episode_0514

A young lady named Lucy Aln that Arthur knew was a person who added rudeness to everything she said.

I did my best to get on the other person’s nerves by being sarcastic even when I could have said something normal.

Whether it is a servant, a friend, a superior, or a god. Even Arthur, who had been with Lucy for a long time, had only heard her speak normally once.

That one time when I cried and apologized in front of him.

Is that why? The sight of Lucy praying to the Lord in a calm voice with her hands clasped together came as a shock to Arthur.

Pure white skin that even darkness cannot oppress. The lines are so clean that one wonders if a human could have such a natural appearance. His appearance appears more noble due to the hard work that oozes out here and there on his body. Unlike usual, the voice sinks to the floor.

If we had to be honest, the atmosphere had changed, but the image of Lucy reflected in Arthur’s eyes seemed incomparably more sacred, noble, pious, and earnest than usual.

Looking at it like this, I can see how much Lucy Alln’s usual arrogance was clouding that guy’s appearance.

Perhaps the compulsion given to Lucy Alln was a shackle given by a God who was jealous of her appearance.

At that moment, when Arthur unconsciously smiled at the warm radiance emanating from Lucy’s surroundings, the string that made Lucy’s pigtails broke and her red hair fluttered in the air.

At the same time, the divinity flowing from her took shape and added light to the dark underground scene, and as Arthur looked at Lucy standing in the center of the light, he was reminded of a story from the mythical era.

This is a story about angels wearing armor who fought on behalf of God.

haha. I never thought I’d say this, but I think I understand why the Apostle of the Arts Church was so anxious for not being able to praise Lucy.

Lucy’s appearance, minus Monam, is so amazing. How can someone who praises art not admire it?

…If I tell the apostle about this in the future, would you please make me an accessory with her image on it?

At a time when Arthur was expressing his personal feelings in awe, Lucy Aln, who was shining brightly in the divinity of the Lord, opened her eyes.

She looked around the world with red eyes that were brighter than jewels, and when she faced Arthur’s blank eyes, she smiled like always.

“Could you please shovel the snow for me? If you look at me with eyes full of sexual desire, it’s a bit disgusting.”

“nu. Who was full of sexual desire?”

“Who is it? He’s an incompetent prince who doesn’t do his job and only voyeurs around.”

As Lucy’s gaze slightly lowers, Arthur blushes and hurriedly steps back.

“Lucy Is it true? Prince?”

Arthur, trying to ignore Frey’s innocent eyes from beside him, cleared his throat and looked to the side.

Like Arthur, the Sijo Sculpture, which had been looking at Lucy blankly, finally came to its senses and cleared its throat.

‘Wait a moment. I guess… there’s no need to check. All traces of the evil spirit have completely disappeared.’

“Everything was resolved just that once?”

‘You bastard. Do you not understand what just happened? What that child did cannot be described simply as a one-time occurrence! ‘It’s a miracle!’

Surprised by the word miracle, Arthur turned his gaze towards Lucy and blinked when he saw her yawning.

“What does the lonely prince’s imaginary friend say? You said you went to get rid of it because you were so fed up?”

“For now, that’s the case.”

“Really? Then, I will sleep and you can take care of the rest. Even an incompetent and stupid prince can do that on his own.”

“…sleeping? What is that all of a sudden.”

Before Arthur’s bewilderment ends, Lucy’s eyelids close and her body collapses.

At the moment when Arthur was about to reach out his hand in confusion at the sight of her falling like a doll whose strings had been cut, Frey caught Lucy before him.

Frey easily caught Lucy despite the difference in physique and hugged her with both arms.

“I can’t hand Lucy over to a prince full of lust.”

“…You. Do you know what sexual desire means?”

“No? I don’t know?”

Arthur sighed at Frey’s shameless reaction, as if asking if I could have known that, but Frey tilted his head and continued talking.

“Does the prince know?”

“Do I look like a fool like you?”

“Then explain it to me. What is sexual desire?”

“…”

Frey, is this guy really asking because he doesn’t know? I think you’re just pretending not to know and making fun of me?

is not it? Couldn’t Frey Kent have such intelligence?

no. what. okay. Even if everything else is the same. How do I explain sexual desire?

How do I explain the meaning of the things Lucy Alln said to tease me?

“Why can’t you explain?”

“…Now that I think about it, I don’t think I know either.”

“I see? So the prince was a fool like me?”

Arthur bit his lip as he saw Frey smiling brightly, calling him an idiot colleague. The sculpture of Sijo smiling mischievously next to him irritated Arthur.

*

Shortly after the Dean of the Department of Magic said he would go to tell Lucy, a divine spirit burst out from the basement of the academy.

The moment Joy encountered the divinity that was warmer than a midwinter bonfire, she naturally understood that it was Lucy’s.

Did you solve the problem again?

Maybe this is also part of the lady’s plan. Joy smiled lightly and made the magic circle that the Dean had drawn a while ago appear again.

“Paybee. Check this out with me…”

“Black.”

“…Pavey?”

“Ugh. Black.”

Joey turned his head after hearing the crying and his expression hardened when he saw Faby sitting on the floor and sobbing.

“Why. Why are you doing this!? Fabi?! What’s going on?!”

“Just now. Just a miracle. Ugh. Wow. Black. Youngae. Black!”

Fabi’s words were intermittent, but the meaning behind them was clear.

Lucy had just done something close to a miracle, and Fabi, feeling it, was shedding tears of emotion.

Although Joy thought it was unusual, she didn’t say anything because she knew that Fabie always cared for Lucy.

If Faby can even explain it as a miracle, there will never be an evil spirit in the magic circle again.

With that thought in mind, the moment Joy connects the magic circle to the power source, the magic circle glows a pure white color.

good. The magic circle is working normally. Now we just need to confirm that the academy’s barrier returns to normal.

Joy, who put her head out the window hoping that everything would work without any problems, let out a sigh of relief when she saw that a barrier was slowly rising from afar.

Phew. thank god. If the problem had arisen again this time, there would have been no real answer.

“Indeed. He seems to be the one who inherited the blood of the Patran family.”

Joy shrugged her shoulders at the familiar voice she heard from behind her, took a deep breath, and quickly changed her expression.

“You interpreted the magic circle that Erginus left behind.”

As Joy expected, the person seated behind her was the current kingdom’s first queen, Cavati Soladin.

“I just added my hand to the miracles that the saint achieved.”

She came to this place with the Dean of the Department of Magic and looked at Joey and Fabie in turns, then lowered her head.

*

“The daughter of the Alln family? Why is he asking?”

“Wouldn’t you know about that person?”

The place that blacksmith Inuki found was a clothing store on one side of the academy.

The old woman who was fixing clothes there doubled the wrinkles on her face, showing that she did not want to talk to Inuki.

“Do you think I will back down just because of that? Please answer quickly.”

“Yes. But why are you looking for him? There’s no way a warrior who hasn’t yet grown accustomed to your picky temperament will catch your eye, right?”

The old woman had a long-standing relationship with Inuki. That’s why I knew his eccentric temper all too well.

This crazy person who ignores even the king of a country if he is not a warrior that he recognizes.

“I’ll have to wait and see, but I think there might be an exception.”

“…you. Was that your preference? Although the lady is beautiful.”

“What crazy talk! This senile old woman!”

The old woman, seeing Inuki fussing, raised her eyebrows slightly.

Does this person really mean what he says? You acknowledged that the young lady has such talent?

Even if the daughter’s father is Lord Benedict. Also, even if it was declared that the young lady was very talented. It’s still not enough to win the approval of this grumpy old woman.

“Anyway, tell me quickly! Don’t you know Lady Aln?!”

“I know. There’s no way you wouldn’t know, because I repaired his clothes last time.”

“Hoo! That means there is a connection!”

“Yes. Yes.”

Regardless of this old man’s dirty personality, the sound of hitting a hammer is excellent.

Although he is now an old man stuck in a back alley, swinging a hammer as he pleases, he was once such a great person that he filled an entire city with customers.

If this guy were to say that he would make the lady’s armor himself, there would be no reason for me to stop him.

“ character. Don’t be too cocky and make me a kite. The relationship between me and you is not light, but you can do that much.”

“I understand. Instead, there is one condition:”

“Tell me.”

“When you make that armor, would you mind if I join you and make you a set of clothes? Is there something you really want to wear to the lady?”

“Hehehe. That’s not a big deal. good. Let’s go. Talk to that place called Yeon.”