It wasn’t that difficult to find someone who would tarnish Saint Clare’s honor.

First of all, rather than knowing the identity of the rumor, the fact that Saint Clare was aware of the disturbing rumor connected with me became a hint.

Rumors were bound to spread from the epicenter, so the subject must have been related to the theology department.

Above all, it was because Saint Clare was also a person presumed to be the theology department.

My steps immediately moved to the church, the home of the group.

“I will guide you as Mr. Conrad said, but it really is not something that Mr. Conrad has to solve.”

“… … .”

“It’s not that it’s harming me, it’s just that it spread as a rumor while talking among themselves.”

“Do you think so?”

“In the first place, it was when I was appointed as a saint that I went up and down the most. At that time, it was a time when each major church had a candidate for the saint she applied for.

Compared to words like ‘an orphan girl with no parents’ or ‘a child of a rich man who reveals money’, rumors like this are nothing… .”

“Saint Claire.”

After blocking Saint Clare from revealing her past with a calm expression, I made eye contact and conveyed my thoughts to her.

“Just because someone has been stabbed in the forearm in the past doesn’t mean they don’t feel pain when their fingers are cut by paper.”

“… … .”

“The pain of the past does not neutralize the pain of the present.”

“… That’s true.”

“On the contrary, such a person should be more careful not to suffer the same wounds in the future. People easily break down when they dig into the same wound again.”

It was a lesson that became blood and flesh that I learned from experiencing in my previous life.

I felt even more excruciating pain when I was hit with a knife once where the scar had healed.

When I was betrayed twice by the same person, I felt much more humiliation.

No matter how many times the sacrifices were repeated, the feeling of loss never subsided.

So Saint Clare, who had received all sorts of insults in her childhood, must have had a lower ignition point for malicious rumors like this.

Although he wasn’t a weak person who would crumble if left alone.

Still, if possible, I wanted her to be as happy as possible in this life.

If possible, even Saint Clare’s share in her past life.

“Here.”

The place Saint Claire guided me to was the library inside the Academy Church.

“The result of searching with the power of my destiny. They say that there is a high possibility that they are in the theology department library right now.”

“Are you ‘people’?”

“Yeah. Because I was not the only one who suggested a joint sacred ceremony. Most of the senior students of the theology department are probably included.”

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Judging from the feeling that was already spreading throughout the theology department, I vaguely guessed that it was probably not a rumor spread by one or two people.

It was an unexpected category that most of the senior students of the theology department were included.

No matter how much you think about it, Saint Clair probably wasn’t a great person to commit such a mistake.

Where on earth did her mistake get exaggerated, or was it a malicious rumor spread for a different purpose?

First of all, it was necessary to properly understand the reality.

I opened the church library door with St. Claire and went inside.

Unlike the Ministry of Magic Library, where all sorts of magic theory books are tightly packed.

Compared to the Ministry of Magic, the scale was a bit small. It was a fairly large library with books related to theology.

It is also one of the three faculties with the most theoretical classes, along with the Ministry of Magic and the Ministry of Alchemy.

As Saint Clare and I walked to the reading room inside the library, we could see that around 20 students from the theology department were forming a group.

I even grasped how they spread various theological books or materials and talked about this and that.

“There he is.”

“How many of those students are involved?”

“Some people are not related… All of those people are involved.”

“… … .”

“Of course not all of them.”

It was a remark that intuited that the story would not end easily.

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There was a possibility that my voice would rise a little to talk in the library.

First of all, I moved to a place with a few people who seemed to be the representatives of the theological department students who insulted Saint Clare.

A small resting room on one side of the church.

It was a place where there could be no eavesdroppers at all, but there was no place like this to have a quiet conversation.

“Since Saint Clare Larapria·Meidel came to visit us on her own, we thought she would listen to our proposal now… .”

“… … .”

“I never imagined that you would accompany the rumored lover.”

Among the three theology students who came out as representatives. Jeffrey, the 4th grade senior, was the first to speak.

“To say I’m Saint Clare’s lover. It is an unlikely story.”

“I’ve heard rumors say you’re quite close.”

“Perhaps it’s a rumor you’ve heard wrong, or there’s a misunderstanding.”

“However, it is a story that has already spread openly in the theology department. The story that Saint Clare Larapria‧Meidel and Prince Conrad Perdalos might be lovers.

Not long ago, the two of you stayed together in the same room for almost a week, right?”

“Since my injury from the evaluation match was severe, St. Claire only gave me intensive treatment.

Rumors spread inside the theology department that I and St. Claire were lovers. It must mean that the rumor that I am a lover of St. Claire also started in the theology department.”

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Jeffrey’s body flinched at my quiet remark.

“Are you saying that someone in the theology department spread rumors about the saintess?”

“I was just talking about the highest probability.”

“You are saying that these are rumors spread to insult the saintess, the representative of the living God.

I don’t think the theology student at least didn’t want to damage her reputation.”

In terms of the way he spoke in a strange way, Jeffrey was well qualified as a next-generation Orthodox priest.

I didn’t want to damage my reputation. If you just listen, this won’t be a lie.

Instead, it seems that the words hidden behind it, ‘I had to spread these rumors even at the cost of damaging my reputation’, were hidden.

To make Jeffrey open his mouth, he needed to work even harder on his words.

“A blemish on Saint Clare’s honor. Do you really think so?”

“At the very least, it probably doesn’t look good for you to let go of your duties as a saintess and devote your time to other things.”

“You forgot to do your duty? As far as I know, Saint Clare participates in morning and evening prayers every single day.”

“To say that I’ve done my duty… .”

“In addition, like other theology students, he treats all the injured who come to the church. Especially the seriously injured who need the power of a high-ranking priest.”

“That, too, is just one of the duties of the saintess… .”

“You have consistently maintained the top grade in the department of theology, not only when you entered the school, but also last semester. Participate in Sunday worship as well.

I heard that she had even completed the tasks assigned to her by the Great Church of Madea not too long ago. Do you still have the duty Saint Clare left you alone?”

“… … .”

“I would like to hear what an honorable duty you are. If it was to the extent that Saint Clare wouldn’t even pay attention to it, it must have been an insignificant duty.”

The expressions of the three people, including Jeffrey, slightly distorted.

I don’t know what duties these people demanded of Saint Clare.

It was the moment when it became clear that what they thought was important in their own way.

“Joint Divine Ceremony… .”

The fourth grader behind Jeffrey muttered something softly.

“Yeah?”

“It is a joint divine ceremony. What about the duties that Saint Clare Larapria and Maidel abandoned?”

“Joint Divine Ceremony?”

As far as I know, there is no work that manifests divine ceremonies among St. Claire’s church work.

While I was tilting my head in doubt about the second-in-command of the 4th grade, Saint Clare touched me from behind and cleared my doubts.

“It was the subject of last semester’s final evaluation.”

“Yeah?”

“These people, of course, knew how to participate, and prepared a joint divine ceremony as the theme for the final evaluation of the theology department.”

“By the way, because Saint Clare didn’t participate, the sacred ceremony didn’t go well for some reason, and are you creating malicious rumors about Saint Clair as a way to vent your anger?”

“For now, my guess is yes.”

In the end, was it the story they brought up because they didn’t like Saint Clare, who didn’t do what they said?

Even though they were students who had not yet been formally ordained priests, their brazenness was to the point where even the high-ranking priests of the Great Church could not be defeated.

The future of Orthodoxy was indeed bright.

“Last semester, instead of Saint Claire participating in the hunting festival with me. I should have completed the joint sacred ceremony with all of you.

This must be what you mean?”

“That’s right.”

As soon as the story of the joint sacred ceremony came out, Jeffrey threw off his expression of hiding something.

With a serious face, St. Claire explained why she had to participate in their final evaluation.

“Even this joint sacred ceremony was a sacred ceremony to protect the entire academy from monsters. Saint Clare LarapriaㆍMeidel, of course, had to participate.”

He even had the good cause of protecting the entire academy.

He seemed to think that it was enough to hold her accountable.

Of course, it was a remark that did not take into account Saint Clare’s accomplishments at the hunting festival.

“Thanks to Lady Claire’s participation in the hunting festival, she was able to save five precious lives that could not have been saved originally.”

“Yeah, but if this joint sacred ceremony is made, more lives than that… .”

“Among them is the daughter of the Margrave of Warburg, as well as Antonio Alexandros, the 5th prince.”

Geoffrey showed a little panic as soon as Lady Warburg’s name was mentioned.

When it came to Prince Antonio, his mouth was completely shut.

“Are you saying that participating in the joint sacred ceremony, whose completion is uncertain, was more important than their lives, which Saint Clare sure saved?”

“That, that… .”

Some idealists may say that life has no weight.

Naturally, every life had a different weight and value.

The impact that one life had when it faded was also very different depending on the target.

The death of a mosquito is more insignificant than the death of a cow.

The death of a cow was no more grievous than the death of a commoner.

In the life of a member of the imperial family, the size of Prince Antonio, his influence would far exceed at least hundreds of ordinary people.

No matter how much it was for the public good of the academy, they had it.

The moment Saint Claire saved the lives of Prince Antonio and Lady Hilla Warburg, her actions were destined to be given even more value.

Denying that would mean denying the imperial authority including Prince Antonio.

“Of course, the past is only consequential. Maybe this hunting festival doesn’t really need Saint Clare’s power.

So, you must have bothered her several times by not deliberately giving up on Saint Clare and telling her to complete the joint sacred ceremony this semester.”

“It’s not that I’m bothering you, it’s the duty a saintess should do… .”

“But isn’t that the same for the joint sacred ceremony you prepared? There is no guarantee that it will work properly.”

“Seo, I have the power of the saintess, and of course it will work properly!”

Even if it didn’t go well, she was determined to push through with the power of fate that Saint Clare possessed.

Even at first glance, it was a statement that sounded like that.

Little by little, my patience with Jeffrey began to wear out.

If it was a really messed up divine ceremony, it wouldn’t be worth it to save Saint Claire from Professor Heims at best.

It was because she would consume a tremendous amount of strength and vitality to manifest a divine ceremony.

“Let’s see where. That joint sacred ceremony.”

He wondered what a great thing he had made to take Saint Clare away.

It was time to check my reasons with my own two eyes.