56 – Knowing not to take the step
Enlil’s journey home. She remembers being very talkative at first.
Perhaps the will to fight has disappeared. What if I go and retire?
At the people’s whispers, the saintess Seria shook her head.
Although she praises Enlil on the outside, she is full of doubts on the inside.
Even those who had to risk their own death had better hearts than that.
Those who live at the expense of others were the opposite, far from being good.
Every time I see him like that, it’s a fleeting moment, but I feel skeptical.
If Enlil, academy candidates, and dead warriors could see that scene.
What will he think and what kind of eyes will he make?
‘It’s bittersweet… I can’t help it.’
Fear is a natural human emotion. Can’t blame it for that.
What can be done is to break the chain of fear before an even uglier sight emerges.
So today, Seria pushed herself hard again and again.
And after a short but long period of about two weeks.
“Saintess.”
At last, Enlil returned.
“Welcome, Sister Enlil. Did you have a good trip back home?”
“Yes. Thanks.”
When the warrior returned home, people immediately shut up.
If he doesn’t come back, what should I do? Should I persuade him or use another method?
They were a bit pitiful, trembling with all sorts of assumptions and fears.
Seria was worried for a while about whether she should tell the truth.
Enlil must know that so she will be a little more careful in the future.
That nothing could be anything to them.
But I also quit. I didn’t feel like that at all.
Look at Enlil who is so happy after returning home.
And how could you pour cold water on it?
Let’s pretend we don’t know. Pretend you don’t know anything, let’s just move on.
Thought so, Seria brought up another story instead.
“I worked hard alone while my sister was away.”
“Really? It must have been very difficult on her own.”
“Actually, I did get over the edge of death once or twice. She was greedy and wore it so thick that she couldn’t even take it off on her own.”
“I-I told you that if I’m greedy, I could get into trouble!”
It was Enlil who was perplexed and bruised in a high voice.
Looking at her like that, Seria just laughed.
She is a good person. A beautiful soul so he’s a warrior
More than yourself, more noble than anyone else in the world.
Perhaps the reason Instructor Leone cherishes Enlil so much is because he sees that?
“Where is Instructor Leone? I want to show him the results after a while.”
“Yes? Oh, Leon… Instructor. You should be with the head instructor by now.”
Wasn’t the term between Leon and the instructor strangely long?
Seria, whose eyes narrowed slightly, decided to check her out right away.
She
She said, “I heard she went with Instructor Leone. Didn’t the people from her hometown just ask him who he was? Some of you may have played a bit of a prank. For example, the sister’s lover? Something similar to that.”
Now, what kind of reaction will Sister Enlil show?
Are you going to blush? Will I stutter? Shall I take it off?
“Does it really look like that?”
“… To?”
However, Enlil’s reaction upon returning was truly unexpected.
“Do you really think me and him look like lovers? What do you think, saintess?”
“Uh uh… my opinion? Suddenly?”
“Yes. I was suddenly curious. What does the saintess think?”
“Yeah….”
What should I say? Should I say she looks like a sweetheart?
But if she answered like that, then it would be difficult for both of us to spread strange words?
Should I say no then? But seeing the expression on Enlil’s face, when he answered that question, he immediately said, ‘Why? Why doesn’t it look like that?’
“Yeah… Um, it feels like a lover, but it doesn’t feel like a lover either, right?”
In the end, the path Seria took was neither one nor the other, a very ambiguous answer.
Sometimes it could turn in either direction, positive or negative.
“Really? Okay. What a relief.”
What exactly is luck?
Are you glad you look like a lover, or are you glad you don’t look like that?
She was Seria who wanted to ask about that part, but she decided to hold back for now.
And as the days passed, the answer became clear.
‘Sister… It seems he couldn’t stand it any longer.’
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Even before, Enlil used to show some liking to Rion.
However, the method used to be very passive and calm, but not anymore.
From a certain point onwards, Enlil was now very aggressive towards Rion.
Seria, who was anticipating the date, smiled at her.
She was correct. The day the two men and women returned from Enlil’s hometown to the academy.
It seems that something happened between the two of them while they were on their way home.
It’s a prediction, but I’m almost certain. I’ve seen quite a few of them.
People’s hearts are drawn to those who have a place to lean on.
And there was definitely a place where Enlil and Leon gave each other a place to lean on.
The strange current flowing between the two was clear evidence of that.
‘It looks good. Sister Enlil. It’s really nice to see.’
The sight of people paralyzed with happiness makes even others happy.
Looking at them makes me want to protect that happiness.
And Seria, she chose not to push that heart out.
“… Now, what did you say? A saint?”
“Please tell me to step down now. Whether it’s because there’s a problem with the body, or because there’s another reason.”
“Wait, wait. What are you talking about? Suddenly this….”
“Put down your sword and hold the hand of the person you love instead.”
The moment those words came out of Seria’s mouth, everything in Enlil stopped.
Movements, accidents, literally everything in an instant.
“Just in case, if you ask how long I’ve known you, I’ll say it’s been quite a while. I was convinced not long ago.”
“Me and….”
“Instructor Leone. Yes. Two minutes.”
Enlil looked blankly at Seria. She immediately adds her next words to it.
“Ah, other people probably don’t know. It’s because I’ve always seen Sister Enlil by my side, and I’ve always been good at reading other people’s emotions. So there’s nothing to worry about. You don’t think I’m a light person enough to brag about this to others, do you?”
“For those of you who… No. Yes. The saintess is absolutely not the kind of person who would do that.”
Enlil nodded her head, huuu, and caught her breath.
“Are you serious?”
“Of course.”
“It has been 100 years since the tower was not knocked down. And you know that I am the closest to that destiny.”
“I know that too.”
“Right now, the saintess and I are essential to each other. It’s because you’re sharing the responsibilities that only you could handle alone. But, he said he would carry it alone.”
If Enlil is left out, the pressure she will put on the remaining Seria will increase dozens of times.
Enlil knows better than anyone what it is like to put the entire future of the world on her shoulders.
Since Seria was claiming that, of course she couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.
“Saint. You don’t have to. Although I am close to Instructor Leone, I have no intention of neglecting my duty as a hero or avoiding my fate!”
“I know. Of course you would. The Enlil sister I know would never be like that.”
“Then why….”
“If there is someone who loves everyone, even more. It’s right to focus on that now. Because it is the world that holds you tightly in your arms and whispers your love.”
The hero was at a loss for words at the saintess’ answer.
Be with the one you love. She doesn’t let go of that person’s hand.
As you have done to others before, this time you will do it yourself.
“Sister Enlil has done enough. You can rest now.”
For a moment, Seria feels resentful without even realizing it.
Why did you suddenly say such a thing and shake people like this?
No, no. This resentment is not directed at that person.
Just yourself. It is a resentment pouring down on himself who is shaken by those words.
The day of being inflicted upon oneself who was troubled had come.
“….”
It would be a lie if I said I didn’t feel that way in the back of my heart.
I want to put aside my duty as a warrior and be honest with that person.
Yes. Admit it. Shaked. It is still shaking.
Not because I’m afraid of death, but because I’m dead and I won’t see him.
Before that, I wanted to go far away and live together.
“… Thank you, lady. Because you said that. Thank you very much.”
But Enlil, instead of that answer, gave another answer.
“Even so, I can’t. I can’t do that.”
“Sister Enlil.”
“I have to go. Go, I have work to do.”
At least that person will understand.
There is still work that must be done. Before that, I can’t leave.
“It is neither a duty nor a destiny. Want to do. I am. With my own hands, I want to end it.”
At Enlil’s declaration, Seria did not say anything more.
No persuasion will be of any use in the face of a firm will.
“….”
And from far away, Leon was quietly listening to the whole conversation.