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‘Okay, I’ll go.’

‘Hey, bro?’

‘Oh, my lord. Is it true?’

‘Okay. Tell me the date and place.’

‘Brother, what’s going on with you?’

Not only the servants who brought the news, but also the younger brother were shocked by his brother’s easy acceptance of the offer.

The servants who had initially come with a sense of despair were jumping for joy at the unexpected positive energy.

However, his younger brother Elderis could not do that.

Why are you acting like this all of a sudden, hyung? If it were normal, the family dogs would be running wild and making a fuss.

He often recalled his days as an adventurer, or more precisely, the time when the Demon King was in power.

At that time, I recalled the figure of the head of the Schwenheiser family, who had been frantically opposing his two sons from setting foot on the limb and had urged them to return.

Every time that happened, my brother would make mocking or sarcastic remarks, and then openly volunteer for the battlefield as if he was telling me to go fuck myself, openly rebelling against the family.

The relationship had reached such a level of formality, and he accepted it so easily? So, one night when all the servants had left, I cautiously asked my brother about his true feelings.

‘Brother, are you serious?’

‘I’m serious.’

‘Oh, really? Oh my… I didn’t know that my brother would be interested in something like this kind of engagement…’

‘That’s not it, you idiot.’

‘huh?’

And what Elderis saw was a smile filled with insidiousness.

He saw an expression that only someone who was truly serious about teasing someone could possibly have. His brother looked like he was on the verge of causing a huge accident.

No way, bro, no way…

‘We heard about the study abroad program in the Northern Kingdom, right?’

‘Uh, uh…hyung, uh, no way…’

‘Should we move our departure date up a bit? We can do some sightseeing too.’

‘Now, wait a minute! At least let the family know…’

My brother, who shook his head vigorously and smiled refreshingly, blurted out such ridiculous nonsense.

‘The more people there are, the more likely it is that a lie will be revealed, little brother.’

As always, his younger brother Elderis failed to stop his older brother Elthus’s atrocities.

“That’s how the marriage proposal that was supposed to be an engagement was broken. And it left a terrible prank and aftermath. They sent a strange box along with a letter informing of their absence, saying it was a gift.”

“A strange box? Something sounds unsettling.”

Of all things, it was a gift left behind by ‘that magician brother’. If you look into the circumstances, it seemed like there was something hidden there that could cause trouble.

In Glenn’s two eyes, the face of the saint was full of worry. Ah, as expected. Glenn’s premonition was sadly proven right.

“From inside the box, all sorts of strange creatures jumped out with the light, and made a mess of the venue. I saw it myself… They were lifting tables, smashing cakes, and teasing the servants… They were bad pranksters. I think they were some kind of leprechaun… And they disappeared soon after. They laid waste to the surroundings, as if they had completed their mission. ”

“ And… the engagement party was completely… shattered.”

The saint nodded heavily as if in agreement. She said that she could see her friend laughing in vain at the engagement ceremony, which was full of chaos and chaos. Still, she came dressed up and beautiful for the first time in a long while, even though it was the engagement ceremony.

Everything was turned into bubbles, or rather, ash, in an instant. What was left was the ugly sight of a saint comforting an abandoned girl and the heads of two families screaming and blaming each other…

And then, there were only the footsteps of a wizard who had run away like a rascal.

“After that, everything naturally went back to normal. The Madeleine family naturally sent Esther back to the monastery, and Esther also fulfilled her duties as a nun as if nothing had happened. Only this time, she didn’t even say the word ‘boring’… Still, for a while, it seemed like the incident had left a scar on her mind, and she had a very distressed expression on her face. Perhaps, the wound hasn’t completely healed even now.”

“Of course. That bastard Elsadus, no matter what, he’s like that. How can he play such a prank on someone he doesn’t know?”

It was a story that he would never believe under normal circumstances. It was natural. Glenn had lived with Elsudas, risking his life in a place that was like a limb.

Although he was a wizard who had a foul mouth and was annoyingly squeaky, he was not afraid to help others and showed excellent skills in the tasks he was given. Glenn had trusted and empathized with Elsathus many times because he had entrusted his back to the tall young man. Of course, he couldn’t exclude the bond that had formed when he got angry together when he was teased about being his younger brother.

That Elsa, who is like that, would play such a big prank on a complete stranger, a noble lady and her family.

Elderless Imma. What were you doing? You should have been more proactive in stopping him. How could you not stop him in such a situation, when you were so polite?

The saintess smiled a bit bitterly, as if she understood the question that was coming from Glenn’s expression. Oh, that expression. There was something strange. It seemed like she knew something that Glenn didn’t know.

“Um…Actually, that’s not true. Esther told me before…the two of them met a few times before. Back then, when the Demon King was still alive.”

“Huh, what?”

For a moment, Glenn realized that his voice was slurred, but he didn’t think to correct it. His expression, filled with curiosity, grew more eager. Have we met before? When and where?

However, the beauty who possessed both holiness and beauty shook her head.

“Glen. Perhaps…I think Esther herself should say more. But I can say for sure. Mr. Schwenheiser’s prank, his actions…it was something that pushed a firm determination into Esther’s heart.”

“What kind of…firm resolution?”

“Yeah. If you don’t say it yourself, I can’t say it either. Above all…”

Oh, oh? Glenn felt that if there was nothing wrong with his eyes, the saintess’s cheeks were definitely swollen. No, they were. A slightly, heartbroken expression. An expression so cute and lovely that it could melt a heart.

“Glen… Are you that curious about Esther’s story, besides mine? Aren’t you curious about me?”

Oh, what a mistake I made! Glenn instinctively realized how dangerous it was to bring up other women’s stories in front of his woman(?). It was almost common sense that it would not be good to talk about other people in front of your lover. However, since they were new to dating, the two of them realized it a little late. And the saintess was just a little faster than Glenn.

Glenn stammered an excuse.

“Ah, no. Millie. That, that’s enough. Of course, of course! I, I was just a little engrossed in Millie’s story… I wasn’t really curious about anything more than that. Really. Hahaha…”

The rest, I’ll ask you later, discreetly… Glenn’s mind was spinning as he thought of changing the subject. Of course, it was too much of a waste of time to talk about someone else when he and Millie had been together for so long.

So, what topic should we turn to in order to change Millie’s mind?

Oh, come to think of it…

“milli.”

Subtly, Glenn came closer to Milishia. The saintess, who had been turning her head slightly, turned her gaze to Glenn with a face that seemed bewildered by the sudden approach.

Oh, hey. Rivals(?). Do you see this? This is what it looks like? I’ve never seen you get this close to the saintess. No, you probably didn’t even try. But you know one thing for sure.

You guys will never be able to see such a non-repulsive appearance even if you die.

“Milli. I wanted to say that in the meeting earlier, but… Don’t worry. I’m here with you.”

“Huh, Glenn?”

“Prince Endymian.”

“Ah…!”

When the name was mentioned, the saint flinched slightly in surprise.

Well, this is a bit of a feeling, definitely something that will hurt. Even the existence of Opperspelle did not shake the saintess to this extent. But that man, that man named Endymian…is showing his presence within the saintess to this extent.

That was Glen, who, as the person closest to the saint, was not to her liking.

“I know. This plan is hard to accept. You have a lot to worry about. But, I know you better than anyone else, who believed in me and supported me. Last time, during the final assault on Operspelle, the sincerity you whispered to me… I always keep it in my heart and look at you. So, even if it’s hard, please trust me. And your friends. ”

“Glen…”

“Ah… Above all… Don’t blame yourself, Millie.”

“Ah…”

At those words, at those words, Millie’s pupils widened. As if her heart had been stabbed. And then, she leaned against Glenn as if she was collapsing. Glenn carefully embraced the saintess who was slowly digging into his arms.

“Don’t blame yourself, Millie.”

“Ah…”

At those words, at those words, Millie’s pupils widened. As if her heart had been stabbed in the chest. And then, she leaned against Glenn as if she was collapsing.

Glenn carefully embraced the saint as she slowly and carefully dug into his arms.

“It felt like a huge rock had entered my heart…”

“Yeah.”

“I wanted to be with you, that was my only wish…Why on earth do things happen that prevent me from fulfilling my wishes…Is this because of the karma from the life I’ve lived so far…Isn’t it true that all the acts of helping people, of being kind to them…are wrong…It breaks my heart so much.”

“It’s not your fault, and…it’s not their fault. Millie, do you remember?”

“Remember…?”

Glenn recalled as he spoke.

‘That feeling is never wrong.’

‘Don’t judge that kind of feeling that shook you is wrong.’

‘Don’t deny the you who liked him, the you who was like that.’

‘You, the noble saint, and you, the one who loved the warrior, were always beautiful.’

No, Militia also remembered those days.

At best, it had only been two days since they had met. It was the day she had boldly invited him into her room.

And… it was the day I heard gentle comfort that I had never heard before.

It was the day that she began to feel fond of Glenn.

“There’s nothing wrong with liking someone, or with someone liking you.”

“That, Glen…”

On her slightly raised face, tears were visible. Tears. They were Milishia’s tears. Even that expression of mixed sadness and emotion was as beautiful as the moonlight, so Glenn couldn’t stop smiling.

Again, he gently embraced Milicia. He embraced his lover. Then, something warm touched Glenn’s back. It was Milicia’s arm.

“So tell me. Millie. No, command me. To your knight.”

“Put into action a plan to defeat those who block your path and block your wishes.”

“Glen…”

So, for a while, the two people held each other in their arms, not letting go.

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Even the place that some monks of the Church of Airgrants called their residence had a definite name.

Fortress of Hope.

It was a name that many people came together with the same purpose of wanting to purify and redevelop the central region.

Yes, at first it was definitely a fortress. It was still used to repel attacks from the numerous monsters roaming the central region, and to take over and purify the lands they roamed.

However, as time passed, people other than soldiers and adventurers began to increase. First, the priests of the Airgrants Church came to spread the will of the gods and help those fighting on the battlefield. After that, merchants came to supply the fortress with daily necessities.

Finally, along with the families of the fortress people, ordinary people came in to build houses, provide food, and share drinks. Here, some wanderers who had been wandering the continent without a destination also made a bold decision to live inside the fortress. From then on, the fortress began to emphasize and exert its function as a ‘residence’ or ‘village’ more than as a ‘fortress’.

Of course, this was possible through the hands of a man, the head of this residence.

And the man was now standing on the watchtower, unable to take his eyes off the horizon.

“Can you see it?”

Finally, he opened his mouth. Without taking his eyes off his adjutant, he asked him a question. The adjutant nodded.

“Yes, Your Majesty. I can clearly see it. It is the flag of those sent on reconnaissance.”

“Then…is it that person?”

“Yes, Your Majesty… The Saintess is heading to the fortress.”

Prince Endymian’s expression did not change at the adjutant’s words. Instead…

He made a crack and put strength into his gloved right hand.

‘Militia…’

Slowly repeating that name, that name that makes people’s hearts ache…