The Excommunicated Saint Wants to Lose

The dragons appearing in were heavily influenced by fantasy novels.
Magical abilities that transcend common sense.
A heart that springs forth mana.
Breath that overwhelms opponents just by exhaling.
In summary, they were disgustingly strong.
To the extent of having the nickname ‘The race closest to the sun’.
However, they hardly appeared in the actual game.
It was to the level where one could consider them a non-existent race.
Why did the strongest race come to occupy a presence less than air?
It was due to their extremely indifferent nature.
Bystanders who thoroughly ignore everything outside their interests.
They never intervened no matter what happened in the world.
After all, they wouldn’t die easily anyway.
Being the strongest also meant being the most insensitive to crises.
They even barely interacted with other races.
The epitome of arrogant attitude.
They were a race that chose solitude rather than mingling with others because they were so superior.
“Clitia, how about this appearance?”

But there are always exceptions.
“Can’t you hear me?”
“I’m listening.”
Who would have thought the dragon would never leave me alone.
Feeling a strange sensation, I lightly ruffled the hair of the blonde girl in front of me.
“Bre… What did you say your full name was?”
“Breniakethra. You can call me Breni.”
Why on earth is the name so long?
Dragon names were too difficult.
But I couldn’t keep calling her ‘Woof-woof’ either, so I had to adapt.
“Wait a moment while I think.”
“Okay.”
“First, go back to your first form.”
Breni nodded and instantly changed from a girl to an adult woman.
“How’s this?”
“Not bad.”
Which form should I have her stay in?
It was a very important matter.
“Is appearance that important?”
Riella, who was watching from behind, raised a question.
It was something a layman would say.
“It is important. The sage is the hero’s aide, right?”
The role of leading everyone belongs to the hero, the leader.
The sage needs to assist such a hero from the side.
The two spend a lot of time together.
Therefore, there was a need to minimize the psychological distance as much as possible.
“We can’t have an appearance that makes the hero feel uncomfortable or alienated.”
“Ah, I see.”
Riella shook her head as if to say do as you please.
“But in the end, you’re doing this because you want to lose to the hero. You’re really something.”
“Shut up.”
I’m not a saint right now, so it’s okay to pursue my self-interest.
I’m separately asking for forgiveness through prayer to the goddess, so there’s nothing to be concerned about.
“Oh bright sun, I will offer today’s apology tonight.”
-The goddess must be so pleased.
I ignored what the Sun Catcher was saying.
“Are we not done yet? I want to rest.”
“I’ll choose now.”
To appease the constantly whining Breni, I shook off my idle thoughts and decided to make a quick decision.
“Let’s go with the second one.”
“Okay!”
Breni changed her appearance once again.
“Is this good?”
“It suits you perfectly.”
A girl neither too young nor too mature.
Tying her blonde hair to one side created an elegant charm.
Overall, she looked a year or two younger than the hero.
The smaller the age difference, the easier it would be to get close.
I could already picture it.
I could almost hear the sound of the hero and sage laughing and chatting like sisters.
“Can I play now?”
“Do as you like. Just maintain that appearance.”
“Okay.”
As soon as she got permission, Breni scampered off and lay down on the platform.
As when she was Woof-woof, she was born with cuteness rather than strength.
Completely different from other dragons.
This was closer to a flaw than an advantage.
“Clitia, shall we go make plans?”
“We should.”
Three days had passed since Riella’s promise.
It was time to implement mental education for the sage.

“Drink.”
The Tower Master’s room.
I sat in a chair near the window and took the tea Riella handed me.
Pink water with a few flower petals floating in it.
It was the tea I drank when trapped in the illusion magic.
“I told you this tastes bad.”
“It’ll be different from last time.”
I took a sip, deciding to be fooled.
A subtle floral scent spread in my mouth.
“It’s delicious?”
“Right?”
It was definitely different.
It tasted as if flowers were blooming in my mouth, smiling brightly.
“This is a fragrance that can’t be realized even with illusions.”
Then it really was something even royalty couldn’t drink.
“It’s pink, so it reminds me of you every time I drink it.”
“Then why did you suddenly bombard me?”
“……”
I stared at Riella, who was at a loss for words, and slowly opened my mouth.
“Anyway, let’s sort out the problems.”
Breni is too young.
Not only is she young, but she has too many conditions that don’t fit the position of sage.
So I planned to summarize it in an easy-to-understand way first.
“Start with the Tower Master.”
I first requested a report from the one in charge of the magic part.
“Breni can barely handle magic. The reason is as I said before.”
“You said she was abandoned, right?”
About half a year ago.
Breni was found abandoned in front of the Purple Magic Tower at a time when she should have been learning magic.
The culprit was, of course, some dragon without paternal or maternal love.
Moreover, they were the worst of the worst, abandoning her after even applying memory manipulation.
“You still don’t know who did it?”
“It’s a dragon. If they’re determined to hide their identity, even I have trouble tracking them.”
Magic skills that even the Tower Master finds hard to trace.
Indeed, they were a cheat-like race.
“The problem is that she can properly use the body transformation magic unique to dragons.”
“Isn’t that good?”
“Not at all.”
Riella continued her explanation, frowning as usual.
“It would be better to learn from scratch. The manifestation system of dragon magic is completely different from ours.”
“Have you tried teaching her your tower’s magic?”
“Of course. But she can’t even draw magic circles properly yet. She doesn’t seem to understand well.”
A dog that needs to be taught how to bark to humans.
If I were to make an analogy, it would be roughly that kind of situation.
It was a headache in many ways.
“Just where is she an ultra-genius?”
“In terms of talent alone, she is an ultra-genius. It’s just that she can’t utilize it at all.”
At this rate, she’s likely to become a sage who can’t use magic.
It was a disaster like no other.
“What does our defeat enthusiast think is the problem?”
Now it was my turn to report.
“Her physical abilities are superior to Erin’s.”
It was the difference between an ordinary girl and a dragon.
One bleeds if scratched slightly.
The other can slightly scratch the opponent and make them a bloody mess.
“That’s an advantage, isn’t it?”
“It’s only an advantage if used well.”
Breni is robust but frail.
She’d be fine even if hit ten times, but she trembles after just one hit.
It’s because she hasn’t been hit much.
She still doesn’t know how strong her own endurance is.
“There’s more than one or two flaws. Did the goddess make a mistake and choose the wrong child as sage?”
“……”
“I’m sorry. I was wrong.”
There’s no way the goddess could have made a mistake.
There must be a deep meaning.
There must be a reason for excommunicating me without a word too.
“So how do you plan to carry out this mental education? Do you have a method?”
“Of course I do.”
We just need to create a setting.
Like when I was waiting in the mud goblin dungeon.
“Use your imagination like a proper magician.”
“What imagination?”
I had a plan I had been thinking about for a while.
“Let’s shoot a children’s play.”

Breni carefully dipped her feet into the gently flowing valley stream.
The water flowing leisurely.
It tickled when small fish occasionally brushed against her.
It feels good doing this, as it clears the mind.
The smile that usually sinks when alone now raised its head vigorously.
A peaceful heart.
But before long, she pulled her feet out.
It was too cool to keep them in for long.
‘It’s uncomfortable.’
As expected, she couldn’t get used to the human body.
Walking on awkward two legs.
A higher viewpoint than usual.
Delicate skin.
The list of difficulties was endless.
No matter how she thought about it, life as a puppy was better.
To the point where she wondered if she might actually be a dog, not a dragon.
Nevertheless, Breni stubbornly maintained her human form.
Because she could become a little more similar to the kind and trustworthy ones.
“Come back soon…”
It had been quite a while since the two left together, saying they had business.
They still showed no signs of returning.
She didn’t like being bored.
The feeling of being alone never became familiar no matter how many times she experienced it.
It was like this when recalling her blackened memories too.
For Breni, loneliness was terribly boring darkness.
“We’re back.”
“Riella!”
The voice she had been waiting for.
Breni ran to Riella, who appeared from a door that formed in the air, and hugged her tightly.
“Why were you so late!”
“Sorry. It took longer than expected.”
She had been disappointed for not seeing them all day, but decided to forgive them.
They were here now, after all.
“Have you adapted a bit?”
Then the human she had recently become close to also appeared through the door.
“I’ve gotten used to it.”
“Don’t lie.”
“It’s very uncomfortable!”
“If it’s hard, why don’t you turn back into Woof-woof for a bit?”
Gentleness mixed in the blunt tone.
Clitia exuded a dangerous aura like a demon, but had an unexpectedly gentle personality.
Humans with kind hearts could be trusted.
It was a life attitude taught by instinct.
“You two aren’t going anywhere now, right?”
“Do you like it that much?”
“Yes!”
This place called the magic tower had many unfamiliar humans.
Also, it was scary to hear someone suffering in the basement every day.
An environment difficult to endure alone.
That’s why she wanted to hug or lean on the only two beings she could rely on.
“We’ll be watching from the side, so practice your magic.”
“Ugh, do I have to?”
“You don’t want to?”
Clitia started staring quietly.
With a cold and dark gaze.
The misunderstanding was cleared, but it was still scary.
Even though she knew she was kind, Breni felt frightened.
“I understand, so please don’t…”
“What’s that?”
She wasn’t looking at Breni.
Her eyes were directed further back.
Wondering what it was, Breni followed her gaze and discovered a strange phenomenon.
There was a black hole in the ground.
Soon, black mist rose from the hole and instantly enveloped Clitia.
It was an attack that happened before she could even react.
“What’s wrong? Are you hurting somewhere?”
She was holding her head as if in pain.
Breni still couldn’t grasp the situation at all.
“Heh, hehehe.”
Soon after, Clitia started chuckling in a low voice.
In a voice completely different from usual.
“I’ve finally succeeded! I have resurrected! Hehehe, hahaha!”
Bizarre laughter continued to pour out.
It was clearly not normal.
“Who are you! What have you done to Clitia!”
Riella, who had hidden Breni behind her, shouted in a somewhat unnatural tone.
“Me? As for me…”
The mist gradually dissipating.
At the same time, Clitia’s eyes turned black.
“I am the first heaven of the Demon Lord’s army’s Four Heavenly Kings. The ‘Soul Master’ Kvald!”

Demon Lord’s army, Four Heavenly Kings, First Heaven, Soul Master.
‘What does this mean?’
She didn’t understand at all.
These were too difficult terms for Breni.
“This can’t be…”
On the other hand, Riella seemed to understand everything, as she opened her mouth wide in shock.
“What’s going on?”
“Clitia’s body has been taken over by a villain. Be careful.”
Meanwhile, the villain extended his hand forward with exaggerated gestures.
“To commemorate my resurrection, I’ll eliminate you first!”
A black sphere flying with an ominous energy.
Riella tried to deploy a defensive magic, but it was too late.
“Run away…”
Hit directly by the sphere, Riella collapsed helplessly to the side.
“Now it’s your turn.”
The dark gaze now turned towards Breni.
Her body trembled.
She wanted to run away, but her legs shook and wouldn’t listen.
“Clitia, snap out of it!”
“It’s useless to call desperately. I’ve already… Ugh!”
At that moment, the dark light dimmed.
“Listen to me carefully.”
A voice filled with worry and apology.
It was the real Clitia.
“Are you okay? Have you broken free?”
“Only for a moment. You’re the only hero who can save me.”
Clitia continued speaking with difficulty while staggering.
“Don’t give up till the end and fight with magic. Don’t be intimidated by taking a few hits. You’re tougher than you think. Manifest magic while getting hit. Please save me.”
After a long string of words, despite saying time was short, her eyes were once again covered in dark light.
“What a useless act. Do you think such a coward can defeat the great Kvald!”
“……”
Breni’s eyes shone coldly.
She was in danger.
The kind person she wanted to rely on.
She was angry.
At the villain who had taken over the body of someone precious.
“Wait! I’ll save you!”
Breni burned with fighting spirit.
Slowly manipulating the mana surging from her heart.
‘This is more fun than I thought.’
Breni had no way of knowing what Riella, who had collapsed, was thinking.