I Became a Blind Swordsman at the Academy chapter 168

168. Denial becomes confession

Bernice, who called me to the garden to say something, quietly walked around the garden looking at the flowers, but did not say anything else.

“…”

I followed her and narrowed my stride.

The scent of colorful flowers and the cool night air made my head clear.

Bernice’s silver hair, which went ahead, was beautiful as it blended well with the quiet night.

Bernice’s hair, which shone brilliantly whenever the moonlight was captured.

Soon, as she stops, the silver hair that was flying becomes quiet.

Eventually, Bernice’s lips opened as she turned her head to look at me.

“…wasn’t that interesting?”

It’s funny.

It seemed like he was talking about forming a warrior party.

“…I think it was a funny story.”

My trembling voice resounds in the middle of the garden.

“…Poohyot.”

Bernice paused to see if she had thought of something, and finally burst into laughter.

Bernice laughed loudly.

Should I say that even the sound of laughter feels nobility? Bernice, smiling happily through the scent of flowers, was very beautiful.

It was a happy looking face.

I thought it would be nice to see a face like that in the future, but on the other hand, I tilted my head because I couldn’t understand why she was smiling.

“That’s… that’s…”

Bernice, whose laughter soon faded, continued, wiping her eyes with a pure white glove.

“Because it was the first time.”

“What do you mean?”

“The answer from earlier was the first lie that Jetto spewed out to me. It was a bit funny…”

“ah…”

Did you say that it was a funny story?

Seeing what I said without much thought, I didn’t care whether it was true or false. I didn’t even think it was an answer worth worrying about.

Rather, being a porter is a serious matter.

“Hmm… did you really hate going on a journey with me?”

Bernice put her hands behind her back and lowered her head to look up at me.

“No, it’s not like that, but…”

“It would be easier to accept it. The warrior is really sincere.”

“You mean it wasn’t a joke?”

“Yes, I didn’t even need to use authority, I felt it just by looking at it, didn’t I?”

“Hmm…”

I rubbed my chin and groaned.

Should I learn other skills besides the sword?

In fact, it should be considered that he already had other talents, including Shady, but it was not an honest strength to show to everyone.

I want to avoid porters.

“Isn’t Zeto not greedy? Others, porters or whatever, would be anxious to join the hero’s party. It’s an opportunity to win worldly wealth and honor all at once.”

After Bernice continued to say that, he murmured, ‘Maybe there’s another reason to be reluctant…’.

Even trades that just porters hate.

Looking at it now, it seems that I didn’t even listen to my opinion properly at the banquet hall.

“Jetto, make a promise with me.”

Bernice held out her little finger to me.

“Come on.”

What kind of promise is this all of a sudden?

As I was taking a break, she picked me up.

In the end, I also held out my possession and overlapped her possession.

“By all means go together to catch the Demon King.”

“…”

I nodded lightly, and Bernice looked at me intently before closing her eyes.

Bernice, who slowly opened her eyes, opened her mouth.

“No matter what happens…. There are still a few more years until the demon king’s resurrection, so it’s better to stay safe until then, right?”

“hahahaha, at least the limbs to carry the load should be intact.”

“…It’s a promise.”

Bernice tries to smile at my joke.

Wasn’t it fun

Then Bernice turned her back on me and walked out of the garden again.

I immediately followed Bernice and asked her a question.

“So what you’re going to say is…”

“Are you missing something?”

“yes.”

“Because the conversation was cut off the other day.”

“It certainly was.”

“It was messy then, but I think it’s just as messy now. I wanted to have a conversation in a quieter space.”

“yes…”

Obviously, it was complicated and cluttered because there was a lot to explain. That was what he was aiming for… but from Bernice’s point of view, he must have been confused, and he needed time to organize his thoughts.

“Come to think of it, is this the first time? Having a conversation just the two of us.”

“…I guess so.”

Sierra, who had previously been at the waist, was together, so it was the first time that the two of them had a conversation.

“I’m sorry…”

Then Bernice smiled briefly and walked out of the garden where the night had fallen. The garden was quite large, so no matter how many times I walked, I could not see the end.

“You said it was nice to be able to hear my voice the other day, right?”

“…yes.”

“How are you now?”

Bernice turned around and looked at me.

Bernice with a face full of expectations.

“of course…”

I always spoke the truth.

“…I’m happy. As a knight of the saintess, how could it not be good to hear the voice of the saintess?”

I was a little embarrassed, so I kept talking behind my back.

Bernice licked her lips and drool.

“Hmm… Actually, there are many of my knights who are reluctant to talk to me. Not just knights… I guess most people who know my powers feel that way.”

“…”

The power to perceive lies and truth.

People live by telling lies, big and small. This is to avoid revealing one’s own teeth.

In that sense, being reluctant to talk to Bernice can be seen as a surprisingly normal reaction.

Authority is indescribably useful, but there are things to be lost as well.

“…Of course, I’m not lonely because I have a lot of good people around me. Including Jetto.”

“It’s an honor for me.”

From noble mtl dot com.

“Rather than that, it was nice to be able to hear your voice… No matter how much you think about it, isn’t that something only a lover would say?”

Bernice said with a slight frown.

Looking back now, it was a bit embarrassing.

At least, it didn’t seem like it was something that could be exchanged between a saint and a knight.

“…”

I scratched my head because I was embarrassed.

Bernice strides toward me.

Then, I lifted my chin, which had been lowering my head, and naturally caught her face in my eyes.

A sharp nose and one eye hidden by long silver hair gave off a mysterious atmosphere.

Soon, Bernice’s moist lips opened.

“Should we say that the saintess’s knight… dared to covet the saintess…?”

“It’s not like that. Just as a knight…”

A reflexive response.

“……”

Later, when Bernice’s face turned red, I was able to notice.

Ah, the answer just before sounded like a lie.

Bernice must have felt this way.

The saintess’ knight, Zeto… it is true that he tried to covet the saintess.

It was heard as a very dangerous story, and the denial that jumped out reflexively turned into a sudden confession.

A knight with evil intentions.

How come it sounds dangerous?

***

“Should we say that the saintess’s knight… dared to covet the saintess…?”

I was just trying to make fun of him.

I wanted to see his embarrassed face.

I didn’t do anything like I expected.

“It’s not like that. Just as a knight…”

However, Jeto’s answer to the joke-like question was false.

That’s what it means.

The saintess’s knight, Zeto, is coveting the saintess… That’s the only thing I’ve heard.

‘Zeto me…?’

Those thoughts quickly passed through my head, and I felt both happy and very embarrassed at the same time.

Startled, I removed my hand from his face.

“……”

A suffocating silence flows.

I hurriedly turned my head and managed to continue talking.

“No, I was kidding. Jeto couldn’t…”

there is no

I had to answer, but… it was a lie, so I couldn’t continue.

because it actually happened

I wanted to pass on casually, but the power bestowed by the Lord did not allow it.

“”……””

There was a strange atmosphere between Jeto and me. It was such an uncomfortable atmosphere that each other couldn’t treat each other comfortably.

I calmed the heat on my face and slowly looked at Jeto.

Pure white bandages, hair the color of the night sky, and a sharp nose and sharp jawline.

Jetto was a very mysterious person.

It was curious at first.

After looking for him, I was able to meet him.

However, I did not know that the Lord’s revelation would come soon.

The main god used to point me in the direction of the road I had to go on from time to time.

A man to whom such a revelation from the Lord God was given.

I couldn’t give up on him.

so i took him

got it in hand made a knight

what did i get

Thanks to that, I was able to catch the vicious demons.

I thought that catching demons was beneficial to both the Lord and me, who had a mission.

In that sense, I thought it was a revelation.

In the process, I knew that the emotions I had from this and that incident while bumping into him were just accidental.

But, I got to know his heart.

I couldn’t readily accept it.

I thought I shouldn’t deepen my relationship with him. If the relationship narrows further than this, if it becomes difficult to lose him… I may be breaking the order of the principal.

It is the order of the main god not to touch the curse that lurks in his heart.

‘Is this… an ordeal from the Lord…’

I couldn’t understand the first time.

God’s will.

So I asked.

I asked the Lord.

‘My sweet child… I just want you to be happy.’

The Lord said so.

It was even harder to understand.

Where the hell is happiness?

I knew very well that if I accepted his heart now, the end would only be miserable.

It is a situation where he does not know how long he will be able to continue the fire of life.

I remembered a blonde-haired girl who had visited me once.

Eisel Ludwig.

He vaguely guessed that it was up to her to lift Zeto’s curse.

Because it seemed sincere.

Because it seemed desperate.

She must have longed for Jeto.

So I thought it was no time for me to step out.

All I can do is lighten his load and make him happy for the rest of the time.

I thought so.

But is it a joke of fate?

Jetto had me in his heart.

Not Eisel, but me.

I was hoping for it in my heart.

At some point, I also had a crush on him.

I didn’t have much contact with him, but I fell in love at once.

Jetto made me feel emotions that I haven’t felt since I became a saint, even though they may be trivial to some people, they are extremely precious to me.

She was treated as a woman, not as a saint that could only be looked up to.

So you just have to get lost.

So it can only feel like an ordeal.

I was happy, but my heart was heavy.

Because I felt like I knew the end of this story.

In the end, wouldn’t there be two sad women left behind?

Jetto, who was caught in his eyes, seemed worried that his lingering lips might have caught his heart.

I had to choose

Not as the innocent Saint Bernice, but as a woman, Bernice.

I had to decide how to accept his heart.

Is it right to chase the happiness in front of your eyes?

What will become of Aizel?

Various thoughts crossed my mind, but I managed to make a decision.

“…”

I approached Jeto and grabbed his hand.

Then he tilts his head and reacts in bewilderment.

Jetto also has the ability to sense emotions, so he knew very well that there was no need to hold hands while walking down the street.

I was still following along well.

“just…”

It didn’t mean that way in the first place.

“…I catch it because I want to catch it.”

I bowed my head.

‘I didn’t know that not being able to lie was such a shame…’

Then, holding Jeto’s hand, I walked forward silently, hiding my burning face.

The garden, where silence flowed, felt even more beautiful for some reason. Can the world look so beautiful just by holding hands?

I chose.

Even if the end is a tragedy.

I decided to walk with him.

I decided to share what he was carrying.

Like holding his hand now.

I wanted to be a ‘lamplight’ that would be a ray of light in his dark world.

Nothing happened yet.

It’s not like he’ll come back as a pale corpse overnight.

“…You must keep your promise.”

Until a party of warriors is formed.

Please don’t do anything.

I wished he would survive.

“I’ll be sure to keep it.”

There was no lie in Jeto’s answer that followed. That fact gave me a greater sense of security.

He must be doing his best.

***

Around the time Saint Bernice and Geto were having time to check each other’s feelings.

A demon was walking on a street at night.

Wearing a robe or something, he was hiding the black horns that should have been on his forehead, so he looked very naturally human.

The red eyes, like fresh blood, visible through the robes, were staring at the humans passing by on the noisy streets.

Soon he clicks his tongue.

“Tsk, time has been delayed by useless things.”

The right hand of the corps commander, Murka.

finally set foot on human land.

“Eisel still hasn’t been able to deal with it… why can’t I get in touch with all these incompetent guys…”

Murka doesn’t know yet.

That I was destined to fight a blind man I had never heard of, let alone Eisel.