All Warriors Are My Disciples

30. A saint, no, a filial daughter

No one complained. With what qualifications can you do that?

On the contrary, I could say that it was fortunate that I had come this far.

However, if there is only one thing you want. Please live as much as your own child.

This foolish mother’s sins she will bear herself.

She said she please, even if she only had children of her own, she wished she lived even those children who were innocent.

– Are you stupid? –

That severely cold word lingered in my ears.

That one word that asked if the child who lost her parents would have lived even if she was alive.

At the man’s words, I felt desperate that I didn’t want to die like this, that I didn’t want to fall asleep.

He has to open his eyes. I have to take my child and get out of this hell.

I wanted to see the child’s face one more time because it’s good even just once.

So you have to live, you have to open your eyes, you can’t just disappear like this.

“… Ah.”

I slowly opened my eyes at the bright light I suddenly felt.

The white ceiling, the white walls, and even the surrounding scenery that is not grand, even sacred.

The one-eyed woman didn’t know where she was now.

She really was dead, and the place she came from was too beautiful.

She must be a sinner herself. She is an unforgivable villain.

Why is she in such a beautiful and sacred place?

“You’re awake.”

She turned her head at the voice coming from the side.

There was a woman staring at her, holding her soundly asleep child.

“You….”

That face is definitely that woman.

A woman called Iris who revealed her true identity.

She was standing with her child in her arms.

“Ah!”

“Don’t worry. Because you are asleep.”

Iris whispered and brought her index finger to her mouth.

She said to be quiet because the child might wake up, but the woman, the child’s mother, shut her mouth.

“….”

“….”

There is an awkward silence.

One side is the one who tried to deceive, and the other side is the one who uncovered it.

No matter what it is or what the reason is, in the end, being a sinner doesn’t change.

Because of this, the one-eyed woman carefully opens her mouth while stuttering while looking at her.

“What happened….”

Obviously he was fatally wounded by a monster.

She didn’t just die instantly, she deserved to die.

But when I touched her stomach, I didn’t feel even the slightest pain.

Can you do this? This really makes no sense.

The answer to the one-eyed woman’s question came from someone else.

“… Are you awake?”

From her head to her toes, she is a pure white woman.

The beginning of winter, her hair like the first snow at that time and her unwavering silver eyes.

Noble energy spreads throughout the room as if watching the return of an angel.

“Since she received a serious wound, I thought she would wake up last, but her mental strength is amazing.”

“You….”

“The child fell asleep after receiving simple treatment. Is her husband by her side? She’s sound asleep there too, so she won’t have to worry about it.”

At the words of the white woman who spoke in a quiet tone, the one-eyed woman checked her side.

She was her own half, the one she apparently had beaten right before her death.

She was just sleeping soundly as he, too, was breathing evenly.

‘This makes no sense.’

Yeah, that makes no sense.

Her husband’s wounds, as well as her own wounds.

Even if a probationary priest, no, a full-time priest comes.

It was never a wound that could be erased cleanly.

Look at the energy that blooms from that pure white woman.

If that’s the brilliance emitted by someone who is really nothing more than a priest.

What kind of person in the world worships demons and regards death as beautiful?

“Who… Do you?”

“Are you talking about me?”

“Yes. No matter how you look… I don’t think you are a priest.”

“Me and the priest are members of the church after all, so there is no difference.”

At the words of her white woman, the one-eyed woman shook her head.

The word that there is nothing different means nothing if you attach it to a place like that.

Because it’s different. Because it’s so different It’s the first time I’ve seen someone like that.

“Who are you?”

The one-eyed woman asked again, and the white woman smiled calmly.

“It is called Hyacinth.”

The moment she heard that, the one-eyed woman was startled.

If it’s a member of the church called Hyacinth, wouldn’t she be the only one?

“Stop, saintess.”

“It is often called that.”

Alas, the one-eyed woman bowed her head with a sigh.

She was tricked by demon worshippers and attached to the side of the warrior of the sword.

To the saintess, it was a shame that she was saved by a divine warrior.

“Thank you. Thank you… Thank you so much for saving someone like me….”

“No. You are wrong.”

However, the saintess, the divine warrior, cut off such gratitude sharply.

Shaking her head, I follow her words as if pointing out her mistakes.

“It wasn’t me who saved you. I was just following his will.”

* * * * * * * * * *

It’s a mid-level monster, but this one seems a bit salty.

I didn’t expect it to disappear leaving only one magic stone behind.

From mid-level monsters, they sometimes go and disappear leaving behind stones called magic stones.

It strengthens the power to handle mana, or strengthens the body.

Well, it can’t be used that way, but it has its own use.

In the game, this magic stone was used as an equipment reinforcement material.

I was able to make the quality of equipment slightly better here with magic stones.

‘There is a limit to what equipment can make up for, but it’s still better than nothing.’

After watching the battle between Iris and the intermediate monsters.

As expected, I thought that he needed a suitable weapon.

Skills are supported, but that much mana seniority is not enough, so another number had to be used.

“Master.”

The door opens and Iris enters first.

She said that the one-eyed woman would stay with her until she woke up, but she came earlier than expected.

“Are you awake?”

“Yes.”

“I’m glad. What would you do if you died?”

Even though I fell for the tricks of the demon worshippers and did what I shouldn’t have done.

There is a fact that it was an unavoidable part due to threats, not volition.

I intended to use it to arouse the enmity of the demon worshipers.

The one-eyed woman said, ‘I am a witness. They’ve taken my family hostage.’

The next one could be you, or the next one could be you.

So always be vigilant. Their whispers are never good.

“How did you know?”

“What?”

“My sister-in-law and senior came. How did you know that the divine warrior had come….”

“He is the disciple I taught. Those guys came nearby, maybe they didn’t know that.”

Scared to finish my words, the door opens again and the ‘disciple’ enters.

Making eye contact with me, she slowly lowered her waist and took her example.

“Master. Have you been safe all this time?”

“I’ve been fine. How have you been?”

“Yes. Thanks to Master’s grace, I have been able to faithfully fulfill my duties.”

“Yes. I’m glad you look good. Lily.”

Lily. Lily Hyacinth.

The ‘Divine Hero’ character who was in charge of the healer position in my main deck.

The offensive side’s stats will be lower than the current Iris. She

Instead, she boasted overwhelming performance in healing, blessing, and all other secondary functions.

Lily, who is also my sixth disciple, played the role of a filial daughter from the beginning of the game.

First of all, at least 50 cards popped out through the single chaga draw, starting with blocking the expected reality.

She’s a powerful secondary ability, so she only takes one healer spot instead of two. She is

She was a character who had nothing to do with a skin because her basic skin was the prettiest above all else.

If she was a filial daughter only in games, that’s not the case either.

She was Lily, the sixth disciple she took in after coming here.

Because he was born as an assistant specialist, everything was perfect except for his inevitably weak attack ability.

Healing in a wide area, as well as canceling curses, barriers and blessings, he did everything.

On top of that, his personality is so smart, polite, and even kind.

There was no problem with her being an angel, not a hero.

Befitting a hero of the divine, Lily, who went out into the world afterward, earned the nickname ‘Saint’. She

She and she went into the Order and said she was doing her duty.

She used to hear stories from Lily herself and her other students from time to time.

“At first I thought I felt wrong. Your energy was suddenly sensed.”

“I happened to pass by and went into the city to give my followers a bit of a comfortable rest. However, in the middle of the night, I felt a faint turbid energy. So I left quietly, but I didn’t expect to see Master like this.”

If you’re lucky, maybe it’s a good thing.

If that’s not the case, it could be that the part that will help me subconsciously has been expressed.

No matter what she does, she plays the role of a filial daughter so well that she is truly a saint herself.

“I used to hear your story from time to time when I went to the city. They say that you appeared and healed those who were injured while fighting monsters with one prayer. It raised those who were dying with its brilliance.”

At my words, Lily smiles lightly as if she is ashamed.

Red energy spreads over the pure white flowers.

“I just did what Master taught me. How embarrassing are the words that lift me up. I wanted to tell them all. Do you know who is behind the beings you admire so much? He said he should thank him.”

“Arthur. You know I hate that kind of thing.”

“Of course I know. So I just kept my mouth shut and was silent.”

“Yes, yes. Good job. It is also you.”

In the middle of a conversation with Lily, I suddenly thought that Iris, who was sitting next to me, was so quiet.

She did, and she glanced back at her eyes, and the expression on his face was unusual.

She opens her eyes as if glancing at me and Iris looks at Lily alternately.

Somehow, I felt the energy that this situation was a little unwelcome.

“… Ah, Master. Come to think of it, that woman over here….”

“What is ‘Bun’? I am your sister and the youngest. About it comfortably. Comfortable.”

“I am fine, Master.”

“It’s okay. Iris? You wouldn’t have said goodbye formally.”

“Yes.”

“Hello each other again. It’s not like we’re talking just once.”

Then, Iris stood up from her seat and lowered her head subtly.

“I’m Iris Future Walker, Saint Lily.”

“The title of a saint has been accepted. I just want you to call me comfortably, Iris.”

Lily greets her Iris and gives her a warm smile.

“… Senior, I’ve heard a lot about the sixth sister-in-law. They say she’s a very important person in the church. Master also talked a lot.”

“I just did what Master taught me. Those in the church discuss God, but I only listen to Master, not God.”

People of the church, archbishops, and even the Holy Family.

If she hears the saintess talk that way, she will be very upset.

Fortunately, it is fortunate that Lily showed her faithfulness in believing in God.

“Master.”

Lily takes a step closer.

“An investigative team will come out of the city soon. They might be rude to Master. So I’m going to try instead. Could you please allow me?”

“You take care of it yourself. If it’s you, I’m a little relieved.”

“Okay. If not, I will take measures not to direct any attention to Master.”

I understand exactly what I want.

In game and here. She played the role of a filial daughter very well.