Banishment is Fine: As a Genius Saint, I Can Shine Anywhere. - Chapter 3

CHAPTER 3:

As the situation grew chaotic, only Boranzon snorted dismissively.

“Do you think I, the head of the temple, am unaware of that situation? We have already discussed it with the royal family and dispatched enough knights to the border. This is a political issue for the clergy to handle, not a duty of a saint!”

“And yet, you always leave the injured knights’ care to the Saintess.”

“Wh-what!?”

Now, it was Saint Mitea who laughed at Boranzon.

“Ultimately, the holy power bestowed by the divine grace of the clergy doesn’t come close to the Saintess’ abilities. Are you aware that even if all the clergy in this temple combined their powers, they couldn’t match me?”

“W-what… you…”

“Oh, when humans are hit right on target, they become speechless.”

Mitea laughed mockingly but soon returned to a serious expression.

“The number of knights is limited. To reduce the number of injured knights, the Saintess needs to travel around and reassess the protection range of the divine tree. If stakes are destroyed, they need to be repaired, or charms need to be put up. If suggesting that is considered ‘outside the Saintess’ duties,’ then the clergy should have planned countermeasures beforehand.”

Pointing her staff at the head priest, Mitea spoke with indignation.

“You said it yourself, ‘Political issues are for the clergy to handle.’ From my perspective, you don’t seem to be taking this issue seriously at all. This situation affects the safety of the entire country!”

Meteor banged her staff on the floor and continued:

“And the third reason, ‘lack of time to pray to the Divine Tree,’ isn’t it obvious? Knights with serious injuries are constantly brought in, and I’m always the one tasked with healing them. I’m sacrificing my sleep, let alone praying!”

Glaring at her, Boranzon stammered:

“That’s because… your healing power is the strongest.”

Boranzon’s excuses were met with Mitea’s even stronger strike of her staff on the floor. 

“It’s not because I’m strong, you bald old man! Ever since I became the head saint three months ago, I haven’t had more than four hours of sleep a night! Are you aware of that?!”

“Eek!”

Boranzon shrank back. The clergy witnessing this scene began to back away, but most of them sympathized with Mitea.

“Indeed, Saint Mitea has been in the healing room constantly for the past few months. Sometimes, she even took naps there.”

“We’ve been doing our best to assist with healing, but Saint Mitea’s power is exceptional.”

“So naturally, the severely injured are sent to her.”

The saintesses nodded in agreement. Boranzon, flustered, looked around.

“Th-that’s… because we want the severely injured to be relieved quickly.”

“That’s a noble thought. But we’re human before we become saints. If we keep working without eating or drinking, we’ll eventually collapse. Do you not understand that?… Well, it’s clear you don’t, considering you’re the one who exiled me.”

“Incompetent…”

“I was eager to pray fervently to the Divine Tree when I was chosen as the Head Saint. However, you’re the one who keeps sending the severely injured to me one after another. Which head priest’s orders were those?”

“There was no such order…”

With a cold sweat forming on his balding head, Boranzon was met with disapproving glances from everyone present, not just Mitea.

“Even so, the fact that you want to demote me as the Head Saint and send me to the countryside simply means my presence is a nuisance to the temple’s leadership, right?”

“Gah…”

Meteor crossed her arms and sighed dramatically at the cowering Boranzon.

“You would rather want me to just quietly run around tending to the severely injured, but because I speak up about the temple’s methods, you want to send me far away so I can’t say anything. Isn’t that your real intention?”

“T-that’s…”

“Of course it is! Instead of being honest from the start, you give ridiculous reasons in front of everyone, making it even more absurd—you bald, foolish old man!”

“F-foolish…!?”

Adding “foolish” to “bald,” Boranzon looked like he was about to have a fit and stumbled.