The Saint Class Reincarnator
CHAPTER 67: ONE TO NOTE (2)

“By the way do you want to go somewhere? Your clothes today are a little.”.

Little formal?

“Yes, I'm leaving and now I'm waiting for the train to be ready.”

“Where?”

“Administration.”

Veronica's expression instantly turned dark and wry. I think you know what he thought — did the world finally end? A Saint suddenly going to the mansion of the parlour could not be imagined.

“What is the world of doomsday?”

Of course he'll say that. However, as he saw the world was still calm.

“There's something I have to do. It's not like I'm throwing away my moral values and acting like a saint. Yes, even though I am a saint and would be like that in the eyes of others.”

My reputation now is still arguably being a safe position in the achievement in the public eye. Balance it with the activities I have been doing all this time. Enough to make me think, this won't last long until my reputation is destroyed in the public eye.

Yes, such a risk has been in my predictions so far.

Allows me to get ready whenever my grades fall. Until that point happens there will be a big intersection going on.

Then a while later Paladin Roy came with Paladin Theo.

“Saint, the train is ready.”

“Ya.”

I immediately stood up and looked at Veronica before leaving.

“Save all this and leave it to Yohan Hyung. If I come back I'll take care of it.”

“Ya, I know.”

Although today Veronica came with good news and brought a lot of new gifts material now I can not immediately take care of it so I will do it after the other business is finished first.

In addition, this is an important part as well compared to taking care of the material. So I set it aside.

“After delivering it to Yohan Hyung, rest until I call you. You have done more than enough of your job. ”

By carrying the puppy in the arms and walking following the Paladins who escort me today. After I left, Veronica also left without saying anything more.

There was a time when his team, the former from the association he had built had injuries from the dungeon raid. They need a lot of rest even though they think they don't need it.

Because, unlike the Veronica team that takes care of the A-level dungeon. The other team that took care of the B-level dungeons, was seriously involved with the battle inside.

They did not have the condition of being able to casually enter and exit inside the dungeon. Once they get in they'll be locked up.

And again according to the reports I received. Team B not only fought monsters, but the boss of the monsters [Gargoyle] and also the two giants [Spriggan] were quite difficult to handle if the team of Miners belonging to the former Shadow did not participate.

“But I have to see them too. Ah... There's a lot of work I have to do.”

I who felt the great dilemma could only mumble resting my head on the glass wall of the carriage and feel the vibration of the street wheel.

While the train is running.

Almost I did not know the time and did not realize, I had arrived at the destination.

A place that can be easily captured by the eyes only once remember if you get lost later.

Large orphanage house with dark red and black paint on the wall. And a wooden fence on the left side of the building to fence off their grassland. And the most able to catch the eye is the emblem of the parlour has a design of heart and life.

Maybe for them it is a form of love and sincerity. But I can't scan a scene other than something grim.

Then I got off the train. But, even before I could feel the ground on the first footing someone rushed out and broke down the main door.

“Ah, Saint!”

With a tense face and a smile that seemed forced.

At first glance I know that I am not being welcomed well.

Butwhat? I was about to groan trying my best to put on a poker face.

“Greetings ladies and gentlemen.”

They're the caretakers here. We had met before so our introduction ended here.

“I did not expect you will come Saint, what if you enter, we will provide a light snack.”

“...Yes.” without saying anything else spontaneously my answer came out.

The oldest son is also there and he is the main character why I came.

How many times do I have to get used to it? Where to see their faces can never smile and moody in the dark.

It was like I was looking around the haunted house that I was about to enter then seeing the results from the faces of others...

Doesn't that mean we know what this place is like.

After letting me in and making me sit in the living room on the sofa light but the base is a bit rough and can not be said if this is a quality sofa.

No one accompanied me. Paladin Roy and Theo stood guard at the door according to the instructions I gave them. The children were playing in another room so I was waiting for the snacks they would bring.

Later then. Before long, the caretaker of the middle-aged male and female orphanage came with a silver plate on top of which was a cup and also an ornamental ceramic teapot, then a plate on top of which was a biscuit.

The moment they put all of that on the table they were a little awkward and hesitant. The manager that the man strangely looked at me then shifted it quickly, and the female manager brewed the tea with great care.

Here I smile gently in response to those who are friendly to me like the host.

When they presented it I spoke. “How are the kids? I'm here on the grounds of visiting them, so you don't have to bother.”

And the answer came from the male administrator “Ah! No Saint, this is not troublesome at all. Saint was already kind and attentive towards this place. There is no more form of thank you that we can give other than hosting you properly this time.”

“It's true Saint. Please thank our banquet even though it looks simple.”

And connected by a female manager. Both left a smiling impression.

I could only smile and smile even though it would be considered stupid and strange.

It was really worth giving a little compliment if they didn't move and chose the right time after I finished visiting. Maybe that's what they think.

Quickly finish it and get out of here.

It is not bad to entertain guests well. Although sometimes it takes great courage to withstand the nature of full readiness in seeing an enemy that is difficult to handle.

“If possible I want to meet those I heal.”

A little unexpected. The possibility of my response was a little open and made them gasp.

“Sure Saint! We'll call them.”

According to what was written in the scenario, everything went well. Saints come and the children nothing less. So he's not suspicious of them and will be out of here soon.

That seems to be what they are thinking right now.

The male manager rubbed his hands and left with a smile with the female caretaker. My retina followed their back for a moment before switching on the teacup and sipping it.

Fortunately I don't think there will be any poison.

Even after a while I waited like someone making an appointment with a specialist in the lobby, someone knocked on the door politely and entered without any answer.

Then two adults came in, it was the managers. And behind them were tiny legs and a tiny body following like a scowling duckling. Were they tortured for a few minutes?

I can't think of any other possibilities as to why they look saturated.

Didn't I cure their sicknesses, but even so their faces seemed more unwell at all. And what was with the previous minutes until their appearance was different from others. I mean, they're a little tidied up.

“Saint they are the children you healed.”

At the beginning of the voice of the female caretaker as the opening, the children advanced. Even the teenagers are there.

“Thank you very much, Saint!”

It was sincere for them to say with a polite head bow. I stood up and responded kindly.

“I'm glad you're all healthy and fine.”

There these words opened there was a shock in the little body of every child.

From the first time the kids here turned out to be more mature than I expected. They can hold the feeling of fear inside them.

I smiled again and I looked at the teenager I wanted to see slowly stealing glances with me, when we looked at him a little bit scared.

“From now on you are healthy so I hope you can eat, sleep and play a lot. Don't get tired and work a lot more.”

“Ya!”

Simultaneously the answers emerged unequivocally like they did not really bring up that improvised but rather from the very beginning there was a narrative about it. Their tones, sounds and even gimmics are the same. I'm not just looking at the kids.

It was as if I was standing in front of dozens of living puppets.