139 – The North Wind and the Sun

Aesop’s fable of the North Wind and the Sun naturally came to mind.

It was not the strong wind that took off the traveler’s clothes, but the bright sun.

Mighty power sometimes falls short of flexible thinking.

This was an age-old lesson that even a child who had just learned to read would know.

”children·····. This……

”Ummm…”

As I forced my tongue, which was trying to stiffen with shame, to weave words together, the warrior’s pleasant sleepiness returned each time.

Again, it works.

It was a last resort that I had to throw at the bottom line once, but every time I uttered words in a heartfelt tone, the strength of the hero wrapped around my waist was noticeably loosening.

Honey. why do you keep whining

I have some work to do.

The arm of the warrior was so close to me that even the air couldn’t get in and out.

The fact that there was an empty space the size of a golf ball inside it gave credibility to the aforementioned hypothesis.

It was clear that if I repeated this embarrassing process just a few more times, sooner or later I would be able to escape from this solid cage.

However, as with all things in the world, this seemingly easy journey was not so smooth.

”Whoa…”

It was an act accompanied by a tremendous sense of shame to do to that hero, not to anyone else, a kind that I had never experienced in my past and present life.

It was fortunate that the warrior’s consciousness was not intact.

If this abominable voice of mine, as if I was coquettish, had gone into the ears of others, I would surely want to end this life with my own hands.

After I was able to kiss the forehead of the warrior who longed for my affection, I thought that there would be no greater adversity than this.

Even if I overcome one hardship, I was just resentful of my own unfortunate fate, where another hardship awaited me.

”Whoops!”

Through such a time of perseverance at the cost of self-esteem, I was finally able to escape.

Apparently, ‘I only have a warrior.’ It seems that scratching her neck with the strange flattery called Ra has worked well.

I was a bit concerned that a woman who had entered the marriageable age by this world standard was treated as a large dog raised at home, but I had no time to spare to choose the means and methods.

”Warrior. I’ll go alone…”

”Umm…”

It was around the time I was about to quietly leave the place after gently sweeping the area around the forehead of the warrior who was mumbling like a baby.

snap!

The hero gently held my sleeve in my sleep.

Fortunately, I wasn’t holding my wrist, so it didn’t seem like a big problem to shake off.

but.

”do not go·····.”

A pathetic voice full of anxiety. A drop of dew that gently formed around my eye became a tenacious spell, entangling me to that spot.

Did I have an instinctive intuition about who I was heading to and for whom?

From that insignificant force pulling my sleeves, it seemed as if the thought of the warrior’s sadness was being conveyed intact.

”it’s okay·····. I’ll be back soon… I promise. Now I’m not going anywhere, leaving the warrior I’ve never seen again…”

I was able to shake it off by force, but I chose to have a conversation.

I didn’t know how funny it would be to try to talk to a person who wasn’t fully conscious.

It was impossible, at least for me, to ruthlessly shake off the hero who was so earnestly clinging to me.

”Umm…”

As if to understand my intentions, the hero soon let go of my sleeve.

In return, he covered her shoulders with the spread blanket and patted her on the shoulder for a while as if praising a child who had done a great job.

Only the body has become an adult. Who can recognize her now as a warrior carrying the world’s fate?

I inadvertently let out a snort because of the complicated feeling that I couldn’t fully describe in words.

It was then.

For example, a crushing sense of incongruity, as if a flying fly had swept around the nape of the neck in an instant.

Without a word of warning, the dim presence that stirred my thoughts suddenly made me turn around.

”What, what…”

However, no matter how much I looked around, I couldn’t find the subject of those sensations.

Quite a long time ago, when I changed clothes or took a bath, I often felt a similar sensation.

After leaving the party, I thought it was quiet for a while, but recently, the frequency of it has increased dramatically.

I couldn’t pinpoint the exact time, but I could guess that it must have been after the one-night stand with the hero.

Could it be that someone is watching you?

If so, who is the opponent?

Sooner or later, I will ask Dauna, who is an expert in this field, for a consultation.

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Even without being conscious of it, my footsteps sped up on its own.

By the time the five senses, which had been shaken off sleepiness, gradually regained their original direction, the puzzle of memories that had been putting together in my head was about to be completed before I knew it.

In the midst of walking around the corridors of complicated geography, it seemed like I ran into people I knew a few times, but I couldn’t see who was who.

Because I was in a state of exhaustion just by sequentially arranging the memories of mine and not mine that came to my mind without a chance to breathe.

”Lower… Heo Eok…”

Leaning weakly in the deserted hallway, he calmed down for a while.

The sharp headache was still there, but perhaps thanks to finding the support, my heart felt much lighter.

slap.

I lifted the rosario that had been tangled around my neck and lifted it up to my face.

A type of Rosario with built-in memorization.

Putting a life-saving blade into a rosary made only for praying to God is something that is hard to find anywhere in the capital city, where there is widespread perception that it is the idea of savage heretics. so-called defective products.

But I’ve been saved countless lives by this crude blade.

Having a weapon on the battlefield could mean the difference between life and death.

Even if it was at most a knife the size of the palm of your hand, that it was definitely better than nothing was common sense outside of this system even a child knew.

Yes, he was a child.

It was she who gave me this as a mere child.

The unbelievable reality that I had completely forgotten such an obvious fact had been interfering with my even breathing.

Moreover, I even used it as a tool for self-harm in front of the person who gave me such valuables.

What the hell was it like?

When she saw me tearing through her skin with the tool she would have handed over hoping for the peace and well-being of the recipient.

would you have despaired If not, would you have despised it?

I didn’t know anything else, but it was clear that there wouldn’t have been such a good feeling.

”Holy Maid…”

With the rosario tightly clutched to her chest, she called out in a low voice.

Whenever I said I would go to the nun first to find out the truth of the case.

Before I knew it, my steps were where she herself was. He was heading towards the throne room.

The question of what kind of face to meet her was another matter.

had to meet We had to meet and talk.

The thought circuit that moved me now was the only one.

”That’s right!”

I sat down on the floor inadvertently from the headache that had once again stirred in my head.

What came to my mind this time was not my memory that I had forgotten.

The memory of someone who was injected.

A terrible ritual performed to turn an ordinary girl into a saint, chosen by God.

divine selection. baptism.

The feeling that the whole story and the full story of such atrocities were entering my head without filtering had to be accompanied by indescribably terrible pain.

pop. Duduk.

The dark red blood that flowed from my nose stained the white floor.

But even in the midst of that, my consciousness was preoccupied with retracing the past that came with the pain.

You said that was the process of making a saint?

Was it a way to cover up such an ugly naked face by inducing the saintess, who was originally supposed to belong to the warrior party, to continue to stay in the audience room through the ceremony called the blessing ceremony?

Then, the reason why the current saintess became that way is also…

”Oops…! Woo-wook…!”

I didn’t know if even the nausea that had come up in my throat was entirely due to my feelings.

There was only one thing I could be sure of.

That she’s waiting for me. That she was hoping for any helping hand I could offer.

Honestly, that was enough of a reason for a human like me to step forward.

how long has it been like that

”Stop, Holy Lady…! No, Sister Welna…!”

My footsteps, which had been staggering as if I was drunk, came to a standstill in front of the place I wanted to arrive at.