episode_0009
by fnovelpiaPriestess Myra wearing white robes.
Paladin Julius wearing armor of the same color.
Two priests who were wandering the continent to spread their doctrines stopped at the city of Delophine. This is because a similar magical energy was felt around Delophine as when the dungeon appeared.
Definitely a concentration of demonic energy in the thick atmosphere. The dungeon will appear in a few days.
Dungeons are usually left to adventurers, but you never know what variables may arise. You may have to wait and then enter when the time comes.
The two, who had to stay in Delophine until then, came to the tavern to get a meal.
A waitress came to their table to take their order.
“You came today too?”
“Well, that’s right.”
“Can I give you the same thing as yesterday?”
“Yes, I’ll ask for that.”
As the waitress said, the two came yesterday and today. The combination of salad with potatoes and cold ale was Myra’s favorite.
Myra waved her feet back and forth as she waited for her food to be served. For a clergyman, her words and actions were light. This was something she could not enjoy in a crowded church, so Myra was more excited than usual now.
Even the small wait was good, and even the sightseeing, which was nothing special, was fun. It’s like doing anything other than studying is fun during exam time.
Myra looks around.
“Hmm?”
Suddenly, something strange caught her eye.
A side table where a man and a maid are sitting. The girl curled her upper body like an armadillo and trembled, holding her staff tightly as if she had just been hit by a cold spell.
The weather was so perfect that it couldn’t have been more comfortable to say it was cold, and it was too severe to say it was painful.
‘Why are you doing that?’
As expected, it appears that the man who appears to be the owner was scolded. Even though the girl is shaking, the man does nothing.
If we were to imagine further, wouldn’t it be that the girl made a mistake and was going back to the mansion to give her corporal punishment?
A girl trembles at the terrible future ahead.
Myra, who was called unsophisticated by priests every day, was a priest in the name of a priest. The appearance of a girl like a squirrel facing a snake stimulated Myra’s desire to protect.
Eventually, Myra stands up.
Julius’ head follows upward.
“Myra?”
Myra goes straight to the next table without answering.
“Hey, what’s up?”
Karami accepted it with a sly smile.
“Well. I don’t know either.”
“How could you not know? They are shaking like this.”
Karami looked at Myra and Mirabelle in turn.
Why is Mirabell shaking?
Of course I know.
‘It’s because of you guys.’
The witch’s natural enemy.
Those who killed their mother.
Of course, these priests may not have murdered Mirabelle’s mother, but the details of the circumstances were not important to Mirabelle. Because that’s what trauma is.
A person who has been bitten by a dog develops a fear of dogs, and a person who almost drowned is afraid of swimming.
Moreover, since Mirabelle has witch blood flowing through her, her fear will be felt even more clearly. Although she has not yet fully awakened as a witch, it is inevitable that she will feel anxious.
Karami decided that he needed to distance himself from them as soon as possible.
“Let’s go, Miss Mirabel. I think my physical condition is very bad.”
“Where are you going? What are you going to do? Should I at least swing a whip?”
When Karami tried to reach out to Mirabel, Myra snatched his wrist.
Crack, my wrist being crushed by Myra’s grip. It was so strong that Karami, an adult male, could not resist. Karami, who could barely hold back from almost screaming like a child at that moment, answered calmly.
“Haha, how much I care for this child, how could I do such a heinous thing? And.”
Karami’s eyes were bent like half moons.
“Even if that were the case, you are my slave and my property, so don’t you have the right to interfere?”
“As someone who serves God, I can’t turn a blind eye to people being bullied. I can at least provide education.”
Well, it’s because of you guys.
Anyway, because of this guy’s appearance and way of speaking, there is no way to solve this problem easily.
In the first place, I hate it when these discriminatory bastards, who would change their minds if they found out that Mirabelle was a witch, pretend to be just.
Look at the slave trader.
They are not concerned about race, and treat them with respect if they are judged to be of value. How equal. At this point, isn’t the slave trader the Martin Luther King of this era?
Ah, I have a dream. A dream where the world’s slaves are evaluated by value, not by race.
As the atmosphere became strange, Julius, who had been quietly watching, also approached Karami. People who thought it was okay for people to die as long as it was entertainment watched the situation with excited eyes.
An imminent situation.
It was Mirabel who broke the silence at that time.
“Well, I… … It’s okay… Oh… .”
He continued speaking with difficulty, still with his head down.
Myra bends her knees and makes eye contact with Mirabelle.
“If this kid is bothering you, you can tell me. My sister will scold me so I won’t do that again─”
widely!
Mirabelle pushed away Myra’s hand, which was trying to gently pet her, and clung to Karami. Mirabelle trembles in his arms.
Myra was greatly embarrassed, and a triumphant smile appeared on Karami’s face.
“Oh my, my. It looks like he was surprised by a suspicious person touching him so carelessly. It’s okay.”
Karami stood up while holding Mirabelle, took out a gold coin and placed it on the table.
“Sorry for causing a commotion. This is the cost of meals and apology fees.”
“Wow, not much to say. It’s okay if you make a fuss often.”
Fearing that someone might buy it, the store manager quickly put the gold coin into his arms. A smile had suddenly bloomed on his face, which had been rotten until just now.
As Karami passed by Myra, she raised the corners of her mouth and whispered.
“This and this. I’m not sure who is harassing whom. It seems like everyone in the world knows.”
“… … .”
“Let me tell you one thing, my child eats better and lives better than you.”
Karami, who cast her gaze at the table and said, “Look at you,” left the bar, and Myra couldn’t hold on like before. What she discovered was the dishes on the table.
Leftover bread, soup, and even meat. These dishes were too much to give to just a maid. He was even pretending to be with his master… .
I couldn’t imagine that someone who was abusive would do it.
“Ha, fuck.”
Myra sighed and let out a thick curse. As he said, I was completely mistaken. That’s why the girl trembled so pitifully.
If it’s not because of men, what on earth is it like that? Myra spent some time thinking about it, but she couldn’t figure it out.
“Well, the dishes you ordered came out… .”
The staff pays attention to the dishes as they serve them. Steaming potato salad and steamy ale.
It was Myra’s favorite combination, but it didn’t seem tasty today.
***
I stayed at the hotel with Mirabelle in my arms.
I entered the bedroom and sat down on the edge of the bed, but even at that moment, Mirabelle did not think about leaving me. They clung to each other like baby koalas.
Her small body was still shaking, so the emotional turmoil that Mirabelle experienced was conveyed without filtering. This probably means that the fear of encountering the priest was that great.
In cases like this, as a master, you must control the slave’s mentality.
“Haha, Miss Mirabel. Do I like it that much?”
Fuck, but this is all I can say. How can ‘Are you okay?’ change like this.
But Mirabelle, who would usually glare at me when I say something like this, didn’t move a single inch this time. Is this situation worse than I thought?
If you can see Mirabel’s status window.
[horror]
[unrest]
[Panic]
[Mental collapse]
It seems like there are all kinds of emotional debuffs.
How should I calm him down? Words will only make it worse. Should I buy some items with points?
The decision I made after much deliberation.
Pat pat.
It was a gentle pat on the back.
At a steady beat.
Continue until her shaking stops.
How much time has passed?
The tilting sun. The faint glow of the sunset enters the accommodation. The shadow of one person created by two people spreads for a long time.
Her arm, which had been numb for a long time, seemed to be moving, and only then did Mirabell stop shaking. The girl who became quiet just loosely wrapped her arms around my waist.
‘Just looking at this, it looks like I missed the right time to escape, doesn’t it?’
It’s embarrassing to pretend that I’m okay now after being offended for so long. After all, it is also the posture that was embraced by me.
Honestly, I don’t feel bad about this posture. No, it’s actually better.
Appropriate weight. Mirabelle is small in size, fits easily in one arm, and is soft. Even a subtle scent spreading from the nape of the neck.
Would it be perfect to use as a hugging pillow?
‘shit. Mirabelle, are you saying you’re the best at even hugging?’
However, I felt like Mirabelle would be embarrassed if I continued like this, so I decided to let it go.
“When you’ve calmed down, would you please come down? It’s heavy.”
As if she had prepared in advance, Mirabell fell with a smooth movement. I kept my distance further than usual.
Mirabelle’s fair face was slightly flushed, perhaps because it was heated by the setting sun. He opened his eyes slowly and glared at me.
“No, it’s not heavy.”
“Have you not been eating well these days?”
omg.
I think I heard something like that.
Mirabelle’s pupils swayed from side to side, perhaps because it was a factor she hadn’t considered.
It’s a joke.
I’m just saying this, but why are you listening so seriously? If you were heavy, the world would have sunk into the sea a long time ago.
I smiled slyly, and then Mirabelle, who realized that I was joking, pouted and puffed out her cheeks. Then, as if feeling discouraged, he let out a light sigh.
Mirabelle came over and sat down next to me. The low-lying atmosphere of Mirabell. The expression is quite serious.
With that expression on his face, he begins to tell the story.
“Don’t you understand why I did that earlier?”
“Yes.”
no.
“I’m actually hiding something.”
I know what it is.
“If you listen to this… What should you do? Maybe they’ll abandon me. I’m sure it will.”
Is that possible?
I think those thoughts, but the words don’t come out.
Even if I didn’t give a specific answer, Mirabell continued to say what she had to say in silence.
“Phew… .”
Mirabelle took a long breath, relieved one layer of tension, and spoke in a solemn voice.
“I… Actually, she’s a witch.”
Well, I know.
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