第１０６０堀：彼女はどこでも聖女 (Part2)
"A former knight, you say? If that’s the case, you must have held a position equivalent to the nobility at the very least. To become a sister after that... you must have quite a complex history."
Just as I was pondering Sister Hostaria’s past, the door behind us burst open with a loud bang.
"G-great heavens, Sister Hostaria! A massive-scale recovery spell was suddenly unleashed! It didn't just heal the people waiting for examinations or the elderly who came to pray—it even cured the injuries of people walking on the street outside! A miracle, a divine miracle has occurred! Perhaps our prayers have finally reached Seraphina-sama!"
The sister rattled off her report in a state of complete agitation. It seems the healing had successfully reached those waiting in the chapel, though the fact that the spell’s range had extended all the way outside the church was a point that required some reflection. My training is clearly still insufficient.
*Ugh*, I’ve invited unnecessary chaos.
However...
"Hey, calm down! I am Wave, in charge of the navy for the Hein Empire! The recovery magic you just witnessed was cast by the guests we brought with us. They are here incognito today. I will come to offer a formal apology later, so for now, restore order! It would be a tragedy if people were injured in the commotion after having just been healed! We will head out to provide explanations and maintain public order!"
"Yes, sir!"
General Wave immediately led his soldiers outside to bring the situation under control. He is, as expected, well-versed in handling such affairs.
Now, let us head toward those who have yet to recover. We made our way to a corner where not a single person had stirred. There, we found a group of young boys and girls—or so they appeared—sleeping peacefully.
"Wait, hold on. These children are the ones? Kirika?"
"That is correct, Riel-sama. They are the gods whom Senal-sama protected at the cost of her own well-being."
It was no wonder Riel was surprised. The beings lying there were children, no taller than Aslin and the others when we first met.
"What? Such small children... why?"
"...I don't understand. I heard that to become a god, one requires immense achievements. Are these children undergoing some kind of transformation? But even so..."
Just as Tori and Kaya said, it made no sense. Why would such children be gods? And this appearance—it wasn't the result of a transformation spell. In fact, their magical power had long since withered away. This meant that this was the true form of these gods.
"Everyone, I apologize for the shock, but please, let us transport them as quickly as possible. They are stable for now, but that is not guaranteed."
"Understood. I know you all have questions, but their transport is our top priority."
"Yes!"
My husband, who pulled us back from the sea of contemplation, immediately moved to the next course of action.
"Sister Hostaria. The condition of these children did not improve even with that extra heal. We would like to treat them with more focus; may we transport them to the embassy we are renting?"
"Eh? But, without permission from Sister Senal..."
"And where is Sister Senal at the moment?"
Even though Yuki-san knew the answer perfectly well, he asked Sister Hostaria anyway.
"...She accompanied the army as a field medic during the previous war, and... she has yet to return."
Sister Hostaria spoke as if squeezing the words out, her expression deeply sorrowful.
"However, their lives are at stake. Sister Senal would surely prefer their lives be saved immediately rather than wasting time on formalities. Would you not agree?"
"...You are right. But these are the children she always watched over with such affection. Please, I beg of you..."
"Yes. Leave it to us. Besides, it might be quieter and more restful for them at our place than here, where it has become so chaotic."
When I said that, Sister Hostaria looked surprised for a moment before a soft smile graced her face.
"That is true. Please, I leave them in your care. I will explain the situation to the Archbishop, and once things have settled down, I shall visit your embassy."
"Yes, we look forward to it. Show, could you assist us?"
"Of course. I told you before, didn't I? I believe in you. I am certain you will save them. Now, proceed with the transport—swiftly and carefully."
"Yes, sir!"
And so, we successfully achieved our primary objective. I do feel bad for the Archbishop, but we couldn't have such a commotion, could we? Rurua is a saint wherever she goes. With great stats and a great figure, to boot!
The sisters here are surprisingly stout-hearted, too. After all, they deal with the injured every single day.