I Was Chosen as the Saint’s Husband

257 – Part 2 Episode 85, Recovery of the Holy Sword Replica

If I were to express the abilities of the Holy Knights in one word…

I think I can express it like this: It’s disappointing.

People 3,000 years ago were quite strong because they had to survive.

It seems that people today are clearly less skilled than they were back then.

In terms of strength and stamina, not much has changed from those days.

However, the presence or absence of combat experience seems to make more of a difference than expected.

It seems like people living today lack combat experience.

It’s inevitable because we live in such a peaceful and safe era…

There is no chaos and no war.

At best, the minions of chaos have recently appeared and slightly disturbed the world.

And the damage was almost minimal.

Even the tsunami that occurred in a neighboring country not long ago was quite small in scale.

“Or maybe I went too far…?”

Actually, I’m not much different from people 3,000 years ago, but maybe I’ve become dull.

Maybe it was because I was trying to use a sword properly for the first time in a long time that I had trouble controlling my strength.

No, is that really the case?

Did I really lose control of my strength?

A knight of the Holy Knights is being carried on a stretcher after the match.

I didn’t get hurt because I did it with my hands.

I just fainted.

It hit me right in front of my eyes and I fainted.

“Hey, Elvin.”

“huh?”

As I held my sword and sighed, Dave approached me.

He tapped his hand on my shoulder, made a serious expression, and shook his head.

“No matter what, it’s too harsh. King Jin is against the knights…”

“No. I just touched it? I didn’t even hit it with the sword in the first place.”

“That? It flew away without any resistance.”

“hmm…”

Anyone who sees it will think I really hit him.

He said he swung his sword, but didn’t actually hit him.

I can feel the gaze of those around me.

Not only the looks of surprise, but also the looks of people wondering what kind of monster there is.

Looking at this situation now, I feel like I did something wrong.

It is meaningful to show your skills slowly, but you showed great things from the beginning…

“Did I do something for nothing?”

“It wasn’t for nothing. At least now there will be no more people plotting to do something to you, right?”

“I guess so?”

It’s so wide open that there’s no way there’d be people trying to kidnap or something like that.

It will probably be quiet for a while.

Of course, no one would try to mess with Stella and Luna.

The husband is nothing short of a monster, but who would want to mess with his wife and daughter?

Hmm… I think I thought well and acted well.

If you think that looking at things like this is enough to protect your family, it’s nothing.

*

Even after I blew up the knights, the competition went on smoothly.

The Templars fought to get the sword, and I fought to keep myself and my family safe.

Some knights abstained as soon as they saw me…

In fact, thanks to the abstention, the game was able to proceed very quickly.

Nevertheless, there are still 128 rounds left.

We didn’t think we could finish today, so we agreed to continue the game tomorrow.

A competition that should have been completed in one day took two days.

I think the sword made from a mixture of Styx and Mithril is amazing.

“Should I keep it instead of giving it away?”

Even if I won, I was planning on handing it over to the second place winner.

However, considering the impact of the sword, I began to wonder if it would be better to keep it rather than hand it over.

The sighting information of Chaos’ minions has almost decreased.

We may need to be a little wary of counterfeit holy swords becoming private objects rather than public objects.

Sigh… I feel like I have a lot to think about these days.

The safety of my family is a problem, but I am also worried about the safety of the world.

“Seobang? Are you okay?”

“Huh? Huh? When did you come?”

I was sitting in the living room, looking at the ceiling, lost in thought, and before I knew it, Stella was sitting next to me.

Was my wife able to hide her popularity perfectly like a ninja?

Or maybe there was no reaction because it was my wife’s fave.

“It’s been there since you were pulling out your hair earlier. You’re not having a hard time, are you?”

“It’s not that it’s difficult… I’m just a little worried.”

“Are you worried?”

Do you think it’s okay to tell this to Stella?

I sigh as I wonder if I am putting the burden of worry on my wife for no reason.

Should I just say it calmly?

Because it might not be a bad idea to talk rather than complaining alone.

“Actually… the number of sightings of Chaos minions has been decreasing recently, right?”

“Right? So I heard it’s a good thing.”

That in itself is a good thing.

However, one thing that stems from that is the problem.

“It’s a good thing, but several copies of the Holy Sword were created to exterminate the minions of Chaos.”

“It was a sword made by mixing Styx and Mithril, right?”

“Yes. I thought it was too loose.”

If the minions of chaos are reduced, shouldn’t the number of clones of the holy sword also be reduced accordingly?

It’s not that I have great pride as a warrior, but seeing those swords being produced indiscriminately makes me feel a little like that.

“I think I know roughly what the West is worried about.”

It was a short explanation, but Stella nodded, saying she understood.

Because Stella’s ability is to draw something out of even a short conversation.

“Ha… This isn’t a worry about me, it’s a worry about society, so there’s no way to resolve it.”

If it is a personal worry, you may be able to resolve it by thinking about it and taking action on your own.

However, I have no way of resolving my concerns about social phenomena.

It’s not like I can retrieve all the swords and carry them around.

huh?

collect?

No, is it possible?

Now that I think about it, I don’t think there’s anything that can’t be recovered.

“Sir, you should have told me that.”

Sure enough, Stella jumped up from her seat, pounding her chest.

There was a determination in his eyes that he could solve the problem if he left it to himself.

It was my first time seeing Stella’s expression like that.

It was like that.

My sister Stella was a saint.

He is a person who can give orders to the entire religious order.

I forgot that.

***

That evening.

An emergency meeting was called in the name of the saint at the church headquarters.

The reason is to stop producing and recall replicas of the Holy Sword.

Although the saint did not explain the exact reason, the message was to retrieve replicas of the holy sword that were being spread around the world indiscriminately.

In fact, there was almost no opposition to the proposal.

The cost of producing replicas of holy swords was also very high, and recently, management problems were being raised as they were even lost.

“I have argued before, but I think it was too much, even if it was just to deal with the minions of chaos.”

“I think so too. The number of swords produced so far has exceeded 100, right?”

“I heard that the sword itself was even made into a prize at this swordsmanship competition.”

Sure enough, the concerns everyone was worried about came out from the cardinals’ mouths.

In particular, the conference room became quite noisy when they heard that it was a prize for a swordsmanship competition at the end.

It has to be that way.

Even if it is a sword made using a small amount of Styx and Mithril, it is an imitation of a holy sword.

What kind of existence is a hero in this world?

He is the strongest being chosen by God to save the world.

A replica of the Holy Sword, which is nothing but a symbol of such an existence, is turned into a product.

It’s surprising that no criticism has been made until now.

However, the biggest reason why we were able to produce and distribute replicas of the holy sword without any problems until now was the cooperation of the warriors.

Didn’t you personally tell the Pope how to create a replica of the Holy Sword to counter the world’s threats?

So the senior priests and cardinals kept quiet.

For the sake of the warrior’s face.

However, the warrior was ‘concerned’.

So, wouldn’t resolving those concerns be a way for them to repay the warrior who gave them hope?

That is what the senior priests and cardinals here are thinking.

“I agree with the Holy Woman’s opinion. I think that replicas of the Holy Sword need to be recovered to some extent.”

“I think there is a need for some recovery of items sent overseas.”

“I think so too!”

“Me too…”

Cardinals and senior priests rising from their seats one after another.

The saintess nodded, satisfied with the sight.

“Of course, that doesn’t mean we can recover all of the counterfeit items. The number of sightings has only decreased, but the minions of Chaos still continue to show themselves.”

“Your Majesty, wouldn’t it be better to stop further production and distribution?”

“I think so too.”

“Oh… as expected of a saint…”

With one word from the saint, the meeting reached a conclusion.

It is not possible to retrieve the holy sword replicas right now.

However, it meant that the production and distribution of replicas of holy swords had to stop further than now.