episode_0009

I tapped Aaron’s back and sighed, thinking that I should read the achievements I hadn’t read yet.

Unread message:

[Transcendent Achievement!…

Oh, here it is.

But it’s a top-tier achievement.

What could be the top-tier achievement I can obtain in the heavenly realm?

[Trust of the Goddess], [Favor of the Goddess], [Companion of the Goddess], [Trace of the Goddess], [Destruction of the Heavenly Realm], [Successor of the Goddess]… There are many.

Could it be Trust or Favor that holds potential? Or maybe Trace.

I pondered over each one while reading the achievements.

[Transcendent Achievement! You dared to forcefully contract with a great being and successfully completed the contract!]

“Huh?”

“..What? Why are you like this?”

“No, wait a moment.”

“Why are you saying it’s nothing when your expression looks so bad! What else…”

No, it’s not like that, okay?

Let’s continue reading for now.

[To the despicable you who mocked and deceived a great being into a forced contract… Look at the wording.

Who writes these achievement messages?

When did I do something so despicable again?

[Presenting ‘Fair Contract 3 times’!]

I was taken aback by the narrow-mindedness and distortion of the achievement message, expressing my surprise with my mouth.

“Really?!”

They’re really giving this?

Wait, isn’t this a bonus item for purchasing DLC?

‘Fair Contract’

Items like this, resembling skills, are items that come in your inventory when you buy DLC.

Despite some uproar on forums where players who claim to have played protested against using such items, I didn’t care and used it.

I had to research if this could help save more characters.

The conclusion was a failure, but no one in the forum could deny that this item was quite good.

And what does this item do?

[Additionally, the mark of a great being descends upon you!]

Huh?

[‘The Primordial Light that embraces all gazes at you and says, ‘This is a gift!’]

As the message arrived, the room with only Aaron and me began to be engulfed in light.

A violent yet embracing warmth that seemed to consume everything.

The light overflowed, filling the room, and soon started to draw into my palm.

“B-Bihan…!”

Wow.

While receiving the mark in the game, I had thought that developers paid great attention to design, but seeing it with my own eyes, it was incredibly beautiful.

Watching the monochrome aurora swirling in the room, I looked at Aaron, tears welling up in my eyes, and realized.

Ah.

“Mark..! Indeed, Bihan, you! The Goddess acknowledges you as well…! It’s truly… truly fortunate, Bihan… so fortunate..”

I realized that I had crossed an irreversible river.

In Aaron’s arms, embracing me, looking up at the sky, I thought.

Solha… Thank you, but please watch the timing…

“Truly, truly… fortunate..”

Quietly closing my eyes in Aaron’s embrace, feeling his warmth on my back.

The divine mark that seems to prove that the son has no connection to the seed of evil.

That sanctity implying that the Goddess will now protect your child.

Aaron, moved by the bright future of our firstborn that I always worried about.

The culmination of all these feelings was

“So fortunate,, so fortunate..”

-Thud

It was a fractured coccyx.

Bihan, are you human or made of glass?

…

The bone breaker who shattered my collarbone was taken aback and called for a priest to treat me. The priest, upon seeing the traces of sanctity in the room and the scar on my hand, stopped the knights from trying to worship me in astonishment, and as they entered the room, shocked by the priest’s reaction, wiping away the tears of the knights who wept, saying, “We never forgot the young master from our childhood. As expected…” with a nauseated expression, I returned to bed after wiping their tears, only to be worried by Aaron about my well-being, circling overhead like a swallow, telling him not to worry because I am healthy, and only then could I finally have some time alone.

Geez, what is going on?

I expressed gratitude to Solra, who gave me the strength I needed, and exhaled heavily with conflicting emotions, grateful for the timing matching my fatigue and wondering if they were trying to kill me.

Now, can I finally rest..?

With that thought in mind, having defeated Bihan, who had not slept due to 40 hours of continuous gaming, what were they doing?

Naturally, they were spreading what they had witnessed everywhere.

Aaron narrating that the son, who had been a sore finger, was actually this child, supported by the knights and priests.

“Bihan went through such an ordeal. Despite suffering at the hands of a dark sorcerer, he ultimately defeated the sorcerer with his own hands. The goddess herself bestowed the scar upon him, watching over him.”

“Yes! I am Knight Rohan. I witnessed it all. The sight of the vile sorcerer falling before the young master! His demeanor while wiping our tears in the room filled with sanctity! I saw it all.”

“I, Knight Typhoon, also saw it. The scar on the back of his hand. Just like Lady Vivian’s…”

“I, Senior Priest Adolf, saw it. The powerful sanctity filling the room! Despite his broken collarbone, he calmed us all without flinching a single eyebrow! The deep mark left on his hand!

Overcoming a weak body and walking his path, his outstanding spirit truly embodies Wibermensch! Bihan must be revered as the Pope!”

Although the last priest’s words were somewhat unsettling, they said:

Bihan has earned recognition from the divine.

Having endured the dark sorcerer’s attacks and protecting himself and us, even though it was tough to watch, those who heard these words reacted differently.

Believers.

-As expected, young master. Your bright and clear eyes from your childhood are still unforgettable. I always thought you would return with that shining look even when your temperament suddenly changed!

-The divine recognition is truly remarkable.

Sympathizers.

-Oh, how difficult it must have been. From such a young age…

-Yet, despite everything, there hasn’t been anyone harmed by him, so Young Master must also be Adelheid’s adversary.

Skeptics.

-Is everything because of the dark sorcerer…? Still, too many incidents…

-So the dark sorcerer didn’t just refuse to marry his fiancée on the street and lie on the ground, ordering them not to move..?

-It’s not just the dark sorcerer, then..

While the mansion’s residents showed various reactions, they all nodded in agreement.

The one who spoke was their master, and being a priest following the will of the divine,

they discussed among themselves about the young master, expressing admiration, sympathy, and acknowledging his hardships.

Is it for nothing that word travels fast?

Stories about Bihan began to spread.

Even to those directly involved.

“Is that true, sir?”

-Yes, Miriam. It’s all true…

-Thud

“If that’s true, then I guess I have enough reason to act, right?”

-Miriam? How about bringing Vivian here first and discussing before taking action?

“Vivian will be with the escort, so please take care. Please tell Vihan, ‘I will come with a gift of apology.’”

– Miriam? Miriam! Please, back home…

– Clang

“Hmm. Accidentally broke the communication device, huh? Well, I guess we can contact later.”

– Knock knock

“Come in.”

The woman’s words opened the door to reveal a girl with white hair that seemed to settle like snow, her eyes matching her white hair. Stretching by the doorway, the girl, upon the woman’s welcoming gesture, brightly smiled and embraced her as she extended her arms.

Curiously eyeing the woman while puffing her cheeks, the girl asked, “Mother… Where are you going?”

In response, the woman smiled apologetically and said, “Hmm… It turned out that way.”

“Is that so?”

While wearing a sad expression at the thought of leaving, the woman gently stroked her daughter’s head, who did not ask her not to go but looked at her with affection.

“It’s related to Vihan.”

“Oh, my brother…?”

“Yes.”

The woman displayed a complex expression upon hearing that her daughter still referred to Vihan as her brother.

Both Vihan and Vivian were precious children born from her womb. Naturally, she hoped for both of them to be happy and cherish each other.

As if understanding her words, the young pair had truly gotten along well in their childhood.

Vihan cherished Vivian and showered her with love, while Vivian adored her older brother and always appeared joyful.

A world where the daughter and son cherished each other, and the husband and herself watched over them happily.

However, that once blissful world shattered suddenly.

Vihan was always distant, while Vivian started to grow distant unexpectedly.

Vihan changed gradually, while Vivian remained the same.

Vihan grew colder, and Vivian felt unease.

It seemed like Vihan no longer loved Vivian, and Vivian, faced with this sudden loss of affection, struggled to regain the love that had vanished.

Then, one day, something happened.

Vihan lashed out violently at Vivian, hurling harsh words unlike anything before.

Horrified by his actions, she entrusted Vihan to Aron and took Vivian away.

Comforting the shocked Vivian, helping her piece together the memories of that day, it hadn’t been long since she had brought her back.

She received a message from her husband.

Black mages.

Those cursed beings.

They shattered the happy world of her beloved family.

She felt sorry for Vihan and Vivian.

How difficult it must have been.

How sorrowful.

She must have felt abandoned by the world.

She couldn’t bear it any longer.

Her husband’s words about Vihan risking his life to defeat the black mages struck her heart, expressing his desire to escape that torment at any cost.

Regretfully smiling, she contacted her friends.

“Help me. There are people who need to be dealt with.”

Longtime acquaintances agreed to help her with fierce smiles.

With them by her side, they could tear apart those vermin until the very last one.

One concern lingered in her mind.

Vihan and Vivian.

Their hearts.

Vihan must be scarred from the past, and Vivian must be lonely, unable to forget the past.

So, cautiously, she broached the subject.

“Vivian, my daughter.”

“…Yes, Mother.”

“…When we return to the family this time.”

“…Yes.”

“Meet… Vihan.”

“My brother… here?”

“Yes. Meet him.”

If only they could be as happy as they were in the past.

Loving and caring for each other like they used to.

Thus, the woman smiled faintly.

“…Yes. I will.”

Seeing Vivian’s anxious yet hopeful smile in response, she too felt hopeful.

And then,

As Vihan lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, he suddenly came face to face with Vivian, who had just stretched out.

“Why are you doing this to me, really?”

Responding to the sound of Vivian’s whimpering, I looked at her and got up from the bed.

She was still bowing her head, fidgeting with her fingers. In front of Vivian,

*Thud*

I knelt down.

*Thump!*

Then, banging my head on the floor, I said,

“I was wrong. Vivian…!”

So please spare me!

There was no shame in begging before Vivian, the “Mad Saint” who had set fire to the most enemies and allies in the game .