162 – Lost Lamb (10)

Meanwhile, at that time, Beltane, who was left at the inn with the saintess, was now facing an untimely tribulation.

Breathing heavily. A drop of cold sweat running down your cheek.

There was not even a trace of her usual stern demeanor from the anxious pupils that constantly repeated relaxation and contraction.

”This, this can’t be…”

Even the words that were unintentionally spilled were tinged with feelings of surprise, so there was no need for further explanation as to how extremely shaken Beltane was right now.

such a riot of emotions. The culprit was clear.

Beltane, who calmly and rationally judges everything that comes his way, loses himself to this extent with his younger brother. Because it was only related to the saintess.

However, unlike Beltane’s flustered attitude, the seriousness of the situation she was facing was not so great when viewed objectively.

”Our well… Why are you so pretty…?’

It might sound like a pointless joke to someone, but at least to Beltane himself, it was a clean truth without the slightest hint of impurities.

”sister. Well, I don’t want to change clothes anymore. I want to stop.”

”Well, wait a minute, well! Forward Joe, just a little bit! little bit more! Just two or three more! Uhm~! no! five suits! no! Can’t you just try on ten more suits!?’

Beltane’s demeanor instantly became desperate at the saintess’s tired words.

If left alone like this, he would sooner or later bang his head on the floor.

However, the saintess herself, who was facing that earnest appeal, pouted her lips and hinted at her uncomfortable feelings, noticing that she didn’t care about Beltane’s situation at all.

That would also be the case, since from the time Reis went out to meet the hero until now, Beltane’s clothes had been changed continuously.

Although there was a reputation for this action, it was said that it was to find suitable casual clothes for a saintess who was always dressed simply, but beyond Beltane’s sticky gaze, who had the saintess’s unusual outfit clearly engraved in her eyes, was full of gloomy selfishness.

Of course, Beltane didn’t try to change the saintess’s clothes with an impure purpose from the beginning.

The relationship between the hero and Reiges, who have become very close in recent years.

Due to the aftermath of that, it was the current act that originated as an expedient to narrow the distance between the saintess and Reiges, who were at risk of falling apart again.

There are many cases in which a man can reconfirm his charm once again with just a slight change in the attire of a close member of the opposite sex.

This was one of the few love knowledge that even Beltane, who was a devout nun and had no experience with men, knew deep into his bones.

Beltane still remembers it clearly.

Due to personal circumstances, every time he lengthened his habit, the gaze of men around him who looked at his curvy body as if licking it up and down.

If it was her younger brother, who would not be an exaggeration to call her the most beautiful being in the world, her destructive power would surely rival that of a meteorite.

No matter what kind of clothes he wore or what kind of hairstyle he did, each time he saw his little brother boasting of the cuteness of a cartoon, Beltane’s thoughts became stronger.

Beltane’s ecstatic gaze turned to the front again.

The pure white shirt, which gives a different impression than usual, has a single frill that goes down from the neck to the belly button, giving off an adult-like vibe.

The black skirt that emphasized the moisture of her thighs made that white color stand out even more, and like a tornado, it was greedily sucking in the eyes of the people around her.

Adding a ponytail revealing the gracious nape of the neck, it was truly the finishing touch.

Being of the same sex, and even her own blood, her heart was beating like this, but if the bashful Reiges saw the current saintess, her reason would instantly evaporate.

Beltane finished his judgment.

‘Lady. It’s so beautiful. Please marry me and live with me for the rest of my life.’

‘yes. brother.’

Beltane’s sky-blue eyes shone brightly in a beautiful future poem unfolding like a panorama in his mind.

Regarding things related to his younger brother, Beltane himself was unfortunately unaware that his extraordinary IQ would drop to less than half of his usual level.

”Well na! For a week from today, I will never ask Wellna to eat green peppers, which she hates. Can’t we just stay like this for today?’

”Ughhh…”

The saintess frowned as if disapproving of Beltane’s sudden request.

It was natural.

Because the saintess did not know why she had to wear these cramped and uncomfortable clothes, leaving behind her usual simple and comfortable outfit.

However, Beltane, who had fully anticipated this level of resistance, immediately took out the next weapon.

”Hmm~ If I wear it like this, my brother might look at me well and say I’m pretty~?”

”!”

When Beltane crossed her arms and spoke with an exaggerated gesture, the saintess’ blurry eyes instantly brightened.

”really!? If you wear it like this, your brother will see you well and say you’re pretty!?’

”Then~ By the way~ Maybe they’ll ask you to go around the village on a wooden horse or go on an outing with Welna~”

”hobbyhorse! picnic!”

The saintess tightly clenched her hands and stomped her feet in place.

That bustling behavior clearly showed how many expectations she was holding onto right now.

Although she was a saint, she was able to achieve what she wanted, albeit to a limited extent, after Reiges tolerated her physical contact with her to some extent in the name of healing.

Public acts exposed to the public eye were still in the realm of taboo.

In fact, it was nothing special.

No matter how much the recognition-defying necklace was provided, it was an act with too high a risk to carelessly expose the saintess to the public eye.

That’s why the child’s unique desire to show off to others only builds up day by day, and it has hardly been resolved.

The trick that cleverly penetrated that gap moved the saintess’ heart.

”So well. Can you dress up nicely for the day and wait, oppa?”

”yes! Well, I want to hear from oppa that I’m pretty! Also a wooden horse! I want to go on an outing too!”

”Wow!”

Beltane, who had faced the saintess’ bright smile straight on, suddenly clutched at her chest and groaned in pain.

It was careless.

To see that winged cherub-like smile face-to-face without even the slightest preparation.

Beltane thought that his lifespan would have been reduced by about 10 years, but he soon consoled himself by saying that spending that much was cheap in exchange for having an audience with that holy smile.

”Oh, sister. it’s okay? Are you sick? Will Welna protect me?”

”Ughhh!!!”

Beltane’s heartbeat became even more intense as the saintess gently caressed her back as she knelt on the floor.

What is it? What the heck.

This creature that was so incredibly beautiful and so kind that I couldn’t say anything about it.

Even until he heard the offer to join the warrior party from Reiges, he never dreamed that such supreme happiness would be waiting for him at the end.

If my heart stopped right now, I could die laughing.

Beltane was sincerely thinking that right now.

Horrible.

It was then.

For example, a faint chill that came on suddenly, as if a piece of ice had fallen on your back.

Beltane, who intuitively realized that that ominous sense of incongruity was coming from something, inadvertently let out a muffled remark.

”Whe, well…?”

When Beltane slowly raised her head, the saintess who was watching the outside of the window with her eyes wide open appeared.

jump!

It was right after that that Victim, who was sleeping in the next room, kicked the door without warning.

”Rain, Mr. Big Team!?”

”·····!”

On rare occasions, after hurriedly scribbling something on the memo pad that Vic Team always had, showing signs of bewilderment, he unfolded it towards Beltane.

-Because something seems to have happened to you. While I’m gone, please stay still and wait here.

You always write beautifully.

It was only for a moment that such admiration leaked into Beltane’s thoughts.

”Yes? What happened to Priest Rageis!?’

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Kwajik! Kwajijik!

A trembling atmosphere calling to the body as if frightened by something. The surrounding furniture crumbling like water-soaked snacks.

All of that alerted Beltane of a crisis.

”Now, wait! Well… I…”

fluff.

Before he had time to stop them, Beltane fell to the floor first, followed by Victim, losing consciousness.

Red eyes that lit up fiercely like beasts at night were already aiming at a target over the horizon.