152 – Epilogue 2. Beltane sheds tears.

Beltane couldn’t come to his senses from intense bewilderment.

It was quite astonishing that the blessing ceremony was all over while he was unconscious.

Contrary to what was announced to the public, in fact, the blessing ceremony was not concluded in the correct form, and the fact that the story ended with the saintess joining the hero’s party as a result was an unprecedented situation that even her clever mind could not easily accept. because it was

According to the message I heard, there was some kind of problem with the saintess’ protection that the hero was given, and for the time being, the saint and the hero were kept together to watch the situation.

To be honest, it was too much for me to understand the order of things with just such a flat explanation.

”What the heck…”

I listened to the story from the judge who watched the whole situation closest, but he only made statements to evade responsibility that there was nothing wrong with him, and it was of no help.

To enlist the saintess in the warrior’s party?

Even if he went mad, he must have been mad, Beltane thought.

No matter how much saints and warriors fight together as the original form of a warrior party that has been passed down since time immemorial, that was a story from hundreds of years ago.

According to Beltane’s investigation, the saints of the recent generation had the invasion of holy power reaching their minds, and they were probably in no condition to fight on the frontlines.

It was an absurd proposal that could never be made, and should not be made, unless one completely forgot how the blessing ceremony was created.

”Those damn old friends… What the hell is thinking There is none…”

It was harsh words and actions that were far from the sincere habit, but there was no time for the present Beltane to look back at himself.

In a way, being able to keep the saintess and Reiges together could have been seen as a good thing, but to accompany the saintess in her current state on an adventure was too great even if the risk was great.

To endure the harsh winds of the outside world to that delicate child who grew up like a flower in a greenhouse.

such a cruel act. Even if God tolerated it, Beltane could never tolerate it.

The warrior party leaves this place only tomorrow. Time was running out. I had to find the right way as soon as possible.

However, it is impossible to come up with an ingenious tactic that can immediately reverse the decision made by the Holy See.

”ha·····.”

Beltane, who had been in deep agony over and over again, quietly moved toward the window to take a breather.

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Just after that, the curtains that had been blocking the sun were pulled back, and light came into the dark room.

”Oh, hello. Sister…”

”sister. hi.”

The shocking sight unfolded, with Reiges carrying the saintess on her back, arrogantly greeting her while clinging closely to the large window.

”──!?”

Afterwards, Beltane’s dizzying scream became an ominous tinnitus and hovered around it for a while.

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With the saintess on her back, clinging to a high-rise window like a cicada. Are you insane now!?

Beltane managed to bite down and swallow the cotton gourd that was about to leak out of his mouth.

It wasn’t because of Beltane’s own face, but because of his strong faith in Reiges.

The man Beltane knew was absolutely not the kind of person who would do such a risky thing out of interest.

Now he must have a compelling reason for doing this outrageous thing.

It was a trustworthy conclusion that Beltane reached after a period of hard work.

Of course, such a cold-hearted judgment would have been impossible if the saintess hadn’t subdued her anger at the title of her older sister.

”I’m so sorry for crashing in out of nowhere. Sister. However, the situation was so urgent that there was no choice…”

”Oh, no. I’m really sorry for suddenly screaming…”

In an awkward space filled with uncomfortable silence, Beltane carefully examined Reiges’ expression.

Uneven breathing and cold sweat formed on the forehead.

That breathlessness was the epitome of a fugitive being chased.

”Hey, that figure…”

”Ah, that’s me, the warrior who heard the news of the saintess’s party, a riot… No, it was a little bit of a little bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of ”

”ah·····.”

Even with that fragmentary information, Beltane was able to guess what situation he was facing right now.

The hero’s obsession with Reiges was at an unusual level.

Now that the decree for the saintess to join the hero’s party had been proposed, there was no need to explain how much hardship and adversity Reiges had to go through before reaching his room with the saintess.

but.

”No matter what, it’s a story that has to be done with the saintess like this. What the heck…”

”That, that’s…”

It was a fair question.

Even if what he said was a matter deeply related to the saintess, there was no need to bring the current saintess who lacked normal thinking skills to this place.

Beltane’s uneasy gaze lingered on the saintess who was hugged like a koala in his arms.

Until just yesterday, she had been locked in the audience room and hadn’t even thought of coming out, but she had such a happy expression.

As expected, the existence of that man was indispensable to the current saintess.

Oneself can never replace him.

Perhaps such an insignificant sister was nothing more than an impurity to the current saintess.

Throwing away all vain expectations, Beltane thought that there would be no room for despair anymore.

”Welna. My brother’s legs are a little numb right now, but could you go to the nun for a moment?”

”yes. okay.”

”!?”

so cool Beltane’s consciousness stopped for a moment when he saw the saintess leaving Regis’ side and rushing to him and hugging him.

”uh·····?”

Even Beltane himself could not easily determine what kind of emotion this fierce breath leaked from the corners of his lips.

Could it be because the saintess, who always put her own greed first while ignoring Reiges’s feelings, listened carefully to his opinions?

If not, would it be because the saintess who always looked for Rage, without regard for her own existence, was comfortably embraced by the world in her arms as a cradle?

I don’t know. I do not know. I couldn’t help but not know.

Beltane’s accident right now was in a state where he couldn’t fulfill his original role due to the strong emotions that hit him like a tidal wave.

”Whe, well…?”

”sister. Well, hug me.”

”Kuhup!”

Beltane quickly put his hand to his mouth to stop the rising gok-eup, but it was already too late.

It had been a long time since Beltane’s face had been helplessly submerged by the waves of emotion that soared to swallow up even the sky.

”Huh! oops! town! Wow!”

”sister?”

”Yes, my sister ah, hug, gp! Oops! No, I’ll hug you. Ooh, our well…”

Beltane, who succeeded in stopping her crying for a moment with the breakwater prepared by biting her lower lip, tightly hugged the saintess in her arms.

The worried voice of the saintess that leaked out from time to time created a rough crack in Beltane’s firm posture, but there was nothing he could do about it.

”Also·····.”

Could it be because the whole mind was sold in the resentment wrapped in thoughts?

Beltane couldn’t see the figure of Ragece who nodded softly as if he realized something.

”sister. Well, I’m suffocating.”

”Mi, sorry! oops! turn it off! Uh, sorry sister! sorry·····. Wellna…”

The apology that Beltane himself felt was only poor and miserable was only able to subside when the tears running down her cheeks soaked the floor.

”Sister. Without shame, I have an urgent request for you, Sister…”

Reigis, who had been keeping silent for a while, noticed Beltane’s paralysis, which had regained his composure to some extent, and then slowly opened his mouth.

”If you don’t mind, could you take care of the saintess while accompanying her on our adventures for a while…?’

”·····Yeah?”

Even though the tears that flowed down his cheeks hadn’t completely dried up, and even though his breath disturbed by the tears hadn’t been completely calmed down, the shocking question pierced Beltane’s ears with precision.

”Oh, yes. Sister. Please look at this first.”

”uh? uh!? Re, Rage’s priest! Suddenly, what!?”

It was right after that.

Island island island. Seeing Reiges start to take off her coat out of nowhere, Beltane covered the saintess’s eyes and began to struggle.

It was because of the memory of one day that I wanted to forget that suddenly passed through my mind.

‘Even if the priest has some bizarre desire. I can serve the priest at any time, regardless of place, time, or number of times.’

Anyway, in front of Welna, that’s a bit!

It was around the time that Beltane, whose face was as red as a beetroot, cried out for such a heartfelt voice.

”The warrior’s protection. It’s not like the hero, it seems like it came from me…”

These were the words that Reis, who had revealed the mysterious pattern on her shoulder to the whole world, broke into a cold sweat.