Reincarnated Dragon Goes to the Academy!

Chapter 162 : The Saintess's Identity (2)

The name Pamela is common, but the surname Pelleve is not.

'To think that Pamela is the Pamela I know!'

Pamela is a saintess? It was news like a bolt from the blue.

In the end, Lucas, who had given up on his meal, left the restaurant after placing the payment for the food on the table.

It was not difficult to find Pamela.

"Saintess-nim!!!"

"Please look this way too, Saintess-nim!"

A place where a crowd had gathered. The people there were madly calling out Pamela's name.

"The Saintess will look at you in order. Please do not push the person in front of you."

And there were even knights standing guard, protecting Pamela from them.

'Hah.'

Pamela had become a perfect saintess here in Rieberk.

Lucas, who saw Pamela's appearance, thought.

'What should I do?'

The power Pamela possessed was surely the same as that of the leader of the Resurrection Cult.

'I should just catch her and kill her right away...'

But seeing Pamela's face smiling at the people, he couldn't bring himself to do it. Every time she smiled, Pola's face overlapped.

'Don't have any foolish thoughts. Still, it can't be helped.'

He urged his hesitating steps several times.

'Go and kill that wench right now.'

To him, Pamela was nothing more or less than a mere human. And she was now no different from his enemy.

'Damn it.'

But his steps wouldn't move.

"Thank you. Thank you, Saintess-nim."

A man tearing up as he looked up at Pamela. Lucas, who saw the man's face, finally teleported and disappeared.

"...?"

Pamela, who had noticed something strange, looked back, but Lucas had already left.

***

In the end, Lucas, who had returned to the Count's estate without being able to do either, first looked for Pola.

"Where is Pola?"

"Ah, young master. Lady Pola is in the garden right now."

At the servant's answer, Lucas moved his steps and headed to the garden. Then he saw Pola sitting on a long bench, reading a book.

"Pola."

She was so engrossed in her book that she didn't even notice Lucas coming.

"Rookie!"

Pola, who had flinched slightly as if surprised by Lucas's voice, soon smiled brightly and called Lucas's name.

"What book are you reading?"

"You don't need to know!"

At that, Pola quickly closed the book and hid it behind her. Judging by the title he had glimpsed, it seemed to be a romance novel about the love story of a man and a woman.

"You came early this time?"

"Yeah. By any chance, where are the others?"

"Um~ Nella is busy learning something these days, and Skir is also busy trying out the artifact you gave him. He's determined to find out what desperation means, or something."

Lucas nodded his head and thought. Whether he should tell her about Pamela or not.

'Do I have to tell her?'

He had come to find Pola first out of frustration, but he still hadn't made a decision.

'What will change if I tell her? It's not like I can let that wench live.'

Countless thoughts came and went in his mind.

"Rookie? Why aren't you answering!"

"Ah, sorry. What were we talking about?"

"Tsk. I asked if you were participating in the festival that's being held in Sitata this time."

"...?"

A festival? It was the first he had heard of it.

"What. You don't know? There's a festival being held in Sitata! It's the first festival the Count is holding... the Count will be disappointed."

"I see."

But there was no way he could hear about a festival right now.

"Something's wrong with you, isn't it? You have something to tell me, right?"

"..."

In the end, Pola, who had noticed something strange, asked him.

"No, it's nothing like that."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

At that, Pola smirked and tapped Lucas's shoulder.

"Hey, Rookie. If you ever have any worries, come and ask this big sister."

And seeing her fiddling with the romance novel in her hand, it seemed she thought the worry Lucas couldn't talk about was about a love consultation.

"Pola."

"Yeah, yeah. Tell me."

In the end, Lucas made up his mind.

'She has to know.'

It was a cruel act, but it was a decision he had made because there are no eternal secrets in the world.

"Hurry up and tell me."

Pola urged him on, shaking his arm with an excited expression.

"I found your sister."

"..."

Pola's expression hardened rapidly.

"Your sister is..."

"S-stop... don't say it."

The hand that had been holding Lucas's arm dropped.

"Don't. Please..."

"Your sister is in danger. You might never see her again."

At that, Pola's hands began to tremble.

"So?"

Unlike her trembling voice, Pola's gaze was firm.

"So what do you want me to do? Am I supposed to go and save her?"

"...Pola."

"Is that it! My sister left without a single word to me. I waited for a sister like that like an idiot. Even though I knew she had left, I wondered if she would come back, if I had done something wrong. I worried and worried for days and nights. I couldn't sleep or eat!"

The tears that had been welling up in her eyes were now falling and soaking Pola's face.

"But, but what do you want me to do? I'll just pretend I don't have a sister like that, so don't, don't ever mention it to me again."

Lucas didn't know what to do at Pola's firm attitude.

"Can you not regret those words?"

"Yes."

"Even if your sister dies."

"...Yes."

At that, Lucas got up from his seat.

"Then don't cry."

Pola bit her lip hard to swallow her tears and then nodded her head.

"And it's not your fault. You didn't do anything wrong, so don't even think that it's your fault."

Lucas took out a handkerchief from his bosom, handed it to her, and then turned around.

***

It was too hard anymore.

In fact, when he had found Pola, Lucas had hoped she would stop him.

"Hah..."

But Pola was not the person he knew, but acted coldly with a completely different look in her eyes.

'The wound must have been that big.'

It was as if he had asked for Pola's permission to take Pamela's life.

Even though she was covered in tears and couldn't speak properly, Pola gave the same answer. That it had nothing to do with her.

Therefore, he had even said that Pamela might die, but the answer was still the same.

'It feels like I've done something bad.'

Lucas also knew well what Pamela meant to Pola.

'But to have nonchalantly said that Pamela could die...'

Now that it had come to this, he didn't think he could kill Pamela with his own hands.

'Let's just watch a little longer, a little longer. It's not that urgent a situation yet, is it?'

He thought there must be a way to solve it without killing Pamela.

'Even if it takes a little time...'

He had to find a way.

A way that wouldn't hurt Pola.

***

Stun and the priests of the Resurrection Cult had now begun to settle in Rieberk.

"Will this be enough?"

"Yes. That should be perfect."

Stun first went to the king of Rieberk and asked if there was any land he could give to the Resurrection Cult. Of course, the answer that came back was 'no'.

Since Stun had expected that, he immediately took out his next card.

'Isn't money the best?'

The next card was a huge amount of money. Rieberk was a small island nation and a country that didn't have much.

And as the saintess appeared and people from other countries began to come and go, the king also began to see the small problems of his country.

Old inns and poor infrastructure. But since the king couldn't fix all of those things with the national treasury right away, he had been planning to do it gradually with an uneasy heart.

But when the suddenly appeared Resurrection Cult said they would pay for all of it, his heart was swayed. But if that was all, he might not have accepted it.

"This way, please, Saintess-nim! Here, please sit here."

"It's still a bit messy, but it will all be organized in a few days."

"Yes."

But they had promised to make the saintess, Pamela, stay here until the end.

"Today is the day of the prayer meeting."

"It will start at 3 p.m. and is scheduled to end around 5 p.m."

The priests surrounding Pamela began to report the day's schedule.

"Ah, and we have proceeded with everything as the Saintess said."

"Is that so."

"Yes. It was a truly excellent decision."

Pamela's eyes were empty as she answered.

"Yes. We also thought we needed a new name to match our new master."

"We will now become the new name, the Saintess's Society, and take care of the people."

Stun walked out from among the priests and knelt at Pamela's feet.

"There will be glory under the Saintess's care."

At that, all the priests knelt and prostrated themselves before Pamela, saying.

"Reniento."

***

"The name of the Resurrection Cult has changed?"

"Right. They say it's changed to the Saintess's Society. They say the former leader passed on his power to the current Saintess and disappeared."

The Resurrection Cult had only changed its name to the Saintess's Society, but all its systems, including the positions of the priests, were the same as before.

"The name changed because the master changed?"

Therefore, it was to the point where anyone who didn't know that the Resurrection Cult had changed to the Saintess's Society was a fool.

"So they say. But they say they are recruiting new members... no, should I say members now? this time."

"Eh? Members?"

At that, the man nodded his head.

"Right. Members. They say they are charging an entrance fee this time."

At that, the people began to murmur.

"My goodness! An entrance fee? The Resurrection Cult didn't have anything like that!"

"That's right. We even paid the dowry freely, what does that mean?"

"How absurd."

At the people's grumbles, the man opened his mouth again.

"Right? And they say they are selling the holy water and other things they used to give out for money!"

"That new saintess must be a person who is crazy about money."

"To sell holy water for money!"

The people's complaints grew even stronger.

"Hmm... but I think it's okay to charge for everything."

A man who had been listening to the people's complaints opened his mouth.

"What does that mean? No, they're saying they'll sell holy water for money!"

"Right. But they say anyone who pays the entrance fee can receive the saintess's treatment."

"Eh?! Is that really true?!"

The people who heard those words began to stir violently once more. To think that anyone could be treated just by paying a fee? This was a groundbreaking condition.

"Right. Didn't they say that in the old Resurrection Cult, you had to pay a huge dowry to receive treatment from the leader?"

"That's right. I've heard that too. They said if not, you had to catch the leader's eye somehow."

"Right. That's how it was."

"That's right."

Public opinion changed in an instant.

"So how much is that fee?"

"They say it's 3 gold a month."

"My goodness! If you just pay that, anyone can be treated?"

The amount of 3 gold was an amount that a normal family of four would spend when eating out. But to think that anyone could be treated directly just by paying 3 gold a month!

"So where is the Saintess's Society now?"

"They say it's in Rieberk."

"Rieberk? Not Arant?"

"How do we get to that island nation!"

The people's grumbles erupted again.

"As for joining, they say there are branches in each country, so you can just pay the money there. Since you don't know when someone might get sick, wouldn't it be better to join? I also heard a rumor that they might not accept members later..."

At that, the people nodded their heads and said.

"Right. That's right. It would be a real disaster if they don't accept you when you go to get treatment."

"People like us can't even dream of a temple, so we'll just be going back and forth to the pharmacy every day."

"Let's go quickly."

And so, the members of the Saintess's Society increased in an instant.

[End of Chapter]