It was already evening when I finished my errands at the Great Temple.
When Linda-san and I come up from the basement to the surface, the western sky is bright red.
Dusk is soothing.
Before I knew it, Dulcie was walking beside me.
“Saint-sama, I received a menu from Ilda-sama,” she said.
“Thank you, Dulcie. Linda-san, I’d like to put Dulcie in the girls’ dormitory, can I have you make arrangements?” I asked.
“Of course. Dulcie, take Hana to the Academy, check the availability of rooms in the girls’ dormitory, and complete the necessary procedures.”
“Understood, Linda-taicho,” Dulcie said before she went around and went back down the stairs to the basement.
With Hana, an intelligence analyst, the paperwork will be a breeze.
It may be a big deal that I was connected to the intelligence maid organization of the Great Temple.
“Linda-san, do you oversee the Great Temple’s Intelligence Maid Unit?”
“No, it’s necessary for the operation of the entire Holy Knights, so it’s overseen by the Knight Commander.”
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Since Linda-san is the captain of her unit, is she in charge of higher-ups?
It’s an intelligence organization.
The 3rd Holy Knight Order, of which she serves as captain, is a full-fledged working force.
They travel all over the country to resolve temple-related problems nationwide by force of arms.
Originally, the 1st Holy Knights residing in the Great Temple would be more suitable for my escort and care, but Linda-san made a big fuss, saying that she would definitely do it, she would do it no matter what, and if it didn’t work out, she would quit the temple, so, fortunately, she became my escort.
Originally, she should be used for guerrilla attacks, so it would be a waste to use her as an escort.
Linda-san’s love for the saint is really heavy.
I went down the grand staircase and came out onto the main street of the royal capital.
“Well, Linda-san, good night, thank you for your help today.”
When I say goodbye to Linda, she smiles.
“I will escort you to Baron Kimball’s house,” Linda said.
“No need,” I said.
If Linda-san were there, I wouldn’t be able to buy from and eat at the food stalls.
“Saint-sama isn’t supposed to be wandering around alone,” Linda said.
“Eh,” I went.
“Dulcie will be escorting you in the shadows from now on, so I’m glad for that,” Linda said.
“Geh, is Dulcie sticking to me all the time?” I said.
“That’s what the intelligence maid is for,” Linda said, smiling.
Ah, the saint candidate doesn’t even have the right to be alone.
Together with Linda-san, I wander around the main street of the royal capital.
Wives shopping in the evening, civilians on their way home from work, and children on their way home from school.
Entering a crowd of people, I walked straight toward the Kimball Residence.
“You don’t want to ask what happened to Dulcie?” Linda asked.
“Hmm, well, she’ll probably tell me about it herself soon. Anne-san praises her for being so skillful, so it must take a considerable effort to say it, so I’m not going to force her to spill it,” I said.
“How wise, Saint-sama,” Linda said.
So far, as long as she has her martial arts skills, I can use her to run around doing errands.
It’s better for me to learn how to use my intelligence maid first.
If she has a problem, she’ll tell me about it in time.
However, I’ve gotten to know Anne-san, Margot-san, Shirley-san, Dulcie, and the other intelligence maids, but why do I feel like Margot-san is the strongest?
Is it because she’s the oldest?
“Are there any points to be aware of when using an intelligence maid?” I asked.
“About that, there is no one way to use them,” Linda said. “Basically, they will disappear and stick to the master, so if you need it, call them and they will come out.”
What’s with that garden-variety supervisor feel, have I changed jobs into an immediate supervisor?
I suppose Anne-san is hiding her presence because of that custom.
“If you want to assassinate someone, please gather information properly first,” Linda said. “If you put someone to task and it’s beyond their skill set, the maid will be killed. Please, do consider the time and money needed to train one before sending her out to assassinations.”
“No, I’m not going to do assassinations!” I yelled.
“If you really need it, please move my 3rd Order of Holy Knights. If it’s up to about the second official residence of Duke Pottinger, we can take it down,” Linda said.
“I’m not doing that, why are you trying to solve everything with violence?” I asked.
“Saint-sama, violence is a very easy solution, so everyone uses it a lot when they have power,” Linda said.
She has a point, violence is fun to use, you know you’ve won completely with it, and it’s so omnipotent that all victors use it.
Anyway, after a revolution or a coup d’état, public order must be restored quickly, so all those who are an eyesore should be purged.
No, no way.
Well, resolution through discussion only happens with problems that are inherently easy to solve, and when there’s some kind of complicated political issue, it’s usually a storm of violence.
In the up-and-coming Duke Pottinger’s family, the previous hero, James-okina, probably understood the effects and effects of the use of violence, but the second generation, Donald-san and Vivian-sama, were selfish and violent from the time they were born, so it seems like it’s become a habit.
If someone who can’t properly control people’s hearts is forced to only use violence, it’s only natural that they’ll be tripped up.
I am also a saint, so I have cheat power and use violence as much as I want, so I have to be careful.
It would be a shame to become like Bianca-sama.
Shouldn’t we avoid relying on Linda-san as much as possible?
When I was thinking about such things, I was in front of Baron Kimball’s mansion.
The steward spotted me and gave me a big smile.
“Welcome back, Makoto-ojou-sama.”
T/N: I’m going to stop referring to Duke Pottinger as Pottinger-kyou, unless it’s to his face. I’m starting to think about which Japanese grammar and customs like honorifics to keep and what to localize.
