The Second Son of The Marquis Runs Away from Home ~ Lacking Talent, He Abandons Everything and Becomes an Adventurer ~ - 57

Chapter 57: The Rotten Fruit (Multiple Perspectives)

“Bring the Saintess back immediately!”

In a corner of the grand cathedral, a middle-aged man dressed in luxurious robes, more opulent than any other, shouted.

“The moment the Empire’s titled knights arrived here, the Saintess left her room. There’s only one reason for that! The Empire’s goal is to bring back the Saintess!”

“But, Your Grace, the Saintess possesses the Holy Staff. If we forcefully take her back, it won’t be without consequences.”

“The Saintess is emotionally fragile. If she hears about her family waiting for her or any such thing, she might be fooled and fall into their trap!”

The Pope’s entourage around him spat out similar words, and then he gave an order to the figure standing at the door.

“Commander Ganard! Bring back the Saintess immediately! The Empire must not allow the Saintess and the Holy Staff to be taken away!”

“Understood.”

The man referred to as Commander Ganard turned on his heel and left the room. The Pope once again expressed his frustration by pounding the table.

“That little girl! She’s getting arrogant just because she was chosen by the Holy Staff!”

“Yes! Her actions this time go beyond what we can tolerate! Even if she’s the Saintess, she must be punished!”

“Merltina, you! Did you fill her head with unnecessary things after all?”

The angry voices of the Pope and his attendants echoed through the room. What they didn’t realize was that their anger towards Serena’s actions stemmed from their realization that what they had been doing was in defiance of God.

And the consequences of their actions, which had been accumulating, were now closing in on them…

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Next, in the corridor of the grand cathedral, Ordeo, who served as Vice Commander to Commander Ganard, rushed over.

“Commander, the main gate has been sealed.”

“Good work. Have you located the Saintess?”

“The titled knights are staying at a specific inn. Squads one through four have been dispatched.”

“…Then we’ll split the knights into three groups. One group will directly pursue the Saintess. The remaining two will head to the west and east gates.”

“Understood. How will you command them?”

“The squad for the west gate will be led by me. You head to the east gate.”

Ganard stood before the knights gathered outside the grand cathedral, brandishing his Holy Sword at his waist and the shield on his left arm, known as the Holy Armor “Xenostand.”

“All of you, our adversaries are defying God by taking the Saintess. We shall smite those who oppose God.”

He drew his Holy Sword, its gleaming silver blade shining like the sun.

“We are the enemies of God’s enemies, and we shall vanquish them.”

At Ganard’s proclamation, the knights raised their swords and acknowledged. Each of them began moving swiftly, following the orders given to them.

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Meanwhile, a certain few were making their preparations.

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Swiftly packing their belongings, they headed to the rooftop. Looking down from the rooftop, they saw that the inn was already surrounded by knights.

“We don’t have time to hesitate.”

The knights were gathering quickly, and it was only a matter of time before they reached this place.

“Serena, do you have confidence in your physical abilities?”

“Uh, well, I can run at least.”

“Understood.”

Using “Wind’s Blessing – Follow Wind,” he picked up Serena and jumped, using the wind to leap to the rooftop of the adjacent building.

Aria, her legs enveloped in flames, jumped to follow. The knights below noticed them as they looked up, but in that brief moment, they leaped to the next building’s rooftop.

“We’re heading for the west gate like this. If we can get Serena out of this country, it’s our victory.”

With the wind and flames wrapped around them, they ran. The sky, which had been clear, began to cloud over…