Extra Pushover Trains the Bad Girls

37 – LH Nun Punishment Act 11

A magnificent building in front of you.

A gigantic dome, glistening with white marble and hundreds of meters in diameter, and the pillars supporting it

And the incomparably delicate decorations and sculptures engraved on it

Looking at that majestic and wonderful figure that seems to have created the essence of human culture, she had the idea that it would have nothing to do with this.

Ophelia Crimson was spitting out admiration without realizing it.

“This is… really great. How was it possible for humans to build such a magnificent building?”

Ophelia captures the scene in front of her eyes with both eyes shining.

To her, who had been an adventurer in a corner of the country, this scene was deeply shocking and moving.

And, in a way, this was also approaching Bahamut, who was a job seeker in the corner of the room, no less than Ophelia.

“Honestly, I think so too. Still, I thought I’d been to quite a few places so far…”

Huge buildings made of marble

Each pillar was so thick that people couldn’t even hold it, and the length was the height of a fairly small apartment.

Bahamut was feeling the greatness of human civilization anew in that he had created such a building without heavy equipment, while filling the surface with pieces densely.

‘No matter how much magic there is, this really only brings out admiration. Indeed.. indeed, the Holy See. The power of the church that has dominated the continent for over a thousand years has never been decorative.’

The place where Bahamut and Ophelia are now standing is the center of the peninsula located south of Schwyz.

It is the capital of an old ancient empire called Saint Rom. It was a place that could be said to be the heart of the church that was rooted throughout the continent.

However, apart from the majestic appearance in front of his eyes, Bahamut did not simply visit this place for sightseeing.

“Now…then, let’s stop admiring it, shall we move on? There is no need to be in too much of a hurry, but you do need to be a bit diligent to make it on time.”

“Yes, I understand, Master.”

After nodding at Bahamut’s words, Ophelia once again caught the view of this great structure in her eyes, then moved right after him.

And after a while, they arrived at a small annex located on the outskirts of the Holy See.

There stood a priest with a slightly uneasy expression on his face.

“Welcome, Mr. Bahamut, I have been waiting for you. My name is Archbishop Phoenix Ebrahim.”

“Yes, I am very honored to have you call me this way. Then tell me the details right away.”

“Ah..no, this is not what we are talking about here. Please go inside first.”

The Archbishop, who was visibly taken aback by Bahamut’s words,

Watching this, Bahamut felt that the situation was getting a little funny and told him pretending not to know.

“what. If yes, would you do that? The matter is also the matter.”

With those words, Bahamut entered the building with Ophelia.

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No matter how much Bahamut was a recognized merchant, this place was the Vatican, which boasted the end of authority from the visible building.

The fact that the Vatican was responding in this way was quite surprising, even from Bahamut’s point of view, who honestly carried out this work.

‘Honestly, I didn’t expect that much, but… I saw that there was a high possibility that they would just chew and move on, but I didn’t expect to invite them directly like this.’

With that thought in mind, Bahamut entered the neatly arranged room, sat down on a chair, and explained the situation to the archbishop once again in a calm voice.

*

The beginning of this story started in a very trivial place.

As part of securing personal connections after coming to this world, Bahamut has regularly voluntarily donated money that could be called a bribe by writing it as a donation of thanks to the Holy See, which is in charge of one axis of continental power.

As a result, within the Vatican, joy and interest in Bahamut’s ‘dedication’ were growing, and naturally, his name also became known to some extent among the bishops.

A month ago in this situation.

As always, the bishops, who were checking the huge amount of donations from the merchant Bahamut, found a small letter that was enclosed with the donations as a bonus.

“yes? What is this?”

“It looks like some kind of letter… I think Bahamut-san sent it together?”

It was Bahamut who had silently expressed great sincerity even though he had not made any special justification or request.

The fact that he sent the letter for the first time naturally attracted the attention of the bishops, and they began to check the contents of the letter contained within.

“Ohhh… such a great story…”

“What are you talking about?”

“Here, you can see for yourself. I’ve heard a lot of news, but it’s been a long time since I’ve seen a story that warms my heart.”

Another bishop who looked at the contents with curiosity at the words.

What was contained inside was a story about a parish priest living in a remote rural village.

The story of a devoted parish head nun who, despite difficult circumstances, reaps wandering farmers and develops an iron mine with them.

The clergy nodded their heads silently as they read the touching story of her taking care of her body without sparing herself in a difficult situation where countless people are injured and dying every day.

“I see… the world is in chaos, but it doesn’t seem to be completely corrupted yet.”

“As a priest, I think this is an attitude that should be followed. From that point of view, it’s a little sad. Such a wonderful saintess is in great trouble.”

“The number of patients is increasing, and the price of iron ore is even dropping little by little.

“If you think about it, isn’t that why Mr. Bahamut sent so much money? In the sense that we help those in need like this.”

After unintentionally taking time for self-reflection, they made a decision in their hearts.

“I can’t just look at this and pass by.”

“I agree with you, let the other bishops know about this. I’m sure you can get some help.”

The actions of the bishops, which began as they burned with chivalrous spirit as a holy place after a long time.

Due to this, the story about the parish quickly spread inside the Holy See and finally reached the ears of the pope.

“Huh… is there such a person?”

“Yes, it is, His Holiness the Pope.”

“It’s really wonderful, but it can’t be a pity. What was the name of the saintess who shows such noble devotion?”

“Yes, my name is Sister Linda Halls, Vicar of Lugano.”

“Linda Halls. That’s a name I’ve never heard of. In any case, such a devoted servant of the Lord must be rewarded accordingly. Raise his status and send him a certain amount of money. It will be of some help.”

“All right. I will gladly, Holy Father.”

The Vatican decided to help Sister Linda by getting permission from the Pope.

However, this soon caused a problem they had never expected.

“..strange..”

“What do you mean?”

“No matter how much I look for it, I can’t find it. There is a record of a nun named Linda Halls…”

“Can it be? A nun of the parish priest’s rank should have a record.”

“It has to be… look here, isn’t it at all? Even the record of the former parish head there is this detailed…”

“Um… ”

“And the bigger problem is that a nun named Linda Halls isn’t even on the nun list in the first place. What the heck is this…”

“west… no way..”

The bishops who discovered the question began a detailed investigation, and as a result, they discovered a surprising and embarrassing fact.

That the nun whose name went up to the ears of the pope was actually a red fake, not a nun or anything.

When the fact was discovered, of course, the bishops who were involved in this incident were upset.

“Uh…what should I do?”

“It’s a big deal… that this fact is only now known… on the day this rumor spreads, the Pope’s wrath as well as the authority of the church may fall to the ground.”

“But there is no way you can raise the status of a person who is not a nun or anything and give a prize money.”

“Haa.. By the way… even now, when the Emperor of the Holy Empire is insisting on defeating the parish, this kind of thing…”

However, even so, the bishops could not ignore it and cover it up.

Even if they were forced to carry out the Pope’s order, there were not one or two obstacles in the process.

Furthermore, if this matter is not resolved now, it could be an excuse to be caught by the Emperor of the Holy Empire in the future.

In this situation, the bishops had no choice but to make a decision.

*

“So, is this the way I deal with those cheaters?”

“Yes, please, please do so.”

“Haa.. this is so..”

Bahamut looks troubled. Looking at him, the archbishop spoke once more in an earnest voice.

“please. Although we can quietly solve the problem within this place. At a time like this, it is impossible for us to clean up the woman outside without making noise.”

In order to quietly solve a problem that should not be known outside, the parties who already knew the fact had to act directly.

In such a situation, the only person the bishops can ask for help is Bahamut, who can be said to be the starting point of this situation.

While listening to the archbishop’s earnest request, Bahamut suppressed the smile that was about to rise on his lips and answered in a calm voice.

“All right. Since the servants of the Lord ask so much, I have no choice but to come forward myself.”

“Go… thank you. Thank you very much, Mr. Bahamut.”

The archbishop showed a visibly relieved look.

Looking at him, Bahamut still couldn’t read the calm, but at the same time spoke with a little bit of strength.

“In exchange, I have one condition in exchange for solving this problem… would you listen?”

“Muh.. what is that?”

At that, the archbishop showed some anxiety and, looking at him, Bahamut actually began to tell him the real purpose he had come here for.