50 – Misunderstanding (2)
“Thank God.”
Tsumei spat out a short word. There was nothing more to say.
I just hugged the blade with my small body and stroked it again.
Right away, she didn’t know her circumstances.
The background and reason for this situation is that she has never heard of anything like the process.
But she was nice anyway.
That kind of thing was really good.
Now it’s done.
“…… Ugh, ugh.”
I’m glad. I’m just glad
I couldn’t think of anything else.
At least for this moment, she wanted to enjoy the joy of the reunion without thinking about anything else.
[Lee, Lee, Aunt? Are you crying now Are you crying?]
Flugel was startled and said, ‘Your aunt is crying? Huh, huh?’, But Tsumei couldn’t hear it.
She lowered her head.
[Ah, my dear. Really embarrassing…….]
In the end, even Flugel’s voice, whose emotions were shaken for some reason, began to mix with a cry of tears.
[Huh, it’s okay, don’t cry. Pop. Really, heeuk, even though he got older, he cried and sucked. …… No, why am I like this again?]
Two dragons end up crying for different but similar reasons. For a while, a touching (?) Scene unfolded.
“… ….”
And as she witnessed the dragon’s tears, which were said to be difficult to see, from an extremely close distance, Beatrice was making a complex and subtle expression.
‘…… That slayer was crying like a child.’
With many mixed feelings inside that are hard to put into words, she turned her head and looked down at the person who created this situation.
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A silver-haired boy lying comfortably breathing evenly.
Until a moment ago, he had suffered some serious internal injuries, but with the help of divine power, he seems to have improved a lot now. At least you won’t die
‘Even though I warned you so.’
The only thing that is clear is that if I hadn’t been more confident, I would have crossed the real river of death.
I didn’t notice it while purifying the curse of the demonic sword, that is, the seed of evil or something, but this boy truly drew out and used power beyond its limits.
I didn’t even realize how precious my life was.
“…… Ha.”
Beatrice let out a sigh.
The power of that thunderbolt is obviously powerful. In a good sense or in a bad sense.
‘What if I’m strong? Every time I draw strength, my body tears as well.’
Beatrice looked down coldly at her Dante, her brow furrowed.
‘The body is torn apart’ is not a simple metaphorical expression.
The literal tearing and burning pain of the body.
That’s why it’s burning pain. Enduring doesn’t mean enduring.
“…… Truly, a thoughtless person.”
A laugh leaked from Beatrice’s lips.
No other meaning was contained.
Literally, he had no idea.
To be honest, I’m just an idiot.
When you deceive yourself, when you try to use yourself, when you act together like that and finally reveal the truth.
I thought about it every moment, but as expected, the word “Stupid” Suited me the most.
Beatrice shook his head, and at the same time smacked Dante’s forehead with her finger.
Perfect!
A cool blow sound.
Beatrice picked and burst into laughter.
What I really don’t understand is that his way of moving and acting without thinking like that eventually led to this result.
Beatrice’s head turned again.
The feeling of intimidation from Tsumei, who had shivered all over, had already disappeared.
She was glancing over here while holding Flugel’s demonic sword tightly, but her gaze did not look negative.
As if the momentum from a moment ago, when he was running rampant as if he was about to tear this side to pieces, was a lie.
‘Well, it’s not strange.’
Of course, I thought I could.
I didn’t really want to hear the circumstances of the slayer dragon, but I heard it from Dante.
‘Although it came with the story when I heard about the demonic sword.’
Anyway, when I think about it, I don’t understand such a reaction at all.
It’s as if this side has granted her long-cherished wish, but she half-killed Dante in that yard. You’ll notice
Even if it puts aside the fact that it was well deserved. For now.
‘Hmm.’
Beatrice took a last look at Dante’s complexion and stood up slightly.
The condition is stable. So, now was the time to talk.
“It’s not all right, but nothing will go wrong. Actually, it’s self-employed. She must have written it despite knowing all the side effects of her ability.”
She uttered her first words, and Tsumei flinched at her very briefly.
The way he rolled his eyes tremblingly, he wasn’t sure if he was talking to himself or talking to himself.
Beatrice let out a sigh and eased her worries.
“I’m saying you don’t have to be burdened, Slayer.”
“…… Ah, um.”
Only then did Tsumei turn her gaze to Beatrice and nod her head exaggeratedly.
After she glanced at her Dante, she cautiously opened her mouth.
“That, um. So, I, uh…….”
After opening my mouth like that, I couldn’t come up with a proper sentence.
With Tsumei lingering on her words, it eventually became Beatrice’s job to take the lead in her conversation.
“…… There’s no way this stupid man would have given you a proper explanation anyway, and it would be inevitable that I would have to sort things out myself. In the meantime, can I ask you something first?”
“Yes…… ?”
To be more precise, right before continuing such a full-scale conversation, Beatrice brought up a topic that was not directly related to this situation.
The moment Tsumei raised her head with her puzzled expression, Beatrice cut her head off.
“Do you remember the disaster in the west of the Empire ten years ago?”
Tsumei’s expression stiffened for an instant.
Watching the change in expression, Beatrice calmly continued.
“You will remember. You were the one who stopped her blue dragon from running amok, and the identity of the dragon that dwells in her magic sword right now won’t be unrelated to her.”
“… ….”
Chimei flinched momentarily and looked down at her flugel, then cautiously opened her mouth.
“What do you want to say?”
“Simple.”
Beatrice replied and closed one of her eyes.
The scene that comes to mind is nothing else. It was a memory of the past.
A town on fire, and the sky dyed red by it.
Similarly, he suffered considerable damage.
Not only was the wound not light enough for a ten-year-old girl to endure, and the situation was truly hopeless.
Her consciousness was lost on the way, but her awakening as a saint was also achieved at the same time.
“…… If you really stopped the blue dragon from rampaging.”
Her memory is uncertain.
It was blurry, and I also suffered a lot of loss.
But one thing. Even so, if there is one scene that comes to mind clearly, engraved in the mind at that moment.
“Do you know the only survivor of the village burned by that blue dragon?”
It was none other than the appearance of the savior.
The last memory of the day that came into the corner of my field of vision.
“…… ?”
Beatrice put it in her mouth, and Tsumei tilted her head with a slightly questioning look on her face.
And then ask back.
“How do you know that?”
“… ….”
It wasn’t a proper answer, but it was a word that became a de facto answer.
It’s not ‘what do you mean’, it’s ‘how do you know that’.
It was confirmed.
A bit of hostility in Beatrice’s expression was completely erased in that moment.
“You took him to the convent.”
She spoke in her much softer voice, but Chimei still looked puzzled.
Tsumei said, frowning her brow as if recalling her memories for a moment.
“Originally, I was going to bring him to the academy. But since he seems to have a talent for divine power, I thought it would be better to send him to the Church—”
But soon, did he even think of something?
Her voice stopped for a moment.
“… ….”
Tsumei, who kept her mouth shut briefly, looked at Beatrice with a trembling gaze.
It was a long look.
Then, as if seeking her confidence, he looked at Beatrice’s appearance.
Her main side is the color of her hair and eyes.
Tsumei expressed her doubts in a short word.
“No way?”
But Beatrice did not return a definite answer.
“Hmm.”
She just let her snort go, and puts on a strange expression in many ways.
“I see.”
For some reason, the voice that muttered softly contained a feeling of lightness.
Beatrice naturally turned her head.
On the outside, it seemed like he was just trying to check Dante’s condition again…….
“… ….”
From an angle Tsumei couldn’t see, she was clearly raising the corners of her mouth.
It was very faint.
Even so.