couldn't predict how they would react to his condition, and his father's actions were punishable by heavy penalties.
Since it was Hamel who resolved the incident, he wouldn't be implicated, but the mansion and the territory could be confiscated.
He didn't care about the territory or the title, but he had to protect the mansion.
Therefore, he and the others had agreed to attribute the incident to demons.
He was concerned about Ono, who had left for the Order, but
Ono would report to the Order, and he didn't know the details, so it was a gamble worth taking.
And so far, the gamble has been successful.
The investigation team had only confirmed what Hamel wanted them to see and then returned.
And today was the day to see the results.
The noble from the Imperial Palace, accompanied by knights, had arrived.
"If we weren't caught, it'll be the granting of a title."
"If we are caught, we'll be executed."
"...What?"
Antonio's face turned pale, and he trembled. Hamel placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Don’t worry. At worst, all they’ll do is pull out your tongue for perjury."
"Well... that’s reassuring, I guess."
Antonio nodded, his expression anything but reassured.
Hamel chuckled at the sight and supported him towards the main entrance.
Daniel followed behind them as if guarding them.
"Are you Hamel Gilmore?"
"Yes, I am."
Hamel stepped forward at the noble's question, entrusting Antonio to Daniel's care.
The noble looked at him with a strange expression and continued,
"His Majesty, the Great Emperor, personally heard the report submitted by the investigators."
"Yes."
"And as a result, he has decided to bestow upon you the title of Baron, succeeding Dennis Gilmore."
"Glory to the Great Emperor and his bloodline."
Hamel knelt on one knee and bowed his head.
Now, the noble from the Imperial Palace would tap Hamel's head with the sword bestowed by the Emperor, and the ceremony would be over.
However, the noble didn't seem to have finished speaking yet and continued without touching the sword,n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om
"But there's a condition."
"...?"
"As far as I know, you are a priest of the Order."
"That is correct."
At Hamel's answer, the noble shook his head firmly.
"A clergyman of the Order cannot simultaneously hold the position of a secular lord. Relinquish your priesthood here and now."
"...Could you grant me some time?"
Hamel was troubled.
He intended to relinquish his priesthood eventually, but no one from the Order had arrived yet.
It was proper to explain the situation to them and then resign from the priesthood.
However, the noble was resolute.
"That's not possible. You must decide here and now. Will you accept the title and be bestowed with it, or will you remain a priest?"
Hamel pondered, but there was only one answer.
He was planning to leave the Order anyway, and to protect the mansion, he had to give up his priesthood.
"...I..."
Just as Hamel was about to answer,
Rumble!
The ground vibrated subtly, and dust clouds rose in the distance.
The rumbling sound grew louder, soon shaking their eardrums like the roar of a waterfall in a valley after a heavy downpour.
"That's..."
The eyes of the knights standing behind the noble narrowed.
On the road leading up to the mansion,
"Hamel Gilmore is no longer a priest of the Order as of this moment. In the name of Arsen, I hereby excommunicate you."
After solemnly declaring this, the bishop smiled gently and continued,
"Furthermore, since you have received the middle name of Saint, I offer you the position of honorary priest. Hamel, do you accept?"
"Yes, I accept."
Hamel nodded without hesitation.
The bishop then looked at the noble from the Imperial Palace and said firmly,
"Now, Priest Hamel is no longer a priest of the 'Order'. He is now an external priest under the jurisdiction of the Vatican."
"...I see."
That was true.
If he was a priest under the jurisdiction of the Vatican, not the Order, it was a different story.
External priests didn't have any obligations or positions in the Order, so there was no point in arguing about it.
The noble trembled, seeing them subtly circumvent the law.
There wasn't much he could do if they went this far.
But he was still officially representing the Emperor. He wasn't going to back down easily.
"It's a joyous occasion to have another Saint. May I ask why he was granted Sainthood?"
It was clear to everyone that he was trying to find fault.
The bishop hesitated, but since there was nothing to hide, he answered easily,
"Of course. He was granted Sainthood for his achievement in defeating the special-grade demon, Riteil."
"A special-grade demon...?"
The noble pondered for a moment, then said with a faint smile,
"That means Priest Hamel is a truly outstanding exorcist priest."
"Indeed."
What was he scheming?
Just as even Hamel was staring at him intently, trying to figure it out,
"I've heard there's a problem with the salt mine in this territory. I'll agree to the succession of the title if you resolve that."
"...What do you mean?"
The bishop asked in a cold, low voice.
His aura was so chilling that even Hamel shuddered.
It was a glimpse of his past as an exceptional exorcist priest.
Gasp..!
The noble from the Imperial Palace choked, and the knights behind him reached for their swords.
It was a tense moment.
"If you draw your swords, I'll cut you down."
The captain of the Holy Sepulchre Knights spoke.
He hadn't moved a muscle, but his voice was filled with conviction.
The knights hesitated and exchanged glances.
When the noble's face turned pale, the bishop finally softened his demeanor.
Cough. Cough!
The noble coughed violently for a while.
The bishop, watching this, continued in his cold voice,
"I asked what you meant by those words. Are you suggesting that the Order is colluding and lying?"
"Th-that's not it. This is also part of the succession process, my duty. It's also to test whether he is qualified to lead the territory."
The noble hurriedly lowered his gaze and spoke quickly.
He was being careful not to offend the bishop.
"Hmm."
Just as the bishop furrowed his brow and stroked his chin,
"I'll do it."
"Hamel?"
Hamel nodded and stepped forward.
"I have already selected priests to go to the salt mine, but..."
"It's the territory I will lead, isn't it? Please let me handle this."
"...Very well, if that is your wish, Hamel."
The bishop agreed, though reluctantly. The noble from the Imperial Palace and his knights breathed a collective sigh of relief.
Hamel stepped forward and addressed the noble.
"Please stay at the mansion for a few days. There are no servants, but..."
"I'll manage. However, I'll give you a week. If you fail to resolve the issue or exceed the time limit, the succession will be revoked."
"Yes. But please allow one of my companions to accompany me."
Hamel said, looking at Daniel behind him.
The noble slowly scrutinized Daniel.
His worn-out armor and dust-covered helmet ornament.
He didn't look like anything more than a poor, low-ranking knight.
"Do as you please. But no one else."
The noble looked warily at the Holy Sepulchre Knights, and Hamel slowly shook his head, saying,
"That won't be necessary."
[Translator - Peptobismol]
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