137 – Pilgrimage plan
Latera said that if you want to meet her, you should come to the shrine.
‘It’s a sacred place…’
Dalkak-
After leaving the office, Siron immediately thought of a way to meet Latera.
There was also a way to meet Latera by doing good deeds and restoring Wimyeongdo to its original state, but she left a message saying that you should come to the sacred place in person.
‘Did he give me a more intuitive method because he could read my thoughts so well?’
Perhaps he knew that if he had a good reputation, his chances of encountering an apostle increased.
Of course, since he has the ability to read the inner thoughts, he may have collected and suggested stories that had been passed around unconsciously.
That’s why I’m even more concerned.
‘Even if it’s Latera, what is the warrior’s house?’
The warrior’s house. Let alone a name that reminds you of military merit. There were no such fields or structures in ‘Rebirth Sword God’.
I remember that the place called [Holy Ground] was the place where Kylie lost her life, and there was only a milky white tombstone there.
Inside the huge shrine,
Pour holy water into your mouth and pray towards the last footsteps of the warrior who saved the world.
It’s not like you could get anything by praying.
A buff or a blessing. Without any such thing, it would have been a mandatory place to go through in order to progress the story.
‘…Shall we dig under the tombstone?’
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Siron thought seriously.
After thinking about it, I realized that they only told me to come to the sacred place called Latera, but they didn’t tell me how to get to the warrior’s house.
‘They said there were intruders even before I visited. Then there must be a way.’
Latera is said to be a guardian angel and immediately steps in to exclude intruders who pose a threat to the warrior’s home.
This means that there were people who went to Latera without having to be a starter or even a warrior.
“Chiron.”
Stand tall-
Siron’s steps stopped at the sound of a voice heard from behind.
The location was already outside the building, not inside. I walked a lot as I thought for a long time, and the road leading to the annex was long, so it wasn’t a big deal that I bumped into someone along the way.
However, the person Shiron turned his head to see was an inappropriate person to be in the mansion.
“Why are you here? Aren’t you busy with the crowning ceremony?”
“…It didn’t take as long as I thought.”
Victor laughed and shook his head.
“Maybe because it was such a big event, it was held very briefly, as if being chased by something. Abama, I guess that’s what my father wanted.”
“Well, my son and his wife are all so fed up, it wouldn’t be surprising if they went crazy.”
“…me too?”
Viktor pointed at me with his hand and his eyes widened.
It seemed like he wanted to criticize Siron’s words, but in Siron’s opinion, Victor was not as normal as Austin and Henry.
For example, unlike the last time we accompanied Viktor, there were no guards around him. If each crown prince has completed his investiture, shouldn’t they at least have a capable bodyguard attached?
On the other hand, Victor’s throat was itchy because it had a pinched area.
Even if she thought about it herself, it was not normal for her to hide her gender from her father in order to become emperor.
However, Viktor regarded Shiron’s remarks as just being caught. If his temper was even fiercer than that of Siriel, he would definitely not stand by when he was dressed as a man.
“Keuheum, it’s true that our children’s farming has been ruined.”
Victor decided not to bother with Shiron’s remarks.
“Originally, the first and second brothers should have been fighting for succession, but I ended up becoming the crown prince without even being properly prepared.”
“I’m not curious at all about the failure of the family’s children’s farming. So why did you come here?”
Shiron said in a slightly sharp voice. It was because my mind was cluttered with thoughts about Latera and the Holy Land, and I wanted to quickly end the trivial conversation.
“I wanted to say thank you.”
Victor narrowed his eyes while smiling bitterly. When Siron heard those words, he felt goosebumps rising all over his body.
“…what?”
“Didn’t you hear? Thank you.”
“Why are you giving me goosebumps?”
Siron took a step forward, cupping his face with one hand.
“Are you really gay? How are you saying thank you?”
“Can’t you even say thank you to your friends? It’s even more creepy that you saved my life and you can’t even say thank you. You’re just treating your friends like useful people.”
“…”
“It’s not just words. I can even kiss your shoes.”
“Crazy.”
“Crazy man, can’t you do that to a friend who saved your life and fed you the emperor’s throne?”
“I’m asking you to do it in moderation.”
Shiron trembled and scratched his forearm. No matter how competitive he is, did he lose his mind because his older brother died? Shiron was terribly taken aback by the subtle change in Viktor’s attitude.
‘cute.’
Viktor smiled happily at the sight.
My older brother who kept me in check must have completely disappeared. Her actions became bold as she no longer had to show weakness. Shouldn’t it be okay to stop playing the role of the maknae who doesn’t need to be kept in check?
“If you want to express your gratitude, don’t say it with words, but give it in money. What’s wrong with you, man? What kind of red-haired bastard in the world would go a long way just to say thank you?”
“…Do you need money?”
Victor asked, tilting his head. Siron felt quite disgusted by the behavior of the young man in front of him. Siron, whose face was crumpled, opened his jaw with strength.
“…I even heard a thank you. I feel pitiful.”
“Okay, see you next time.”
“…”
Siron glanced at Viktor, who smiled and waved his hand, then turned his back and walked towards the annex.
Stride, stride,
Victor, who was watching his friend grumble and walk away, held back the laughter that was about to escape.
Siriel drew a line harshly, and Viktor tacitly agreed not to cross that line, but for some reason, he kept wanting to cross it.
*
Siron burst open the entrance to the annex and moved his head to find his companion.
I was planning to leave for the Holy Land with more time, but my plan was pushed forward. Victor, that bastard is dangerous no matter how you look at it. Right now, Siron wanted to distance himself from Victor.
After turning his head a few times, Siron was quickly able to find a trustworthy companion.
A red head can be seen lying face down on a thick magic book. Siron shook Lucia, who was sleeping using a book as a pillow, to wake her up.
“…Seup.”
Lucia lifted her head up, rubbing the corner of her mouth with her sleeve. There, Siron was seen breathing heavily.
“W-what?!”
Startled, she quickly rubbed her mouth with her sleeve. She felt her sleeves becoming slightly damp and her face growing hotter.
“Lucia. Let’s pack our bags.”
“Jim? Why Jim again?”
“I want to go somewhere far away.”
I didn’t say anything for nothing.
“…Are you going on a trip?”
“I’m not going somewhere to have fun.”
Siron suddenly stood up Lucia, who was sitting quietly. Normally, I would have taken Lucia on a trip under the pretext of going on a trip, but just two days ago, I received a promise of active cooperation from Lucia herself.
So Siron spoke honestly to Lucia.
“You said it out loud that you could ask for it.”
“I didn’t know it would be today…”
Siron, who was frustrated with Lucia’s continued indifference, grabbed her by the hand and went upstairs and stood in front of Lucia’s room.
“There’s not much to prepare. All you need to do is bring a change of clothes and toiletries. I took care of everything else.”
“Now, wait a minute!”
Lucia waved her arms, not knowing what to do. I’m sure I said that in the carriage out of anger, but that day is coming so quickly? Not even two days have passed yet?
“You don’t want to go? If it’s not you, there’s either Siriel or Seyra, so don’t go unless you don’t want to go.”
“You’re being so sudden, aren’t you? Of course, it’s not that I don’t want to go…”
“No, whatever.”
“that…”
Lucia wiggled her fingers and looked up at Siron.
A lot of worry flashed through her. Academy starts tomorrow. To prepare for it, I was reviewing the magic I had learned, but when Siron suddenly proposed a trip, my mind became confused.
A scale appeared inside Lucia.
‘Poetry and travel.’
Siron said he was never going to have fun, but Lucia was happy for that reason to go on a trip with Siron.
Lucia considered herself a travel expert. In her previous life, she had been marching through the demonic landscape for several years, and was able to treat any hardship as if she were just going out for a drink in the neighborhood.
But the problem is the academy. There were some mean-spirited brats who fiercely challenged her to a duel, but she wanted to walk the proper path of learning.
There was nothing to learn about swordsmanship, but in areas such as magic, history, and mathematics, I felt like I was opening up a new level every time I learned it, so I couldn’t waste every moment.
When eating, in the classroom, there were constant duels… I didn’t like the professor, and no one took my side…
“…?”
In the midst of complicated thoughts in her head, Lucia suddenly felt like her mind was becoming clearer.
‘Did I go to the academy to be treated like that?’
I went to the academy because I had regrets about not being able to study in my previous life, and I went there because I was jealous of the nobles enjoying their school days peacefully behind the front lines…
I already knew how to read and write, and I also knew how to use combat magic to some extent. Didn’t liberal arts subjects, including history, somehow avoid failing grades?
Lucia felt the anger she had been holding in for so long rising.
The scales in my heart tipped at once with ‘Traveling alone with Shiron’.
– I’ll prepare it soon.
Lucia slammed the door and shouted from beyond the door.
Even though he made it clear that he was not going to play, he was so energetic that Shiron’s excited voice made him worry for nothing.
Siriel watched the two of them with thin eyes.