The Great Temple of Sanctum.
　The statue of the God of Creation, who created this world, is enshrined here.

　A beautiful woman with beautiful silver hair stretched to her waist was kneeling in front of the statue of the God of Creation, her hands clasped in front of her chest, praying in unison.

　It was decided by the laws of this holy city that she was the only one who could enter the Great Temple at this early morning hour.

　Her name is Seira.
　She is the only saint in this holy city of Sanctum.

　A few minutes after Seira began to pray to the statue of the Creator God, something like an aura began to move from the statue to her.

　The faithfulness that the Creator God has gathered from the inhabitants of this holy city and from all over the world is being imparted to Seira as the magic power of the holy attribute.

　The amount of magic power is not on a scale that a single human race can handle, but - to her, a saint, it was a no-brainer.

My Lord. You have protected us today and given us strength. We thank you.

　After thanking the god in a clear voice, Seira bowed deeply and stood up.

　She moved from the statue of the Creator God enshrined at the far end of the Great Temple to the giant crystal set up in the center of the temple and touched it.

　Then the aura of the holy attribute that Seira was wearing moved to the crystal. At the same time, the holy ward that covered the Holy City in a dome shape was strengthened.

　This crystal was the source of the Holy Warding that protected the Holy City. By pouring the magic power of the holy attribute into this every day, it maintained a holy ward that even demons rejected.

　Ever since the day she became a saint, Seira has been performing this act every day without fail.

　It's not like she pours all her magic power into the crystal. She used some of the remaining holy magic to perform miracles for those seeking help.

　She has healed the legs of those who could no longer walk.
　She gave light to those who had lost their sight.
　She brought rain to areas of continuous sunshine.
　She has blessed cities and protected them from demons.

　These are the miracles that Seira performed yesterday in the course of the day.

　Those who were saved by Seira increased their faith in her and in the God of Creation. This faith will give her the power to perform the miracles.

　After praying to the Creation God and replenishing the magic power to the crystal, Seira descended from the hidden staircase behind the statue of the Creation God to the basement of the Great Temple.


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　My name is Seira.
　I'm a saint.

　I used to be a town girl in the area, but I was chosen by God the Creator to be a saint.

　It seems that when you become a saint, you lose your life span, and I'm about 200 years old now. I'm a girl, so please don't tell me your age in detail.

　I became a saint when I was sixteen years old and I haven't aged at all since then. So I'm truly an eternal sixteen-year-old.

　When I became a saint, my hair, which was brown, was transformed into a very beautiful silver hair. I was a little confused at first, but now I'm very grateful to God the Creator who made my hair this way.

　It's so silky and it feels so good even when I touch it. I think God the creator's blessing is great because my hair always stays smooth.

　By the way, I've only let a man touch my body once. I would like the person who will be my future companion to enjoy this salarah only.


　Now, as a saint, I have a lot of work to do. I have just finished the most important job of all of them.

　It is the job of praying to the Creation God to share your power and replenish the magical power in the wards that protect this holy city.

　Sometimes there is an oracle from God of Creation, but today I didn't receive anything.

　So I came to the space underneath the Great Temple to do my next job. By now, the public must be entering and worshipping in the Great Temple above us.

　In the subterranean space of the Great Temple, there is a fountain with a very clear water flowing out of it.

　I took off my clothes by the spring.

　Even after more than two hundred years of doing this, I still feel embarrassed to be completely naked in such a large space, where there is no one here but where there is nothing to hide and where hundreds of people are praying to the Creator God above me - even after more than two hundred years of doing this.

　But it's also a job....
　I couldn't afford not to do it.

　I carefully cleanse myself, and then I go slowly into the spring.
　Then I slowly walked into the spring, the water was cool and pleasant.

　The water is cool and refreshing.
　My job is to soak myself shoulder-deep in the spring.

　After about ten minutes, the water begins to glow dimly, and I exit the spring.

　The water in the fountain was all holy water.

　Can you believe it?
　Holy water is the water from the fountain that the saints entered.
　When God the Creator told me this, I was stunned.

　Because who would drink the water from the fountain that I entered?

　However, it seems to be very effective, once you take a sip of holy water, you will be cured of most illnesses immediately, and your strength and magic power will be fully restored.

　By the way, I recommend not drinking holy water because it has almost the same effect if you sprinkle it on your body without drinking it.

　Of course, I have never been asked why. And I will never tell anyone how the holy water is made. It's too embarrassing.

　When I came out of the fountain and returned to the temple, the priests and maidservants would come and draw the holy water from the fountain to be turned into holy water.


　After the work of making the holy water, the work of returning to the temple to perform miracles for the people awaits.

　Today there were about a hundred people in line.
　This is less than yesterday.

　I hope I can give you all a miracle today.

　We will use the power we have received from the Creator God to fulfill the wishes of those who are lining up for us.

　We healed the hand of a man who had been injured by a demon.

　We named a girl who was born last week and gave her a weak, but blessed blessing.

　I made her a talisman to protect her from demons, because she said that demons destroy the crops of the village.

　In this way, I managed to fulfill the wishes of all the people.

　It is not possible to fulfill everyone's wishes every day. If we don't have the power that God of Creation has given us, we can't do anything else.

　I can always do more than give my children a name.

　By the time we finished fulfilling people's wishes, it was already evening. I couldn't eat my lunch today either.

　I'm starving.

　While eating the supper that the maid of honor prepared for me, I read the letter that was sent to me.

　Most of the letters contain matters that can only be dealt with by me in person.

　I check out the most urgent requests from those letters and make plans to go out.


　After dinner, it's time for training and lectures to train the next generation of saintly candidates. I will be the teacher, teaching the girls how to handle the magic of the holy attribute.

　This instruction will continue until late at night.

　To be honest, it's a pretty hard schedule.
　I haven't had a single day off in the last two hundred years. A saint is a black company(?). It's true.

　By the grace of God of creation, I can recover from any fatigue by meditating for about three seconds. But it's the limit of what I can do.

　I don't know how I've endured for 200 years.
　It's time to replace them.

　I am raising candidates for saints, but unless I can produce children with potential among them, I will have no choice but to continue as a saint.

　For some reason, God the Creator seems to like me very much and has not allowed me to be replaced.

　However, there was one girl among the candidates for sainthood that I was interested in.

　She was an ordinary girl from a village, but she had a strong faith in God the Creator and absorbed what I taught her.

　I knew she would be able to follow in my footsteps.


　The next day, as I was praying to God the Creation God as usual, I received an oracle.

It said, "Seirah, a man is coming soon whom you can trust with your affairs. If you like him, you can quit as a saint. You must appoint the next saint.

　I'm sorry.

　It's with great trepidation that I nominate the next person, but I'm sure we'll manage. I am confident that we have a candidate who can be entrusted with the role of saint.

　It is the first half of the oracle that caught my attention.

　Will there be enough men for God of Creation to approve of me?

　I'm a little nervous.

　I just have a man in mind...

　I know that I will never see the One again. I know that I will never see him again, because he is no longer in this world.

　But I couldn't forget Him. So if being with that man who is coming here soon is a condition for me to quit being a saint, I have no choice but to continue being a saint.


　Sigh...I want to quit my job (saint).