The Saintess Pursuit Squad

The S-rank adventurer Phylite, chasing Seyi, fought a deadly battle with Prince Brockes of Fotiatuyah.

The story moves a few minutes later.

““Wahaha!””

The two had their arms around each other’s shoulders laughing.

Just moments ago they were exchanging intense blows, so why…?

“I see, you came chasing the Saintess-sama!”

“Yes, driven by the desire to meet the Saintess-sama!”

…Yes, they shared exactly one topic in common.

The Black-Haired Saintess.

During the fight they learned they both admired Seyi.

And so they stopped fighting.

“The Black-Haired Saintess-sama would surely tell us to stop meaningless conflict.”

“Exactly!”

Haa… Bols sighed in exasperation.

Another Saintess idiot here too… (not meant as an insult toward the Saintess).

Brockes briefly explained the events leading up to this.

Phylite nodded while tears streamed down her face.

“She entered the dungeon with only a maid…!”

“To save the capital’s citizens! What a wonderful person!”

“Indeed! The Black-Haired Saintess-sama is the true Saintess!”

Phylite called her the true Saintess.

The Saintesses belonging to the Tendo Church were greedy despite their sacred title.

They showed no mercy to those outside their church.

They also demanded large payments and conversion for treatment…

But Seyi was different.

“As Phylite-dono says! Helping people without reward — that is truly a Saintess!”

“Exactly! The Black-Haired Saintess is the true Saintess!”

Bols muttered,

“You keep repeating true Saintess, shut up already…”

“So Phylite, what now?”

“Isn’t it obvious! We chase her and assist her in helping people!”

“But she strictly ordered you not to follow, right?”

Earlier Daphne asked them to save her big sister.

From Brockes’s explanation, Seyi entered the dungeon to help citizens harmed by it, bringing companions.

But during entry Daphne and the others were put to sleep and found themselves outside.

“Our master went alone so we wouldn’t get hurt…!”

“Waaah! Big sister!”

“…Seyi-sama.”

Even the wise elf Zenith was worried about Seyi entering alone (※there was actually a robot as well).

Because of that, they completely forgot.

Why Seyi entered this dungeon…

Simply to satisfy her material greed…

“Seeing these fragile girls crying, can you still say that!?”

Phylite certainly strongly wanted to meet the Saintess.

But her sense of justice was even stronger.

She couldn’t ignore grieving children.

Bols knew his lover’s straightforward personality well.

“Tch, fine.”

“Good! Then please allow us through!”

Prince Brockes nodded.

“Understood.”

“No, Prince. Is that okay? Didn’t the Saintess tell you not to let anyone in?”

Bols asked that way hoping to stop his girlfriend’s recklessness.

But Brockes replied:

“The Saintess meant that it was dangerous and civilians must not enter. Conversely, someone as skilled as Phylite-dono is hardly a civilian. Therefore it should be fine!”

“Seriously… really…?”

Unlike the exasperated Bols, Phylite was full of enthusiasm.

“Let’s go!”

“…I’ll go too.”

“Daphne too!”

“I shall also!”

“…I’m coming as well.” “…!”

In the end, the slaves plus adventurers decided to chase Seyi.

They looked weak and were originally escorted out for safety, but Phylite sympathized with their wish to see Seyi and proposed accompanying them.

“How careless…”

Bols grumbled, yet ultimately couldn’t stop her recklessness because he loved her.

“Then everyone, let’s chase the Saintess!”

“““Oh!”””

“…Feels like we’re totally unnecessary though.”

Thus the squad chasing Seyi — the Saintess Pursuit Squad — departed…

“What’s this huge stupid golem…?”

Down the stairs lay the remains of a gigantic golem.

The knowledgeable Zenith looked shocked.

“…Amazing. This is an Orichalcum Golem. An SS-rank monster made entirely of Orichalcum!”

Such a powerful golem had been left as wreckage.

Who could have done that?

“The Saintess-sama!”

“Definitely!”

“Only our master could!”

Nearly everyone in the pursuit squad were Seyi believers.

Whenever something impossible happened, they attributed it to her.

“Defeating an SS-rank… incredible!”

“Yeah yeah sure. If she’s that amazing we’re not needed. Let’s go home.”

Bols tried to retreat from this dangerous place full of women, however…

“No! There’s supposedly a demon god, right? What if she lacks strength then? We must help!”

“Phylite-oneechan is right!”

“Master! We shall lend our small strength!”

“…For Seyi-sama, even at the cost of my life…”

“Ah… hopeless…”

Bols muttered tiredly.

“They’re all Saintess cultists…”

“Ah! Look! The dragon is petrified!”

“Surely our master!”

“Big sister amazing!”

…Bols no longer understood why they were even here.