Volume 1 - CH 29

After an hour of Cecilia’s sermon, Julis’ cheeks were caressed by the night breeze.

“……It’s beautiful.”

“……You’re right.”

Cecilia, who had been pouting and angry just now, was standing next to him.

Looking at the night sky now, she had an expression that did not seem like the person who had been preaching to him just now.

Her blond hair, illuminated by the starlight, was somehow mystical, and Julis couldn’t help but admire it.

“A walk after a long sermon────this feels strange……. It should feel good, but I feel somewhat complicated.”

“It’s Julis’ fault, okay? Because you’re trying to peek.”

“I’m just being faithful to my lust……”

“That is not good!”

Deadly sins are always things that don’t fit into everyday life────he remembered someone saying that.

He couldn’t help but thought that that person’s words were exactly right.

“────So, how’s school life? Is it fun?”

Suddenly, Julis asked Cecilia.

It was her first time at the academy, and although there were many problems, they were able to safely wrap the day.

Were you having a great time? Did you have any trouble? Wasn’t it boring? And so on.

“Yes! I’m having a great time!…… I’m making friends, chatting with people my own age, learning behind a desk────those are something I never had in church.”

“…… I see.”

Julis was relieved when he saw Cecilia with a big smile on her face.

Because of her position as a saintess, she had lived a life that was far from that of an ordinary person. That’s why she is more than happy to be in an environment appropriate for her age like this.

(If you’re having so much fun, then, that’s fine for me…….)

A smile naturally appeared on Julis’ face.

Whether it was because of Cecilia or not, it was still strangely not a bad thing.

At that time────

“What? So thou art the kind of lad who is’t can maketh such a countenance?”

Suddenly, he heard such a voice from the darkness of the pathway on the campus.

Julis reflexively stood before Cecilia to protect her and stared at the dark pathway with caution.

Then, he let out a small sigh and opened his mouth to the owner of the voice.

“Don’t you prank your own disciple with your first voice!”

“Kuhahaha! I didn’t intendeth to prank thee, though!”

The sound of footsteps was approaching from the darkness of the pathway

Soon, as if emerging from the darkness, a small figure appeared.

She had pale peach-colored hair tucked to the side and a beautiful face that was anything but charming. She had pointed ears, not as pointed as the elves, and two pointed fangs. She had a tone of voice that was far too old for her small stature. The behavior she had reminded him of a fierce warrior.

“I didn’t expecteth thee to beest nam’d Julis────O mine own apprentice.”

“Me as well, I’m surprised to learn that you’re the principal────O my master.”

In the grounds of the academy, where night was falling────the two of them meet.

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“At when I hath heard yond someone who is’t hath used some familiar technique wast participating in the testeth────I kneweth t wast thee.”

“Well, I never told you my name. Besides, it’s only recently that I learned that my master is actually the principal of the academy.”

In a dimly lit night street, lit only by starlight, the two of them talk so intimately that it’s hard to believe they’ve never met before.

“Julis…… who is this person?”

Cecilia asked Julis, who had lowered his guard and spoke with a somewhat nostalgic air.

“Mm? ……Ah, this person is Musée Albert. She is the principal of this academy.”

“Sh, she is the principal!?”

Cecilia was surprised at Julis’ words.

Then, she immediately stepped in front of Julis and bowed her head.

“Ni, nice to meet you! I’m Cecilia!”

“Well, well, I has’t nay position to beest did bow down by such a rum’r’d Saintess────So, prithee beest n’rmal.”

“Y, yes…….”

To Musée’s words, Cecilia nervously replied.

But even so, she still couldn’t shake off her nervousness.

“In addition to that, she is also my master.”

“Yo, your master?”

For the second time today, Cecilia’s eyes widened in surprise.

Her reaction is always cute, though.

“Art thee still going to calleth me mast’r?”

“Of course……, for me, there is no other master than you.”

When she heard those words, Musée’s mouth fell open.

────Long time ago, a really long time ago.

Around the time Julis was scorned as Inept, and before he began to seek power and devise sorcery.\

One day, Julis and Musée met. At that time, Julis begged her to teach him.

However, it was Julis who created the sorceries, and Musée did not teach him anything about sorcery.

Instead, Musée taught him all about physical techniques, basic physical strength, and all about magic.

There were many reasons for their teacher-student relationship.

For Julis, his reason was to become no longer inept and to obtain the power to protect his loved ones.

Instead, Musée’s is────

“……What’s wrong? Suddenly appearing in front of me, could it mean────you want me to kill you?”

“?”

Cecilia was once again taken aback by Julis’ statement.

With no hesitation, and without changing his inflection as he usually did, Julis just said “kill” without hesitation.

“Kufufufu…….Nay, I wanteth to liveth a dram longeth’r.”

Nostalgically, as if happy to see each other after a long time.

Musée, the immortal vampire, laughed.

And Julis, the sorcerer of deadly sins, laughed as well.

“T’s grant you mercy to thee I has’t learn’d the meaning of life…… and I’m not eft to kicketh the bucket yet. Besides────I hath heard yond mine own apprentice hast enroll’d h’re, so I just cameth to seeth yond lad.”

“……Then, I’ll still keep Master’s right to live.”

“Prithee doth so.”

Musée walked up to Julis and Cecilia.

She slowly stepped towards them.

“T’s already late and I guesseth this is’t f’r the present day────Cometh by sometime and giveth me massage on the shoulders.”

“I’ll see you soon. And I will be in your care at this school for a while.”

Musée then walked by with a satisfied look on her face.

Cecilia was the only one who still hadn’t grasped the relationship between the two of them, and she looked flustered.

However, the two of them remain calm────

“Has’t thee hath found thy did treasure one────O mine own apprentice?”

“Yes…… I have found it. The one who I’ll never want to let go of────O my master.”

Then, Musée disappeared into the darkness with a satisfied look on her face, and Julis held Cecilia’s hand tightly as they turned their backs on each other, leaving those words behind.