48 – Interlude – The Last Day of the 1st Carriage Store (Part 1)
Rumble── Rumble──.
The sound of rolling wheels can be heard regularly, and small vibrations can be felt inside the carriage surrounded by soft cushions.
The lord of Aran and a man who lost his wife and was in despair.
Lotani Aran was lost in his thoughts as he slowly turned the pages of the Bible in his hands.
The outbreak of plague two years ago.
A terrible tragedy caused by demons and heretics who were able to endlessly devour humans and perform evil spells.
The plague that causes people to rot alive spread throughout Lyriam, and the priests and Inquisitors of Telmere desperately tried to stop it, but the damage was not great.
“… Liliana.”
The woman who was born as her man and made her feel love for the first time in her life.
His wife, who always had beautiful eyes filled with sadness, was unable to withstand the plague that had been cast by a spell and rotted alive to death.
The feel of cold paper at your fingertips.
Rotani, who is looking at the smooth passage of the Bible but not even paying attention to Telmir’s words written in it, is an elderly saint who makes him an offer he cannot refuse.
I thought about Ehrmann’s words.
‘I already knew that you were disobeying Telmir’s words and hiding your wife’s decayed body.’
‘… I didn’t know that the saint himself would come to punish me. However, I can never tell you where my wife’s body is…’
A weak-looking man with a trembling body and cold sweat uttering a desperate determination to never break.
At least he’s a man I like more than Julius Tapnel, a pathetic bastard buried in sadness.
Ermann, who slowly nodded his head and smiled kindly, was a helpless nobleman who slowly drew out black magic energy from his heart. He made the Count of Arran an offer he couldn’t refuse.
‘If there was a way to save your wife, would you cooperate with us?’
‘… There’s no way something like that is possible!’
‘No, it’s possible.’
If we use the power of ancient evils forgotten by everyone.
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“My lord, we have finally arrived.”
Rotani, who was lost in thought and was just turning the pages of the Bible at a distance without noticing the passing of time, gently rubbed his eyes when he heard the voice of the short-haired knight who had always been honorably guarding him since childhood. I opened the carriage window and asked him.
“… Where is this place?”
“In any case, the fewer eyes you see, the better, so we came to the top near the headquarters of the Telmere Church.”
When I opened my eyes and looked at the scene behind the knight, it was clear that the carriages and people passing by were clearly the Yanta Merchant Marine, one of the best merchants in Lyriam.
I heard that an interrogator named Julius had quietly raised a merchant merchant after the Renkel merchant merchants, who had blown up most of the merchants, including the merchant owners, in one night. It was much more believable than I thought, so Rotani decided to give it a try. I felt admiration coming out of my mouth.
After uncrossing my legs and massaging my sore neck a few times after riding the carriage for a long time. The Earl of Arran opened the carriage door and got out with a dignified appearance befitting a lord, giving his driver a faint smile.
“Thank you. If you make a mistake, your life could be in danger. “I really appreciate you following me so selfishly.”
The knight, who had made a dumbfounded expression at the gratitude of the man who seemed overly simple and weak for a lord of a wealthy city, repeatedly bowed his head toward his master in a voice full of emotion.
“It is an honor for the family! For the rest of your life! “I will sacrifice this body for you, Count!”
“hahahaha, thank you for your words.”
“No! “Even if I stand in front of God, my heart will not be ashamed at all….”
“… Well, talking about God in this situation is a bit…”
I am now in a situation where I have to carry on my shoulders the enormous sin of defying death, which cannot be repaid even if I atone for the rest of my life.
Hearing the words come out of the mouth of the foolishly honest knight, Rotani made a sour expression and glanced at his vassal, whose only weakness was his lack of tact.
The knight, who realized that he had made a mistake in speaking and became thoughtful, caught the earl’s gaze and hurriedly held out the shabby robe in his hand in front of him.
“Rain, even though it is shabby, please write this. “My lord.”
“Hmm, there is nothing good about being noticed, so I will accept it gratefully. “For a reason, you have such a good sense of humor.”
Wearing a shabby, slightly yellowish robe with stains, he pulled the hood down so tightly that his face could not be seen, and passed through the bustling upper hall to the headquarters of the Church of Telmere. I started walking towards the church shining with brilliant colors.
And soon after, we arrived at the back of the Central Church.
Rotani, who was looking at the back door engraved with the images of Tapnel and Raynel punishing thieves who sneak in, gently touched his smooth chin and swallowed.
The man who had been watching for a while to see if anyone was around, thinking that he could just go in, finally made a big decision for her love.
Just as you are about to take a noble step towards the central church, which is full of heresy inquisitors who are breaking the bones of demons ──.
“Hey! Julius, you crazy bastard, are you really going to keep doing that?”
Hearing the young man’s angry and shouting voice, Rotani slowly took the step he had taken after making a big decision and leaned against the wall of the alley, secretly looking at the place where the sound was coming from.
The man who shouted was a young man who had neatly brushed his gray hair back.
Judging by the black uniform he is wearing that resembles mourning clothes, he appears to be a Heretic Questioner.
The man, who was huffing and puffing out the cigarette in her mouth roughly, was spouting out curses while looking at the interrogator who was leisurely walking behind her, her blonde hair tied roughly behind her.
However, despite the man’s shouting, the blond-haired man who left the church late just silently rubbed the blood stains on his face with a cloth.
The gray-haired interrogator chewed his lip for a moment and kicked down the back door, then pointed a point at him and whispered a reprimand as if he was holding back his anger.
“Ulius, how long are you going to be like this? Don’t you even think of it as Ray? “The kid whines every night that he misses you, so how can you not meet him at least once?”
“Cryle, I’m sure you’ll take care of it.”
The names that come out of the men’s mouths are truly terrifying.
The two men he is currently spying on are the strongest Heretic Questioners, Lyriam. Rotani, realizing that it was Julius Tapnell and Cryla Raynell, clung to the wall and curled up on the street.
Seeing the pathetic look of her master, the knight who was silently taking the same posture behind her whispered softly to his master.
“… Master, you must always maintain your dignity as a noble.”
“If I keep my guard up, will my life be doubled? “Just shut up.”
“…… Yes.”
It’s so ugly to see a grown man looking sullen.
After Lotani cleared his throat a few times to soothe his discomfort at the sight of the horror, he began to eavesdrop on their conversation again.
“It’s already been four years since Cecil died. Now you too have to make a fresh start. “How long are you going to leave Layla alone?”
“Why is Layla alone when you are by her side? “She will treat you better to that child than me, her biological father.”
Am I at least touched by the infinite trust I have in my close friend?
Cryil’s eyes turned red as she looked at Julius in surprise for a moment, and her male voice mixed with crying came out quietly.
“It’s so hard for me.”
“… ….”
“I told you to stay still, but you didn’t break my favorite golden Raynell angel statue in two.”
“… ….”
“Why don’t you stick to my back and rip out all my hair, saying I hid my father and all?”
As I looked at Cryle saying that and pointing to a corner of my hair, it was as expected.
There were some areas where the hair seemed thinner than other areas.
Julius, who was manipulating the holy sword hanging from his waist, had no choice but to open his extremely heavy mouth at the lament uttered by the greatest interrogator who could take on countless legions and kill them all.
“… I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. If you’re sorry, please take your daughter with you? Or you could live with Leila at my house.”
Just give me my house, I can’t live like this!
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Was it funny to see a man with such a cold expression running around desperately frowning at her face in a comical way?
The man’s mask, which had no change in his expression as if it were a statue, was broken, and Krail scratched his head and hit his friend’s broad back hard as he heard a loud laugh.
“I know you’re having a hard time. Of course, I know how arrogant it is to say I know.”
“… ….”
“Layra is at an age where she deserves her love. “You should grow up in your father’s arms, not in the hands of a pervert like me.”
Isn’t it proof of the love born between you and Cecil?
These are words that are too human to be a conversation between beings called the Fear of Lyriam.
They did not have bodies and minds made of iron.
They cry and laugh too. He was a human being struggling with the grief of losing his wife.
Rotani, who learned the secret that was not a secret of the strongest interrogator, Julius Tapnell, touched his reddened eyes and sniffled once.
-Talk Talk
“He was a similar person to me. “Are you saying that even a strong man like that can’t do anything about the death that God sends?”
-Talk Talk
After all, salvation will not come if you only believe in God.
The Count, who had erased the reluctance about entering the path of heresy that had vaguely remained in his mind, nervously turned his head towards the blasphemous knight who had been touching his back.
“… But what is the reason you keep doing that? No matter how close we are, you are definitely my vassal and I am my lord…?”
The knight who was supposed to be behind her was nowhere to be seen, and a cute little girl with her blond hair neatly tied down on both sides smiled brightly at Rotani, opening her small-sized mouth as hard as she could.
“Hello.”
“… Hello… How are you?”
A small child with a cute pronunciation leak, as if his teeth were falling out.
However, the mysterious aura emanating from the soft, sparkling blonde hair that resembled the brilliant sun seemed to indicate that the child was no ordinary being.
Is this a child related to the Telmere Church?
Rotani swallowed her saliva for no reason, fastened the robe she was wearing, and politely bowed her head towards the little lady who was smiling brightly from earlier and her eyes were sparkling.
“May God’s blessings be with you. “Does our pretty little lady have any business for me?”
The child, who was always teased by the gray-haired man for being a little girl, jumped up and down in her place and was happy when she saw Lotani calling her like a lady.
“Soo, lady! Maja, I am a lady, a lady!”
“hahahaha, so. “What is the name of our beautiful Lady?”
Rotani was looking at the child with a warm smile as he was circling next to the man, jumping up and down with a big smile on his face as if he had the whole world. The child seemed to portray cuteness itself as a human being. I quietly asked his name.
And, as a prospective heretic candidate, he had to feel the color drain from his face at the terrifying name that came out of the child’s mouth.
“My name is Leila Tapnell, my father’s only daughter!”
“…His father’s name.”
“Hmm, don’t be surprised when you hear this, my father’s name is Julius Tapnel! He’s so handsome, and he’s so tall. And everyone’s eyes widen when they hear my dad’s name… Ah! “The man also turned round.”
Rotani, who was staring intently at the girl in front of her with her eyeballs about to pop out, finally came to her senses at those words.
Liram began speaking again to the strongest little lady on earth who was protected by the strongest men.
“Ah, Julius Tapnel. There is even a saying that whether you know him or not in Lyriam, he is just a corpse. “You see, Lady is a greater person than I thought.”
“Lady…. Ah, I guess I should ask my dad to call me that.”
If Cryle had seen this, he would have been so surprised that Cecile came back alive. The little boy had the same face as his mother and twisted his hair.
Julius’s only daughter, Leila, even her nostrils were fluttering and her body was filled with joy.
He is like a walking bomb, but for some reason, when I talk to him, my heart naturally feels warm.
But she can’t continue like this.
If I had more time, I would have liked to chat with the child a little more, but unfortunately, Rotani was planning to enter the path of heresy for his beloved and only wife, Liliana, and to do so, the two dogs who were still fighting at the back door I had to get rid of the monsters.
… In fact, her man, Lotani Aran, was just too timid, and even if she went in openly, there would be no problem.
“So, Miss Leila. “Why did you call a shabby person like me?”
The dignified tone of a high-ranking nobleman that cannot be hidden even though he is wearing rags.
Is it possible for someone to feel something? Leyra, who had her mouth open as she stared at Rotani, even drooling, let out her words hesitantly as she looked at the main church of the Church of Telmere that stood majestically behind him.
“Well, that’s it. “I have a favor to ask, but…”
“…Please?”
“Oh, can you please call my dad?”
“Can’t you just go in there and call it yourself?”
A request from her child named Leila that cannot be understood.
Lotani felt her head tilt and spoke to her child with a puzzled expression.
Rayra had a slightly bitter expression on her face and used her short tongue to answer the question clearly.
“Oh, Dad is a busy man, so if I go, it will be a distraction. And Cryil Azosh is always very tired from taking care of me…”
A voice so lonely that it is hard to believe it came from the mouth of a child.
After looking at Leila’s blue eyes, which had already become filled with tears, Lotani let out a short sigh and slowly raised her arm and pointed towards the back door of the church.
“Luckily, Julius-sama and Crayle-sama are taking a break right now. “If you go through the back door, you will be able to meet your father.”
“Really? “It’s not a lie, is it?”
Layla stretched out her short legs and tried to raise her head and look toward the back door.
Really, the Count of Aran couldn’t stop laughing at the funny sight of the child until the very end, and he giggled and gently pushed the child’s back.
“If you keep doing this here, your father might go back to work. Go ahead and go. Little Lady.”
“Ah, Mr. Ajo, you are really kind. “I will tell my dad that even if he does something bad, he will forgive me with just one honey balm.”
I am truly grateful for these words to the point of tears.
Who do you resemble and speak so beautifully? Lotani, with a fatherly smile on her face, slowly bowed and gave a graceful bow as if she was saying goodbye to her noble daughter.
Perhaps feeling better again at the unidentified man’s treatment of her as an adult, Leila ran towards her back door, jumping up and down as if she was going to fly into the sky.
Soon, the father and daughter met each other’s eyes.
Julius, who had been glaring fearfully for a moment at Layla, who had returned to her hesitant appearance, wondering where the bold spirit from before had gone, slowly got down on one knee and hugged her daughter tightly in his wide embrace.
The man’s reddened eyes can be seen even from a distance.
Cryle Raynell, who was looking at this warmly from the side, smiled cheerfully as if he was in a better mood and took out a nice ticket from his arms.
“Hmm, I knew this would happen, so I made a reservation at a restaurant in advance for the little boy. I’m in a good mood today, so come follow me, little one and big one! “I’ll let Cryle Raynell personally tell me what it feels like to die while eating today.”
“Dad! Dad! I missed you!”
“… Yes, our Rayra. “Let’s go on a date with dad today.”
“… Is no one listening to me? Am I the kind of servant who wants to keep up with you? Ok?”
Cryle begins to mumble endlessly while dragging an adult child with his large hands.
The sight of a man with gray hair and a little lady with her face buried in the chest of Julius, who was taking a break after a long time, guided by his hand, seemed like nothing but happiness itself.
Rotani, who had always had a gloomy expression since the Age of Plague, felt that the depression that had enveloped his entire body had disappeared for the first time in a long time.
And not long after, the voice of a foolish knight was heard from behind him.
“I’m sorry, Count! “I had to pee so I was rude for a moment!”
A foolish knight who arbitrarily abandons his duty as an escort to protect his master and proudly announces that he has come to do his business.
After patting the shoulder of the loyal knight who always walked by his side a few times, Rotani left only one word and slowly walked towards the back door of the Telmere Church to meet Saint Erman.
“You will be demoted as of today.”
“Sorry!”
It seemed like it would take eons for this foolish knight to do his job properly.
***
“So, how do you feel now?”
A mischievous smile, like a father would make when handing a gift to his child.
Erman, a saint of the Telmere Church with his brown hair neatly pulled back, chatted leisurely to the Count of Aran, who followed behind him and kept looking around his head, as if he was anxious.
“I still don’t really feel it. “If you really walk along this path, you can see Liliana alive…”
One of the secret passages leading to Geumyeok, hidden in the saint’s room.
He felt his mouth go dry as he looked at the dazzling hallway made entirely of white marble, and as he looked at the back of the saint leisurely walking down the street in front of him, he was constantly having ominous imaginations.
‘If all of this is a lie and they are just trying to execute me, or they are trying to use me in a suspicious experiment…’
“You seem to have a lot of random thoughts. “They won’t be executed, and the suspicious experiments have long since ended, so there’s nothing to worry about.”
A dark-black door with a unique color in a space where everything is pure white.
The saint stopped in front of the huge gate with the sinister head of a mountain goat carved on it, turned her head towards her foolish man and flashed her blue eyes.
“Then finally, the woman you have wanted so much. Let me show you a living, breathing Liliana Aran. “You can look forward to it. It will be more than enough as a reward for losing God.”
Kkiik───.
An ominous noise that feels like a scream, as if it were a door that shouldn’t be opened, fills the silent hallway, and soon the other side of Geumyeok opens. What you see in the middle is your long-awaited wife. It was Liliana Aran…
“Keekkeek- Hey, can you at least give me some water?”
“You snake! How much do you eat? The amount you ate today is enough for all of the church members to eat three meals a day. “Stop eating!”
The sight that caught the eyes of the two men who opened the door and entered Geumyeok was a truly strange sight.
A beautiful woman with elegant blonde hair and green eyes piles up a mountain of food and shoves it into her tiny mouth, and a black girl clumsily imitates the image of a girl screaming while looking at it. Mud.
The strange scene that was so powerfully engraved in the two men’s minds was so comical and delightful rather than ominous that Rotani Aran, the Earl of Aran and a man who had entered the path of heresy, couldn’t help but laugh.
“… Huh.”
“… Why are you here already? You obviously decided to give us a signal in advance! “What is this that is out of shape?”
A devil who always considers being in shape the most important thing in eternal life.
Squishy Desire Arnhill.
The black mud that took the shape of a girl began to scream at the fallen saint Erman, as if it was angry at being the protagonist of such a ridiculous scene.
“… I definitely contacted you through the mirror fragment. “You idiot probably didn’t hear that.”
“What? Who is stupid! Apparently, I couldn’t hear any sound from the piece of mirror I placed on the desk… Huh? “Where did it go?”
Arnhil, who was protesting by twirling his arms, saying that the saint’s words were unfair, raised his hand dripping with mud and pointed to a desk placed in a corner of Geumyeok.
A surprising amount of nothingness.
At the sight of the missing piece of Telmere’s mirror used to communicate with her saint, the demon girl turned her head and glared at the beautiful woman who foolishly devoured her food.
“You snake! Did they even eat the mirror fragments? I’m so embarrassed that I can’t live! Just go somewhere and say 24 is the devil! “I’m going to seal you in the demon world and starve you!”
“Well, while I was eating it, it accidentally slipped into my mouth… I’m sorry.”
How on earth can a piece of mirror accidentally end up in your mouth?
After Erman kicked her muffin that was rolling at her feet.
He cleared his throat once at Lotani, who was looking at the still, breathing Liliana beside her in bewilderment.
“Hmm, whatever. Congratulations, son of Rintau Aran. The living wife you so desperately wanted. “I am Liliana Aran.”
The saint points at a woman with blonde hair with an evil smile and a graceful hand gesture.
The devil in the form of a girl from below said, “Stop acting now, we are completely screwed!”
He was shouting, but no sound was heard in the earl’s ears.
A world where only two people exist.
A lovely woman hiccuping while looking at her husband, hurriedly wiping the cream from her mouth and hiding the leftover bread.
Ah, those innocent eyes and puffy cheeks.
Look at the way the corners of the small mouth turn up.
The appearance is like a work of art of utmost beauty. Liliana Aran’s happy smile that she had longed for.
As he slowly walked towards the countess, who had been given life in this world again by a high-ranking demon, the man named Rotani Aran came to this thought.
“It’s been a while, Liliana.”
The woman in front of her was not the Liliana Aran she knew. That she is.