I Just Raised Men for Revenge (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 67

“Surely not. How could you possibly ask His Grace the Archbishop to vouch for someone of such lowly status?”

“Ray. Don’t interrupt. We must at least hear her out. Saintess Sesenia is not the sort to do anything that would harm us.”

“But she’s talking about a slave! Asking to verify the identity of a slave! And one purchased from a slave trader—surely a foreigner! Just what exactly is she asking us to confirm? Could it be… that she wants His Grace to forge a false identity under his own name?”

“Ray. When a man grows older, he learns to wait. You behave worse than a five-year-old child. She’s about to explain everything—what’s so urgent that you must chatter away like this?”

“I merely… thought that Saintess Sesenia’s conduct… would bring no benefit whatsoever to Your Grace…”

It had been a long time since she’d felt such hostility.

In this life, everyone had adored and treated her kindly; everything had been so full of good fortune—as if God Himself had resided within every passing moment—that she’d nearly forgotten what such animosity felt like. Now, it snapped her mind sharply awake.

“Ray. That’s enough. I well understand your concern for me, but if I hold you dear, then my guests are equally precious. Mind your manners and boundaries.”

It was the first time. The Archbishop, who had always smiled as if he were the kindest man alive, had just reprimanded Ray.

“Your Grace, I only…”

“Enough. Say another word, and I shall send you away.”

“…”

“I kept you by my side because I believed you to be the most trustworthy person—one who had devoted his entire life to serving me—and a fitting candidate for the next Archbishop. But now I see my judgment was mistaken. It seems age has clouded my discernment.”

Instead of apologizing for the Archbishop’s sharp rebuke, Ray shot Sesenia a glare brimming with malice.

That look didn’t trouble her—it had always been inevitable.

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