Chapter 189

Ed Subjugation Battle (12)

?The red butterfly hairpin was shining softly in the moonlight coming through the stained glass.

Although it is not equipped with any magical device, the hairpin makes the always noble-looking Saint Clarisse look even more noble.

The white hair cascading down the face is spread out on a prayer table prepared for church members.

The pure white color that symbolizes purity was subtly colored from the hair to the elegantly dressed saint’s clothes.

“Ah... Saint Clarice. I heard that you returned from school, but I didn’t know you were coming to the Bachelor’s Cathedral. I’m sorry... If you had told me in advance...” It’s dawn and the

sun hasn’t even risen yet.

The diligent choir attendant almost lost his nerve when he opened the chapel door at such an early hour.

This is because the noble saint, who was said to live with the honor of seeing her face in person once in her life if she were a member of the Telos Church... was sitting alone in the chapel.

“Oh my. I’m sorry for coming without telling you.”

Unlike when she was the immature noble child Kylie Ekne, when she is the saint Clarisse, this girl looks noble as always.

The gap is such that it is hard to believe that the two people are the same person.

“Oh, you didn’t attend the prayer meeting at Cleric’s Monastery this summer.”

“Mr. Seonghwang made it convenient for me to prioritize my academic schedule.”

“I see... I was sorry. I’m sorry for disturbing you while you were praying.”

“Do I have something to apologize for? I just came in on my own.”

In fact, Clarice was also embarrassed.

I was planning to take off the pendant that had the camouflage magic imprinted on it for a moment and pray in a relaxed state in an empty chapel.

However, I had no idea that other believers would arrive in that short period of time... so I had to respond with improvised means.

“Has there been any change in your state of mind about the sudden unscheduled early morning prayer? Or... are you worried?”

The student on duty asked for a moment, then hissed again and bit his tongue.

“Ah ah... I’m sorry. I asked an off-topic question. Please forget this... I’m so embarrassed by the situation right now that I’m speechless...” ”

Oh, you don’t have to be so difficult. Just. .. Now it’s school again.”

After calming the student down with a calm voice, Clarice put her hands together and closed her eyes again.

“The thought of missing the prayer meeting at the Cleric Monastery, the main body of the Church of Telos, and continuing my life in this Sylvanian monastery far away from the Holy Emperor’s building... it feels really amazing.”

“Is that so...”

“So I just wanted to pray to Telos, who helped me get through this semester without any major problems.”

After saying that, Clarice quietly lowered her head.

The student on duty took a step back, holding his breath as it became clear that she was truly a saint who received the respect of the Church of Telos.

The image of a saint sitting alone in a chapel and praying to Telos. It felt like time had stopped in the chapel, so the choir students decided not to disturb anything.

The sound of the student leaving the chapel rang softly... but it did not reach the ears of Clarisse, who was quietly praying.

The wording of prayers to the Lord was always different.

It is a different phrase depending on whether it is day or night, the Sabbath, Advent, Holy Eclipse, an ordinary cathedral, with believers or non-believers, whether it is a happy time or a sad time. Clarice had already memorized all those phrases when she was young.

However, the wording of private prayers was always arbitrary. Even if she is a saint representing the Church of Telos, wouldn’t she be able to do whatever she feels comfortable with?

Although it was full of trials and painful experiences, life as a bachelor always made Clarice excited.

Every day was like a dream, to the point where I wondered when I would ever be able to live like this again. I experienced many things for the first time, and for the first time in my life, I met someone I wanted to become close to.

However, it may not always be happy and enjoyable. The same goes for the experience I have accumulated.

──Saint Clarisse is the only girl who witnessed the resurrection of the Holy Spear Bellbroke along with Ed.

When it comes to Edgar Bellbroke, he is the only human being who can be trusted without question and who can accurately understand the context of the story, even if there is no basis for it.

Because that alone doesn’t even make him aware of how much he means to Ed... I just pray that the events ahead of him turn out well.

Not all good things will happen. There will definitely be difficult times.

Clarisse quietly recites

, praying that she can gain the strength and courage to overcome the remaining trials .

– God who looks down on us from the sky and lovingly cares for us.

– Please give us a strong will and firm courage to overcome the trials that lie ahead.

– Please give me the reason to calmly deal with unexpected situations without losing my sense of reason.

Rain is falling.

As soon as she sees Ed lying bleeding, Princess Fenia throws away her lace-covered umbrella and runs out into the rain.

The servants are shocked and chase after Fenia with umbrellas, but Fenia pays no attention and straightens Ed’s mud-covered body.

Blood was flowing from a deep sword wound. Blood was already forming a puddle on the floor due to the pounding rain.

The subjects are shocked and run out, but Fenia doesn’t even seem to care. The royal family’s ridiculously expensive dress ends up covered in mud and blood.

They tried to stop the bleeding by tearing the collar, but the amount of bleeding was so large that it was impossible. Princess Fenia shouts at the soldiers and orders them to bring a medic immediately. He shouts in an angry voice that the academic department should also request this duty.

– Please give me the character to keep a cool head even when unbearable anger surges over me.

A surge of magical energy surges through the collar that holds Taily.

Lucy feels indescribable anger in front of Tailly, who can no longer move her body.

it is raining.

In my memory, I remember the day the girl’s teacher Glokt left.

Now I have let go of a lot of things. The longing that remained in her heart was replaced by a new relationship, and there was no empty space left in Lucy’s heart.

The emptiness was filled long ago. That’s why now I don’t lose my temper and go on a rampage or do things out of anger.

However, that does not mean that the rising anger disappears.

The sad chill in his eyes as he glares at Tailley sends a shiver down his spine.

Dozens of ice spears floated behind Lucy.

The Ice Spear is a mid-level magic that is often used by high-level students who are skilled in magic.

However, its scale and magical power are completely different.

Although it is a level of magic that would make a student exhausted even if it were only implemented, the ice spear that Lucy created fills the air.

From Taily’s perspective looking up at Lucy... she can’t see the sky.

He didn’t even chant. There is no sign of even raising magical power.

Magic on this scale can be realized just by reflexive movements caused by anger. It makes you see at a glance how desperate the gap between Lucy Mayril and Tailley McLaure is.

Even if she is in perfect condition and not in complete disrepair, Tailly cannot even reach Lucy’s toes.

There is not an ounce of mercy to be found in Lucy’s angry appearance.

Cold anger rather than hot. Without shedding tears, swearing, or yelling evil.

The cold, chilling feeling that seeps in... gradually turns into a greater sense of fear.

– Please give me the wisdom to always see the truth of things first, even in urgent situations.

Secretary Rienna closed her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth as she ran across the half-destroyed hallway of the commercial office.

“It’s an alarm that puts people’s lives in danger. Don’t you understand what I’m saying?”

Princess Fenia got up from her seat and aimed straight at Tune.

A female knight with red hair hanging down and taking off her helmet. Although he is dignified and trustworthy, his loyalty is not towards Princess Fenia.

She is the closest confidant of the Knight Commander who is attached to the Princess of Persica.

Although they were dispatched under the pretext of being Princess Fenia’s bodyguard, their ultimate purpose was to carry out Persica’s orders.

Disobeying the imperial command is punishable by death.

The female knight, caught between the orders of the Princess of Persica and the orders of the Princess Fenia... spoke with her eyes closed.

“Princess Fenia.”

“Senior Trainer Thune. Don’t make me remember that name.”

“If you keep quiet like this, you will see the actions of a criminal...”

Tune could not finish his sentence. Because my head suddenly turned. Tune’s pupils widened in surprise.

Fenia Elias Cloel, Princess of Charity.

Her tendency to embrace and acknowledge people, no matter how lowly their status, gave her the nickname. This is because when she was in the Rose Palace, she judged people solely based on their abilities and character.

From the cleaning worker who cleaned the imperial floor to the new maid who was a third-rate assistant cook to the imperial chef... Her temperament to treat everyone equally was a miracle that bloomed in this insidious world of intrigue.

Shouldn’t there be people like this among the royal family?

Her evaluations and rumors that circulated among users were usually like that.

She slapped her subordinate. In a place where so many people are watching.

The sight is so rare that it feels unreal.

Not only Tune but also the other soldiers who were watching the situation held their breath.

Even if you were to lift the cheek of a female knight who has been training for a long time, there is no way that it would show great power.

The pale hands that had grown noble all their lives only became more red.

However, the eyes that were glaring at Tune with narrowed eyebrows in the rain were still firm.

– A

raindrop falls down her jawline. As she was hanging from the edge, Princess Fenia opened her mouth.

“Please... stay in line.”

“...”

“A person... a person fell after being cut by a sword.”

Princess Fenia also understands the life story of Ed, who was on the brink of death several times.

The hard thing to bear is that Princess Fenia was the biggest burden and wall in Ed’s life, which he lived so tenaciously.

“There is someone who is holding on so hard... is that what you want to say now?”

The words he uttered sting himself.

I was the one who expelled him from school in the first place. I was also the one who stood in opposition to him every time at important junctures.

Criticism, criticism, suspicion, contempt, trials and pain. If we go to the source, most of them were directed to Princess Fenia.

The darkness of the Ross Taylor family and the wild life where just living each day was painful, including the life of a bachelor who was ridiculed wherever he went.

A man who gritted his teeth and never gave up his will to live, even though his life was full of pain. The person who was always glaring into the man’s eyes from the other side was Princess Fenia.

However, there remains one well-known fact that no one can deny.

─Ed Rosstaylor never once resented Princess Fenia.

Although there were times when he was grumpy or indifferent, Ed never became pessimistic about life, blaming others for his situation.

Tune suddenly looked at Princess Fenia’s face again and took a deep breath.

It wasn’t just rain running down her chin.

After sniffling once, she somehow manages to maintain a stern expression, but if you look deep inside, a weak girl of that age comes out.

“If I stay still like this... I will die... How did I survive my life...” This

is a fact that is too easily forgotten due to its distant lineage and authority.

Even if you were born of the most noble bloodline, wear dazzling dresses at a magnificent rose palace, and go to dazzling dinner parties.

Even if they are members of the royal family who ride in a carriage the size of a commoner’s house, look down on the world, and command hundreds of troops with a single wave of their hand.

After turning over one eyelid, what you see is just a girl who has grown up.

It flew like a long spear and stuck in Tune’s head.

I realized that I was completely at odds with the prestige of the royal family that I had seen while working in the Imperial Knights for many years.

The royal family are also people. This very obvious fact seems like a ridiculous twist.

“...We will organize personnel toward Haksa-dong.”

Tune spoke slowly and in a trembling voice.

“Trainer Tune! If it’s not now...!”

When the assistant next to him tried to say something, Tune raised his hand to stop him.

Soon, seeing Princess Fenia going to the fallen Ed and pressing his wound tightly, Tune hesitated for a moment before speaking.

“For now, we follow Princess Fenia’s orders.”

“If that happens...!”

“We can capture Lortel Kecheln as well. We just prioritize dealing with the situation in front of us.”

While saying so, Tune gathered his soldiers.

Bringing in medical personnel is not that difficult. However, the problem is Lucy Mayril, who is holding Tailley’s collar.

She is a girl with great power that can end any situation.

Tailley’s treatment is determined by a single gesture from her hand.

The only boy who can stop her is also unconscious and bleeding.

Just like that... the released magic power covered the sky.

─The story ends.

– Amen

After finishing the last prayer, Clarisse raised her head like that.

In the sky that was vaguely visible beyond the stained glass, the darkness of the night was already fading away and the energy of morning was slowly rising.

The dark red clouds have subsided considerably, and there is a light breeze blowing in the outside scenery seen through the outer window.

It’s too dark to be called morning, and a little bright to be called night... A time on the border.

Clarisse nodded, feeling the early morning air. I do a big stretch to relieve my sore body, and as I slowly walk out of the chapel, I hit my toe on the wooden seat prepared for believers.

He makes a sobbing noise and nods in pain alone, but then he grabs the necklace and walks away again.

My toes were so sore that I was in tears, but I somehow held it back and came out again looking like a noble and holy saint. After that, I took a short, deep breath.

The early morning air entering my lungs was cool.

At this point, it felt like it could be called morning air.