The Demon Saint is Missing, so I Ran to Another World

Dearest Noir (Part 1)

***Gaius' garden***

"So, how is the condition of the Human Saint?"

"Still not good, milord," Seirna answered, never daring to lift her head to look at the former god, Gaius, eye to eye. "I constantly worry that she will fall under her mother's influence someday, as long as nothing is done to her."

Gaius chuckled, "But you are doing something, if I'm not mistaken."

"Of course, milord, that is a given. You entrusted Chersea and the four realms to me, after all," the Saint of the Flame then added, "But, we need your guidance. I don't know for how long my talismans will last. And, knowing that accursed creature of the Void, she must be working on something to counter me."

The former god stood up and gave Seirna a pat on her shoulder. "I commend you for your tireless efforts to protect my favored people. Nevertheless, I must ask you to hold out for a little longer; my plans are nearing its fruition, but it isn't easy. I have to convince a lot of people to agree to my vision, and follow my ideas. Can you do that for me, Seirna?"

"You don't have to ask, milord! I'm your faithful servant."

"Good. I appreciate that."

Silence. The former god returned to his laptop and continued typing. His saint, however, remained on her spot. Deep inside, Seirna wondered on the actions of her master. It looked like he was not aware of what's going on...

"What's keeping you, Seirna? Do you have any other concerns?"

"None that is pressing, milord," she answered, "However, if I may ask you on the matter with the otherworlder..."

"What about Kuro?"

"He has already met his old student, Alexa."

Gaius paused for a bit, seemed to ponder on what he had just learned. But then, he asked, "What's the problem with that?"

"Aren't you alarmed about it, milord? Greg Santos is the teacher who influenced Alexa Cassandra David, after all. And because of him and his principles, she rebelled against you."

"I admit, before I get to know him, I was afraid. The greatest and mightiest of heroes that I summoned looked up to him," the former god laughed. "Oh...I remember how I shivered back then, just before Alexa stabbed me with her sword, and made me mortal once again. But getting to know the man behind the name is something else; Greg Santos is a weakling. He always tries his best to save everyone, yet ends up losing more than he has bargained for. The man's a loser, and this situation is never different from his past."

"But the god-powers...he has those."

"The god-powers? Let him collect those from the saints. I have no issues of allowing others to borrow what is rightfully mine."

The Saint of the Flame was silent. While she hated the man from Alexa's world, she didn't like how her master sees him. True enough, Greg Santos was unremarkable; always prodded by his ideals, and tries his best to be a 'good person'. If anything, for Seirna, he could pass off as a boring human, who—in all his life—was constantly influenced by how others see him.

However, Greg Santos was more than what her first impression of him. Of particular note was when she was trying to convince him to return to Chersea. The otherworlder's desire to help the Lady Rubinforth was genuine, yet he was also determined to protect the demon children—his students—from the horrors of war. He was only trying to hide his true sentiments by connecting the matter with the Human Saint to the situation of the scholars.