episode_0207

The next morning. After leaving the dark passage, Siron faced the pouring sunlight.

‘…Is this the place where you even fainted?’

The answer to the question I had always wondered about, where this place is, was finally answered.

The air was so stifling that it was suffocating, and the sand on the floor made it impossible for me to do anything. The result of knocking him out and fighting him was that he never left the training ground.

“Mana, uhm… it was a training room. Ugh… Phew…”

Siron patted his aching back while looking at the view of the training room. Is it the effect of losing strength as tension is released? Because of the aftereffects that come immediately after masturbation or intercourse, I kept sighing unintentionally.

“…Are you okay?”

Siriel, who came out of the training room late, asked with concern.

Likewise, she had been exercising vigorously all night, so her walking posture was unsteady, but even so, the first thing Siriel worried about was the well-being of her beloved brother.

As the accumulated tension was released and my heated head cooled, I suddenly realized that this was not a dream, but reality.

“Is it okay? How many times do I have to tell you.”

Siron, who was in the middle of healing himself by patting various places, tried to put on a bright expression towards Siriel, who was feeling sorry and didn’t know what to do.

“When I told you the news of my engagement, I was bad for thinking only about how surprised you would be.”

“…But, I ruined your first experience.”

“No.”

“Huh? No?”

“…It’s not your fault.”

Siron was so nervous that he wondered if he had ever been this serious before.

“I should have noticed how nervous you were… I didn’t know the battle would last this long, but I felt you were impatient because I kept putting off confessing.”

“Oppa…”

“So… there is absolutely no reason for you to feel guilty. Cancer, of course. It’s all my fault.”

“Well, don’t say that!”

Siriel was suddenly hugged by repeated self-reproach. A large diamond sparkles on the ring finger of his left hand and stands out.

“There’s nothing wrong with you! I was wrong!”

“…Really?”

“It’s all my fault. It’s not like I’m a kid, I only waited a few days so I threw away this month.”

“What did you do wrong?”

Siron stroked the face of Siriel, who was hanging on his belt. At that affectionate touch, Siriel’s mind was filled with an ecstatic feeling and she was dazed.

“It was wrong to knock my brother unconscious and fight him, and it was also wrong to disparage Lucia, my ‘real sister’, in front of him. When I look back, I’m embarrassed to even remember everything that happened yesterday because it was so frivolous.”

“So… you’re saying it’s all your fault?”

“Yes!”

Siriel nodded vigorously with a face dripping with honey.

Because of what happened yesterday, her heart became clear without any dirty feelings, and she couldn’t resist the feeling of ignoring her mistakes without any problem.

‘How can he be so kind, kind, handsome, capable, intelligent, and generous?’

Of course, love and trust can turn blind. What kind of man in the world would be able to forgive kidnapping, assault and rape and even proceed with an engagement? Even if you search history books, it is difficult to find such a superman.

The moment we were hugging for a long time. Affectionate kisses were showered on Siriel’s face. Side by side – With each kiss, Siriel’s face becomes more and more mushy. The arms hugging my thick waist lost strength, and the legs that were stepping on the ground also lost strength.

I wish it would be like this for the rest of my life. That’s what she thought, but Siriel tried her best to escape the shower of kisses.

“Hey… oppa?”

“Huh?”

“I slept well. It’s not that I don’t like kisses, but my father will be looking for them.”

Siriel looked at the sky with a face that seemed as if it was about to explode. As the sun was already setting, my commute to and from the academy was over, and I was worried about whether I would be able to safely complete my afternoon schedule.

“Hey, how about missing a day? My father-in-law will also understand.”

“Oh, no!”

Siriel pushed Siron away. Sweet words without knowing the appropriate amount were a problem, but the subtle change in title to ‘father-in-law’ especially made her breathe harder.

“I will be your brother’s wife from now on. Then, you have to become someone who won’t be embarrassed to show it anywhere.”

“Really?”

“Yes! It can’t be resolved like this already.”

Siriel gritted her teeth and steeled herself. Her mother, Eldrina, advised her that the only time a wife with a good husband can show her weaknesses is in bed.

Siriel repeatedly made a promise in her head and held Siron’s hands together.

“I want to make sure my brother doesn’t regret choosing me.”

“Siriel is an adult.”

“That’s right, if you’re an adult, you have to take responsibility for your actions. So that’s it for today.”

Siriel smiled brightly and left without looking back after a final hug.

like that,

Siron, who was watching the back of the crowd leaving without any regrets, thought quietly.

‘Fucked.’

A fatal element that has been on my mind ever since. Siriel seemed to firmly believe that Siron was the first.

‘Surely, you didn’t do it skillfully? At least I remember I never got frozen…’

I looked back at last night’s events several times, but no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t find anything that made me look like a virgin.

‘Yuma isn’t the type to go around telling others, but other kids might not know.’

As soon as he returned to the annex, Siron went up to his room and immediately dipped his pen in ink.

“Did you enjoy the hot night?”

“…Did you steal it again this time?”

Siron, who was quickly writing a letter, answered without looking back.

Still, I have a lot to do today. I have to meet the Cardinal and make sure that Dras and his wife’s scars have been properly repaired, and in the meantime, I have to call Encia and send a letter as well.

“I always say this, but I want you to distinguish between public and private life. If this continues, they will follow me even when I run errands.”

“Oh, that can’t be possible.”

Latera sneered at the grumbling Siron.

“I am an angel. I don’t do anything morally wrong.”

“…Then how do you know?”

“There is a way, right?”

Latera laughed and looked above Siron’s head.

[Number of Experienced Persons: 1]

A phrase that blinked from the moment you entered the annex. The message window did not classify demons as humans, so it was not possible to check how many demons she had been hanging out with, but Latera was able to check as many as were classified as humans.

“Because today is an auspicious day. I need to stop by the cathedral and say a prayer. Ah, Lord. The warrior I serve has finally established a normal relationship with a pure woman instead of a dirty prostitute. I pray that you will bless this and brighten the future of our warrior.”

“Don’t do it. What kind of pride is this to spread around the neighborhood?”

Siron, who had neatly packed the completed letter, patted the top of his head.

“I’m going to leave right away, so get ready to leave soon.”

“Yes!”

Latera followed along with an excited look on her face. Siron walked down the second floor hallway and looked for Encia, but there was no answer when he called her name today to see what was going on.

“Master, Encia is out now.”

While walking through the second floor hallway, Siron encountered Ophelia on the stairs going down to the first floor.

Encia and Ophelia, who originally managed the outbuildings, were not compatible with Latera and did not often come to the area where Siron and Latera lived, so the radius where Siron and Latera resided was currently managed by employees carefully selected by Eldrina.

“Really? Then when will you come back?”

“It will probably take a while.”

“Long?”

Siron, who was squinting, frowned after hearing Ophelia’s story.

*

Hospital in the capital.

Shiron and Seira put on a visitor necklace and got on the elevator. Seira’s attire was modest today, but since she was meeting members of the religious order, she even put on the nun’s uniform she wore in Lucerne.

The two of them reached the top floor, and as they walked through the quiet hallway, they encountered familiar faces.

Cardinal Deviale Zebiel, in charge of the Diocese of Lien, ran to Siron, whom he had not seen in a long time, with a bright smile on his face.

“It’s been a while. Brother Siron.”

“I said I would bring good news, but why do you feel excited in advance?”

“Haha, is it obvious?”

The cardinal laughed awkwardly. What should I hide from the warrior? He guided Siron to the hospital room without even asking about Seira’s identity.

The luxurious door opened wide, and after walking down the passage for a while, a man who could be described as middle-aged came into view.

“…Meet your benefactor.”

As soon as Reynold Dras saw Siron’s face, he straightened up from his lying down.

“How on earth can I get this grace…”

“There is no need for clichéd thank yous. I just came here today as a courtesy.”

Siron immediately cut off Reynold’s greeting. It was an attitude that could be seen as rude, but it was unavoidable. Although Berian disappeared after killing the Seven Apostles, the fact that it was Reynold who manipulated Lucia remained the same.

“How are you feeling? Judging from the fact that he came to his senses, it looks like he has improved quite a bit.”

“Of course. Because I woke up the day before yesterday and can now eat without difficulty.”

“Can you use magic?”

“Of course.”

Reynold extended his finger to Siron, who was a few years younger than me, with a respectful gesture.

Grumbling-

A flame bloomed from the tip of my finger, but it was a little different from the usual one. Unlike typical flame magic that burns red, the color of the flame was changing in real time at Reynol’s fingertips.

“How about it? Does it look okay?”

“…That’s fine.”

Although the answer was cold, Seira had pure admiration for Reynold’s skills. Looking at it from the corner of my eye, I saw that it was a mixture of fire and alchemy magic. The patient, who had just woken up from his hospital bed, performed two magic spells on the spot without even chanting, and the young human named Seira was evaluated as having achieved a great achievement.

“How are you feeling, Dexter?”

“He has moved to the temple and is receiving treatment.”

Even if no one said anything, the cardinal took the initiative to answer.

“You mean the temple? Why?”

“After the miracle occurred. It is a suitable place to pray every day in gratitude for the warrior’s grace. Why would you call me here?”

“What? A warrior?”

“You realized it without me having to say it.”

Devialet smiled kindly at Siron, who was startled.

“Extraordinary divine power, recovery immediately after saying he would step forward, and his son waking up. And a strong relationship with Lucerne. Even if you’re not a hero, there’s no way you wouldn’t notice that Brother Siron is an unusual person, right?”

“Um…”

“Lord Dexter is a wise man. So, you don’t have to worry about revealing the hero’s identity.”

“…You can trust Lord Dexter.”

Shiron, with his arms crossed, looked intently at Reynol, whose eyes were shining from earlier.

“Reynold Dras.”

“Yes, yes!”

“But not you.”

“Is that so? If that is what the warrior means.”

“…Yes?”

Reynold opened his eyes wide and looked around. With one word from Siron, the warm atmosphere that had filled the room suddenly changed.

The cardinal, who had been smiling benevolently just a moment ago, also wiped the smile off his face, and the nun waiting next to Siron took out a cane from her bosom.

“Seira, let’s erase this bastard’s memories.”

“Now, wait a minute! Erasing memories, what?!”

Reynold instinctively deployed defensive magic in response to the hostile attack. Dozens of layers of protection were spread between him and Siron, and a large amount of mana was sucked out of his Danjeon, causing him to feel a slight sense of dizziness.

however,

Dozens of layers of protection were broken in vain with a single gesture. Seira completely subdued Reynold with a few flicks of her staff in the air.

“Why, why are you doing that!”

“It’s not that I really have feelings for you, so don’t blame me too much.”

“The warrior said so. It’s all God’s will, so please accept it calmly.”

“No, no! I need to hear the reason. Why are you doing this to me?”

“Deal with it quickly.”

“From where to how far should I erase?”

“Everything related to me being a hero and being an apostle.”

Wow-

As soon as Siron’s command was given, Seira struck down her staff.

“Phew, one problem solved this time.”

Seira wasn’t enough to see that Reynold was drooping after being hit on the head, so she used various magic to secure him.

Siron bowed his head to the cardinal with his hands joined together.

“Cardinal, I apologize for causing a commotion. Since it was related to an apostle, it had to be handled carefully.”

“No. If that’s what the warrior means. This too must be God’s will. If you need to, you can erase my memories as much as you want.”

“…The Cardinal is, after all, a good person. I am fortunate that the Cardinal is the ‘only’ person who knows that I am a warrior.”

“Hero…”

Devialet, whose heart was filled with joy under Siron’s admiration, felt his tear ducts becoming moist.

I wasn’t against the idea of erasing Reynold’s memories, but I had some dirty and dirty suspicions, but now I’m okay with it.

At the moment when he was ruminating on such emotion, Siron suddenly stood up from his chair.

“Then I will excuse myself.”

“Why don’t you at least have a cup of tea.”

“I want to do that too, but I’m mentally and physically tired today.”

“…Unfortunately, I’ll have to postpone it until later.”

“Sorry. I will visit you again soon when I have some free time.”

Siron bowed to Devialet once again and left the hospital.

There was a carriage waiting in front of the main gate. Siron trudged over and let out a sigh of relief as soon as he boarded the carriage.

Seira looked at the limp Shiron with worried eyes.

“What are you going to do now?”

“What should I do? I have to finish my magic training.”

“But, you’re my only younger sister. If you are my brother, I should follow you.”

“…That’s enough. You wrote that you would come back soon. I’m not the type of person to break a promise, so you should wait.”

“Kids these days really don’t understand?”

In a rare occurrence, Seira spoke to Siron with anger.

“How old are you, and does it make sense to leave without showing your face to find yourself?”