Helping with Adventurer Party Management

This is just the right opportunity, so I decided that education would explain reality to Martin.

"Martin, how well do you know about the church?

"Oh? Well, I know there's a church in any city or village, and there's a priest there. Hmm? What, those eyes?

"Oh, no, I found out you didn't know anything"

"What? No!

He didn't like this glance. Martin barks, but he doesn't mind continuing to ask and explain.

"First, do you know the church hierarchy?

"Don't be a fool! You're in a sanctuary for the eunuch, and you're in a church for the priest, right? You're going to see a priest named Nicolo, and that's about as great as that, right? You're the bigger one."

I see. From there? I can't tell you how nervous I am.

"First of all, it fits right now about the class you mentioned. It is the High Priest who preaches teaching in the Salvation House and on the corner, and the Priest who sets up a church and preaches teaching to the faithful. Up to this point, you're a priest who lives normally and has contacts. You must have been taken care of in some way, too."

"Oh. Well, you say the bishop or something on top of that, don't you?

"That's familiar. Yes. The unit that binds the church to a few is called the parish, but its head is the bishop. This is at the same time the administrative unit of the birth register. As for the population of the parish, the bishop suppresses it."

I revised Martin's knowledge a little bit upwards.

It's called being able to read and write letters, he's educated somewhere.

"... well, I guess it's none of our business as adventurers."

"Right. Adventurers are excluded from the birth register at the time they come out of the countryside. You know what I mean."

"After I quit my adventurer, I couldn't get him to hire me."

As Martin put it, at a time when the birth roster doesn't have a name, that means an unreliable man with an indefinite address, with zero social credibility.

I wouldn't put it on a credible job like dealing with money where I could do some reading and writing, and it's difficult to engage in manual labor unless it's physically adequate.

Not that Martin's case is special, but the life of an adventurer who retires because his body is imperfect is tough.

"So it is the Archbishop who gathers and manages the parish even further. There is only one person in this city. You know what that means?

"You mean the greatest in this city, right? As much as the Count."

I generally can't say that, but I nod to Martin's reply to make the story easier.

In fact, there is no doubt that the Archbishop is the head of the priesthood in this city.

"That's the thing. And there's the Cardinal on top of that. Do you know anything about the Cardinal?

"No, about that time, you're already too much of a man on the cloud to know what to do. It's with the cathedral in that first-class block. I know there is, but I've never stopped by, and I know nothing."

Martin's guy gives you some pretty shabby rhetoric about the adventurer collapse.

"Yes. So, Priest Nicolo is a powerful man who divides practice under his Cardinals. The company (of which) delivers shoes to the Cardinal, but it is also the Nicolo Priest who partitioned them. You know what that means?

Explained so far, Martin finally got to swallow reality, too.

Gokuri, and he swallows his spit and cuts out his words with a trembling voice.

"Doesn't that... mean he's a mess great..."

"In substantive power, you can say that we are approaching the Archbishop beyond the bishop. When you say it in your nobility, you have the power to approach the Count. The parchment you are now trying to spell clutterfully is the material you will use in that interview with the Nicolo priest. Look, work carefully."

"Oh, whoa..."

Thanks to a good explanation, Martin's work from now on has become quite polite.

Most of all, my hands seemed to tremble somewhat, but if you could be as careful as that, no problem.