episode_0080
by fnovelpia
Honestly, I don’t remember what the saintess said through the communication magic.
All I remember is that she had a beautiful voice that matched her looks. I didn’t want to admit it, but it was a dirty, pleasant voice to listen to.
If you whisper your love in that voice, is there any man who wouldn’t fall for it?
What man can endure when the supreme, heavenly voice that seems never to be tainted eventually spits out sticky words?
… I am worried whether Karl will be able to escape that temptation.
The Saint is an apostle of the divine light and a pure priestess, but to my eyes she appears more decadent and dangerous than any dream demon.
That girl is a bundle of pheromones.
The subject of the clergy puts people to the test. The religious attire that covers everything rather makes one imagine what it would be like beyond the sky.
I think back to the novel I read before I became a nerd.
I’ve been trying to think of a description of the saint, but nothing comes to mind.
More than any letter or setting, more than anything she said or did in the novel.
What I saw now was actually devastating.
All the concepts and perceptions I had imagined when I thought of the saint are being shattered.
The newly written Saint Alana on the sculptures is much prettier than I expected. Even though I only saw it through the communication magic, it feels lively. It has the power to stimulate all the senses of the person who looks at it.
I just hope that this power doesn’t stimulate the desires of those who look at it.
… .
Groan groan-
When I turned around, the place was filled with students talking about the saint with the aforementioned faces. Seeing the students, both men and women, unable to contain their excitement and pouring out their emotions, my hopes were dashed.
The auditorium was like a place for testimonies to share impressions of encountering a transcendent being.
I just look at them as if I’m dreaming and smile. A bitter smile.
What I realized at the end of my anxiety was that it wasn’t that I didn’t remember the appearance of the saint in the novel very well.
I just ignored it.
Alana, the saint closest to the throne… .
That harmful female.
Because I wanted to erase the ominous feeling that the original Beatrice might have been destined to become a defeated heroine.
*
“Beatrice, are you okay?”
I can hear the worry in Julia’s voice.
“The empire has finally taken action. They say they will overthrow the royal family. How dare those traitors say they have pierced mouths… .”
“……”
She expressed her hostility and anger on my behalf, but when she saw my hardened expression, she could not continue speaking.
I came to my senses belatedly and looked back at Julia.
“Julia, go find Matthias. Go and find out how many followers he has, how weak he is compared to the Empire, and if there are any other factions scattered across the continent.”
“Yes, but the princess’s highness is… .”
“I have work to do.”
It’s very important.
You might ask Julia what could be more important than the Empire’s provocations, but she will follow my words even if she has doubts. And there is no way I can explain to her what I intend to do.
“I will follow your orders, Your Majesty.”
“… Please take care of me.”
Since there were so many eyes watching, Julia’s manners were replaced with closing her eyes slightly. I nodded and immediately looked away.
I quickly looked around to find Karl, who was sitting far away. I already knew where he was, so I knew where he was. His blond hair was also familiar to my eyes. So I could find him right away-
“I’ll go first, Julia.”
“!?”
I quickly finished my greetings and left. Because the seat where I had been watching from afar was empty.
Ta-da-dak-
I quickly went down the stairs, trying not to let go of the sword. I wanted to use magic to catch him. I wanted to push through the crowd in the auditorium and get right in front of his nose. However, I held back with the remaining sanity.
I reached the end of the stairs surprisingly quickly and opened the door.
I kicked open the door and rushed out without any instructions from the president or the faculty. The sound of the door opening with a clang was unusually loud, and everyone’s attention was focused on me.
… I don’t care about that. I don’t care if no students leave the lecture hall, or if I can’t quietly slip away like a knife. I don’t care if people look at me strangely. I’m just anxious because if I let him go now, I feel like I’ll lose him forever.
“!”
I saw the back of Karl, who was walking absentmindedly. Today, his back looked broad. Even though he was far away. That made me even more anxious. I felt like I would only be able to see that back for the rest of my life. I felt like he would never look back at me… .
“Carl Mayner!”
Finally, to shake off the suffocating feeling, I called his name loudly.
“?”
Only then did Karl turn around and look at me with a surprised expression. His lips seemed to be mumbling my name to himself.
I trudged towards him at a brisk pace. I finally reached him in the middle of the academy.
“Haa… . Hey, where are you going?”
As the tension I had been holding in was released, I became out of breath. I hadn’t come that far in a hurry, so I shouldn’t have been out of breath this much… It was strange.
“Beatrice.”
Because of that indifference, I am now in this state. Why are you leaving the auditorium first with such a lonely look on your face?
“Where are you going?”
“I don’t know… ”
I looked into those golden eyes that I couldn’t read, and asked again. Somehow, before my anxiety started to build up. Carl swallowed the words he was about to say briefly and smiled.
“You came out because you were curious?”
“Tta, follow me?!”
“Yeah, I think there’s still some left. Didn’t you come out like me?”
Looking at that unlucky smile, I realized it was the knife I knew. Thank goodness.
“No, right? I was about to come out too?”
“Really? Hmm… .”
He stared at me as I was beating around the bush without telling him the truth. Then he smiled again and asked me.
“Excuse me, I must have made a mistake.”
“That’s right! We just happened to be going the same route.”
“Are you on your way back to the dorm?”
“Yeah.”
I nod before I lose myself in his easy-going attitude. I hope my vague explanation will work.
“Really? I’m on my way to the commercial district. Be careful, Beatrice.”
“!?”
“The road splits here, right? So goodbye.”
“Okay, wait!!”
He realized that he had been caught up in something too late and shouted desperately.
“Come to think of it, I have some business in the commercial district too!”
“What are you doing?”
“Yeah! That’s perfect. Let’s go together. I’m hungry on the way, so should we grab some lunch?”
Kuk kuk – My face got hot when I saw Karl holding back laughter. I felt embarrassed when I imagined myself blushing. So I couldn’t help but blush even more… It was a vicious cycle.
Swish-
In an effort to shake off my embarrassment, I grabbed his arm and pulled him along, pretending like nothing happened.
“Okay, okay. The sandwich was delicious back then, but I’ll buy it today!”
“… sandwich?”
“Our first date… The cafe we ate at when we first took a class together! I can’t live with debt. So I have to pay it back today.”
The knife moved forward with a thump, as if it was being dragged by my hand. I decided not to look at his face. I didn’t have the confidence to look at his expression.
If you look down at me as if you’re so cute, I might die from embarrassment.
I just wrapped my arms around him and pulled him towards me, so that he couldn’t run away or get away from me.
The feeling of a strong arm touching my heaving chest was transmitted.
The reddened face showed no sign of cooling down.
It’s definitely the ice’s fault.
All of this fidgeting, not being able to control my flushed face and embarrassment.
*
It feels like full-blown summer.
The weather felt extremely hot.
I took off my uniform jacket and unbuttoned a couple of buttons on my sleeveless blouse to try to regulate my body temperature. Yes, it must have been because the weather had gotten warmer.
Only after I sat down on the outdoor seat with carriages and pedestrians passing by did I see my reflection in the window and see that my red face had calmed down somewhat.
The girl, wearing a neat, well-tailored white blouse, had a beautiful face as usual and was sitting at an appropriate height.
However, a look of worry flashed across the face of the girl reflected in the window, and I overlapped her face with the face of the saint I had seen through the communication magic.
‘It’s okay. It’s a matter of taste.’
It’s a matter of taste. Just like the countless readers who read the original. It depends on the eye. The me reflected in the window and the saint beyond the communication magic are so beautiful that it’s impossible to tell which is better.
It’s just that her breasts are a little bigger than mine.
But the saint is full of divine powers, so she is unusually large. It’s not that I’m small. I’m actually quite large!
… .
I am more confident in my waist, hips, and long, slender legs. These are strengths that are also described in novels. But the problem is… .
“Do you like this cafe?”
“I’m going to go with you,” said Carl, flipping through the menu.
“Huh? Oh, it was delicious. Come often after that.”
“That’s fortunate.”
He looked at me as he closed the menu, wondering if I had chosen what to order. I almost confessed my true feelings to those staring golden eyes. I actually came here expecting to see you.
“Beatrice, you know.”
He, who had always had a relaxed smile on his face, spoke quietly with a stern expression. I was taken aback by his appearance, so I just opened my eyes wide and waited for him to continue.
“Dalian today… .”
“Ah, sparring? Too bad, right? Chloe just dragged me along, so I couldn’t help it. Next time, for sure! Let’s spar.”
“……”
Contrary to expectations, he brought up the morning journalism class. I didn’t want to miss the opportunity, so I tried to get a promise to stick around next time.
“Are you close with Chloe?”
“…?”
“You seemed close, but you two even practiced separately at night.”
“Uh, yeah… That’s right.”
A low, elegant voice asks difficult questions as naturally as flowing water.
“So Chloe took you today too?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
All I can do is respond quietly to his voice.
“Beatrice.”
“Huh?”
“Don’t be friends with Chloe.”
“Yeah… . Huh?”
Nodding unconsciously, asking questions belatedly.
“I told you not to be close with me.”
“Why, why…?”
“There is no reason.”
“What are you talking about, all of a sudden for no reason?”
The golden eyes of the sword flashed like a blazing fire in an instant. I almost smiled involuntarily at the sharp face that seemed fierce at first glance.
Okay.
Carl completely abandoned Chloe. He was convinced.
When I finally saw what I wanted with my own eyes, my whole body felt tingly. I felt a strong stimulation close to pleasure and desperately tried to hide the laughter that was about to escape.
“Beatrice, can’t you just do as I say?”
“……”
I want to surrender to the harsh yet gentle demands. I feel like I’m going to be intoxicated by the complex and subtle emotions mixed with the rough compulsion and the delicate suggestions.
Ah, that’s amazing.
What kind of answer could possibly be given to compensate for this extraordinary appearance?
Stop-
At that moment, as he was thinking about his answer with the most serious expression possible, Carl’s stiff expression loosened.
“?”
Startled by his sudden change, I followed his gaze. Carl had turned away from me and was looking behind me.
“Knife! The academy is already over?”
“!?”
From behind where I was sitting, a voice overflowing with all sorts of charm and brilliance was heard. It was an unfamiliar voice, but I had heard it before. It was a woman’s voice.
“Before you come, let me tell you in advance with a magic tool~”
It was a voice I heard recently… no, just a little while ago. Unforgettable-
“Huh? Who is the lady with you?”
“……”
“Oh my! A lover!? You even hid it from this older sister… .”
“That’s not it.”
The tingling sensation in my whole body went cold at Carl’s immediate denial.
Swish-
“Hehehe, then that’s right. Nice to meet you. I’m Alana.”
The woman introduced herself by daring to put her hand on my shoulder, which was rude at first sight. I slowly turned my head and looked up at her.
“I was worried that Carl would adapt well to the academy, but I didn’t know that he would already have such a cute friend.”
But her touch was a loving touch, without any hostility or malice. It was a pure touch that brought only emotional stability to a kind and warm touch.
“Your friend, what’s your name?”
It’s a voice and attitude that would make anyone lose their mind. But I know what this girl’s intentions are. It’s not my imagination or an illusion that I feel rude in her touch.
“Beatrice.”
“……”
“Beatrice de Dahlia.”
She stared into my pink eyes and clearly told me my name.
The saint with her back to the sun was a fascinating sight to behold. Seeing her made me think of a problem I had put aside for a moment.
‘The problem is….’
The Saint and Beatrice, did you say they had different tastes?
Yeah, that’s right.
The problem is, I don’t know what that damned ice breaker’s tastes are.
“I’ve heard a lot about you, Saintess.”
He turned his head completely so that the sword would not notice and spoke to the saintess.
With a sarcastic smile that only she could see.
… bitch.
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