episode_0469

Of course, it was obvious that Isabel and I were not on the list of criminals.

In fact, it was Edward who was pointed out as the culprit.

It is said that he served as regent on behalf of his immortal father and killed the tyrannical king in order to become king.

It was nonsense, but at least it was nonsense that could be exploited.

“If Edward gives up the throne, a stir will spread in the near future. Take heart.”

“···Yes.”

My desire to feed taffy to the servant still remains.

Bow down to those bastards and ask them for a favor?

No way, no way.

“What happens if I fail?”

“I will make sure you do not fail.”

“I know the vision is great, but… I can’t just trust it.”

“Is that so?”

I wonder if Isabelle has been suddenly tempting me since yesterday, and I have no idea what she wants.

“If I don’t sit on the throne… I will be sold to another country.”

“Of course.”

Strengthening our bond with each other.

In a way, that too is noblesse oblige.

However, Anne and Isabelle seemed to dislike it so much.

“···I never want to do that.”

“Aren’t you royalty?”

“What?!”

Anne was scared.

“Do you know how the first night of royal life takes place?! I’m sleeping with someone I don’t love, and on top of that, someone else is watching! Watching him do that…!”

Isabelle’s face turned bright red.

“At the end… check what is flowing out from within… That’s the first night of royalty!”

“Are you really going to let Isabel suffer that kind of humiliation?!”

Even Anne was shocked and looked at me.

Crazy guys.

You’re doing something so crazy that even a thousand years of lust will quench it.

In some ways, this may even cause trauma.

“···It looks like a breed cross that you would see at any horse market.”

“It will be the same even if I become king! In that case, it would be better for the rumor to spread that he was in love with a baseless guardian knight born as a commoner…!”

Isabel’s rising voice stopped and looked at my face.

It was the same with Anne.

Isabel sighed as if she was exhausted.

“···It’s a hundred times better. What if the other person is a married man? There is nothing better.”

“There is no reason to sell yourself or diminish your value to protect yourself.”

I don’t want Isabel to have her value diminished for unfortunate reasons like the African natives.

To those who don’t know anything, what they look like is just an alien.

‘For others, it was just self-harm to avoid human trafficking.’

Since I have seen similar things on TV, I can clearly see how Isabel will be viewed.

I know what Isabel’s agony resembles, and that’s why I feel so sad.

“People forget. Later, your current worries will also be forgotten and disappear.”

“People live in the present.”

“I’m not telling you to tolerate it. One day you will forget why you got that result and simply become a prodigal who has abandoned his noble duties.”

Isabel has no self-esteem, so she will eventually accept everything.

In that case, only ‘results’ remain.

“···What’s different?”

“People look at you differently.”

Isabel closed her mouth.

Because it was basic as a royal to care about what others think.

“You just have to say no.”

“Even if I refuse… like Sihyeon said, everyone will criticize me, right?”

“We promised Edward that we would break that obligation.”

Knights with bloodshot eyes are patrolling around the palace.

Why are they trying to find the assassin who has already left inside the castle?

If you get punched, you should know how to fight back, but after getting punched, you look like a nervous coward.

“Someday, when everything you lack is met… you will regret everything you said to me yesterday and today.”

Because that was showing his own weakness.

In order to avoid being attacked by others, you need to hide your weakness.

That’s an instinct that even animals know…

“Have unwavering self-esteem. That’s the foundation of everything.”

If you say too many proverbs, it will be a nag.

Let’s be quiet.

* * * * * *

There were two temples of Gestier.

One is a slum. The other was located in the noble district inside the city walls.

The place Isabel visited was, of course, the temple in the noble district.

Huge marble pillars that look like the bellies of beautiful trees stand tall, and the floor is also made of slippery white marble.

Anne looked around with admiration.

‘There’s no such thing as money.’

As we walk inside, the priest who was mopping the floor with a rolling pin walks towards us.

“Worship time is over.”

“I came to see Bishop Mabet Croisi.”

“···Yes? The parish priest is away right now…?”

To be exact, it was cut into pieces and buried in the ground.

There is suspicion in the priest’s gaze.

“···What is your relationship with the parish priest?”

“He is the person who baptized me when I was born. Because of that, I have something to ask.”

When Isabelle steps forward, the doubts on the priest’s face disappear completely.

It seemed like he knew the princess’s face.

“I see. We will give you news as soon as the parish priest returns.”

“If you are not there, is there a priest who can see the servant’s power?”

The priest’s eyes turn to me.

“···A priest who can see the power of servants?”

“It is okay even if you are not the parish priest.”

The priest glanced at me, shook off his doubts, and nodded lightly.

“···Yes. Any high priest can do this.”

“I would like to meet one of the high priests. Can you help me?”

“Yes. Please follow me.”

I walked into the new building, stepping on a slightly dirty red carpet.

Red, blue, green…

Stained glass, which transmits all kinds of light, is simple and has mostly clear colors, unlike the crazy designs found in churches on Earth.

Below, several people who appeared to be high priests were kneeling on the carpet, wearing flowing robes, and chanting low voices toward a large cross.

“Priest. Sorry for the prayer time.”

“···What’s going on?”

“People who want to receive help with the power of servants have come to us.”

“Ah, new family──”

The priest’s face, looking back, hardens in real time.

···Eyes full of astonishment are not directed at me, but at Isabelle.

If you think about it, something like this happened at the temple in Ymir’s tomb.

When the priests saw Isabel, they were either astonished or amazed.

“Sorry for barging in suddenly. It’s very urgent.”

“Oh, no…!”

The High Priest calms down his troubled mind.

“What kind of business did you have to come to the temple?”

Isabella and the priests’ eyes are focused on me, the spokesperson.

‘If it’s correct, it’s a jackpot. It’s a very big jackpot. ‘

“Isabella di Habstenburg, who is next to me, was born with several blessings of a servant.”

“It is an honor to meet this noble person.”

As the High Priest shows courtesy, Isabel looks down at the High Priest with an awkward expression.

“Please focus on the story.”

“Yes. We know all about Princess Isabella’s multiple blessings.”

Then it’s easier said than done.

“There are only three blessings confirmed. I’m curious about everything, including how many blessings you’ve received and how much of a disruption it can be in your daily life.”

“He said he was a jijang…”

I think I understand what it is, but I ask again.

The servant’s blessing is not inherently a human power.

If the person handling it is not familiar with it, it carries a great risk.

Especially people with permanent abilities like Anne and I, who were born with abilities.

Therefore, those who receive the blessing are adopted into the temple and become priests.

The children I saw were like that.

‘But Isabel didn’t do that.’

“Isabella di Habstenburg is 16 years old. However, from the looks of it, his age is closer to his early twenties.”

The dragon’s agent even protects Isabel.

As those thoughts came together in my head, it suddenly occurred to me.

The most unknown thing is that I, who can even read the minds of other agents, cannot read Isabelle’s emotions.

Such people are servants and widows. There were only two of us.

Let’s say it’s obviously impossible to read a servant’s mind.

I couldn’t read the emotions in the Grand Duke Widow’s eyes.

In other words, it is possible that Isabel received Dantalian’s blessing.

“In addition, you are experiencing various side effects from the power.”

To the plausible question, a mechanical response appeared in the eyes of the high priest who had already guessed the question.

good. This is a typical mistake made by someone who is obsessed with mannerism.

“However, it is taboo to open the baptismal ordeal book.”

“The ordeal is so harsh.”

“Even if you open the ordeal book, the upcoming ordeal will not change. As servants of servants, it is our job to endure that ordeal.”

‘Fuck you.’

Who can instill in people their essence and make them endure trials?

People are free from birth, and they create their own reasons for living.

“I miss you.”

“But it is taboo.”

The high priest shrinks like a bean bug at the request of the royal family.

I have no convictions. At the same time, there is also a strange sense of greed.

“This is going to happen anyway, right? Please show me.”

“···There must be something recorded by the parish priest who led the princess’s baptism. If you are waiting in the reception room, I will take your documents and come see you right away. Please keep this a secret.”

The tongue is long. It may be because it is in front of other people.

As I glance, I see ambition in his eyes. I was anxious to look good.

‘As expected, I like ambitious people like this.’

Nothing blurs right and wrong like ambition, and nothing makes a person more realistic.

In other words, being ambitious makes you mentally healthy.

“Okay.”

“Simulation priest. Would you please take the guest to the reception room?”

“Yes. This way.”

I followed the lead priest and looked around.

The temple seemed to be several thousand pyeong in size, and on the sides of the hall were thirteen servants carved in order.

Except Dantalian.

Anne went ahead and spun around, taking in each statue one by one.

“Is there no statue of Dantalian?”

“No. Who would worship the devil?”

The priest’s words were short, but that was enough to convince me.

‘Poor Dantalian.’

Unlike the huge hall, the reception room was quite simple.

Isabel sat down quietly on a comfortable-looking sofa.

The priest served light refreshments and tea and left somewhere.

“···Why did you suddenly ask me to come here?”

“I just came to find out for sure what kind of ‘role’ the servant assigned the princess to.”

A bit of anxiety passes through my mind.

‘What if my prediction is wrong?’

What if Isabel is my enemy?

In that case, I might have to kill Isabelle.

What if Isabel realizes that I am her enemy after reading the Book of Trials?

So what should we do?

“Your role?”

“Yes.”

I know the truth.

When it came to Anne and Isabelle, I didn’t want to do that.

Because with that alone, I would lose both the people I raised.

“···Can I finally find out why I was born?”

“There is no reason why people are born.”

Isabelle glances at me standing behind me.

“Would you like me to introduce you to my liberal arts teacher?”

“Yes?”

Isabelle looks up at me with eyes narrowed like a crescent moon.

“There are people who prepare such famous sayings and then throw them out.”

“It’s not something you prepared, it’s natural.”

Isabelle giggles aimlessly.

This is something that people who do not have a reason for living do not know.

And, when such a person craves something, he becomes reckless, as in the saying that theft, which he learned late, is scary.

Those people say

‘Age doesn’t matter when it comes to achieving your dreams, or age is just a number.’

Of course, Isabel was not late.

I felt someone approaching from afar, so I adjusted my posture and took a stable stance behind Isabelle.

“Thank you for waiting. I’m here.”

The high priest smiled and handed Isabel a scroll sealed in wax.

At the same time, he looks at me, who is right behind me.

“Only you can check the information regarding the trial document.”

If that’s the case.

I took about three steps back.

“What exactly is a trial book?”

“The servant wrote down the purpose of the blessed… It can be said to be a guide to life.”

Fucking bastards.

A guide to life? purpose?

Shouldn’t you have made a machine instead?

As I avoid my gaze, the High Priest also avoids my gaze.

“···What is this?”

Isabel, who had already opened the book of ordeals, wrinkled her eyebrows and looked up at the High Priest as if protesting.

Isabelle was looking back and forth between me and the trial book.

“Yes?”

“Why are you doing that?”

Isabelle looks at me with a confused expression.

What does it say?

“The contents must never be disclosed to others.”

Isabel kept her mouth shut due to the high priest’s threats, but eventually, unable to resist his gaze, handed the scroll to the high priest.

As the scroll is placed in the priest’s hand, black smoke rises.

Grumble!

Eventually, the scroll that started burning from the end was completely reduced to ash in the priest’s hands.

“If the contents written on the scroll are revealed to others, the blessing given to the princess by the servant may be taken back.”

“······.”

It is noticeable that Isabel is shrinking.

The way he glances at me and then avoids my gaze.

‘···It has become difficult to ask.’

“I understand.”

The High Priest reads the strange current and glances at me and Isabelle.

There were many doubts floating in my eyes, but eventually the doubts subsided.

okay. There’s no way you’d leave a mark on something like this.

But I also have an ace up my sleeve.

“Dantalian, let’s ask a question.”