The power of the Saintess comes in many forms, but the most fundamental power is ‘Resurrection.’
It’s magic that resurrects the body of a soul that has died.
At first glance, it may seem impressive, but actually, it’s not that great.
Resurrection is a type of magic, and if the soul isn’t dead, then it can’t be brought back to life.
After all, what can be revived is just the body, and all the Saintesses bestowed with the power of Revelatio could use resurrection magic.
Among them, the most skilled at resurrection was the ‘First Saintess.’
Most of the basic knowledge of the Saintess was learned from a Saintess named Angela, but when it came to resurrection, she learned from her.
What she felt while learning resurrection is that it’s not so different from other Holy Magic.
In fact, using the formulas and power was much easier than more advanced magic.
As she surpassed her in learning resurrection, she began to feel jealousy towards me…
‘…That’s right.’
In conclusion, a Saintess should be able to use resurrection without much difficulty.
Nea’s glasses twitched.
“…Re, Resurrection?”
“Yes. A Saintess should definitely be able to use resurrection, right? Unless you’re a heretic…”
“Haha! Resurrection! Of course it’s possible…!”
“Really?”
“Of, of course. It’s on a whole different level compared to you heretics…”
Nea let out a hollow laugh and approached one of the servants.
The servant looked at her with disbelief, but Nea’s hand moved thoughtlessly.
“I, it will wake up soon, kyaak?!”
Bang!
Nea’s hand, which aimed to give a ‘buff’ to the servant, was caught by Abstract Power and she fell right over.
Nea, adjusting her crooked glasses, let out an “Ack!” and glared at me.
“What, what are you doing…!”
“This is a bit much.”
How can you try to kill someone just to demonstrate resurrection?
Even the slightly rough First Saintess didn’t do things like this.
‘She only resurrected from the grave.’
“Sh, should I kill that dumb lizard instead…?!”
“Peeewww…”
“Don’t do that. Try to revive that thing.”
I pointed to the deer head, one of the decorations in the reception room.
It may have been taxidermied, but it looked like it had been dead for quite a while.
“…That one.”
“Why? You can’t do it?”
“I don’t know what you want me to do with such a miserable creature…”
“Because it’s miserable.”
Being miserable, it would likely be easier to revive.
In general, when it has excellent intelligence or strong power, the cost of resurrection increases significantly.
With a dissatisfied expression, Nea eventually nodded in agreement and took out her staff.
Nea finally nodded in agreement and took out her staff.
The beginning is the power borrowed from God.
The white light surged along her heart.
The light soon drew a bright white circle and stacked on the altar.
The ritual of the altar begins.
Creeeak…
As the circular foundation of resurrection floated in the air, a giant herald of life showered down brilliant light.
The light descends.
Whoosh…!
“Whoa…”
“Is this the Saintess’s resurrection?”
“Beautiful…”
The descent doesn’t end.
While Nea, who received the descent in her entire body, sweated heavily, the essence of resurrection is only about 30% complete.
As the light stacked on the altar increased, the transformation deepened.
With the brilliantly burning flames, the soul of the deer that had wandered the world for a long time began to pulse.
Soul and body. The two existences interlock, creating a single power.
Up to this point is 60%.
Nea gripped the staff tightly and exhaled deeply.
Not yet.
To show that heretics a perfect resurrection, something more certain is needed.
And just in time, she received a great new power.
“Ugh!”
“My eyes…!”
A distant radiance burst forth from Nea’s body.
With her body filled with that distant light, Nea poured light into the foundation of power with all her might.
Finally, the foundation of power pierced the deer with the name of resurrection.
“Meeeeek…!”
“Whoa!”
The deer has resurrected.
Seeing its resurrected form, the deer hurriedly leaped out the door.
Nea sat down heavily on the chair prepared by the exhausted servants, gasping for breath.
“Hah… Hah… So, what do you think…? Do you still doubt this…?”
“Hmm…”
“This… power that someone like you, a heretic, can never reach… Do you understand—”
A white holy light burst from her fingertips.
Nea, who reflexively drew her tired body and created a shield, found that the holy light passed by her side without touching the shield at all.
Clunk!
The target was another deer head next to the one Nea resurrected.
“Meeek?”
The deer has resurrected.
“…W-What.”
Without the complicated process like before, it resurrected in one go.
Both had resurrected, but the processes are completely different.
One struggled with all her strength to barely resurrect, now sitting exhausted.
The other casually resurrected in less than three seconds.
“Meeek…”
“Yeah. Right.”
It even stayed close to her instead of running away.
I’m floating around.
Nea’s face gets all scrunched up.
“W-What kind of trickery is this…?!”
“Trickery? You saw it, didn’t you?”
“T-This can’t be true…”
You probably want to deny it.
If others saw it, they might think, ‘Did you summon a deer instead of resurrecting it?’ But Nea knows better than anyone else here.
What I just did was definitely not some trickery.
It was just a complex and difficult resurrection magic made easier to use.
It might look simple, but it’s not easy magic at all; I improved what I learned from the First Saintess in my own way.
But while Nea would have struggled to unravel that complicated formula, I just minimized it and made it more convenient to use.
‘Plus, I calculated quickly.’
“Still, it’s not completely heretical. At this level, it’s about 6 months of skill, right?”
“Please don’t speak so carelessly! T-This… this…!”
“This?”
“Th-th-th-thiiiiiis…!”
Heretic!!!
Got it! Flames erupt from Nea’s fingertips.
At the sight of the dazzling white fire, I instinctively frowned.
That fire, very familiar.
‘Punishment.’
“Are you really thinking about attacking?”
“Shut up…! How dare you mock me…!”
“I just told you the truth.”
Her power might be impressive compared to the past Saintess, but her skills and knowledge are still lacking.
A Saintess who struggles to use resurrection like that, the future of the Empire looks grim.
“Don’t use that. This is a warning.”
“Warnings are what I give…!”
“I might have to do something about you.”
That fire I know is one of the dangerous powers.
I don’t know how she acquired it, but high beings’ legacies are scattered in this world, so it wouldn’t be strange for Nea, the Empire’s Saintess, to possess it.
However, I have no intention of just sitting back and taking it.
With the punishment fire firmly clenched, she jumped up just as I was about to make a move.
“Fire!”
“Kyaaek?!”
Swoosh!!!
She froze solid.
Nea, turned into an ice statue, fell to the floor with a thud.
While everyone gasped, Sre, who unleashed the ice breath, burped and collapsed backward.
“Yaaawn… I’m going to sleep.”
Kuuuu…
“……”
“…I’ll heal you.”
“Y-Yeah…”
The reception room has turned into an ice kingdom.
■
“Huuuuu… Huuuuu…”
“…What happened? Why aren’t you waking up?”
“She took the full brunt of the cold. But there’s no harm to her soul, so she’ll wake up soon.”
Nea, who has just returned from being an ice statue to a regular statue, is lying on the bed groaning.
This is one of the overflowing rooms in the giant mansion where the reception hall is located, and it is also decorated with very expensive things.
The problem is not the place, though.
I am the sinner who froze one of the Dukes of the Empire right in the middle of the capital.
But maybe due to Duke Huangyeol’s remarkable influence, instead of punishing me, he didn’t refuse to treat me.
It’s not like there aren’t any healers in the Empire.
“Uuuu…”
‘It’s also because the best healer in the Empire is lying down.’
I lift Nea’s left wrist.
It feels so cold, it’s almost like she’s dead, but her heart is beating just fine.
There seems to be no major issue with her soul either.
Since she is both a Saintess and contains holy power, she is immune to quite a bit of temperature change.
So why is she like this?
“Is it because you ate too much? Open your mouth.”
“Bwuh?”
Sre, seeing the fire of punishment, instantly tapped into the power of the ‘Fragment of Fire of Winter.’
Normally, this is a power that should never be used and cannot be used.
This Fragment of Fire of Winter stems from the power of the Demon King of Winter, who stands on equal ground with the Six Demon Kings and the Eight Swords of the Celestial Race.
Originally, only the claws could be used as a weapon, but this is the first time I’ve infused ‘Breath’ with the power of the winter.
I shrank it down to fit in my arms and had her open her mouth, but it was just very clean inside.
‘Has Sugarado ever encountered punishment? Or is it a problem with the Demon King of Winter himself?’
I can’t be sure what the problem is or what caused this situation… but one thing is certain: I’ve gained a tremendous amount of power.
Being able to handle the power of winter means I could freeze even the Kraken.
But it’s too weak to truly be called the power of winter, and given that Sre herself doesn’t even understand what she did…
I tried calling Sre to see if she could use Breath again but nothing like earlier came out.
“Is it because you’re full?”
Grrr…
“I’m hungry.”
“But you just ate.”
“Uuu…”
Sre shakes her head with a pitiful expression.
Well, what can you do?
Turning my head, I see Esther listening to our conversation, her expression turning stiff.
“Could it be… again?”
“Can you give me some meat?”
“Oh.”
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