I Became the Burden of a Conscienceless Party

27 – Saint Irina (7)

Saint Irina (7)

f*ck!

Esmeralda’s blow of conversion.

She spoke and hit as if it were a final blow, but of course Irina couldn’t be knocked down like this.

She is also a member of the hero’s party.

She, who has overcome all kinds of trials with her, can only stretch out her fist at once.

‘Now, show me. Your worries, your contradictions. I had to be in pain, I had to worry, I had to break down, what was the reason…… !’

Unlike usual, Irina was too lax. She really should have put her to sleep so that she wouldn’t wake up if she really meant to make her a sacristy.

She had to do the bare minimum to keep her from moving even if she didn’t.

But she didn’t.

She simply locked her in her prison, from which she could get out at any time, and did not even have her own personnel to watch over it.

And even her subordinates, whom she commands, want to stop such Irina. Isn’t it obvious

Irina’s brainwashing deceives even herself. It’s what she has to do, and it makes her do even the things she doesn’t want to do.

She had to be crazy and she was willing to be crazy.

But that shouldn’t be the case.

She may deceive the world, but she must not deceive herself.

Especially if it is dangerous enough to be seen by others.

“Haap!”

The battle continues.

Esmeralda wanted to save even Irina, who said that she would grind herself and make her a sacred object.

Because that’s what she believes in. ‘Cause she’s on the road she’s chosen to walk

Although the Irina she has seen so far thinks like that, she is not one to jump to conclusions.

Esmeralda believes in herself even though she doesn’t believe in Irina.

She believes in herself so she thinks she Irina she won’t.

With such a heroic determination, Esmeralda stepped forward towards Irina, who flew away after being hit in the face.

And that moment.

f*ck!

“Oh?”

Irina’s morning star flew towards Esmeralda’s face.

As the name of the weapon suggests, a star appears in Esmeralda’s head.

An exciting counterattack. Power as if hesitation didn’t even exist.

She is, of course, the year that made the decision to grind herself into a holy relic, so there can be no hesitation in her attack.

‘Did this b*tch hit her in the face?’

The wound wasn’t too bad. After all, it was a blow from the priest.

Of course, it couldn’t be overlooked that the means was the thorny Morning Star. She thought of Esmeralda, who had managed to escape her body and avoid fatal wounds.

‘Dare?’

No, the opposite. As soon as she was hit in the face, her mind went blank.

So she forgot why she was fighting, and she forgot the fact that she had driven her fist into Irina’s face first.

When her original head rang, her cool mind flew away.

There was only emotion in Esmeralda’s attack that followed.

“Kuk!”

Esmeralda’s bold fist strikes Irina’s waist this time.

She let go of her cool and forgot her cause, expressing only her feelings of anger with the thought, ‘This crazy b*tch just hit me in the face?’

She has a good attitude, but Esmeralda is still an immature warrior. She couldn’t help being swept away by her emotions.

‘Whoa, it’s too obvious that you’re losing your mind just this much.’

However, Irina is the opposite.

Having lived as a monk, she was able to keep her cool even in such a dramatic situation.

Yes, she was cool.

She grabbed Esmeralda’s hair tightly as she flew away with her back bent in her coolness.

“Wow?!”

Esmeralda’s hair turned even whiter at Irina’s counterattack, which once again hurts the woman’s pride.

A situation in which the opponent has already become an enemy, not an object to be persuaded and saved, but an enemy that needs to be shown.

If you grab her hair, it’s justice to grab her hair too.

Esmeralda acted with a mindset based on extremely common sense.

So…….

“Huh?”

Esmeralda’s arm, which was moving toward Irina’s white hair, was caught in her handcuffs that appeared out of the air.

Yes, Irina was calm. She encouraged Esmeralda because she was cold.

Brainwashing, suggestion, intimidation, incitement.

The ability to move, induce, and deceive people’s minds.

Irina knows the character of her Esmeralda. She knows that she will try to save even her own self.

Because she was a warrior. She was so right that Irina wouldn’t let her jump to conclusions. She

She was Irina who had already decided to fall into the pit, but she was still cold in that part.

Her own behavior may be wrong. I wish she would have stopped it.

While she was thinking that way, her thinking arranged the optimal way.

Divine Magic

Purification system wide-area magic

[White light heat wave]

Paaa!

Holy magic that can turn the demons of the saintess, Irina, into powder.

The hot sand shining with white light crashes like a wave toward the restrained Esmeralda.

A power that would have been literally pulverized by the aftermath of the divine power contained in each grain of sand if the opponent was a demon.

Even if the opponent is a human, there is no way they will be safe since such a powerful force has swallowed Esmeralda.

I couldn’t even defend myself at this distance and got caught up in the [White Light Heat Wave], So the outcome was already decided.

Of course…….

“Wow, that was really dangerous. Seriously, when did you brainwash my mind and my hair went white?”

“It wasn’t really brainwashing. It was just that the hero was furious and rushed at it without considering the front and back.”

A story when the opponent is not a hero.

If she was a being with skills similar to hers, she would definitely have defeated her.

But Esmeralda smirked as she spilled her blood.

“Thanks to you, I am calm again. Shall we continue?”

“I see. Now that I feel like I have an advantage. Let’s go in earnest.”

Passion and coolness.

The two charged again with conflicting feelings.

***

Irina hoped for her miracle. She

She wanted to exist in this world even if it didn’t come down to her.

She has lived and acted thoroughly in every moment.

I have been committing sins in an inappropriate manner as a church member.

Without getting caught, without worrying about the aftermath.

She acted like that, and yet she wanted someone to punish her for that.

She was disgusted with hypocrisy and it was painful to have to hide her evil deeds.

Yes, even though she has acted so thoroughly, if someone exposes her private parts, wouldn’t that be a miracle? Wouldn’t that mean the return of the heavenly god soon?

‘But that shouldn’t be the case.’

For her to be caught like that means the second downfall of the Celestial Church.

She didn’t just forsake her god, because she was following a similar path to the pope before she knew it.

She never got caught, but she wished she was caught anyway.

If she dies, this time, the monastery and nursery schools supported by the Celestial Church will face ruin.

The world is harsh, people are not interested in others, and the empire treats commoners and squeezes them out.

In such a situation, if even the Celestial Church left the abandoned children alone, too many lives would die.

So you must be stained with evil.

You have to intimidate and brainwash people to save them.

That contradictory situation is what makes Irina sick the most.

“hahahaha.”

For the church.

For the sake of the heavenly gods.

For the sake of the world.

For those who need someone to take care of them.

Yes, for the sake of two incompatible values at the moment.

That’s the definition of Irina.

But now I have to abandon one. The power of the Celestial Church, which she raised through all kinds of trickery and politics, reached a level where it couldn’t get any better. This ideal is not a church, but just a group of interests.

There is that final line drawn.

So she desperately needed a miracle. In the past, she longed for a past where she could accept God’s teachings with peace of mind.

“You know. Hero, I think I’ve come too far.”

But Jim wasn’t her miracle. He ended up proving that miracles don’t exist.

A meeting that couldn’t even be a coincidence.

The look of Jim wrapping it up as a miracle is so sad, as if it represents the current world.

She realized it all over again.

As expected, there are no more miracles left in this world.

The arrival of her miracle means that she will be punished.

The reason she receives her divine punishment is that the Celestial Church, which she managed to stabilize, will collapse again.

Yes, there was no way it was there in the first place.

Having lost her mind in such delusion, she has come to a point where she can’t return.

“Look, miracles didn’t exist after all.”

Irina looked down at the fallen Esmeralda with a miserable expression.

Her wounds were already fatal, and no matter how hard she tried to recover, it was impossible to defeat the current Irina.

If that was possible, it would have been a miracle. However, Esmeralda could not perform such a miracle.

Because miracles no longer exist in this world.

“Wasn’t the hero like that? Even if you use the hero’s corpse, you won’t be able to create a sacred object.”

She In fact, by the time she heard that, Irina could see that it wasn’t a lie.

Because she was good at penetrating people’s psychology. She could tell she wasn’t lying.

And she was in fact suspicious from the start. She was predicting the impossible.

It’s strange that you cling to a record of the past and try to reproduce it.

‘Ah, that’s right. In fact, since then I already…….’

It was broken.

She was running towards failure.

In order to meet the worst ending that will sever the string of this evil karma.

I was pushing myself into an abyss. And when she reached the end like that, she was afraid again and couldn’t even move.

She came running blindly, but ended up stopping in front of the door, an idiot.

That was Irina, looking down at her fallen hero, now unable to do anything.

The Celestial Church will no longer be able to regain its former power, and in the end it will be unable to prevent the deaths of the weakest.

Yes, the weak die. That’s the way of the world Irina, who tried to twist it somehow, was trying to go against the rules of the world.

She is a foolish being who wanted to recreate a miracle that did not exist.

She is the limit of a criminal who dared to challenge the transfer of a god.

“Ahahahaha… ….”

It is still good for the eyes.

The cold corpses of the people in the monastery who died of starvation while holding each other in their arms like a family.

The end of that misfortune.

I’ve tried to prevent such people from appearing anymore, but it seems that I’m at my limit now.

“Yes. That’s what it means to be ideal. I guess you call it an ideal because you dream of a miracle that can’t happen.”

Irina used a healing spell on her fallen Esmeralda.

Her divine power, sharpened for her attack, is gently released and covers her Esmeralda.

Since the fight with Esmeralda was a fierce one, Irina was also seriously injured.

Neither did her side if it had to be treated, but she didn’t care.

She had no intention of living anymore. Even if he had shaken off the uchi that covered her eyes, he had come too far.

“Hero, now that I think about it, she must have enjoyed the journey with the hero quite a bit.”

Make a holy relic with warriors. That was Irina’s purpose.

She approached with that purpose, but at the end she gave up.

Irina just wasted her time.

In the end, it’s like this.

‘I… ….’

What the hell was she trying to do?

Did you run to fail?

If in the first place, even the evil of using warriors to create holy objects was impossible.

If everything she has done so far has been meaningless.

If her evil deeds, her good deeds, her hesitations, and her determination were all insignificant.

Irina can’t choose.

As long as she knows that the possibility is impossible, she can’t use Esmeralda to perform her ritual.

Her Last conscience left to her.

And above all else.

“Because the world needs you more than me.”

After all, if a miracle cannot be reproduced, there must be hope in this world. And she thought that at least she was Irina and she wasn’t herself.

So she must not sacrifice Esmeralda. No, all life is like that. She shouldn’t have dared to sacrifice her and share her difference.

She just realized that she was just so stupid.

“Don’t forgive me. Warrior.”

Heal her Esmeralda by channeling all her remaining divine power.

To the point of being a bit excessive. Make sure she doesn’t leave a speck of dust to use on herself.

Leave no regrets.

“May you condemn evil and preach justice. I hope you don’t make foolish choices like me.”

Irina staggered along with such a prayer. It’s over.

She said that if she went to the place where her priests were, she would be able to live with her, but she didn’t want to.

Because she was so tired.

Because she wanted to put it all down.

Then to a place where she can confide in her own sins. To the place where all the original sins of the past began and ended.

Yes, the Celestial Church crashed.

And created the current church.

Woefully in that terrible clearing.

“… ….”

Let’s face the miserable end.

In this way, Irina arrived at the place where the previous pope had brought down the heavenly gods and was able to find it.

“Why… ….”

She was horrified as if she had discovered something impossible.

“Why are you here… ….”

In the middle of the empty lot, which should have been quiet, was a young man with an unusually soft smile.

Looking at Irina with unusual blue eyes.

It’s like a scene from a fairy tale.

With the same feeling as Mary Sue, who solves everything simply.

Yes, innocently, innocently.

He said, holding out a flower blooming in her field in front of Irina’s eyes.

“Would you like to talk to me for a moment? Saintess.”