episode_0266

Angels don’t need to sleep. That’s why Latera’s nights are long.

She could sleep as long as she wanted to, but the patterns of behavior that had been established for hundreds of years still bound her.

The warrior’s room. That’s because Latera waited without sleep to meet the hero who might come at any time in the white space so named.

“Hmm.”

I don’t even want to think about the memory of the room where my mind would collapse even if it were only for one day, but now that I think about it, I think that was also inevitable.

That’s right, thanks to the habit of not sleeping, you can have this rare experience.

“Ha…”

Latera smiled as she looked at Shiron who had fallen asleep.

Even though I was resting my chin on the bedside, Siron did not wake up.

Normally, he would wake up after tossing and turning because the attention pouring on him was annoying, but he must have been quite tired, and even though he had been like this for several hours, he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

…To the point where it feels a little playful.

‘good.’

Latera lifted Siron’s blanket and put herself inside.

Then, goosebumps appeared. The night air was cold, so I felt chilly on my face, but the air inside the blanket was warm, so the energy that warmed my whole body penetrated to my bones.

“Huh…”

In the end, Latera lets out a sigh with a relaxed expression on her face.

Siron is the subject of a lot of flirting with other women, and he doesn’t even allow Latera to sleep with him, and he doesn’t even hug her or give her a light kiss. So she felt this moment was even more special.

So much so that I want to stay like this forever,

So much so that I forget the homework I have to do every day.

Tiring-

However, Latera is no different from a child, but at least she is a guardian angel chosen by God.

This means that you are not a child who skips homework. Today, I looked at a translucent window called Latera, like a guardian angel from 500 years ago.

[Character Information]

[Latera]

[Pet]

[Racial Attribute: Holy]

[Unique Partner: Siron Prien]

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[Acquisition status of lovemaking scenes 37/107]

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[Father’s Sacrifice]

[Good brother]

[Achievement achievement rate 87%]

‘…you’re close?’

The purple eyes reflecting the neat writing are terrifying. Then, suddenly, the cute dimples became dimpled due to the corner of the mouth being caught in the ear.

Puhuh-

Soon. Latera couldn’t hold back her laughter as she burst out in joy at the prospect of soon becoming an archangel.

“Please continue to work hard. Fighting.”

“Are you coming?”

Purple eyes met black ones. Latera’s entire body became as stiff as stone, and Siron sighed and got up.

“When did you wake up?”

Latera, realizing that she had done something shameful, pulled the blanket up to her face and spoke.

“Just now.”

“…Aren’t you tired? I think you slept too little.”

“You have to be in a situation where you can sleep comfortably.”

Siron glanced at his bulging purple eyes.

Latera felt like those gazes were blaming her. As if to immediately deny him, Siron stuck out his right foot.

…It was a bridge that fell and then reattached.

“It’s because of this.”

“Why is that? Did it not stick well?”

Latera crept up and groped her legs.

Although it was cut off starting from the knee and was only put back together after a few days, there were no signs of joining, such as differences in skin color or scars. It was impossible to see with the cut off and reattached leg.

“It stuck really well.”

“Yes, it was so amazing.”

“Yes?”

“Think about it. Even though I have the divine power to reattach severed limbs, there have only been a few cases where I have been able to reattach them so cleanly. What do you think that is?”

“…Well?”

Latera tilted her head and asked back. Siron stared at the devil’s mark on the soles of both feet.

“The correct answer is only when the amputated body is fully embalmed. Even though it had been several days since the leg was attached, there was no sign of rot and it looked as fresh as if it had just been cut.”

“Then…”

“Yes, the person who put this on is a high-ranking priest of Lucerne.”

There are many types of theocratic countries on the continent, and many high-ranking priests are produced from them, but Lucerne is the only country that cooperates closely enough to go on an expedition with the Empire.

That’s not all.

Lucerne destroys demons from all over the continent in the name of protecting humanity.

Suppression of cultists. Relief and security maintenance in conflict areas.

We bring in people who are born with talents, educate them, and give them opportunities to do missionary work and serve in their hometowns.

Just looking at what they do, I wonder if there is a country so perfect, but Siron did not have a close relationship with the people of Lucerne.

“But you even borrowed the sacred weapon, the shield, with the approval of the Holy Emperor. Then isn’t it a pretty close relationship?”

“You know that I went to seminary, right?”

“Yes.”

“Then how many people do you think I am in contact with right now?”

“No way…”

Latera narrowed her eyes and stared at Siron.

“Warrior.”

“Why.”

“Did you have any friends?”

“What are you saying? Why don’t you have any friends?”

“But according to what the hero said, doesn’t that mean that not a single person will contact you? I heard you graduated from seminary at the age of 17. It’s already been 5 years, and if no one has contacted you during that time…”

Latera’s frown narrowed. It is gradually deteriorating into something that belongs to parents, as if they are watching their children being ostracized because they do not get along well with other children.

“It’s group bullying.”

“No.”

Siron denied it outright.

“I’m intentionally not receiving any contact from them. In other words, I’m deliberately staying away from it.”

“That’s an excuse for outcasts…”

“Hey, can you show me the letter?”

Siron took out a bundle of letters due to his continued doubts. He continued talking while Latera looked at the callers.

“The reason I cut off contact with them is because there was no need to take risks by rubbing against each other.”

“Hmm.”

“No matter how invisible the evidence may be, there is no absolute in this world. The moment you get caught, you’ll be branded a holy sword and a devil worshiper?”

“I said it clearly. Don’t stay with evil demons.”

Latera tilted her head crookedly. Siron pinched Latera’s cheeks and stretched them from side to side.

“What should I do if I already signed a contract? If it weren’t for them, do you think I would have survived the apostle unharmed?”

“As soon as possible. I’m a warrior.”

“So.”

Siron let go of his pinched cheek.

“I wonder who the person who took care of my leg to prevent it from rotting, and why there is no news even after a month… I’m so worried that I’m going crazy.”

“Certainly, something needs to be done. Huh?”

While sorting through a bunch of letters, Latera came across a name that particularly stood out.

[Victor Ado de Lienne]

“Hero. Is there a familiar name here? Didn’t you organize it wrong?”

“I grouped together the things my friend sent me, so it has his name.”

“…”

After hearing Siron’s reply, Latera thought deeply for a moment and then laughed.

“Still, warrior. You keep all the letters. Just now, I was wondering if I was drawing a line.”

“I have a lot of friends?”

The only friend I am currently in contact with is Viktor, but the friends I made in Lucerne will also contact me again someday after I kill the Demon God.

Siron put the letter away and his expression hardened. When I looked out the window, it was dawning outside.

“Anyway, I have to find out who the grateful priest is.”

“…Are you going to kill me?”

“Well.”

I don’t know if it was before, but now, Siron wanted to avoid unnecessary killing as much as possible.

“Try to persuade first. If that doesn’t work, you have to cover your mouth.”

A week after that.

Siron was able to find out the identity of his benefactor sooner than expected.

*

Is it because the family has been together for the first time in a long time? Siron and Glenn were invited to Eldrina’s dinner.

“…What is it? This is.”

After the meal, it was time to get some fresh air on the terrace.

Siron stared at the paper held out in front of him. The contents of the blue envelope symbolizing the imperial family were held by Glenn’s hand.

“It’s an invitation.”

Glenn blurted out even after seeing Siron’s frowning face.

“It is an invitation from the imperial family to praise the achievements of this expedition.”

“No, I know that, but why are you showing that to me? No letter came to me?”

“That’s because you are the child of Glenn Frien, a knight under the direct command of the imperial family, and the fiancée of the Imperial Sword.”

“…That’s it. If you’re going to go, go alone. I’m busy.”

“Poetics.”

Glenn grabbed Siron’s shoulder as he turned around. Siron sighed and turned around, but Glenn’s expression was truly awe-inspiring.

Glenn said with an expression as if the world was going to fall apart tomorrow.

“I want to go to a banquet before I die.”

“Aren’t you all better? And you’re going alone?”

“I also want to see my son and daughter-in-law dancing at the ball together. And what do you mean everything is better…”

Cough!

Cough! Cough!

Glenn coughed and coughed up blood. In fact, his physical condition was fine except for Danjeon, but he even chewed his tongue and collected blood in his mouth to take Shiron away.

“Ehey. So sad…”

Siron collected the blood drops that splattered in the air and burned them.

“You can go, if you go.”

“Really? Then Lucia should prepare too.”

“…Why Lucia? Was he invited too?”

-cellar? Me?

Lucia, who was eating refreshments behind her, pursed her lips and said. Glenn didn’t even give Lucia a glance.

“No, that’s not true… They say you can bring up to one companion.”

“Of course. So?”

“I will take Lucia with me, so you can go and ride on Siriel.”

“…”

Siron responded by pressing his eyes as if he were tired.

It’s been several days since he searched for the ‘benefactor’ who disposed of the severed leg, but Siron has been unable to achieve any results.

It’s not that I didn’t try my best.

They went to the imperial palace to look at the list of those who participated in the expedition, and even went to the trouble of visiting the cathedral inside Rienne, but except for Cardinal Devialet, there were no high-ranking clergy left to do so.

He has probably returned to his home country.

Since I couldn’t go to Lucerne to deal with him, I was having a hard time in many ways, and with Glenn’s plan on top of it, I had a headache.

…Actually, Glenn’s main strategy wasn’t a big deal.

The scandal that the imperial army failed to properly protect the empress’s safety during this expedition was spreading quietly.

This is probably a blatant disguise to deny the rumor.

This means that it was not the elegant and sophisticated ball that Glenn had in mind.

‘…I don’t want to get involved in politics.’

Siron took a sip of wine while blowing white breath.

The fact that the letter did not arrive is clearly due to Victor’s consideration, but it is only ironic that he somehow participates.

*

two days later.

Siron encountered an unexpected person at the banquet.

Pointy ears. Flowing golden hair.

A person who would never come here.

“Shiron Prien. Are you using the sacred items well?”

“Yes… thanks.”

It was a time of prosperity for Lucerne.