The Saint of the Labyrinth Is Adored by Monsters~ Though I Was Exiled and Left to Die in the Forest of Abyss, I Offered Prayers to God and Before I Knew It, It Became a Sanctuary – Chapter 12

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟐: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫

《Haslea Side》

While Kyrie had been healing the adventurer’s deficiencies, at the same time.

In the royal capital of the kingdom where she used to reside, the Geta・Niega Kingdom.

The saint of the Celestial Guidance Church, Haslea, had come to the temple.

“Don’t kick Kyrie-sama out! What are you thinking!””Bring Kyrie-sama back!””Yeah, yeah!”

The citizens of the royal capital were raising their voices in protest in front of the temple.

All of them had been kindly treated by Kyrie.

To them, Kyrie was an important figure, and therefore, they seemed to be resentful of the temple that had banished her from the royal capital.

. . . . . .If they knew that I was superior, surely the voices calling for Kyrie’s return would no longer be heard.

Thinking this, Haslea steps before the citizens of the royal capital.

“Good day, everyone! I am the saint of this temple, Haslea.”

The people of the royal capital stop their anger and listen to Haslea’s words.

“Kyrie will not return. Her exile was decided by the Crown Prince, so there can be no reversal.”

. . . . . .and Haslea says this on her own.

The people of the royal capital still thought that the temple had banished Kyrie.

Then, the truth that the Crown Prince had banished her gets conveyed. . . . . .

This would cause even worse things to happen, but that aside.

“But don’t worry! In place of Saint Kyrie, I, Saint Haslea, will fulfill the role!”

There is no reason why I cannot do what Kyrie could.

Thinking so, she confidently declares.

The people of the royal capital seem to doubt Haslea’s words.

Among them, a woman holding a child came forward.

“Saint-sama, can you please treat my child? It seems he has cut his finger with a knife.”

She seemed to be a woman running a cafeteria, and the boy was her son.

Why should I have to listen to such lowly people?

Well, that’s fine.

There was a need to demonstrate my power.

“Very well.”

Well, such a minor cut can be easily healed.

I don’t know what Kyrie’s healing power is like, but it’s impossible that she’s better than me.

Because I’m the one who can maintain the barrier that protects the royal capital alone, such a possessor of holy power.

“Leave it to me. With my power, this will heal in no time.”

Haslea uses her saint’s power.

Heal this thing. . . . . .and. . . . . .

1 minute. . . . . .5 minutes. . . . . .10 minutes pass.

And then. . . . . .she slowly opens her eyes.

“How is it?”

The boy’s cut was completely healed.

How’s that, she thought, and Haslea snorted triumphantly.

But. . . . . .

“T, Thank you. . . . . .”

The woman had a somewhat awkward expression.

So did the people around her.

“. . . . . .How long did it take?””. . . . . .10 minutes.””. . . . . .Isn’t that too much time?”

The voices of dissatisfaction from the citizens reach Haslea’s ears.

Even though I went out of my way to help, using my power.

What’s with that discontented attitude, Haslea was furious.

And then, it happened.

“Excuse me! Emergency! Let me through!”

Clattering, men came rushing in front of Haslea.

They were the knights who protected the royal capital.

“What happened?”

“The Knight Commander has injured his arm! We want Saint-sama of Tranquility to treat him!”

A subordinate shouts desperately.

Lying on the stretcher was a handsome young man with a refined face.

He was groaning in pain.

Haslea snorted triumphantly.

“Saint Kyrie is not here, so I will heal. Let me see the injured part. . . . . .Aaah! Ahhhh!”

Haslea involuntarily yells as she looks at the wound.

The Knight Commander’s right arm has been. . . . . .completely bitten off.

“We got into a fight with a bunch of pigmen in the eastern forest and he was injured. It’s just been torn off! Saint-sama, please heal the Commander’s arm! You can do this much, right, saint-sama?!”

What is he saying. . . . . .?

Facing a knight who appears to be a subordinate, Haslea strongly shakes her head.

“No, no, that’s impossible!”

“What?! Are you joking?! The tranquil saint-sama, even if a limb was missing, healed it in an instant, you know?!”

“What?! What did you say?!”

Haslea has never seen Kyrie heal.

She doesn’t know how much healing power she has.

. . . . . .However.

“Healing a missing limb is obviously impossible!!!!!”

What the current saint can do is, at most, heal minor cuts and burns.

Healing a lost or torn part is impossible.

“What are you saying?””Kyrie-sama healed it in an instant.””Even if an arm was torn off, she regrew the lost parts.”

She doubted the words of the city folks.

She thought it was ridiculous, but the subordinate knight said it with a serious face.

“The city folks are right. Saint Kyrie-sama would have healed it.”

. . . . . .I can’t believe that the kingdom’s knights would lie.

So, can Kyrie really do that. . . . . .?

“Please, saint-sama! The Commander will die!”

“Even if you say that. . . . . .Im, impossible things are impossible. . . . . .!”

“Don’t say that! If the Knight Commander dies, it will be your fault!” “That’s right, that’s right!”

Thecity folk begins to blame her.

Even though she’s being told such things, she’s troubled.

“Damn! Let’s go to the Alchemist Guild then! It’s expensive. . . . . .but there’s no choice but to buy a complete recovery potion!”

The knights leave the temple with their Commander.

A subordinate man looks back and glares at Haslea.

“If the Commander’s arm doesn’t return, it’s your fault. I’ll be reporting this incident!”

Saying that, they leave.

No. . . . . .why is it my fault? I was irritated.

“Ah.” “That’s disappointing.” “Kyrie-sama was more amazing.” “She healed any injuries or illnesses in an instant.”

Voices of disappointment leak from the city folks.

This further hurts Haslea’s pride.

“Shut up! Be quiet, commoners! That woman is not amazing! I’m better! What do you mean she healed any injury in an instant! That’s obviously a lie!!!”

And, she seems not to accept the truth.

On the other hand, the citizens who saw Haslea’s healing power are now convinced that Kyrie is indeed better.

“It’s hopeless.” “The temple without Kyrie-sama is worthless.” “I guess we have to buy expensive medicine. . . . . .”

With a sigh of despair, the city folks leave.

“What’s that. . . . . .It’s as if Kyrie is amazing, and I’m nothing at all!!!!”

In fact, that’s exactly the case.

Among the city folks, it seems the ranking has been completely settled.

“Where has Kyrie-sama gone?” “Does anyone know where Kyrie-sama is?” “I’ll ask a friend to look for her.”

. . . . . .Everyone, Kyrie, Kyrie, repeatedly calling the name of that defective, mute saint.

Even though there’s a saint right here.

“What is this! Damn it! Damn it!”

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