The Holy Man of Another Century Gospel

Chapter 55: Discipline and Rules
Eric really wanted to stay with the Knights for the entire afternoon and learn all the skills he could, but before the second knight could show off his skills, a little nun came running over and shouted that it was time for His Highness to go to class.

"So soon? I haven't even had lunch yet."

"what……"

The little nun was stunned for a moment, then turned around and ran back.

Eric didn't really dare to delay the class. He said goodbye to Edward and left the Knights first.

After getting some food in the nuns' canteen, Eric hurried back to the seminary. The young nun was talking to another nun who was preaching above him about how he had not eaten yet.

He walked in, "I'm late."

"Your Highness." The nun saluted him. "Please go and have your meal first. I will wait for you here."

"It's okay, I just ate." Eric waved his hand, "Let's go straight to class."

"Yes, Your Highness."

He was still the only student in the afternoon, but the course suddenly became much more difficult and not as easy as in the morning.

"Ancient language..."

The thing that gave Eric the biggest headache when he was in school in his previous life was foreign languages, and he didn't expect that he wouldn't be able to escape it in this life.

Although it is an ancient language, there are still many people who use this language now, the most important of whom are mages. Many spells must be chanted in the ancient language.

On the church side, the main use of the ancient language is still in various religious ceremonies. There are also some ancient magic that requires praying to the gods in the ancient language, but Eric estimated that he would not have the opportunity to use it.

After two hours of ancient language class, Eric felt that it was longer than a whole day.

Fortunately, the next part was the Vatican ritual, and there were many ritual movements that required Eric to stand up and imitate. Otherwise, if he had continued sitting, he might have fallen asleep.

When the classes for the day were over and the nuns left, Eric sat alone in the classroom, already beginning to doubt himself.

Is there really no other way to save the world?

This isn't the way to accumulate strength over time...

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

Eric came to his senses and found that it was Sophie, who was leaning against the door and looking at him.

After a day of classes, Eric had been facing the stern old nun who was preaching. Suddenly, he saw Sophie leaning forward and calling him softly. He couldn't help but feel refreshed.

She looked around and asked, "Can I come in?"

"Miss Sophie, come in." Eric prepared to sit for a while.

Sophie walked in, "Your Highness, just call me by my name..."

"Sophie." Eric changed his tone. He hadn't spoken to her seriously since they'd separated in the outer city a few days before; they were both in a hurry.

Sophie looked at him and suddenly laughed, but quickly suppressed it.

Eric also smiled and said, "Just get along like before. Don't be too reserved."

Sophie nodded and curled her lips. "But if the head nun or the senior nun saw me, they would definitely teach me a lesson."

"The Head Sister..."

"I'm no longer under Sister Alena's supervision. The Sister of the Ninth Monastery is temporarily in charge of the Seventh Monastery," Sophie said. "She's a very good person, but not as good as Sister Alena..."

Of course, Eric thought, although she seemed a little harsh sometimes, in fact, Alena was so good to her that she spoiled her.

"Then let's be casual in private." Eric said. They probably wouldn't have much chance to communicate in a crowded place.

"Yeah!" Sophie's eyes were all smiling.

Looking around the classroom, she asked, "Has Your Highness been here all day?"

"About that." Eric nodded. "I just went to the Knights' Order at noon and practiced there. The rest of the time I was in class."

"It turns out that His Highness is not having an easy time either..."

"Where's Sophie?" Eric followed her darting eyes, looking away before they met her gaze. "What do you do every day in the convent?"

"Practice, pray, practice, pray, practice, pray... When there is no special arrangement, as long as you don't act like you have nothing to do, the head nun won't interfere too much, especially for people like us who are of noble birth and will leave after five years. It's best not to disturb others' practice." Sophie said.

Practice and prayer are almost the entire daily life of the nuns. Eric thought that for most nuns who came from poor backgrounds, this was just a way of survival, entrusting their bodies to the convent and their spirits to God.

"So you have nothing to do now?"

Sophie's face flushed and she felt a little embarrassed.

"Not really... His Highness asked me to come in. I'm accompanying His Highness."

Eric glanced at the classroom where he was the only student before she came over, "When you want to slack off, you can indeed come to my place..." He suddenly had an idea.

When he returned to the Saint's abode and went to greet the Saint, he also brought up this idea.

"I'm going to have Sophie take the class with me."

"Sophie?" The Saint glanced at him. "Who is that?"

"It's the other messenger you assigned to go with Alena to welcome the Saint's Heir," Eric replied. "A nun from the Seventh Monastery."

"Oh..." The Saint thought of the cute little nun, "That was the one Alena chose. What happened to her?"

"She's fine. But she's quite smart. I want her to take classes with me, which will help me learn as well." Eric said calmly.

The saint frowned and looked at him for more than half a minute before speaking.

"Young Master of the Kimingno family, do you remember why you are here?"

"If you're talking about my original plan, then I was planning to leave after I earned the title of Quasi-Saint."

"..."

The Saint glared at him, and Eric immediately bent down. "But I now understand my responsibilities and obligations. I know that preventing disasters and saving the world begins with being a good successor to the Saint's Monastery. Therefore, I need a companion to study with me and push me forward."

The saint glared at him for a while longer, and Eric's head drooped lower and lower.

"You have no time for fun, Your Highness Eric. How much longer do you think I have left to live?"

Eric's face became serious and he was silent for a moment. He stood up and said, "I can promise that I will not let you down if Her Highness the Saint needs me to do what she wants."

The Saint looked at him and asked, "Don't worry about the rest of the story?"

"I dare not." Eric said quickly.

After staring at him for a while, the saint raised her eyes slightly and sighed.

"Your Holiness the Pope said a few extra words, and I really took them to heart... It seems I shouldn't have let you bear the inexplicable expectations of an old man before his death."

The old man was taking a step back to advance, and Eric was helpless. "I feel deeply guilty when you say that."

"Did not see it."

"..."

Eric pursed his lips, "Then just pretend I never mentioned it."

"Your Highness the Quasi-Saint!"

The Saint suddenly sat up straight. "Don't let me hear such words from you a second time. You are my representative. You cannot take back any of your words. This is your authority!"

Eric immediately lowered his head.

"I was wrong, please punish me."

The saint started coughing, and Eric hurried over to pat her.

The old man turned his head and looked at him, "Eric, why don't I feel at all that you are determined to be the successor of this Saint?"

Eric paused and replied, "But you can see that I desperately need the title of Saint. As long as this need exists, I won't let you down."

"Am I getting old, or are all the nobles nowadays so straightforward?"

"...I dare not make you worry for another second."

The Saint sighed and shook her head, "I am indeed too old, and my eyes are dim. I can no longer see anything except what I want to see."

Eric didn't respond.

"Are you still going to abide by the rules and regulations of the monastery?" asked the saint.

Eric was stunned, "I never meant to break it."

"Okay, since you have such awareness, I believe you will be more careful in what you do."

"Um……"

Ok?
The Saint glanced over again, "But if you go too far, like getting a nun pregnant, then I'll have no choice but to kill her."

Eric broke out in a sweat. What the hell was going on?

"I absolutely did not mean that."

"Right, that is it."

(End of this chapter)