I was accidentally injured by God and I just want to be an ordinary person

"No, that's it."

"Hey, hey, don't walk so fast, wait for me!"

She was clearly the princess of the demon clan, but she was in this state now. Jinghua felt a little unbelievable, but at the same time, she couldn't help but feel a little warm. Subconsciously, she stopped and sighed.

"Fool."

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*The illustration of Ella in Entarosphiel has been placed in the character design volume at the end of the book~ Interested readers can go and take a look.

Also, although I originally said that I didn't want to commission a character design for Kagamika-chan, Kagamika-chan is so cute, so I decided to do at least one character design, just at the line drawing or draft stage (hopefully).

Chapter 50 Rejection and Undercurrent

*创世纪6187年11月1日 下午14:01分 库米海姆王国

The solemn and majestic castle stood in the middle of the huge training ground. Unlike the style of the Kingdom of Paris, which liked to hide the training ground, the saints of the Kingdom of Kumheim believed that the soldiers' training should be shown to foreign envoys, so the castle was designed to be built in the training ground.

Jinghua and Olds were walking through the interior of the gray-black castle. Like the castles Jinghua had read about, this one bore a striking resemblance to medieval German castles. To protect against outside intrusion, the windows were extremely small, and the high vents prevented air from circulating. Consequently, a foul odor easily accumulated in the narrow corridors. Having lived underground in the Colosseum, Jinghua knew it was the odor of decaying rats and insects that had died in the cracks between the bricks. There was also the sour, fermented smell of breadcrumbs.

Not only was there no carpet on the floor, but it wasn't even properly cleaned. The spaces between the tiles were filled with dark dirt, and torches for lighting were hung on the surrounding walls. The fact that artificial light was needed even during the day showed how dark the place was.

In short, it was completely different from the clean and bright castle that Jinghua had imagined. He couldn't help but think of it as a prison.

"Lady Saint, we will soon be at His Majesty's palace. If His Majesty asks you any questions, please answer them truthfully. I will do my best to assist you."

Stopping before a corner, Olds said in a deep voice.

Oz had no confidence that Jinghua could become a saint. He knew his brother, Oz who had won the king election, very well. Oz was an extremely upright yet stubborn man. Once he made up his mind about something, he would never change his mind easily. There was even a rumor circulating in the kingdom that "changing His Majesty's mind is harder than slaying a dragon." Therefore, if he proposed another saint when there was already Saint Angelini, even if the other party was his own younger brother, Oz would probably not look favorably upon him.

Of course, it doesn't matter what I am like. The problem lies in the thoughts of the real saint, Kanzaki Kagamika. On the way here, the saint said that if she cannot become a saint, she will return to the village of the Kumheim Kingdom.

This is absolutely unacceptable. The reason why the Kingdom of Kumheim has become one of the countries with the longest history among all kingdoms is because of the existence of the "Son of Oracle". The Son of God chosen by the gods will lead the Kumi people to the continental stage. This is a fact recognized by all the people of the Kingdom of Kumheim. If the will of the gods is violated, the consequences are unimaginable.

Fortunately, there were no guards standing around, so Jinghua was able to relax and nod.

"Yes, I will. However, Lord Baron Olds, if His Majesty does not approve of me, I will return to my original village as agreed."

"...I know. I hope you won't be stubborn."

Unable to imagine his brother agreeing to his plan, Olds had a bitter look on his face and twisted his cylindrical body made of ore as he walked around the corner.

This is a hall that is spacious but not exquisitely decorated. Although the hemispherical dome and the carvings on the walls give people a very grand feeling, the level of detail can only be said to be mediocre. It can be seen that the sculptor is not a first-class craftsman, and it is not rare on the market. The only thing that surprised Jinghua was that the main body of this hall is not the traditional square, but round like the main hall of a church.

"His Majesty."

Olds bowed to Oz, who was standing further down the hall.

"No need to be so polite. There are only us here—no, is it three of us?"

Because the other party was covered by shadows, Jinghua could not see the appearance of the so-called Majesty, Oz, whose name was very similar to Oz.

"She is a human living in my territory."

"Oh? You're coming to the capital to return tribute, right? And you've brought a girl I don't know with you. Is she your type? Let me be clear, even if you're in a hurry, you have to wait until she comes of age."

As the sound got closer, Jinghua was finally able to see the other person's full appearance.

A Kumi with a crimson-gold body.

Even though he was only watching from afar, Jinghua had no doubt about its quality. Although there were some Kumi that had their bodies coated with crimson gold in order to pretend to be Crimson Gold Kumi, the one in front of him - no, he should be called His Majesty. The His Majesty in front of him was definitely a genuine Crimson Gold Kumi. What was also surprising was that the other party was at least twice as big as an ordinary Kumi, at least two meters tall.

"Are you the one Olds likes?"

The King of the Kingdom of Kumheim turned his gaze towards Jinghua, and a smile that could hardly be called a smile appeared on his solemn face. This must be due to his serious personality. Jinghua judged in his heart that he had never been good at dealing with such old-fashioned people.

"Your Majesty, it's not what you think. The reason I brought Master Sheng...Jinghua with me is because I have something to tell you."

"Oh? Did you help me transport the tribute along the way, and are you specifically asking for a reward? Of course, those who help us must be rewarded."

"It's true that someone helped us transport the tribute, but it wasn't Lady Jinghua. However, before I explain why, I'd like to hear from Your Majesty about the Saint Lady. If I'm not mistaken, you should have identified her by now, right?"

Oz's words made him pause while wearing the jeweled crown on his head. It is worth mentioning that if Ella was present, she would definitely be surprised by the medal embedded in the center of the jeweled crown - the palm-sized medal was engraved with strange yellow lines. Ella had three of the same style in her hand, which represented the Seal of Original Sin.

However, Ella was the only one who was surprised. The top nobles on the continent had some knowledge of the Kumi tribe's possession of a Seal of Original Sin during their family education. This was something the Kumi tribe had already possessed before the country was founded.

When the "Seal of Sloth", the holy spirit representing the earth, was wreaking havoc in the kingdoms, the Kumi King, who appeared only once in the history of the Kumi people, led the Kumi people to seal the "Seal of Sloth" at all costs. This is the original words recorded in historical facts. If the Kumi people were not immune to magic and immortal, the Kumi people would probably have been wiped out in that disaster. Because of the achievement of sealing the Seal of Original Sin, the "Seal of Sloth" has been preserved in the Kumi people, and has now evolved into a symbol of the king.

Hearing the words "Lady Saint", Oz quickly retracted the smile on his face and frowned, giving people a feeling of awe without anger.

"It's confirmed."

"Is this Lady Angeline Malbrune?"

"It seems you already know."

Oz put his spherical hands made of minerals behind his back, turned around, sighed, and continued to add.

"She vanished from the capital for unknown reasons. There was no triggering of the defensive barrier, and no assassination of any of her guards. Aside from the maid mysteriously falling asleep, there were no other unusual symptoms. It was as if the Saint had suddenly evaporated."

"Could it be that the defensive barrier was destroyed before it could be triggered? Or is there an insider in the castle?"

Although Olds knew that the current Saint Angelique was right beside Ella, he always believed that Angelique was forcibly abducted from the castle by the Demon Princess using her elite troops. It was really unbelievable that she was secretly taken back without even triggering the defensive barrier. You know, the warning barrier set up in the castle belongs to the highest level of magic circle. Even the top magic casters on the continent cannot break through it in a short time.

"I've checked all of this, and it's absolutely impossible. Perhaps the God had a sudden change of heart and took Lady Angelini back."

"To make such a joke is totally unlike Your Majesty."

"Yes, it was just a joke. The God-sama would never go back on his word, so someone must have forcibly taken Lady Angelini away. It could be the God-man race, or the Holy Academy. Only races with teleportation arrays can avoid the heavy martial law."

"So, Your Majesty has already determined that Lady Angeline is the Saint? All the Saints throughout history have claimed to be from another world, but I've heard that Lady Angeline is a native of this world and an emissary of the elves... So, could it be that Lady Angeline accidentally entered the ritual site, and this is all just a misunderstanding?"

Choosing his words carefully, Olds made his suggestion cautiously. He knew that if he was not careful, this game in which only he was involved would end.

"Are you questioning me? I ordered the guards to clear the grounds before the ceremony began, but even so, Lady Angelica suddenly appeared at the ceremony site. There's no other possibility except that the gods have descended."

"but--"

"Does Olds have anything to say?"

Without looking back, Oz, wearing the crown, still had his hands behind his back, and his tone was full of determination. Oz knew that there was no possibility of chatting next. He lowered his head even deeper and subconsciously glanced at Jinghua who was kneeling on one knee beside him.

"Yes."

"Go ahead and tell me. I'll answer based on the situation."

"Actually, I brought Lady Jinghua here this time to explain to His Majesty the matter concerning Lady Saint."

"illustrate?"

Oz, who had been turning his back, finally turned around and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, in fact, Lady Jinghua is the real Saint Lady. This happened a year ago."

"If you're joking, please get out of here."

"But this is the truth. The reason I didn't tell Your Majesty a year ago was because I was afraid that informing you earlier would disrupt God's original plan. God asked me to go to the capital in the early autumn of this year."

Because he was so anxious, Olds spoke so fast that it was almost impossible to hear what he was saying.

"Hmph, setting aside the truth of that statement, first of all, if the God-sama arranged for the so-called 'Kamika-sama' to come to the capital at the beginning of autumn, then why didn't I see Kamika at the ceremony site?"

"This... this is because Master Jinghua was kidnapped by bandits along the way..."

"You mean to say that the Lord God's plan was thwarted by a group of bandits? If it was the Lord God's will, everything should have gone smoothly. Your words shame me, Olds. I didn't expect you to believe such a flimsy lie."

"but!"

"Go out. I will reward those who helped you. Pretend you didn't hear anything about the fake. If you continue to speak nonsense, I will send someone to send you back to your own territory."

Oz waved his hand unceremoniously and walked straight to the back of the hall. His intention of seeing the guest off was self-evident.

At this point, Olds realized that he alone could not change his brother's mind. Although this was completely expected, he still couldn't help but sigh, gave Jinghua an apologetic look with his head lowered, and then bowed to Olds.

"...I understand. I'll consider it later."

But just as Olds was about to take Jinghua away, Jinghua stood up from the ground, straightened his body and said.

"Wait, let me be clear. I have no intention of becoming this Saint Lady. I just have to make something clear about what the God said to me—"

"Are you still trying to quibble at this point? Blaspheming the existence of the Saint is enough to punish you with death. Olds, take your men and get out."

"Yes, Onii-sama."

In order to prevent Oz from saying words of punishment for Jinghua in anger, Oz could only bring up the blood relationship. He hurriedly dragged Jinghua, whose eyes were filled with fire, out of the hall and quietly closed the metal door.

The atmosphere was so low that it seemed as if water was about to condense.

Olds and Jinghua walked in the empty corridor.

"Master Jinghua, I'm sorry."

If he had been more capable, perhaps he could have persuaded his stubborn brother. But now, not only had he failed, but he had also humiliated the true Saint. If one were to put themselves in his shoes, they would understand that if a Saint, clearly a true Saint, were mercilessly expelled from the palace by the King, calling her a "fake," anyone would be furious beyond measure. It wouldn't be surprising if they would come to hate the Kingdom of Kumheim—no, it would be more accurate to say they would definitely hate it, and the next instinct would be to retaliate and trample upon the enemy.

Thinking of this, Olds couldn't help but secretly look at Jinghua, whose eyes were filled with anger.

[There's nothing I can do about it... If it were me, I'd also hate my brother from now on.]

Just being kicked out is a great shame, let alone a true saint.

"Nothing, this is not something Baron Olds needs to apologize for."

"Please don't bear a grudge against my brother. He's just a little stubborn. I'll discuss this with the other nobles—"

"Thank you for your kindness, Master Olds. I have decided to leave the capital."

"As long as you can convince my brother, you will definitely become a saint."

"No thanks. I prefer a free life to the status of a saint obtained through compromise."

Even if the king listened to what he said and then drove him out, he would not feel angry. After all, anyone who heard the words of reincarnation from another world would think it was a lie. So far, there were only a very few people who believed him, and he had become accustomed to it. But the other party didn't even have the patience to listen and drove him out, which seriously touched his self-esteem.

"Besides, I still want to pick up my career in my original world again. Becoming a saint means losing a lot of time, and I'd rather not do that."

To promote BL comics in another world was her original dream. The status of a saint was just a shortcut - a good environment and a worry-free life, but compared to freedom, these were irrelevant.

"but."

"Don't try to persuade me any further, Lord Orz. Let Your Majesty drown in his own stubbornness."

Waving his hand angrily, Jinghua quickened his pace to leave the castle.

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At the same time, in the main hall.

A Kumi guard walked into the hall where King Oz was. After obtaining Oz's permission, he whispered something in Oz's ear. Suddenly, anger appeared on Oz's gloomy face.

"The Kingdom of Harry is sending troops... Is this another instance of the Riglist Church? These fools, who claim humanity is superior to other races, are under orders to mobilize the troops and march to Altaïr's invaded territory to meet the enemy. This time, we're going to teach them a lesson."

"yes!"

Chapter 51: End and Beginning

*创世纪6187年11月1日 下午18:36分 库米海姆王国

In the late afternoon, it started to drizzle as expected. Jinghua, who was packing her luggage in the hotel, looked up at the rain-soaked window, and then continued to stuff the unused cloth into the box.

The weather now is absolutely terrible. The city streets will become muddy because of the rain. Not only will clothes and shoes be dirty, but the wet and sticky feeling brought by the rain is even more annoying. At the same time, in order to protect the luggage from getting wet, you can only free up one hand to hold an umbrella, but that will undoubtedly increase the burden on the hand holding the luggage. Rainy days are not suitable for going out.

"It would be nice to have a carriage."

Jinghua sighed softly and felt the two remaining silver coins in his pocket. Thanks to the middle-aged woman that morning, he hadn't spent any of the silver coins and had gotten the toothwood and silk he'd wanted. With another sigh, Jinghua reached out and picked up the rose-red dress that had been folded on the bed and hugged it. It was the dress Lotte had borrowed from Iris when she first met Ella and her group.

"Give it back...I guess they won't accept it."

Even though this dress seemed ridiculously expensive to him, Jinghua could never imagine Iris saying "Oh, I'll take it" nonchalantly. In her eyes, this dress might just be an insignificant thing. Jinghua had seen Iris's wardrobe while traveling - to be more precise, the clothes stored in the storage props - and any piece of it was more gorgeous and dazzling than the one in his hand. Jinghua could only compare it to the balls of the upper-class bourgeoisie in the previous world. No, it might be even more upscale, but Jinghua could not find any other adjectives.

For such an existence, returning the clothes would only be considered an insult. Jinghua shook his head slightly and put the clothes he was holding into the large package.

Then, Jinghua habitually reached out to the bed and touched something slightly hard. Feeling a little surprised, Jinghua tilted his head slightly.

It's paper and pen.

The pen was just an ordinary item that he had exchanged for monster materials when he passed by a city along the way. In this world, there were no tools like pens or pencils that were convenient to use at any time. There were only feather pens and unwrapped charcoal pencils on the market. But even so, he was very satisfied. As long as he had a pen and paper, he would be one step closer to his dream.

As for paper, his own savings were certainly not enough. In the kingdoms, writing letters was a privilege for the rich. Not to mention the extremely expensive parchment that could be preserved for a long time, even the extremely brittle and low-quality paper cost two copper coins per piece. For ordinary humans, it was really not a medium of communication.

And these thick papers placed on the bed were things that Ella "lent" to him - just like clothes, there was a high probability that they could not be returned.