It wasn’t my taste to put things off.

If there is a task that must be completed, take care of it in advance, and if there is still time, take a break afterward.

That was the way I dealt with the tasks I was given, and it was a habit carried over from my previous life.

The practical orders given to St. Claire were, in a large sense, the same as the duties given to me.

So, at least as far as I could, it was my feeling to get it done as quickly as possible.

The fourth day of Saint Clare’s schedule.

After a quick lunch, the two of us set out on our way to the second of three assignments.

To secure the ruins in the middle of the second highest mountain among the three mountains surrounding the Madea Holy Land.

“The road is slippery, so be careful, saintess.”

“Securing and protecting these historical sites in the mountains, the Orthodox Con… It’s so fresh for an idea that came from the heads of the elders.”

“You don’t have to change your expression in front of me. After all, I feel the same way.”

big. A laugh escaped Saint Clare’s mouth.

It was a joke to relieve the fatigue of the hard mountain climbing, but fortunately it seems to have worked well.

“Mr. Conrad is interesting.”

“Is that so.”

“Looking at what you say, it seems that there are many places where I agree with you. It’s as if we’ve been traveling together for several years.”

It’s true that we actually traveled together. I only have memories of those days.

After that, for a few more minutes, we made our way through the mountain roads with St. Claire and jokes, mainly gossip about the elders of the church.

Halfway up the mountain, we found a small, unsightly ruin that seemed to have been neglected for a long time.

“Looking at the saintess being dispatched to secure a historic site like this that has no conservation value, it seems that I am quite hated by the old people.”

“It looks insignificant compared to other ruins, but is it not worth preserving?”

“Because there are ruins and relics scattered around the Madea Holy Land. If it was a place that really needed to be protected and protected, the Orthodox Church would have dispatched manpower to secure it.

It’s one of those historic sites that are just too common and too immersive to even be worth researching.

Saint Clare’s words were a bit harsh, but in a big way, she was right.

As an outsider to the Orthodox Church, I did not see it as a valuable ruin, and above all, it was a ruin deep in the mountains where it was cumbersome to dispatch security guards.

Besides, what about the number of goblins that have already made their nests in the ruins?

Regarding this matter, the Orthodox Church may have been a little pricked by their conscience, but they wrote it down as an exception to the rule not to accept help from the Daechurch’s personnel.

Even so, the Grand Church said that only two intermediate knights could apply, so anyway, it was not very helpful to receive support, but it was the same.

Before even suggesting that it would be better to refuse than to receive two intermediate knights, St. Claire first said that there was no need for support staff from the Great Church.

With a good reason to refuse to accept help from others to prove your faithfulness.

On the contrary, it was the Daechurch side that was taken aback by the words that they would reject the support.

Aside from the fact that the order to secure and protect the historic sites of the Orthodox Church was impossible, anyway, the safety of the saintess was the first priority that the Great Church had to protect.

If she suddenly died or lost her holy power because of this incident, the first target to be blamed and held accountable would of course be the Great Church that supported her until the end.

He probably already knew that the ruins were occupied by a group of goblins, so he probably intended to hurry up and bring them after hearing that the saintess would give up after confirming the reality.

That’s why she must have tried to dispatch only the minimum number of personnel to ensure the safety of the saintess, but she was rather embarrassed when the expression of refusal came out of her mouth.

Even though she later changed her words and said that she would support up to five people, St. Claire did not change her words and continued to answer that one person, ‘a person from outside the Great Church’, would be enough.

It was a very wise decision.

The more support staff received from the Daechurch side, the more likely it was that the evaluation received after completing the mission would be devalued.

Or, even if she made up her mind to secure and protect the historic site, she could encounter opposition from the personnel dispatched from the Great Church.

In that sense, it is far better not to be supported.

After all, if five or six lower-middle-class knights could do it, then of course I could do it too.

In the end, between the Daegyo Church and Saint Clare, Saint Clare was the one with the stronger assertiveness, and this mission to secure and protect the historic site began with just the two of her and me hiking.

“If we were to disappear somewhere now, it would be nice to see how the people of the Great Church would behave.”

They’ll probably gather all the manpower they can use and search the entire mountain to find Saint Claire.

The goblin horde that has settled in the ruins will also slay all of their hands.

The outcome of what she said was as obvious as slime.

If you’re going to worry that much, you’ll have to do this dangerous practice from the beginning or not.

It was a mission that was openly made to ‘realize your weakness and admit your mistakes’, so it seems that you did not think too much about the possibility that it would happen in an emergency.

Of course, we weren’t going to suddenly disappear somewhere, and we weren’t going to give up our mission and go back aimlessly.

“Let’s finish quickly and go back. With the power of the saintess and my magic, I can finish it before dinner begins.”

“You only care about yourself. Do you have any sharp ways to get rid of it?”

“Probably at this level, there would be a goblin leader. After defeating only that guy with the saintess’s power of fate, I can take care of the rest of the ragtag guys with ease.”

“I don’t see a Goblin Mage or Goblin King for anything like that. Could it be that he is hiding in the ruins?”

“No, he’s probably outside.”

Seeing this amount of goblins working outside, there was no doubt that the leader goblin was also outside to lead them.

In general, it was common for goblin names to look distinctly different from normal goblins to the extent that anyone could recognize their appearance.

Yes, if it was a common case.

“Hey, the guy on the top floor of the ruins is the captain.”

At first glance, it didn’t look different from a normal goblin, but in its hand was a horn made from a horn borer’s horn.

Goblin Bard. A type of named goblin that commands and subdues other goblins with the sound of a horn.

At first glance, he didn’t look any different from a normal goblin, so he was often attacked by beginners and met a bad end.

“You just need to subdue that guy. Can you bring him to sleep with the power of fate?”

“I think that’s fine too, but how about something like this?”

After saying that, Saint Claire whispered another method in my ear.

It was a better operation than I thought, so I nodded my head.

“That’s a good way. Then I ask for that.”

“Shall we start right now?”

“Yeah.”

As soon as Saint Claire put her hands together and manifested the power of fate, a noticeable change appeared in the goblin bard, who was leisurely walking on top of the ruins.

The guy suddenly jumped around on top of the ruins as if he was excited, but he took a wrong step on one foot and fell from the top floor of the ruins.

The guy with no wings, no magic, and no strong body fell from the height of the 3rd floor, so the result was obvious even without checking.

His body fell headfirst and the horn he was holding hit the floor and shattered.

The ‘destiny to trip’ used by Saint Clare led him to death as it was.

“Maybe we need more?”

“This is enough.”

I alone could easily deal with a hundred ragtag goblins without a leader.

A single blow of brilliance pierced the necks of five goblins, and a single blow of the wind blade split ten goblins in half.

There are some ignorant guys who voluntarily step into the flame fortress left unattended, and even if they somehow get close to me, it will only become a meal for the broadsword.

After fighting for about 30 minutes, the only ones left were the dismembered goblin, the stabbed goblin, and the burned dead goblin.

Only after the commotion had passed, Saint Clare, who had been hiding in the bushes, appeared.

“He is a reliable person that I want to have by my side whenever I see him.”

“I’ve said it before, but I don’t belong anywhere… .”

“I know. It’s just a compliment, so take it innocently.”

“thank you.”

Saint Clare, who waved her hands as if she hadn’t expected anything in particular, went into the center of the ruins, knelt down, and put her hands together.

He memorized prayers in a reverent manner and manifested divine magic to protect the ruins.

Immediately, holy light emanated from her body, gradually enveloping the ruins in a large hemisphere.

The goblin corpses touched by the divine power spreading from her center were either pushed out of the ruins or disappeared as they were.

Seeing how she used such large-scale holy magic without any burden, Claire was definitely a good enough cleric without the power of a saint.

Besides, this time no tragic incident of losing the power of fate has occurred, so how much help will it be after now?

It was going to be a new future from the past life I knew, but that was the part I was rather looking forward to.

Only after the holy light completely covered the ruins did Saint Claire quietly stop her prayer.

“With this, monsters won’t be able to invade for the next five years. I don’t know if the people of the Great Church will try to maintain the divine barrier even after five years.”

“Still, it’s a ruin I’ve already secured, so I won’t leave it alone.”

“It must be worth seeing the faces of the people of the Great Church when I go back. He probably never imagined that he would really come back after securing and protecting the ruins… .”

Saint Clare, who was talking excitedly, suddenly stopped talking and turned to the side and approached a corner of the ruins.

Then he bent down on his knees and picked up something that had fallen to the floor.

“It’s a cross necklace.”

“… … .”

“Is it a relic? It seems to be in surprisingly good condition for something that has been left unattended for a long time.”

“I don’t know yet. However, since it has been forgotten for a long time, there is a possibility that the old relics were not properly recovered.”

After saying that, Saint Claire put something presumed to be an artifact in her pocket and walked outside the ruins again.

The second task, which Saint Clare would not have been able to solve normally, was also the moment she easily completed it in less than a day.