Chapter Index

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    Through the letter that arrived from the Holy Empire, we were able to look into the unfortunate past of the first saint.

    Crooked handwriting.

    There were several sheets of tightly written letter paper.

    I read the letter in front of Jebeline, who looked at me with anxious eyes. As I read the content, which was overflowing with countless emotions, I realized the pain and loneliness that Jebeline must have been experiencing.

    “So what are you going to do?”

    asked the saint.

    Then a sharp answer came.

    “The parents sold their daughter just to get a few gold coins. It’s not even worth considering. I’m sure they’re trying to get even a little more.”

    The corners of my mouth were trembling.

    It may be that he is trying hard to suppress his emotions.

    He may be speaking in a poisonous manner on purpose to erase any remaining regrets and hesitations from his mind.

    Jebeline’s seemingly unconscious reaction seemed to represent her complicated feelings. I handed back the letter I had read while staring at Jebeline.

    “Are you serious?”

    “Sure.”

    “Hmm… . In that case, I should respect your judgment.”

    “… … .”

    I have no intention of meddling for no reason.

    Because only you have the right to decide your future.

    This is a decision made by Jebelin.

    Therefore, I decided to respect her decision.

    Even when we first met three years ago, he was extremely reluctant to reveal his past. I thought that since I was dragged to the front line where survival and death were repeated, I must have had an unfortunate past… . I never would have guessed that he was sold by his parents and sent to a monastery.

    “I… She’s a really bad girl, right? He must have felt disillusioned with me.”

    “Well. Because I am not in an honorable position either.”

    “I decided to completely cut off my blood ties. The woman who is the first saint of the Holy Empire! Where else in the world can there be a single person like this?”

    “… … .”

    That is correct.

    If it becomes known to the public, it will be impossible to avoid countless criticisms.

    The first saint abandoned her parents.

    Fearing that his unfortunate origins would be revealed, he ignored his parents’ pleas.

    Clearly, even if Zebeline’s parents did not come forward, the cardinals of the Holy Empire would carry out black propaganda. The letter Zebelin received was a warning that he would be exposed if he did not return to the sanctuary.

    “Maybe so. But even if everyone in the world criticizes me, I’m always on your side.”

    “You are really good at seducing women. Truly a playboy.”

    Why?

    I am confident that I have lived a fairly decent life.

    Following Ludmilla, Zebeline was also given the unhealthy title of ‘playboy’.

    “It doesn’t matter what decision you make. Because I will always protect you.”

    “Ugh… !”

    I stretched out my hand and stroked Jebeline’s head.

    It looks like a fluffy snow rabbit.

    I thought as I looked at the pure white silver hair and brightly shining blue eyes.

    “I kept hesitating today… I am now firm.”

    “Yes?”

    “The damn old people of the Holy Empire were the first to issue a challenge, so you should accept it.”

    “That means… . No way!”

    I’m going to the sanctuary.

    He expressed his firm decision to the first saint.

    Then Zeveline shook her shoulders and let out a cry of astonishment.

    “Are you sane? Anyone can see that it’s a trap!”

    “Maximilian is in the sanctuary. And your parents are at the sanctuary too.”

    The reason why Maximilian appeared is unknown.

    However, Jeveline’s parents were currently held hostage.

    In the end, if Zeveline doesn’t accept the request, harm will be done to her parents. Hostage-taking, threatening the life of a hostage, was a vicious tactic frequently used by the Holy Emperor against cultists.

    “The old people of the Holy Empire will treat you not as a white dragon, but as a curse from hunger.”

    The tyranny that had been reduced to a puppet of the Earth Mother was finally revived. The cardinals of the Holy Empire who heard the news must have been afraid that the disaster of famine would soon be revived.

    It has already been determined that she is not the First Saint but an Apostle of Hunger.

    There was no way the fanatics who absolutely worshiped the Earth Mother would not kill Zeveline’s parents. Even if they don’t kill it right away, they will deal with it secretly after it has exhausted its usefulness.

    “It’s okay to cut ties with the abusive parents who sold their daughter. Because it was a decision you, the victim, chose. But you can’t let him die, right?”

    “… … .”

    I took Jebeline’s hand.

    As expected, the soft grip was trembling pitifully.

    How scary and painful it must be.

    It must be a pain that anyone other than those involved can never sympathize with.

    I may not be able to bear the same pain, but I can help you overcome it. Therefore, Jebelin decided to accept the challenge of the Holy Empire so that he could fully overcome his unfortunate past.

    “Why are you helping me so much? He said he had no intention of interfering… .”

    “Of course I like you.”

    “P.I. The old maid must have been coaxed like that. Because she’s an easy girl who can easily be put off by sugar-coating.”

    “… I won’t deny it.”

    When I confessed the truth, Jebeline laughed and shook her head.

    A person who can’t help it.

    He said that while moving his plump lips.

    The saint with flowing silver hair stretched out both hands and hugged the back of my neck. At the same time, I lifted my toes high.

    “… … !”

    I felt a soft warmth covering my lips, along with a sweet body odor that stimulated my sense of smell.

    Two eyes gently closed.

    Cheeks as reddish as a peach.

    As I looked at the slender face in front of me, I realized that we were kissing.

    To return the kiss from the first saint, she stretched out both hands and hugged her slender waist. Zeveline’s body was hotter than ever, so much so that it could be seen even through her robes.

    “Hmph, hmm… !”

    As he inserted his tongue, he covered the virgin’s inexperienced kiss.

    hot.

    And it was soft and moist.

    When I touched her teeth with the tongue that was exploring her mouth, Zeveline trembled her shoulders and let out a heated moan.

    “Fu, haa… !”

    They ended their deep kiss by parting their lips at the same time.

    The thread was stretched.

    The area around the lips was stained with saliva, as if showing a passionate kiss.

    Jebeline’s face, heated with passionate desire, was lovelier than ever. He briefly kissed the saint’s bright red lips and wiped away the saliva.

    “Are you really going to the sanctuary?”

    “Yes.”

    “Okay. but… I will also accompany Ethan.”

    “… … .”

    Are you going together?

    Are you going to accept the Holy Kingdom’s intentions as is?

    It must be dangerous.

    There was no telling what would happen in the sanctuary.

    Jebeline must have sensed the anxiety in her heart, and expressed her determination with eyes full of determination. I nodded and decided to respect her judgment.

    * * *

    We will do as the Seonghwangguk people want.

    This is close to a declaration of war.

    no,

    This was a declaration of war against those who worshiped one god.

    Ludmilla seemed to have expected it to some extent and answered in a calm voice.

    “In the end, did you choose the thorny path?”

    “Yes.”

    “I’m really sorry. Even if I hadn’t lost my reason to the tyrant… . The revival of tyranny has given them an excuse.”

    “The cardinals in the sanctuary are intentionally causing a runaway of financial resources. Even if it wasn’t for the last incident, it would definitely have had its hand on us.”

    War. Tyranny. Kia.

    All of Innocent’s fortunes gathered together, except for Death, who was about to be resurrected.

    A complete resurrection must be prevented.

    The people of the Holy Empire began to move desperately to protect the throne of the One God.

    This is war.

    The fortune of Mother Earth and Mugo.

    The Gods of Creation and Gods of Disaster, who had repeatedly gone to war to seize the throne of the One God, were preparing for all-out war once again. It suddenly occurred to me that maybe it was meant to be like this.

    ‘The author probably didn’t know that the misfortune he created would shake up the world view so much.’

    Mugo’s misfortune was originally just a concept created to explain the Demon Lord of Death, the source of all evil that appears in the story. As shown, other misfortunes other than death do not appear in the story.

    The red dragon of the empire was the scourge of tyranny.

    And the white dragon of the Holy Empire was actually the misfortune of Kia.

    It’s probably just a setting created to provide a twist to the readers of the work. However, the unexpected setting that came to mind in an instant grew into a aftermath that destroyed the worldview of the story.

    Isn’t it absurd?

    I wonder if this situation is called the butterfly effect.

    “Ludmilla, we will now prepare to leave for the sanctuary.”

    “Yes… .”

    As the second princess representing the Valtaria Empire, she could not fight against the Holy Empire of Gael. Because the Empire was a country that worshiped the Earth Mother as its sole god, along with the Holy Emperor.

    Therefore, Ludmilla, who had awakened as an apostle of tyranny, had to be excluded.

    “Before I leave, I go see Liza and Lue. If you leave without saying anything, you’ll be very worried.”

    “Of course.”

    I nodded, thinking of the beautiful villainess and the mean-spirited fairy.

    Enter the sanctuary.

    If I were to report this as is, what kind of reaction would I get?

    I’m sure Elisabeta would be very surprised and shudder. And Lue would show a cute appearance, tilting her head to the side.

    “What… . Isn’t it possible that the Holy Emperor simply called to restore friendship? So you don’t have to worry too much.”

    “Don’t you know best that it’s not possible?”

    I can’t win either.

    In response to Ludmilla’s answer, he clicked his tongue and smiled awkwardly.

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