I Will Buy Divine Power With Money! - Chapter 4

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Currently, the Sun God is so cornered that he had to request help from a soul heading to heaven.

But would a temple with insufficient followers really have much money?

No way. They’re so desperately poor that they barely survive on donations sent from Kiris.

Despite this, the reason Ordel’s bedroom is so luxurious is because she diligently squandered those donations.

“This was a scene from the novel too, but I had forgotten about it.”

How flustered I was when I first saw the dressing room.

Not only were there all kinds of dresses sorted by type, but they were all extravagant ones.

Let’s give up on finding secret funds.

Since she squandered all the money on luxury, there’s no way there would be any secret funds.

Then there’s only one method left.

“Sell them.”

Let’s sell everything valuable in the room – decorations, dresses, jewelry, and such.

Anyway, since I’m leaving the temple now, I don’t need any of them.

And I should return at least part of the money from selling them to the temple… right?

“It’s not my money anyway, so let’s not feel sorry about it.”

I quietly wiped away the flowing tears.

Then I need someone to handle all this instead of me, who doesn’t know the proper value of these items…

Who should I entrust this to?

There’s no way Ordel, who indulged in vice and luxury, would have any close friends at the temple.

It would be troublesome to entrust it to Airik since it would be hard to secretly take some funds.

There’s no choice. I’ll have to start by organizing a list of items to convert to cash.

To avoid getting ripped off in this world, I need to know the market prices of each item.

* * *

After organizing the list for several hours without going outside.

I finally came to my senses at the sound of knocking on the door.

Before I knew it, the paper I was holding was densely filled.

“Saint. I’ve brought dinner.”

“Please come in.”

“…”

“…?”

Why aren’t they coming in?

Just as I was wondering if I should go open the door first, someone finally entered.

It was a handsome man with curly red hair and pretty water-colored eyes.

Clearly not an extra based on his looks alone.

There’s only one person with such appearance at the Sun God’s Main Temple.

A faithful subordinate who would do anything for High Priest Airik and an indispensable high-ranking priest at the temple.

It was definitely Ditrihi Waren.

“Do you need anything else?”

Oops, I must have been staring too intently. Ditrihi dislikes Ordel.

Though originally, there isn’t a single person here who likes Ordel.

“No, nothing.”

I put down the list I was organizing and sat at the table.

The meal was almost identical to what Airik had brought for lunch.

But why isn’t Ditrihi leaving and instead standing next to me?

He was even staring intently, making me very uncomfortable.

“Do you have something to say…?”

“I’m waiting to clear the dishes after you finish eating, so you don’t need to mind me.”

Your gaze is too intense for me not to mind.

I tried to think of him as not being there and took a big bite of bread.

“But Saint, may I ask why you’re suddenly using formal speech?”

I almost bit my tongue instead of the bread!

Come to think of it, the ill-tempered Ordel spoke down to everyone.

Even to High Priest Airik.

Airik didn’t particularly ask and let it pass, but Ditrihi directly asks about this.

‘…Wait, isn’t this actually a pretty good opportunity?’

It’s no exaggeration to say Ditrihi dislikes Ordel the most at the Sun God’s Main Temple.

Naturally, since Ordel constantly looked down on and ignored the high priest he’s loyal to.

He doesn’t even hide his dislike despite knowing Ordel is the real saint.

If it’s such a Ditrihi, wouldn’t he be happy if I said I’m leaving the temple?

Maybe he’d even help persuade Airik well.

“I’ve been feeling a change of heart recently.”

“…Change?”

“Yes. I was immature and rude to the priests all this time. I’m truly sorry.”

I stood up from my seat, politely clasped my hands together, and bowed my head to Ditrihi.

“Right now, what? Wh-what did you just say?”

Oh, he’s flustered, really flustered.

Well, even Airik was surprised, so there’s no way Ditrihi wouldn’t be shocked.

“I really don’t think I’m suited to be a saint. So I’m planning to put everything down and leave soon.”

At my sudden words, Ditrihi’s face stiffened as if he was confused.

“The position of saint isn’t something you can just sit in and step down from as you please!”

“Then would it be okay for me to continue living here like this?”

“That’s…!”

He can’t bring himself to say “please stay” even if his mouth were torn.

He really dislikes Ordel.

“Of course, I don’t mean I’ll leave immediately. I plan to compensate as much as possible for the damage I’ve caused to the temple.”

“Hah. Compensation?”

“I want to apologize to everyone. To all those who suffered emotional wounds because of me.”

Ditrihi’s face became even more colored with confusion.

But I’m sincere. Really, completely sincere without a single lie.

“And one more thing.”

I handed Ditrihi the list of items I had spent the entire afternoon organizing.

“This is a list of my possessions. I’d like you to sell everything on this list and convert it to cash.”

At the long list, Ditrihi’s eyes were about to pop out.

He looked dazed like someone who had been hit repeatedly on the back of the head.

“I feel like I’ve been using the temple’s funds too personally, so I want to return them.”

“No, wait, this is…”

“Ah! But except for this.”

I pointed to the dress at the very top of the list.

It was a dress that seemed like it would fetch quite a lot of money when converted to cash.

“I bought this with pocket money I saved up bit by bit from my clan. I’d like you to return the money from selling this to me.”

Of course, it’s a lie. How would I know what money Ordel used to buy this?

But if Ditrihi takes all the money to Airik, I’d have to leave penniless.

Though it pricks my conscience, I had to secure some funds even through bluffing.

Please let Ditrihi not know the source of this dress.

“And I’d like you to tell me the exact prices you sold them for. It would be even better if you could compare the amounts with the temple’s operating funds. I want to reflect on how thoughtlessly I’ve been spending money.”

Actually, it’s for understanding market prices and costs.

“Then I’m counting on you.”

I pressed the list firmly into Ditrihi’s trembling hands and smiled gently.

If this is resolved well, I’ll be able to escape the temple with secret funds without any sense of debt!

However, I didn’t know until this point.

Little did I know that all of my plans would be completely turned upside down in less than a day…

* * *

Dietrich emerged from Ordel’s room with a dazed expression.

However, he couldn’t leave immediately and just stood there motionless for quite some time.

What on earth just happened?

Did I really just have a conversation with Ordel?

“Now I understand why the High Priest suddenly told me to keep an eye on the Saint…”

He had sensed it too. That something was strange about the Saint.

No, it wasn’t just strange—it was beyond that level.

Dietrich had even suspected that Ordel might have lost her mind from being too ill when she handed him the list.

Looking at the list with complicated eyes, he headed to Airik’s bedroom to report to him.

“She said she wants to sell everything on here…”

Airik looked at the list with complicated eyes.

He had just returned from offering lengthy prayers of repentance in the prayer room, unable to overcome his guilt about installing a fake saint, but the news Dietrich brought made his heart even more complicated.

‘And she says she’ll return all the money from selling these items to the Temple.’

Most of what Ordel possessed had indeed been bought with Daesinjeon’s operating funds.

She had insisted it was right for her to use the donations sent by the Kiris Household.

The difference between having and not having a Saint who could hear God’s words at Daesinjeon was enormous, so they had brought in a fake saint even while accepting the losses, but in that moment he felt doubt about his choice.

And now she was repenting and saying she’d return it all.

What could she possibly be thinking?

“Ah, she said she won’t return this one item. Since she bought it by saving up her allowance from the clan, she wants to keep the money from selling this one.”

Then Dietrich pointed to the item at the very top of the list.

Seeing it, Airik’s eyes widened.

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