episode_0047

“Glen?”

“Ah, yeah. Millie…”

And just like before, as soon as the people around her disappeared, Milicia naturally clung to Glenn. Now that he was used to it, Glenn immediately wrapped his arms around Milicia’s back, who was in his arms. Warmth was conveyed. It felt like they were sharing each other’s hearts and sincerity.

Yes, it felt like I was repeating myself many times, but I had to admit it. That I was a very lucky person. To have become close to the most beautiful woman in this country, no, on this continent, and to have become close enough to embrace each other and not want to part ways, was a reality that was certain to be the envy of everyone on the continent.

In the midst of such contact between the two, Milishia whispered softly. It was a whisper that tickled Glenn’s ear and made his earlobes turn red.

“Glen, why didn’t you tell me about your sister? You could have told me more yesterday.”

“Ah, to be honest… After hearing the story about the pilgrimage, all thoughts about my sister disappeared from my mind. And, t-t… Like your friend’s story, I only had thoughts about you in my head… Oh, no! It’s just that, t-t, thinking about my sister wasn’t a high priority, so I didn’t think about it right away! ”

Glenn spouted out nonsense excuses to Milicia, who was questioning him without really asking him anything, and Milicia smiled softly.

Oh, thank goodness. Although it was a bit late to talk about my sister, Milishia didn’t seem particularly offended. Well, it might be different if it were another woman who wasn’t related by blood, but since we’re family, it’s okay… It’s okay, right?

And, secretly, Milishia seemed rather pleased by Glenn’s honest excuse.

“Glen? If you’re my friend… are you talking about Sister Esther?”

“Oh, yeah. I don’t think you like me very much…”

“Glen… Please forgive Esther’s rudeness. Esther is my closest friend at the convent. She was the most active in recruiting attendants for this trip. She is a good friend who always worries about me and talks to me whenever I feel lonely. And in fact…”

Milicia carefully told Esther about her past.

It is said that she was born the second child of the Madeleine family, and was not enviable. However, she was born with a very rough nature, and she caused an accident at home and was forced to enter a convent. It is said that this happened when she was only 13 years old.

However, Esther herself is said to have laughed and said that it was because she had crushed the face of the rude writer’s son.

After that, she entered the convent and was bored with nothing to do, but she met Saint Milicia and they became close. The two met for the first time in the convent’s library and talked about books while sharing a hobby of reading, and when they realized they were the same age, they became very close.

‘You horny little brat! Are you wearing the count’s mask? Because a bastard like you has taken the noble seat, the country has become like this! How dare you, a big guy with a big head, dare to talk to our saintess-‘

‘Sister Esther! Stop it! Someone catch Sister Esther quickly!’

In particular, during the recent Opperspelle intimidation incident, she caused controversy by openly protesting to Opperspelle and swearing at her. As a result, Bishop Abraham imposed a disciplinary measure of not allowing her to leave the convent for two months as a protective measure.

So, in a situation where Militia was suffering, she was unable to help and was worried, but after being released from punishment during the winter, she is said to have been openly wary of and protecting the men around her.

When Glenn heard the circumstances, he was instantly convinced.

“Uh, yeah. Well, I’m fine. I think I would have been overprotective even if I were Esther. Um, definitely. ”

“Thank you. Hehe. I hope you two become friends. Esther also has a hobby of reading. ”

“Oh, really?”

“Actually…I hope we don’t get too close. It’s just my greed.”

Glenn hugged Milicia closer to him as he understood what she meant. For some reason, he felt good because he felt like he had seen Milicia’s honest feelings.

At the same time, I intuitively realized something. Was it now? It was a strange intuition.

When I hand over the ‘thing’ in my arms,

Oh, no? Not now. Then, what should we do? The two people were holding each other and maintaining silence without making any special movements, but one of them was trembling. The one who broke the silence in an instant was the woman.

“Glen, you know what? The moment the inauguration ceremony is over, you must always stay by my side as my knight escort. That means you and I are destined to never be apart until we achieve this task. ”

As he said that, he slightly lifted his face from her arms, and his bashful smile was so lovely that it was almost breathtaking.

Ah. This, my body is about to float with happiness. A man who cannot leave the saint’s side, no, he cannot. I’m sorry, all the men of the continent, full of dreams.

“So, after the inauguration ceremony, you can’t leave me? Especially…um…”

As she spoke with such happiness, Milicia suddenly trailed off. Hmm? While Glenn tilted his head, Milicia’s right hand came up to Glenn’s chest.

Milishia said, looking at Glen with a serious face.

“Glen. Tomorrow…after the inauguration ceremony, please do not leave my side. As a knight. Please.”

“Yes? Oh, yes. Of course. I will never fall.”

“Yes. Please…no matter what happens, don’t leave me. Please.”

Oh. At that moment, Glenn realized. There was a slight tremor coming from Milishia’s fingertips. He had kept it hidden, but he felt a slight fear.

Why? Why was she trembling with fear? Glenn couldn’t understand. Could something happen at the inauguration ceremony tomorrow? Could someone, someone who would be a burden to Milicia, show up? Tension? That wouldn’t be it. But…

Glenn hugged Milicia tightly. Milicia, who had a slightly complicated expression on her face, let out a “ah,” and blushed cautiously.

“As your escort knight, I will never fall.”

“Yeah…thank you, Glen.”

The two did not part until Esther’s grumbling voice was heard outside the room. They promised to spend the remaining time carefully for the inauguration ceremony tomorrow.

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“Did you have a good time, Glenn?”

“Huh? What are you talking about? How long have I been here?”

“Sometimes, they say, a minute can feel like an hour. For us, the time you spent with the saint made us feel that way. Hahahaha!”

“Stop talking nonsense! You had 5 minutes. 5 minutes! You knew that damn clock!”

Glenn and the Guildmaster were bickering, but neither Locke nor Briwen were paying attention to the conversation. Locke was writing down what had happened during his visit to the cathedral today and checking the next schedule, so he wasn’t paying attention. And Briwen was doing that because she couldn’t sort out her emotions.

Oh, I had expected it to some extent. To be honest, I thought there would be no room for me to squeeze in.

But, after seeing it in person, after seeing it in person, there was nothing but resignation in my heart.

It was hard for me to understand why I had accepted the guild master’s offer. However, I felt a kind of resentment welling up inside me.

What could it be? The fact that I’ve known you for a while longer?

Even so, it was meaningless since he couldn’t even heal Glenn’s wounds.

Then, was it because he suspected the relationship between the two? That was the most likely. Glenn was showing almost exactly the same behavior as a beginner in love. It was obvious that he was the type who would exaggerate even the slightest favor from the other person.

However, Glenn was at the same time pure and natural. He naturally knew how to return the favor of the saint. And, unlike other fools, he was smart. So, even when he received a favor, he always listened to the opinions of others about its interpretation.

Indeed, it was so brilliant that it was disturbing.

And Briwen, though she thought it was Glenn-like, didn’t like it. So she went to see for herself. As sure as he was, she felt she needed to see it for herself.

That’s why I accepted the secret commission of the Air Grants Church regarding the Saint’s duel. While acting like a professional, I saw with my own eyes the strong bond that only the Saint and Glenn had formed. That contact.

No. That could be…a kind of touching reunion, maybe. Even though she herself thought it was absurd, Briwen still couldn’t shake off her doubts. So when the guildmaster offered her the task of escorting the saint on her pilgrimage, she accepted without the slightest hesitation.

I didn’t even have to ask if Glenn was on the trip. I figured he’d be there.

And today, she saw. And realized. Already, there was no turning back. The two had created an enormous distance between themselves. They no longer created any gaps. Although they did not show it openly in front of others, they could tell from the way they spoke to each other, the occasional impulsive actions, and the blushing expressions that seemed to be aware of each other.

The elven blood, sensitive to the atmosphere, understood.

It’s already too late. If you wanted to achieve it, you should have started 1 year and 3 months ago.

“What a cruel reality.”

“Huh? Briwen, what did you say?”

“Nothing special. Just do your job well, ‘Guest Knight’.”

“Ugh! Bringing up the topic that people hate the most. It’s just as cruel now as it was then.”

“Well, that’s…”

That…what is that? Should I say that’s something that happens every day? Should I say that’s something that happens between you and me? Should I say that’s something that’s natural because you and I are friends? Or…or…

“Rivals, right? We are?”

“Huh?”

“Hmm…”

At those words, those words thrown out without thought, Glenn looked puzzled, and the guildmaster put his hand on his chin. Locke did not react.

Oops. Why did you choose this word? Like this, like this…

“What. When I hear that, I suddenly feel like apologizing.”

“What?”

Apple? Briwen absentmindedly turned her gaze away from where she had been looking. Glenn scratched his nose as if embarrassed, as if it were a habit. Oh. I’ve seen that look somewhere.

Yeah, definitely, not too long ago, about 5 years ago…

“At that time, when I was frustrated, you said, “It’s natural because we’re rivals.” But, I was so out of my mind that I was really cold. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. You were comforting me in your own way.”

Briwen was truly dumbfounded by Glenn’s completely unexpected behavior. What the? I thought you forgot. Did you remember?

That moment. That feeling at that time.

I ended up giving a slightly cynical answer without thinking.

“An apology in a place like this…You know it’s out of the blue, right? What are you going to do to repay me in the future?”

“Well, well…you’re not wrong, but…you said we’re rivals, right? You? Um, so…”

“Speak straight.”

“That, that means…Ah, it’s okay if we go back to the old days, beating each other up. Like back then, when we both had a desire to improve and become stronger.”

“Sigh.”

Idiot. Glenn, you are a guy. That’s not what I wanted to hear. That’s not what I expected to hear. I didn’t think that would come out.

But, for some reason, a smile appeared on my lips.

What is this? Joy? Why, with such a stupid answer? With such a pathetic and dishonest answer. Why? No. That, that is honesty.

However, this is the only way he can express himself to me.

Yeah. That’s the relationship between me and this little boy named Glenn.

In the past, I heard from my mother. She said that she had heard the resentment of many elven women who wanted to take over her father. Some elven women even seemed to have a much better relationship with their fathers, but in the end, it was her mother who ended up taking over.

She had whispered something like that to Briwen once, when she was an adult.

‘All elves have a love that is almost like a taboo. It is said that it is a privilege that only elves have, to live long and form relationships at any time.’

Yes. That’s it. Although he was only half an elf, the elven blood flowing within his body was clearly reacting.

In the relationship between the two people. And in the relationship between himself and Glenn.

then…

“I thought you’d grow up a bit after resting, but it seems like you just went back to being stupid Glen. Right, Master?”

“Hmm, it’s hard to deny.”

“Huh? Briwen, that’s too much! And the Master too?”

“Mr. Glenn, that’s quite possible.”

“Ro, even Locke! No, you don’t ignore me like usual, why are you meddling, Inma!”

“No, it’s just so pathetic. From the beginning to the end of your words. Everything.”

“Wow, really! These are my colleagues!”

“Poohahaha…”

At that moment, Briwen burst out laughing at that useless conversation. At Briwen’s sudden bright smile, Glen, the guildmaster, and even Locke all looked at her with blank expressions.

Briwen burst into laughter, wiped away the tears from her eyes, and spoke slowly.

“Really. You’re a guy who never gets tired. Glenn, you are.”

“You’re being sarcastic. Huh!”

“Haha. That’s fine for now. But…”

I approached Glenn. I crossed my arms and turned my head to show my distress. I approached the man. I could hear him swallowing his breath.

Guildmaster? Locke? It didn’t matter.

I lifted my finger and put it to the stupid guy’s forehead. And then I tapped it.

“Don’t forget those words, and show them with action. As you said, we’re rivals. Okay? Always be aware of what you need to do to act like a rival. ”

“Damn…I know you don’t have to say it.”

Despite Briwen’s actions, Glenn still turned his head away with a slightly frowning expression. Briwen laughed.

Yeah. This will do. For now, for now, this will do.

‘Feelings you can’t see, expressions you can’t see…’

That’s enough.

‘I wonder if there’s anything I can show you. Not for the time being. Obviously.’

Just that alone makes me feel like my bad mood from today suddenly skyrockets.

“Oh right. Guild Master. My sister. Since it has come to this…”

“Hmm? Well. I guess I’ll have to think about that. If your sister has talent…”

In that way, Briwen listened carefully to the conversation between the guild master and Glenn, and her steps as she returned to the Adventurer’s Guild became more brisk.