[EP.99] It’s about paying off debt.
Bianca, whose eyes grew colder the more she made excuses, suffered a bout of measles, and Crasch walked down the temple hallway, wiping away a cold sweat.
Bianca was embarrassed because it was her first time seeing herself so coldly.
Fortunately, we later reached an agreement to tour the Holy Kingdom of Freeman together.
It was amazing how anger was relieved because we were together every day.
[You idiot, are you trying to get a new woman again? ]
At that moment, Crimson Garden appeared from the hallway window.
She adjusted her wings and looked pitifully at Krashu.
[ Don’t you know what happens if a guy called a regressor plays with his dick as he pleases? ]
“How do you treat people? “I have never lived such a promiscuous life.”
[Hmph, do you think it’s promiscuous to just physically tease people? Your mind itself has become promiscuous. ]
“The promiscuous one is Cream, your mouth.”
I mean, he says obscene things without any hesitation.
[ Tsk tsk, later on, I don’t come to my senses until a woman appears somewhere saying that she had conceived her child. At that time, even if you get stabbed, you won’t have anything to say. ]
“That won’t happen.”
I don’t know what people look like.
I have no intention of becoming like that with anyone, at least until destruction is prevented in the first place.
Because you never know what might happen in this damn world.
“More than that, Cream, do you remember what we talked about last time about Bianca?”
[I already called him to Valheim’s Cheongsong Hall. ]
Crimson Garden let out a long sigh.
[Because I know what it’s like to just watch and not do anything. ]
Is it because there are many times when we just have to watch species die helplessly?
Crimson Garden also seemed to have given Bianca a lot of consideration.
One way or another, Crimson Garden must also have affection for Bianca.
“thank you. “Bianca will like it.”
[It would be better than trying to stop me from packing my bag to go with you. ]
“Please stop me from doing that.”
I would never see Bianca like that.
[If you do well, that won’t happen. ]
Crimson Garden’s intention was not to show up like this again.
“I’ll try.”
[They don’t say that even if you die, you won’t reappear like that. ]
I couldn’t give a definite answer to Krashugi, who knew the future.
If it was added, it would have been more, not less.
[Just go and flirt with the saint. ]
So Krasch looked at the Crimson Garden going out the window with a wry smile.
Then I knocked on the door of the room I arrived at.
“Saint, this is Krasch Walheim.”
– Oh, wait a minute.
The door opened with a squeak, accompanied by a voice coming from inside.
There was the paladin Diona, a dark blonde woman.
Astria looked this way as she entered the door she opened.
“See you again. Mr. Crashu.”
Astria’s appearance under the sun-colored hair was a little different from before.
This is because she wore different clothes and put on makeup that she didn’t normally do.
Krasch was actually more familiar with this appearance.
Astria always said that a saint who became active externally should always look her most beautiful, and she did not neglect decoration.
In Krasch’s memories, Astria always looked like that.
“Yes. I guess you prepared well for your date. “You are beautiful.”
When Krasch joked, she flinched and averted her eyes again.
It was the Astria I always saw.
“Diona.”
Meanwhile, Astria, who was avoiding eye contact, called Diona.
“Astria.”
“are you okay. “I’m not leaving my room.”
As a saint, it is impossible for a man and a woman to be seen together in public.
Therefore, she had no intention of showing herself and Krashu to the outside world.
Of course, Astria’s heart was pounding when she brought a man into her room and had a conversation with her.
She tried hard to hide it.
“… … All right.”
Diona let out a short breath and stepped back.
She glanced at Krasch, closed the door, and left.
I believed that someone as close as Valheim would not cross the line.
So Krasch and Astria were left alone in the room.
A moment of silence passed between the two.
It was Krasch who moved first in that silence.
Because he walked in the opposite direction to the chair she was sitting on.
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Astria flinched again.
At the same time, her hands were busy fidgeting under the table.
Meanwhile, Crasch, who had pulled out a chair and sat down, finally opened his mouth.
“Thank you for creating a space for us to talk alone.”
“Oh, yes, yes.”
“You don’t have to be so nervous. “I’m not suggesting an important deal or anything, but I’m just trying to talk about the Holy Kingdom side.”
No matter how mature she is, Astria is still only 14 years old.
When Krasch showed consideration, Astria’s eyes widened.
“yes?”
Astria answered a little vaguely.
As Crash also looked at her with suspicion, Astria’s face slowly began to turn red.
“Ah, ah, that’s right! Since he is a direct descendant of Valheim, he may have something to say to the saint.”
Astria turned around in confusion.
Krasch, who was staring at this, had an expression of disbelief.
“… … “Did you really think I was asking you out on a date?”
Astria’s mouth was tightly shut.
His face was very red, and he had an expression that clearly hit the nail on the head.
Krasch saw this and realized his mistake later.
‘Was Astria less clever this time of year than I thought?’
The first time Krasch met Astria was at the graduation ceremony of Laheln Academy.
‘Astria at that time had grown more than it does now.’
Krasch scratched the back of his head for a moment.
Then a question suddenly occurred to me.
‘Then why did you accept the date?’
If she thought it was a real date, she should have turned it down.
That’s because he made rude remarks about asking a saintly woman out on a date.
A date recommendation from a man with an ugly face but also a rude personality.
Even if she was a direct descendant of Valheim, a saint could easily refuse her.
But why did you accept it?
“… … Holy woman, don’t you hate my face? “Because it looks sharp, it looks mean.”
“Oh, no?”
She was so embarrassed that she had misunderstood Krasch’s question on her own and answered without thinking.
“Well, if I may say so, I think he’s rather handsome… … .”
Then, unable to maintain her usual attitude at all due to embarrassment, she answered honestly.
She realized it too late and her eyes were now spinning.
I was so embarrassed that I wanted to hide in a rat hole right now, so much so that I was on the verge of tears.
He had never revealed his inner feelings to others so openly.
Meanwhile, Krasch heard her words and stiffened.
‘The language is so different from back then?’
Looking at Astria, who is in a state of maximum shame, those words are sincere.
How can people’s tastes change so drastically in just a few years?
‘or not.’
It could have been the same from the beginning.
Crashu, who belatedly realized the situation, recalled old memories one by one.
What did Astria’s various remarks mean?
I thought it was because I had a bad feeling about him.
Astria, this guy had feelings for me from the beginning.
The harsh words I occasionally uttered were all meant to hide my shame.
I never thought I would find out about it today.
Crashu swallowed a laugh.
At that time, Astria was so restrained that even the observant Krasch didn’t notice.
A person who has become a saint should not have feelings for someone of the opposite sex, so they exercised complete restraint.
Then, at the end, he burst out and showed his sincerity.
Krasch responded to that sincerity by not going out on a date.
Crasch slowly wiped his face.
‘It’s garbage.’
Even though it was because of Shinchang’s stupid behavior, he was very rude to Astria.
‘Now that it’s something that never happened, I can’t even apologize.’
Krashu looked at Astria, who still couldn’t raise her face.
“Saint, do you know about the fake saint?”
To ease her embarrassment, I decided to get to the point.
Then Astria finally came to her senses.
“If it’s a fake saint… … .”
“It is correct to refer to the saint who has recently appeared in the Holy Kingdom.”
Astria’s head tilted.
“In fact, what if the saint is not a fake?”
And Astria’s expression changed immediately.
Finally, Astria came back as usual.
I began to focus on Krasch’s story rather than the shame.
“Actually, from the saintess’s perspective, it might be better not to hear it.”
What Krasch was about to tell was none other than the church’s deep secret.
So, when Crashu actually wanted to talk, he was reluctant for a moment.
“I think you have something very important to say.”
Astria smiled like the sun as always.
“Please listen. “Because I don’t want to know the story related to me.”
Her appearance was a perfect fit for the word saint.
Therefore, Krasch soon spoke the truth.
“The person called the fake saint is a saint who is recorded as having died 300 years ago.”
“yes?”
Astria’s smile stiffened at the completely unexpected answer.
This was completely my first time hearing this story.
“And it is also the saint’s future.”
thud!
At that moment, the door was opened violently.
The person standing there was none other than Diona.
He had been secretly listening to the conversation outside, but came in as soon as he heard Krasch’s remarks.
“Diona.”
Astria’s eyes became colder than ever.
The doctor told me not to disturb this situation right now.
“Astria!”
Diona’s eyes fluttered.
She looked at Krasch.
How on earth does a boy who is a direct descendant of Valheim know that fact?
This was a fact that only a very few people within the Holy Kingdom knew.
“are you okay. Please continue.”
“A saint is a semi-immortal being.”
The saint’s body, filled with divine power, is close to immortality.
This is because the cells of an aging body do not age due to the divine power filled within the body.
Perhaps the thing most similar to Crimson Garden was a saint.
But just one thing.
There are things that even divine power cannot control.
That’s the spirit.
The body lasts a lifetime, but on average, the spirit of a saint breaks down around the age of 250.
She is a saint who lives only by healing others within the divine kingdom.
Most of them eventually weakened their will to live and reached their mental limits.
Therefore, the Holy Kingdom changes saints approximately every 200 years.
The method is none other than placing a mentally broken former saint in a glass coffin, forcing her to use her divine power, squeezing out all of it, and letting the water in the glass coffin contain the divine power.
And the next generation, infants and toddlers, are made to stay in the water.
That is the Holy Grail.
That is the inheritance of a saint.
After finishing all the explanations, Diona lowered her head.
Because it was a story she knew.
“In other words, the fake saint is a shell of the saint she once was.”
The fake saint who is active now is a saint from 300 years ago who became an old woman after suffering from dementia and losing her divine power.
The saint is a disgrace to the Holy Kingdom and a secret that must never be revealed.
The reason she was able to roam outside was inside the Holy Kingdom.
This was thanks to the push by a new faction that opposed the inheritance of saints.
‘And this was also the beginning of cutting off the saints of the Holy Kingdom of Freeman.’
All of this was told by Astria herself.
The current Astria must have also known about the Holy Grail.
However, the process by which the Holy Grail was created may not have been known yet.
That’s natural.
She learned of this story after Diona Stella, who was here, joined the opposition to the inheritance of saints.
This was after he died while fighting the Holy Kingdom head-on.
And that was also the moment when she joined the generation of the firmament.
With the generations of Changgong who would become successors in each kingdom and empire on her back, she carried out threats against the sacred royal family and temples.
Will he expose his existence to the entire world and shake the foundations of the Holy Kingdom?
Or will you give yourself freedom?
The answer was simple.
She officially joined to support the generation of the firmament as a saint.
He inherited the will of Diona, who worked so hard to free him of his shackles.
Astria, who was silent, looked back at Diona.
“Diona, the reason you didn’t clearly inform me of this is because you were thinking of me.”
“… … I am.”
Diona could not continue her sentence and looked at Astria with confused eyes.
I guess I didn’t want her to be distressed when she found out about this.
But Astria was strong.
“If, really, I could go back to that time. “I don’t want Diona to die because of me.”
And Krasch remembered what she said.
That’s why I told her this today.
“This is the end of the story I was trying to tell.”
Astria looked back at Krashu.
She couldn’t understand why Krasch told her this story.
From Krasch’s perspective, it was a story that was extremely disadvantageous.
If I had a story like this in my hand, it could have been a card to hold and shake when something happened with the Holy Kingdom.
But on the other hand, if I were to say it out loud, I might become a target of the Holy Kingdom.
He reported this fact directly to the saint who could be said to be the foundation of the Holy Kingdom.
No matter how you look at it, it was not a fact worth reporting as a cubic crystal at best.
“Why did you, Mr. Crash…?” … .”
“Do you want to ask if I informed you?”
Astria was silent.
Krasch saw that and smiled briefly.
“Because I’m the type of person who can’t stand receiving favors.”
At that time, the advance team of the Sky Generation had disappeared.
The most vicious attack that occurred in the rearguard.
Crashu and Astria, who were caught up in it, were in danger of death.
Both suffered serious injuries, but Astria was a saint, so she was able to recover somehow.
On the other hand, Krashu was in such a mess that even Astria’s recovery ability could not recover.
This was because the curse that had been accumulating for a long time was running rampant along with the injuries and was eating away at Krashu’s body.
What Astria did there was simple.
“do not die. “Who are you, die as you wish.”
Like the time of the Holy Grail for the inheritance of a saint.
All of her divine power was poured into Krashu.
Just to save Krashu.
When Krasch opened his eyes late.
「… … Astria?”
Astria was no longer in this world.
Even though her injuries were less than healed, all that remained was her corpse, which had poured all of her divine power into Krashu.
That day, Krasch received a favor.
And because of that, Krasch was able to survive.
The divine power in Krashu’s body is Astria’s will.
This is because his body was constantly recovering, unless his head was cut off or his heart was pierced.
That’s why Krashu managed to survive by carrying an immortal body and carrying countless curses into his body.
Because if he died, he wouldn’t have the courage to see Astria’s face.
And now it was Krasch’s time to return the favor.
Of course, Krasch did not mention that fact.
“It is thanks to the saint that I survived this time. So, wouldn’t it be her role as a saint to help her choose the direction she wants, even if only a little?”
“That’s just the price of heroism. “She ended up in such a state while fighting against an 8-star corrosive species. It was just something she should have done as a saint.”
But Krasch shook his head.
Instead, he asserted:
“The person who saved me was you, Astria, before you were a saint.”
Astria looked embarrassed.
Because it was the first time she had heard this story in her life.
This is because there was not a single person who directly expressed gratitude to Astria, who was not a saint.
“Someone once told me to take care of myself first.”
It was something I had heard from her so many times that it often felt like nagging.
“If you think about Astria at least once, I think it might be a good thing to say.”
After Krasch finished speaking, he stood up.
Then he said his last words to Astria, who was dazed.
“Even if I look like this, I will become a lot stronger.”
Today, for the first time, I saw Crasch with a mischievous smile on his face, looking like he was his age.
“If the shackles bother you, tell me. “I’ll cut it out for you.”
Those last words were not addressed to the saint, but to Astria.
Leaving Astria unable to respond, Krashu walked out of the room.
Astria could only stare blankly at Krashu’s back.
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