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Intermission (6)
I’ve seen this kid prophesy.
“Hey, huh!”
“Modest, it’s okay. pee······.”
Aurelie Butier patted the Prophet’s head with a calm voice. Inwardly, I quickly looked back on the past.
Indigo hair ran softly from the middle-aged man’s fingertips.
Meanwhile, the attendants took out a handkerchief, wiped the patient’s nose, and ran to the Juliet Palace to ask for help.
Modest Bacari, the youngest general manager of Fleur de Lis, was famous for his genius foresight.
What made him a prodigy was, in a way, a simple distinction.
[Heo Eok, the soul that crash-landed… The world, support…
“You’re so red, but your cheeks are cold. Can you tell Frederick the situation? I’ll need you too.”
“Yes, my lord.”
At Natalie’s beckoning, Douette, the attendant, quickly got into the carriage and disappeared toward the Imperial Palace.
Like those who served the cardinals, they were all calm.
Aurelie’s gaze rested on Bacary’s bizarre eyes again.
This child naturally looked to the future as if breathing normally.
There was no pain or abnormal symptoms right before foreknowledge, or the inconvenience of receiving revelations only through dreams.
His specialty is to look forward to the future smoothly as if he were just appreciating the weather.
That was the pride and pride of the young general manager.
So this was ominous.
“Would you like to close your eyes? It seems difficult…”
He tried to cover his eyelids to cover the blackened white and brightly shining iris, but to no avail.
The hardened eyelids did not even move. It was a sign unfamiliar to her, who was well-educated.
“Excuse me for a moment. I will see your condition.”
“Black, no. majesty!”
“Yes, I am here.”
-Paaa…
She unleashed a huge blue circle of healing.
Countless ether grains rose up like pollen. saaa!
A feast of healing power that swirls as if searching for the cause of the disease…
“Wow!”
Then, Bakari convulsed.
– Chijijik!
The cardinal’s circle distorted with an ominous sound. Aurelie was astonished.
But the shock didn’t stop there. in the body of the prophet,
– Aww!
An explosion of great power followed. She just bounced off.
All the servants in the municipality were swept away in chaos.
Clink, clink! All the windows on the first floor in front of Juliet were shattered.
“Big!”
“aaah!”
“majesty!”
“majesty! Oh my gosh! Bring Your Majesty right now! hurry!”
The front of the small palace turned into a chaos in an instant.
There was no explosion of flames, but this alone was an event that would overturn the imperial palace.
Romero and Juliet’s men rushed out, called a carriage, and looked at the wounded.
The Imperial Guard, who had been on guard, quickly surrounded the crowd.
Natalie, with scratches everywhere, embraced the fallen cardinal and breathed heavily.
Fortunately, the beige eyes opened quickly. There didn’t seem to be any major injuries.
“Are you out of your mind? God, thank you!”
“Hey, Natalie. That kid…”
The cardinal looked hard. The two women saw the prophet lying quietly in their sight.
Several guards were aiming at him with spears.
The youth blinked blankly in their normal eyes.
Breaking through all the turmoil of this world, a loud voice echoed through the air.
It was a bizarre experience.
[Let the plot be done. Fire and explosion, sword and blood… The noble will be in danger prepared by the Lord.]
Aurelie took a deep breath at the terrible remark.
She grabbed Natalie’s collar with trembling hands.
“My godfather… We need to get Sadie back. School, founding ceremony…”
The middle-aged man’s voice seemed to be extinguished.
Natalie hastily covered her mouth to contain the scream.
*
At the same time, the mansion of semi-baron Beliard.
“Right, Pascal. Let’s eat some more.”
“I’m full, Dad.”
“please. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Dad’s face.”
“Ugh.”
Sarah Beliard couldn’t believe the miracle unfolding before her eyes.
She stood still by the hearth, engraving every scene into her mind.
Glass window with clear winter sunlight.
Newly replaced pure white curtains and a side table full of kokeshi dolls.
A daughter who sheds tears with an expression of excitement.
Since yesterday, the son-in-law who has taken care of the blood without slept…
Her precious grandson, who empties a bowl of garbur while being grumbling.
“Lord, thank you…”
The daughter has already offered a prayer of thanks, not knowing how many hundred times it has been.
Pascal, the family’s invaluable treasure, puppy, troublemaker and laughter pack, woke up healthy a few days ago.
It was the result of sipping a little herbal tea from Haemmouricho on the unconscious lips.
There was no improvement in ten days, but Sarah did not give up. I had a gut feeling that this was my last chance.
What persuaded the desperate daughter and wife was the short sentence, ‘A medicinal herb given by a royal priest.’
With that, the three of them survived one more day.
And as the new moon rose, the child found her grandmother.
“Actually, I want to eat sweets other than this…”
“Let’s go to the Imperial Palace and eat sweets. If you are kind in front of His Majesty the Cardinal, Grandma will buy you a lot.”
The daughter turned to Sarah and said. It was a smile I hadn’t seen in a long time.
Sarah rolled her eyes and nodded her head.
Pascal’s complexion brightened as she received her grandmother’s promise.
The child was due to be diagnosed with a ‘vessel’ condition by Cardinal Boutier today.
Sarah wrote a letter to the Imperial Palace and made an appointment with difficulty.
As soon as the daughter got Pascal back, she made a huge donation to the central temple of the emperor.
The son-in-law leaned on his mother-in-law’s shoulder and wept like a child.
All the workers in the mansion shed tears of joy. Everyone said it was a blessing from God.
But the old man thought differently. Wrinkled eyes slowly traced the memories of spring days.
‘It may sound cheeky, but please don’t think of it as a curse.’
It happened in the Imperial Palace.
The prince who was taken as a hostage hides in a small confessional to comfort those he doesn’t know… Sarah laughed for a moment.
But now his sentence has become the word of the gods to Beliarga.
It didn’t matter if the prince didn’t speak by borrowing the power of the god.
‘I hope that Sir and his family will not give up and continue fighting. Let’s do whatever we can in the future.’
Until then, no one had given her such encouragement. Surprisingly, that was the reality.
Because the people of the imperial society were very harsh, and he had original sin.
‘How about your grandson?’
In the summer of the royal duel, the prince asked first.
Sarah then asked herself a question.
Isn’t it funny to be swayed by unfamiliar kindness beyond the age of sixty?
It’s embarrassing for a reporter who has lived through moderate hardships now that he thinks more about what other people say.
He even beat himself up saying that he seemed too weak.
‘How is your grandson these days?’
But even in December, the prince asked the same question.
This time, he even held out his neck box with a smirk on his face. The straight eyes were still there.
Purple eyes that neither regards their actions in particular nor expects anything in return.
Sarah considered it very rare. I wanted to test it.
He was the one who tested even the faith related to the middle name, so he wondered if there was anything else he couldn’t do to a royal priest.
‘Do you have anything you want from me? I’m sure you are.’
‘Yes?’
The prince widened his eyes.
He pursed his lips for a while, then gave an answer with a puzzled expression.
‘I wish I could shorten the article about me.’
‘··········.’
‘In the crowd, that’s a little bit… I’m also disappointed. Is this a difficult request?’
Then he laughed bitterly, saying he would respect freedom of the press.
Sarah recounted the conversation from that day and raised an eyebrow.
-smart
The servant in charge of the mail opened the door and entered.
She waved her hand towards her daughter’s family.
It meant that he had to keep talking with his grandchildren, as he would confirm.
“Excuse me.”
“What are so many?”
“Heh heh heh, it’s mostly a congratulatory letter from Master Pascal on his recovery. These came to the ladies and gentlemen, and these came to Sir Beliard. And this is… We arrived at the office.”
The last envelope the servant handed me was quite large.
When I came to the office, I thought it was a letter that reported the feeling of an article.
“Portal Mail. You are an anonymous fighter.”
“Yes, it is not uncommon. A kid who ran errands in the morning brought them.”
Sara tapped her chin and pulled out a paper knife from her arms. Boo Wook!
– Tuk!
I tilted the opened envelope to check the contents, but a note fell inside.
The two old men’s eyes met the crooked letters.
‘Outside publication request.
Defend your empire by fulfilling your royal duty. Her Majesty, Princess Sarah Lister.’
*
At that time, the establishment ceremony of the Hwangdo Defense Academy was crowded.
Few upper-class people attended. Although some aristocrats who helped establish it were present, the main characters of the event were commoners.
The Military Academy was a royal educational institution for the few commoners who were gifted in swordsmanship or magic.
All the families of the cadets who were going to be admitted were invited.
In addition, those with a certain identity, occupation, and residence were allowed to attend the founding ceremony only to those who applied.
Although it was a first-come-first-served basis, the response was explosive.
“Oh my God, is that the Prince? How can humans be like that?”
“Shh! Do you want to be arrested by the Guard?”
Shinmin flocked like a cloud to the other side of the front door.
Sedric sat down at the top and looked down at the parade ground.
The man who received the title of the most beautiful woman in the empire was attracting people’s attention with a gorgeous robe, a nice robe and a fur cloak.
No matter who came up on the podium and did what he did, the eyes of the spectators were nailed to the noble prince and did not move.
Elisabeth giggled at the funny scene over and over again.
“How do you feel when you say that you only came to an event? Isn’t there another special skill that you don’t even know about? After all, the Archmage’s son is different.”
“Noisy.”
“Let’s take this opportunity to name it. How about ‘The Prince’s Charm’?”
“It would be good to take this opportunity to take off a medal, Sir.”
The father responded. He came from the warm southern part of the country and seemed to be in good shape.
Count Soh struck him on the shoulder with an exquisite angle that could not be seen from any direction.
Two childhood friends are holding their breath and talking,
“On behalf of the aristocrats who have supported the school, Duke Simon de Sarnaise will offer words of encouragement.”
The moderator guided. Sedric and Elisabeth looked straight ahead.
Then, at the same time, he narrowed his brow. A man with a familiar face was coming up the podium.
“…you look bad.”
“It’s not that bad. Do you think you are going to fall right now?”
The two whispered. It was literally. Duke Sarnez was sweating profusely.
His face was red like a patient, and he staggered for a while because of dizzy.
The attendant, who was helping the event, quickly grabbed his arm.
The duke smiled softly and bowed down to the prince and the lieutenant colonel.
He wiped his forehead with a handkerchief.
“Duke, if you don’t feel well, you can leave it to someone else. It is cold, so please sit in a warm place.”
“no······. it’s okay.”
He politely declined Elizabeth’s offer. neck was locked.
The father tilted his head.
I was well aware of his thorough sense of responsibility, but it seemed a bit excessive today.
I must call Taeyi,
“Nice to meet you, prospective students.”
The duke cut off his thoughts and opened his mouth. White breath rose like smoke from a beacon.
That was then.
“······hurray! Long live His Majesty the King!”
Someone used evil and ran out of the VIP seat. Hundreds of eyes, including the peacock, were focused on one another.
Sreung! Elizabeth and her sword responded immediately.
“Suppress it!”
“Long live Prince Jesse!”
A young voice called out for the throat to burst. The father clenched his teeth.
The culprit was a boy who looked to be around fifteen at most.
Judging from the noble attire and the white nape, it was clear that he was a nobleman. He couldn’t even run fast.
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One of the guards reached out to the boy running towards the center of the parade ground.
It was just before being caught.
“Long live the Penetian New Kingdom!”
“Oh my God, isn’t that Confucius Andrége?”
“It doesn’t matter if I hurt you!”
The Countess cried out. The criminal caught on the back hurriedly pulled something out of his arms.
Tears welled up in the boy’s eyes. It was a sign of fear.
Cedric Lister felt that everything was moving very slowly except himself.
“Lord, take care of me…”
– Aww!
Before he could finish speaking, a shock wave burst out of his small body.
Elizabeth quickly flew away and attacked the prince.
“Aww!”
“Aww!”
The parade ground turned into a scene of screams and horror.
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Over Count Soh’s shoulder, he saw Duke Sarnez flying slowly through the air.
A bright red flame engulfed the hem of his robe.
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Orange eyes fluttered wildly. It was terrorism.