Chapter 39 - Sophia's Holy Sword

Elder Marxen stammered. As he stumbled over his words, I smiled and said, “Bring him here.”

“…”

“I want to see him as well. A paladin greater than the one who has a holy sword!”

“…”

“Hm? What? You can’t bring one?” A paladin with a holy sword was a special existence to the temple. It was obvious considering that the first paladin was a saintess. That was the advantage of being a paladin. If the holy sword chose the worst of the worst knight, that knight would become the best knight the next day. 

“This, this doesn’t make sense. How does he have a holy sword?” The elder was trembling, like he was hit on the back of his head, and pointed at the holy sword. “That, that’s fake!”

“Watch your words, Elder.” Hearing my rebuke, Elder Marxen immediately put down his finger. I continued, “That’s a genuine holy sword.” 

It seemed like Elder Marxen finally felt something from the sword, and he trembled. I smiled at him again. “Grandpa, you’re one of the twelve elders, yet you can’t recognize Sophia’s Holy Sword?” It was best to let idiots see with their own two eyes. I held onto the holy sword and looked at Ludwig. Ludwing nodded and unsheathed the blade.

“…!”

He showed off the beautiful sword. The moonlight shone off the blade. 

‘Even the holy sword looks mad.’ I felt as if the holiness was purifying me. And this effect was probably stronger on the elder. 

“This, this doesn’t make sense… Are you saying that this is the real holy sword?”

“The Holy Sword that was protecting the Revelenon Temple chose its master and I’ve already told Grandpa Pope to send over replacements for the priests who died to the beasts. You get your news quite late.”

“I, I didn’t hear about this…”

The relationship between the Vatican and the Senate was never good. ‘But did they purposefully not say anything?’

“Anyway, I’m looking forward to seeing the paladin you’ll bring who’s greater than my paladin who has the holy sword!”

“That, that…”

I left the speechless elder and turned toward Ludwig. “Until then, you’re my guardian knight. Okay?”

“Yes, Saintess.” Ludwig got down on his knee and bowed.

‘He’ll probably stop now.’ We left the defeated Elder Marxen and walked back to my room. 

Ludwig returned the holy sword to me. “You’re the true owner of the holy sword…” His expression was rigid as if he didn’t feel right being called the owner of the holy sword. 

“Don’t worry, Ludwig. You’re my sword.”

“…!” Ludwig opened his eyes wide. 

“I’m young and weak, so I can’t use the sword. You need to become my sword, okay?”

“I, Ludwig, will obey you until my death.”

“Okay.”

“How will I ever repay the grace you’ve given me…” Ludwig teared up. “I will devote myself to you even more wholeheartedly!” Ludwig clenched his fists and walked out of the room after I nodded.

Problem solved! Luciana looked back at me and gave me a smile with a thumbs up. It was the best compliment.

“Ehem. Did you see what this body has done?”

“Hoho! I’ll bring some snacks over.”

“Kya!!”

“It’s your reward.”

“Luci, you’re the best!”

“Please wait here!” Luciana left the room. My heart pounded in excitement when I looked down at the holy sword. It was still shining. 

“Sophia, thanks for helping.”

“What?” Sophia showed herself and smiled. “I also like that guy.”

Was it because he was the original owner of the sword? I rolled my eyes as Sophia laughed. She then asked, “Why did you call for me?”

“Sophia, can you read my mind?”

“Hoho! I can’t, but I can read your face.”

‘Then, there’s no need to beat around the bush.’ “To be honest, I’m curious about something.”