208. Why are you so upset
“Ouch…”
“Stay still, brother.”
A wad of cotton touched her face and stung her.
When she glanced around, Emilia was putting a bandage on her wound with a serious expression.
“Look over there.”
“Okay.”
“Oh, what is this really? It will leave scars on your face.”
About two hours ago, the Vatican made a huge mistake.
First of all, the plan to bring the saintess out of her system and assassinate her was quite plausible.
The problem is that they tried to deal with it by teleporting her to the sky, probably because they thought it would be difficult to subdue Trier in a short time.
Thanks to that, I was able to save Trie, interpret her teleportation spell, and go to rescue Iris.
“How the hell did this happen?”
“Iris’ magic ran out on the way. It’s fortunate that only minor scars remain on her.”
“No, I’m not talking about that. She asked how the hell did she fight and get such scars on her face…”
“To be honest, I don’t remember very well.”
“What?”
From the moment she found Iris lying in the sky, bleeding from her body, her memory was fuzzy.
I remember activating her internal circuit, but I can’t remember the battle at all.
When I came to my senses, I saw that the two Heretic Questioners were just horribly turned into pieces of meat.
The strange thing is that even though Trier was a strong opponent to the point of trembling, I didn’t get hurt.
No, I was hurt, but that was because of my magical energy, not from being stabbed by their spears.
“You made the circuit runaway again…”
“I guess so.”
“No more runaways from now on. My brother is sick. If the saintess hadn’t been there at that time, her brother would have died right away.”
“It’s up to me.”
If you can suppress your runaway, you won’t call it runaway.
What should I do when my eyes are blinded by anger?
This is a character that is no different from my own child, which I created by stitching together the settings.
A guy like that is in danger of being killed, but I don’t think there is anyone who won’t lose his mind.
“I really like the saintess. Enough to save her by sacrificing her life.”
“Of course. He’s like an elixir vending machine.”
“Huh…”
Iris was especially precious among them.
Because she’s the best at using recovery magic in this world.
Moreover, her fighting ability has converged to zero, so she has to be extra careful.
‘No······. If the Heretic Questioner is the opponent, isn’t fighting ability meaningless?’
Coming to think of it, he’s a strong enough opponent to be scared off by trees.
I lifted her head and examined Emilia’s face.
Emilia’s anti-human fighting power is also evaluated as stronger than that of ordinary people.
But if she had been put in that position instead of Iris, she would have been hit with a result not much different from Iris.
I suddenly got chills when I thought that.
“What?”
“Let’s hold each other for a moment…”
I hugged Emilia tightly.
Then she felt her warmth, her soft skin, her pulsating pulse.
She was too scared just to imagine that she could have lost Emilia.
Drreuk······
Then the door to the hospital room opened.
What appeared from beyond was none other than the imperial messenger.
When she came to her senses, Emilia had left me and cleared her throat, standing reverently.
Her messenger trudged over and she stood in front of me, and she began to report in a engrossed manner.
“This is a message from His Majesty the Emperor to His Excellency Regent. They say that Saint Iris von dem Pleschet will be assigned troops of the Imperial Guard to escort her and that she has conveyed her protest to the Holy See. That’s all.”
“I got it. You can leave now.”
“Yes!”
He saluted me, then turned around and left the room.
This gave the imperial family an excuse to completely turn against the Vatican.
Since the Duchy of Monarch, which corresponds to the Papal States, is located inside the Empire, it is possible to kill it at any time if you wish.
It will not be long before the Vatican kneels.
“Keep… I want to get up now.”
“No. The doctor told me to rest still.”
“My back hurts.”
“Stay still.”
“Are you mad at me?”
“No? Nothing in particular?”
No.
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Just looking at it, you look like you have a very swollen face.
I sighed and gestured to Emilia to put her face closer.
Emilia sighed and stretched out her arms to me, trying to hold me.
The moment Emilia leaned towards me, I grabbed Emilia by the back of her neck and snatched her lips.
“Ehhhhh… Suddenly what is this…”
“Don’t like it? Should I stop?”
“No…”
Quang!
Then the door was thrown open with a roar.
I thought it would be smashed…
I was startled and turned around to see Einz and Erica breathing heavily.
Emilia returned to her dignified posture, unable to cool her hot face.
“You said you defeated the Heretic Questioner, Schluss!”
“Einz. There are other patients here, so be quiet…”
Thanks to her, her hospital room became noisy.
I have been asked about the fighting method of the Heretic Questioner, who has been shrouded in a veil, but I have no memory of that time, so I have no way to answer.
If you ask, you should ask Trie.
Come to think of it, Trie must have already been visiting the hospital while I was in a coma.
Leaving only one note behind.
-I will come back stronger.
This was the end.
This is the end without saying that he has been going anywhere for a while.
It seems that the shock of being sprayed on by the Heretic Questioner was unusual.
If this is the case, what will happen to the fact that I asked you to come to Edengard during vacation?
“Didn’t I tell you guys where you were going too?”
“Yes. Not at all…”
“Lastly, at least the face is exposed. Anyway, I’m afraid it’s not a cold and stiff article.”
Leaving without telling us where to go.
It seems that he decided to train hard enough.
If Triae is serious about training, she will come back very strong in a short period of time.
It’s unfortunate that the power available for immediate sortie is reduced, but it’s not bad news by any means.
I just earnestly hope that he won’t come back after getting hurt from overdoing it.
“Come to think of it, what about Iris?”
“The saintess said she had magical exhaustion and went to rest.”
After the guys who made the room so noisy went back.
It was only then that I remembered the moment right before I lost consciousness.
The moment Iris’ eyes closed in her arms.
I definitely heard her the moment her warm touch touched my wound.
To say I love you…
‘I’m sure I didn’t hear that wrong.’
The Pleshet is a powerful family both militarily and financially.
Apart from the fact that their position in the magical academia is somewhat unstable, they can be said to be the most perfect family among the three major magical families.
So, from the point of view of Pleschette, there is no need to overdo it to attract me.
Because if that happens, it’s obvious that Lichtenburg and Wigenburg will come in severely.
Preventing me from falling into the hands of another family would have been the best-case scenario for Pleshette.
In this situation, Iris confessed to me.
I love you without any other indirect expressions.
Of course, Iris’s confession wouldn’t be Fleshet’s will.
I’m not even kidding.
It is also not persuasive that it is to deceive me.
In that case, there is only one remaining case.
It means that he really loves me, Schluss.
‘A stupid guy…’
I should have noticed earlier.
She should have noticed when Iris came to visit me for her once-in-a-lifetime conjugal experience.
Iris isn’t the type to do things impulsively like that.
She had no feelings, and she knew perfectly well that she wasn’t the type to attack an outsider, so why didn’t she know?
“Oh no… I need to go out to get some fresh air.”
I got up from the hospital bed and put on the overcoat hanging on the wall.
As soon as I said that, Emilia hugged my waist from behind her.
“Lie. Are you going to meet the saintess?”
“Yes. I have something to tell you.”
“I’m not here just to say thank you.”
“Maybe.”
“Brother… Do you intend to marry a saintess?”
“·······.”
Iris said she was a drunken confession and told her to forget it.
But I can never do that.
There is nothing to lose by inviting either the Pleschette or any other family to my side.
There was a good chance that if you procrastinated with an answer here, it would be accepted as a refusal.
So I had to meet Iris as soon as possible.
“If possible.”
“That’s right. For the final showdown, we need to attract as many forces as possible. That’s the only reason, isn’t it?”
“Well…”
I couldn’t say that was the only reason.
If I’m being honest with my heart, Iris’s body is also one of her goals.
No matter how much I think of her as a child because she’s a character I made, if Iris doesn’t come to mind, she’s probably either not a man or a eunuch.
If there is a person who can judge her completely rationally even after looking at her body, wouldn’t that bastard be Cho-in?
But what is certain is that Iris’s body only corresponds to the plus alpha, and her main purpose is by no means.
At that time, the strength of Emilia’s arms wrapped around my waist grew stronger and stronger.
I can’t go at this rate…
“Do you like the saintess that much?”
“Yes…”
“More than me?”
“Very little more…”
I couldn’t bear to answer that the body of a minor was better than Iris.
Those who say they like bigger breasts are perverts, but those who say they like smaller breasts end up being dangerous.
Then the arm wrapped around her waist slid down.
“Really? I’ll cheer you on. I hope it goes well.”
“Emilia.”
“Then I’ll go first to finish off my chores!”
Emilia left the hospital room as if she were running away.
With a heavy heart, I finished putting on my clothes and left the hospital room.
As expected, Emilia had already left the hospital and disappeared.
‘What to say about this.’
After sharing her story with Emilia, my worries deepened.
Do I love Iris?
Okay. I can feel her s*xual desire, but I still don’t know her love.
It would be more appropriate to say that she cares for her very much.
So, Iris and her promise to marry her, but never in a way that deceives her.
At least like Emilia, she should know everything and be given a chance to choose.
I have to tell people how much I don’t care about other people’s feelings, and that I’m a scumbag who doesn’t care about means and methods for a grand purpose.
‘Yes. Let’s say everything.’
I made up my mind and left the hospital.
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“As expected, you like it more than me…”
Imperial University Chairman’s Accommodation.
After entering after closing the front door, Emilia collapsed on her knees as her legs gave out. She
She had a vague idea.
That was natural.
As a man, it is inevitable that Iris, who is a noble and a saint, is more attracted to me than I am, who is a commoner.
It was a fight that could not be established in the first place.
There must have been an overwhelming gap that left no regrets or regrets.
“But why are you so angry…?”
Emilia shed tears for no reason.