Chapter 162
Artificial saint (1)
Several years have passed since David settled in Avignon.
He thought he would never have to face his past again. However, carelessness always brings the worst results.
David’s reunion with the past was in the worst form.
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[David di Chevalier]
After arriving in Avignon and unpacking, it was the name I saw at the first place I visited.
I was familiar with the name engraved on a stone slab smaller than my upper body.
Because the person involved was kneeling in front of the slab right next to him and praying. The bright blond hair braided from the back to the waist is holy.
what more to say
There is only one person worthy of kneeling down and praying in front of the surname [Chevalier] in the cemetery near Avignon Cathedral.
‘David di Chevalier’ is a French maiden.
This is the name of the godfather of ‘Desire Chevalier’.
As soon as she arrived in Avignon, she took my hand and led me here. He said he wanted to introduce his family.
“Taeyang-kun, if you have something to repent of, why don’t you share it with us? The godfather will surely atone for your sins.”
I quietly stroked the handle of Yeriel as I watched the saintess recite the final prayer.
[…] … .]
Seeing as you still don’t have an answer, it seems to be pretty seriously broken. However, I have no regrets.
I didn’t think of anything while watching her praying.
If I were to confess something in this place, what would be the path I have walked so far?
That’s why I didn’t say anything to myself.
only.
He muted his voice so as not to disturb Chevalier, who had been meeting with his family for the first time in a while.
That’s it.
Although David was a character in the game, if he existed, he would be truly respectable.
If it had not been for his sacrifice, Chevalier would not have been alive and Avignon would have been in ruins today.
He deserves to be called a saint, but he died as David because he is not recorded.
so that.
I ruminated
Chevalier prayed.
How long has it been like that?
Feeling that Chevalier’s prayers were coming to an end, I also silently bowed.
A stone slab is caught in the view going down.
The words written in small letters under David’s name were the same as my current feelings, so I chanted along with them.
“Lord, please do not forgive my sins… … .”
“—Amen.”
After praying, Chevalier rose from her seat and lifted her eyelashes that had come down like a curtain.
Clear, deep blue eyes stared at me.
He opened his mouth, looking at her face to face without avoiding his eyes.
“So, are you still unable to contact the princess?”
At my question, Chevalier bit her lip and nodded quietly.
The reason I asked her for contact with Elizabeth was because on the day of the midterm exam, after my test broke, all contact was suddenly cut off.
“No calls, no texts. Where the hell are you doing… … .”
“… … Well, let’s go back to the inn first. It’s not going to be solved just because there are more of them here.”
“Yes, I have to organize my luggage. I do that first. Whoa, did you cut it off partly?”
‘Somehow cut off all contact?’
It’s definitely not nonsense.
Cutting off all tails that could be traced was a basic requirement of a fugitive.
It’s something well worth considering.
Looking at Chevalier muttering in concern, I raised my hand to cover my mouth.
I followed Chevalier, who led the way and headed out of the cemetery.
The answer will lie in the problem, so think carefully, Taeyang. It hasn’t been long since I met the princess, and I’m sure I can solve this twisted situation.
Even as he worked hard on his feet, he rolled his head without rest.
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Elizabeth Windsor, Desiree Chevalier, David di Chevalier, Jack Daniel’s, Dragon Blood, Vatican, France, England, Avignon.
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Among the keywords that run amok in my head, I first classified the person who is the key to this problem.
[Princess Knight] Elizabeth Windsor.
She is a key figure in this case.
It goes without saying, as I confirmed through the classified documents I received that she was the originator of the incident.
[The Holy Maiden] Désiré Chevalier.
Although the beginning of the case I am currently proceeding may have originated from Elizabeth, the root is ‘Chvalier’s turning point’.
The person who recognized that ‘Elizabeth Windsor’ was taking ‘dragon blood’ was ‘Désirée Chevalier’, so the story of the two is intertwined here.
“Please go to your inn.”
I got into the back seat of a vehicle provided by the French army and asked the driver.
Inside the gliding car, Chevalier quietly looked out the window.
Her troubled face was reflected in the window.
I started thinking again.
Desiree and Elizabeth are intertwined.
‘Elizabeth asked Desiree for help. Chevalier’s main base was France, so it’s understandable that Elizabeth, who judged that there was no one she could trust in England, fled to France.’
Chevalier and Elisabeth had been in contact since childhood in Avignon.
Among the key words, words that have already been used have been deleted.
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David di Chevalier, Jack Daniel’s, Dragon Blood, Vatican, Avignon.
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I feel like my brain has cleared up a little bit.
Now that the basic formula is over, let’s solve the remaining problems to the end.
Human attention doesn’t last long, so I don’t have much time left.
‘When Desirée received the last call from Elizabeth in front of the French military and the Korean ambassador—she said that her location was Avignon.’
Then why ‘Avignon’?
reminisce
To the point where Elisabeth met Chevalier shortly after the Academy Awards ceremony.
＜Who do you think is your saintess? Don’t call me that way. Because I still feel like I can see the cross of the ‘Avignon Cathedral’ you destroyed in front of me.＞
no. This was said to Jack Daniel, not to Elizabeth.
＜The crazy thing is me.＞
＜I don’t remember getting help like that.＞
Neither.
I rewinded my memory a bit further.
(Why, can you come? Isn’t this France? And ‘Avignon days’, are you still stuck?)
yes, this is it!
What Elizabeth said to Désirée.
The two had already met in Avignon. And then I knew what had happened.
Among the remaining keywords, I brought ‘David di Chevalier’.
Elisabeth was implicated in the death of ‘David di Chevalier’, the godfather of ‘Desirée Chevalier’, [unrecorded saint].
It was ‘Avignon’ where ‘Desiree Chevalier’ grew up, and ‘Avignon’ is also where the strongest contact occurred in the memories of Desiree and Elisabeth.
Because it was the place where the memories of the two crossed the strongest, Elizabeth asked Desiree for help and set the escape route to ‘Avignon’.
Erase ‘Avignon’.
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David di Chevalier, Jack Daniel’s, Dragon Blood, Vatican.
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We arrived at the hotel where we stayed.
“Call me if anything comes to mind.”
“Yes, got it… … . Call me when you get in touch with Elizabeth of the Sun Islands.”
In the room facing each other, I briefly greeted Desiree before closing the door.
She still seemed unconcerned.
I immediately sat down on the bed.
A total of four key words remain.
“Elizabeth said that the source of dragon blood was the Vatican—”
I brought ‘Vatican’ and ‘Dragon Blood’.
What the hell is the Vatican for? for what reason? Did he administer hemolysis to Elizabeth?
There must be a reason.
The effect of hemolysis is to turn the person who consumes it into a dragon.
There must be some gains for the Vatican by turning Elizabeth into a dragon.
In an instant, the titles of David and Desiree flashed in my mind.
[Sexy Maiden]
[unrecorded saint]
“I can’t believe that this kind of thing was done because of the title ‘saint, saint’ and the influence that name has at most… … ?”
ah, can you? I shook my head and shook my thoughts.
This game is a mess. It’s a poop game made by a pervert who enjoys fucking users with extreme difficulty.
It’s never been easier since I became a golden sun. So always assume the worst.
In addition, the ‘Vatican’ that I know is full of ‘state-level magic’ and ‘miracle’ that can be created using ‘saints and saints’. The possibility cannot be completely ruled out.
If, assuming the Vatican drugged Elizabeth to get that title, why was contact lost?
Moment.
The remaining puzzle pieces were completed at once and a picture was drawn.
Looking out the window, the sun has already fallen and it is dark.
I woke up from the goose bumps running down my back.
I put on the Yeriel and Arondite that I had just dragged around my waist and opened the door roughly.
“Oh, what a crazy world it is!!!”
– Kwajik!
I heard the sound of a door being smashed, but that didn’t matter now. He immediately knocked on the door of the Chevalier across the street.
“Desiree! Desiree! Open the door!”
‘bang! bang! bang!’ An indistinguishable sound filled the hallway, whether it was with a hand blade or a fist.
‘Please, please open it quickly, young lady. It means that one o’clock is in a hurry.’
-Kiik.
“The door is going to break down like this, what the hell is going on?”
As if my prayers had reached them, the door was opened.
Seeing that she had just washed and changed, in comfortable everyday clothes rather than a nun’s uniform, I put her back into the room.
“Change your clothes right now, change into your armor and take care of your flag.”
“Uh, uh!? Why the hell are you like this?”
The sudden thunderbolt made Desiree shake her head, unable to come to her senses.
I answered briefly and simply for her.
“Elizabeth, if I don’t find her tonight, she’ll die.”
“… … yes?”
“There is no time for this. I’ll explain as we go, so if you want to save the princess, prepare quickly.”
After checking my stiff expression, she noticed that things were going strangely and immediately ran into the room.
After a while, I moved along the hallway of the hotel with her, wearing armor and carrying a flag spear.
My urgency is buried, and my steps are somewhere between walking and running.
I opened my mouth without looking at Chevalier.
“There was something we were missing by focusing only on contact.”
“… … ?”
“Elizabeth’s communications were suddenly cut off. This should assume two cases. One is if he voluntarily cuts off all communication and goes into hiding—”
“But did she ask for help first? The chances of that happening are slim.”
Arriving at the elevator at the end of the hallway, I pressed the ‘↓’ button hard.
“—Yes, it is as you said. The chances of Elizabeth disappearing of her own will are very small. If I went into hiding, I would have made a point with you. Seeing as you asked for help, you’ll be her only ally left now.”
“then… … ?”
-Ding! The door opens.
“There are times when all contact is cut off due to someone else’s will, not the person’s will. Why do you think she fled from England to France?”
“That’s because they decided England was no longer safe… … .”
“Is England no longer safe when the former knight commander and royal knights who have reached the master level of ‘Jack Daniel’ are guarding it? Do you think this makes sense?”
Desiree’s eyes widened. Staring into her eyes, I continued.
“For some reason, Jack was excluded. Right now, the person responsible for this incident must be forcibly administering ‘dragon blood’ to Elizabeth and detaining her. You should know the effect of dragon blood better than anyone.”
“If consumed in excess, humans slowly turn into polyps… … . Wait!? Was Jack excluded? There won’t be many opponents in England who can beat him… … !”
“Why do you think we were the only ones involved? We are not alone here. Since the source of dragon blood is the Vatican, they have definitely intervened.”
“The Vatican intervened? Why?”
– The door closes.
In response to her question, ‘Why the hell?’, I inferred it.
‘In order to bestow the title of saint you have on a puppet they are easy to handle.’
couldn’t tell you the truth.
“I don’t know the exact reason, but the Vatican’s involvement is unavoidable. All elements say so. And if it’s the Holy Knights of the Vatican, it’s enough to overwhelm Jack, but even this isn’t the worst.”
“That’s not even the worst, then… … ?”
“It is highly likely that the British government has joined hands with the Vatican, while the British government has completely given up on the search for the princess, even causing friction with Buckingham Palace. When all these fragments are put together, there is only one worst case—”
Chevalier’s expression hardened. In the mirror facing her, her face was endlessly reflected.
“—Jack betrayed Elizabeth.”
“… … ?!”
-1st floor.
The feeling of going down stopped.
Looking outside through the crack in the door that was split in half, I murmured.
“If we are late, we will have an audience with the scaly princess in battle with the Holy Knight.”
Dusk fell on the world visible through the cracks in the door.
In a world where ‘personal history’ acts as ‘power’, humans were trying to create [Artificial Saints].