Chapter Index

    At dawn, when everyone was asleep, I sat down on a suitable rock and closed my eyes.

    A pleasant cool breeze of dawn brushes my cheek, and my ears are filled with the sounds of bushes swaying in the wind, a crackling campfire, and insects chirping.

    I enjoyed the sound for a moment and then slowly opened my eyes.

    “Hmm, the atmosphere is good.”

    How long has it been since I last looked up at the night sky alone?

    Just staring blankly at the sky for a moment.

    For some reason, my body was aching, so I placed my hand on the wooden sword on my waist and slowly swept it.

    In such a picturesque landscape, it is impossible not to swing your sword.

    He immediately pulled out his wooden sword and jumped down from the rock.

    Hmm, everyone will be asleep by this time?

    If I swing my sword too loudly, it might wake everyone up, so I’ll have to restrain myself a little.

    I took a stance.

    He slashed the sword from bottom to top.

    He turned his body around, waving his feet as if he was fluttering his feet.

    He slashed the sword horizontally.

    So I started dancing.

    Until the sun rises.

    Suddenly, I came to my senses.

    Where did the blazing bonfire go? In its place, only a pile of charred ashes remained.

    Hmm, how much time has passed?

    I stared blankly at him, then raised my head and looked at the sky.

    It’s a bit of a stretch to say that it’s completely daylight, but the light is slowly starting to come from beyond, suggesting that morning is just around the corner.

    … I didn’t realize how fast time had passed.

    He let out a small sigh and tucked the wooden sword into the belt around his waist.

    I think it’s time to slowly wake up the nameless.

    Now leaving behind the firewood that had become trash, he headed towards the tent where the nameless man was sleeping.

    He opened the tent door wide and pushed his upper body in.

    Myeong-i is still asleep even though I am right next to him, probably because he is tired from what he did with me yesterday.

    After looking at the sight for a moment, he approached the nameless person’s ear and opened his mouth to whisper.

    “Nameless, wake up now.”

    “… Yes, is it my turn?”

    Before I could even finish speaking, Anonymous opened his eyes wide.

    Hmm, I guess I’m still a bit tired because I overdid it yesterday… .

    Oddly enough.

    Nameless got up straight away without me having to shake my body or say anything else.

    It seems like you’ve chosen a good disciple.

    The corners of my mouth naturally went up.

    After wiping his face once, Myeong immediately started to straighten up the place he was lying down, making a move that seemed to make it easier for me to lie down, so I immediately grabbed Myeong’s shoulder and shook my head slightly.

    “The night watch is over, so now pack your bags.”

    “… Yes?”

    Moo-myeong, who had been banging the blanket spread on the floor, made a bewildered expression at my words, but soon his expression changed to one filled with guilt.

    “Then, Master, you couldn’t sleep, right? ”

    “What, I don’t sleep well? Your teacher doesn’t even sleep that much.”

    Of course, there was no intention of waking up Anonymous in the first place.

    As I swung my sword as if I was dancing for the first time in a long time, I lost track of time.

    He gave me a small smile with that meaning, but even though he heard me, his expression on his face was still blank.

    For some reason, when I saw that sight, a smile came out,

    He roughly stroked the nameless head that had become completely new and went out of the tent.

    “Organize it.”

    Originally, I was going to help you pack your bags too… .

    Looking at that condition, if I help him, he’ll continue to look like an abandoned puppy.

    It would be better to accept the anonymous consideration and rest comfortably.

    Hmm, right.

    It’s definitely not because I find it annoying.

    I was sitting on a large rock where I had sat for a while at dawn, looking up at the sky without any direction.

    Small noises began to be heard from the tent where the groom and Elia were sleeping.

    Hmm, it looks like you’re slowly waking up.

    I guess I woke up Anonymous at an appropriate time.

    “Thank goodness.”

    I whispered softly, feeling proud, and then I heard an answer I hadn’t expected.

    “What do you mean by fortunate?”

    … When did you come near me?

    I turned my head slightly in the direction where the answer came from.

    “Isn’t that Lucius?”

    “Nice to meet you, Cheonharang.”

    Lucius bowed slightly and looked at me.

    “This is the first time we’ve had a conversation like this.”

    “… Right.”

    I opened my eyes slightly and looked at Lucius.

    …when I see the energy I feel, it seems so trivial, there’s no way I wouldn’t notice it.

    Are you letting your guard down?

    no.

    It could be that this Lucius guy is hiding his realm from my eyes.

    Above all, wasn’t Lucius a warrior?

    It makes no sense that something with such a grand name could be so weak.

    I touched my belt with a little tension.

    Lucius didn’t show any reaction, as if he was mocking me for my actions that were so cautious.

    Lucius just looked into my eyes with a serious expression.

    At this point, I feel embarrassed for being so cautious.

    If you think about it for a moment, you probably didn’t come here to attack me out of the blue, right?

    There’s no need to pick a fight here.

    I think I overreacted because he was a warrior.

    “Tsk.”

    He clicked his tongue lightly.

    I didn’t really want to continue the conversation… .

    I guess I need to get a little closer to this guy.

    Still, I turned my head away, not wanting to see Lucius’ face.

    “So, what happened?”

    “I came here to ask you a favor.”

    But then, an answer came that made me look at Lucius again.

    ask?

    “… You? To me?”

    What does it mean?

    No, it’s a literal meaning without any interpretation.

    But why?

    Lucius nodded instead of answering.

    “Huh.”

    A hollow laugh escaped my lips.

    A favor? Isn’t the author a warrior?

    What could a child chosen by God possibly ask of me?

    I was briefly curious about the content of the request, but

    As soon as he saw the nameless man approaching us, who had finished packing his bags, he waved his hand.

    “I don’t really want to hear it right now. Try again later.”

    “I will do that.”

    Lucius bowed again and went back to his tent, perhaps to tidy up.

    I waved my hand at him roughly and sighed.

    …I felt it before.

    When I talk to the saint or the warrior, I feel my psychic power being torn away in real time.

    Well, I honestly don’t know if I’m good at controlling my facial expressions.

    I shouldn’t show this ugly side to anonymous people.

    So, I said let’s talk next time.

    He let out a deep sigh and raised his head.

    “It’s so damn sunny.”

    It’s dazzling.

    Time passed, and now it was fully daylight.

    Everyone has gathered to prepare for the carriage’s departure, but one of them is acting strangely.

    “Hipp-! I, I have to go somewhere urgently… .”

    I looked around at Elia’s words.

    Of course, this is the middle of the mountain where we temporarily parked the carriage.

    In a word, it means forest.

    He looked at Elia with somewhat cold eyes.

    “… Where on earth are you going?”

    “Ugh, uh… .”

    Lucius looked at Elia, who was spitting out words that could not be expressed in language, then sighed softly and opened his mouth.

    “… You must board the Saintess’s carriage to depart.”

    “Ugh… Right, yes… Sorry… .”

    Elia keeps glancing at me and Mu-myeong while fanning her face, which is constantly turning red.

    Why is it like that… .

    Seeing this behavior over and over again, I’m worried about the health of Elia, who is so close to God.

    He let out a small sigh and got into the carriage.

    Fortunately, Elia came to her senses and looked at us without any dilation or stammering.

    I wondered if the reason she was blushing was because she had heard something from God, but fortunately that didn’t seem to be the case.

    … I guess that’s an excessive worry.

    There’s nothing wrong with taking precautions, right?

    I nodded my head.

    However, Elia’s condition did not completely improve.

    The fact that her face blushes so much that it reminds me of strawberries whenever she looks at me and Muyeong remains the same.

    I can’t figure out the reason for this, so I’m just curious.

    Looking at Elia’s condition, it seems like today won’t be much different from the day before.

    And again, quietly, in an uncomfortable silence, the carriage would continue on its way.

    I let out a small sigh and focused my gaze on the scenery that was changing every moment.

    While I was thinking, ‘Should I just sleep leaning on the shoulder of an anonymous person?’

    Elia’s voice was heard.

    “I know it’s a bit embarrassing to ask this now, but… .”

    When I turned my head for a moment at the sound of the voice, Elia was staring at me and Myeong.

    “Harang and Anonymous are lovers, right?”

    “… Lover?”

    Elia frowned slightly at his question.

    Lovers?

    Doesn’t that child know that it is unfilial for a teacher and student to become lovers?

    I glanced at Anonymous out of curiosity about his reaction, and he was still looking out of the carriage.

    But you must have heard what Elia said.

    As evidence, the nameless person’s ears are red.

    Looking at that appearance, it seems like Moo-myeong is angry at Elia’s thoughtless words, but is holding back.

    Hmm, it’s maddening to be in a relationship with such an old person.

    For some reason, a corner of my heart felt a little tingly… .

    I can’t let Elia continue to misunderstand, so I have to say something.

    He let out a small sigh and opened his mouth.

    “Didn’t you say that you and Anonymous are in a priest-disciple relationship?”

    “Well, but still, the two of you slept in the same tent yesterday… .”

    “… ?”

    What is he saying?

    Wasn’t it common sense for a teacher and student to sleep in the same room?

    Why is there a need to sleep apart?

    And if sleeping in the same tent means you’re a couple, then why don’t Lucius and Elia sleep in the same tent?

    Isn’t this statement contradictory?

    He opened his mouth, one corner of his mouth raised in a crooked manner, as if he were pointing out a blind spot.

    “Didn’t you sleep apart from that guy?”

    “… Yes?”

    Elia tilted her head with a puzzled expression, as if she didn’t understand why the word Lucius was coming out of my mouth.

    My doubts grew as I looked at that sight, so I opened my mouth again.

    “Aren’t you and Lucius lovers?”

    “No? No?”

    Elia blushed and shook her head.

    Lucius glanced at Elia, then looked outside again.

    I looked at that sight and thought for a moment.

    Oh, so you’re not a couple yet?

    I feel sorry for the warrior, but… .

    Then, doesn’t that mean it’s okay to marry this child named Saint with anonymity?

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