The Saint Class Reincarnator
CHAPTER 14: NEW SAINT AND EXISTENCE

Day after day has passed quickly. One turned into a week.

Today is the day on which the inauguration of a Saint is performed precisely the baptismal event in the temple hall where everyone prays and because there cannot be sufficient numbers for the people gathered in this day the Church is forced open the temple doors and also a large terrace field in front of the temple for the entrance community.

Not only the society, both nobles also gathered in one place.

The reason is because Alvius and also Director Sarion have agreed to work together so Alvius also has no choice to accept the suggestion of the inauguration a little faster. And here's the news that has been spread in the news papers and the widespread pamphlets that are blown by the wind.

— The Great Saint is Born.

The birth of a new Saint had been rumored not just as a mere rumor. After decades, the light of hope finally shone. The inauguration was held on Sunday morning in the temple hall. The name, of the great new Saint was, Alvius Raven!

As soon as the news was widespread as the news of the bird even to sound in the ears of neighboring countries far away in the border area.

The people began to crowded and could not wait for the arrival of today even willing to come from dawn and queue for the sake of being able to enter the temple. The two were the same, even though they could not enter the temple, in the end the Saint would come out and greet the public.

I said I was ready for this day to happen. I guess I'm not used to this.

The father next to me spoke in a calming tone. “Are you nervous?”

“Ya, little.”

While Yohan who was by my side chuckled mockingly at me wearing the clothes of a Saint.

“Hihihi, I didn't think my sister would be a great one.”

“Stop that brother don't embarrass me.”

I am a little relieved because Saint's clothes are now a little modern. Previously the Director gave me his old Saint robe. But I refused because it looked old. As a result he called a tailor and I myself had to design his own manufacture.

I took a breath and thought this was already the case a few times. Then the door to the temple hall was opened and it was time for me to welcome the world.

I walked in. I watched the surroundings silently and unexpectedly so looking at the hall from the top and bottom floor all the seats were filled with visitors.

“That's Saint!”

“Wah, new Saint!”

The people who saw me out were very enthusiastic about their spirit. I was a little embarrassed by that scream. And the hall was not just a little crowded when I appeared, but rather hundreds or even thousands of voices colliding with each other in this one place.

I arrived at the altar. And the Director who was in front of me who became the prayer leader this time in my inauguration as a Saint spoke.

“I did not expect today to arrive, where I submitted my title to a new candidate.”

“I'm glad to hear it, thank you.”

Then I closed my eyes and heard the sound of a big gong at the loud beat omen at the start of the ceremony. I immediately lowered down. And the director began to pray.

“You who are endowed with strength, you who are given the guidance of light, the son chosen by the gods, the son who will be part of the gods. Earth and sky listen to you, stars and moon look at you, and now the sun walks with you.”

Everyone in the hall all closed their eyes and closed their hands to join in the prayer. Hope after hope is chanted in their prayers, their desire from the selfish and the greedy. Only at this moment do they hope and unite their climb.

Please cleanse the world, and seize the peace and freedom of mankind!

“Thou who is endowed with strength, be prepared to carry a heavy burden on your shoulders.”

I opened my eyes slowly.

“Good.”

The director nodded lightly.

“I, Sarion Ulysey will give the title of Grand Saint to Alvius Raven. If anyone objected then now is the time. If do it after this is done, then the punishment of heaven will be given!”

It's not a warning, it's an order. The saint himself was already like a representative of the gods given to help mankind fight their predicament. But, with that order, the Director has directly said.

That if anyone dared to touch the new Saint with purely evil intentions, then they would know what the consequences were and it would directly deal with him.

But, no one spoke, no one protested from the nobility present nor any other visitors.

“Congratulations for the new Saint!”

The entire hall room was filled with the adoration and zeal of the people. They got up from their place and raised their hands high, sometimes they waved and threw flowers in this direction.

I who hear their voice with passion and support cannot help but smile and try to set my face to survive and maintain my reputation. I waved at them and walked out of the hall.

It didn't take me long to get out, as soon as my steps were just a step away from the door, an incredible scream could be heard from the crowd of thousands gathered in this one place. Looks like a festival to me their enthusiasm on the adulation towards the new Saint.

Makes me feel a little guilty. I mean, come on, I've never been famous not even in a life before.

[Report. From now on your reputation rises drastically, the whole world will know you as a ‘Saint’.]

The monitor that gave me the report somehow made me only able to smile bitterly.

My second life made me live like an artist without any effort. But, how can it be different like, I have never been this famous even on the Korean peninsula.

If I had this power in my previous life would my life be changed?

Like a boomerang to me when I think of it a stinging feeling like there's electricity attacking my heart.

It felt so painful and painful.

***

Ceremony over. Now the world is said to have known that fact. The Saint has risen, a new Saint is born with his power that will transform the plains of this continent polluted by the land of darkness.

Even the ‘dia’ living in this place realized instantly, the wind blowing from all directions. Such a phenomenon is rare or almost never occurs.

As far as the eye could see, the forest with towering trees was different from most trees in the world. Green leaves, plants that live well. Like a different world, no, it's like a garden to her own.

He sat on a tree that was bigger than the others like it was his throne.

[I heard] he spoke to the wind around him. [Once, the Saint has appeared.].

He smiled gently at the corner of his lips. But, it looked so soft that it was suspicious. Wind and earth, sun and fire, water and moon. It was all her that could be described.

That's why the world calls it...

[Ah, it has all started again.]

Call it, ‘King of Spirit.’

***

It is said that the old have fallen asleep here. ‘The Oldest’ has left this side of the world because it cannot stand the torturous evil aura. He hid for hundreds of years and locked himself in a place no one could find.

But, even though he had been asleep for a long time he still had consciousness. He could hear, see, and smell even though he was asleep. And he had heard from the end of the world.

Saint has appeared!„

The Old opened her eyes slowly, it was so beautiful and ancient. So ancient old beauty can be said to have its own value in him.

[Aah... Uh.].

He tried to speak and let out his voice for a long time.

[Aah... S... Saa... Sa, okay!]

Hush up!!

When he opened the voice, not a hoarse voice, not a bad tone. But a beautiful song, her voice has beauty itself so that it can be a form of scale for ancient life. And greenish energy balls flying around it like it was all alive.

He widened his eyes and a faint beam of light lit up. Its horns are made of circular branches. Her dress was long and her hair was dragged to the ground.

He who has been in hiding for hundreds of years and even thousands of years is now awakened after hearing the truth.

But, why now?

It is he who knows.

The oldest and last daughter. ‘The Oldest Princess Dryad’.

***

He can't talk, he can't see, he can't hear. It was because he had been sealed for so long and the aftermath of the seal that chained him the passive and active effects crippled his entire nerve to the point of making him look extremely deformed.

A purity sealed in an unknown place. It had been a long time to wait where he wanted to be free from this place and return to shine a light on the world. But he could not, this dome seal not only constrained him, but it continued to suck his magic every time it was refilled.

He opened his mouth even though he could not speak he shouted in his heart.

Please, please, anyone please get me out of this godforsaken place. The darkness has swallowed me. I want to be free and light up the road again.

With his depression and despair he screamed and shouted without a sound. Realizing that it was useless he went back to pondering and sad. There was no point, how hard he tried, he would continue in this place forever without being able to feel freedom anymore.

But, he was not aware, that his shout had affected the surroundings and the sound of his cry turned into a small wave of magic threads flying out pierced through his seal and was blown by a gentle breeze.

Only the wind knows where it's going.