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God’s Peace (4)
It’s really bad, and there’s nothing I can do about it.
“Umm…”
That’s the bigger thing.
– spatula, spatula
I put a robe over my pajamas, and sat down in the lavish Juliet Palace and wrote.
It was Saturday night again.
A week has passed since the Saturday dinner, which was filled with the scent of Calvados’ apples.
It was dark all around because it was time for all the workers to rest, but the area around the desk lit up with a silver candlestick, which gave it a gentle glow.
It hadn’t snowed for a while outside the window, but since yesterday evening, the snowflakes have been flying again.
-widely! Tap!
-Feel free to…
As I was holding my breath, I could hear the sound of snow falling through the sound of the firewood bouncing.
Meanwhile, the Lister Palace was peaceful.
I don’t know how the outside works, but at least that’s how it was inside the palace.
According to Benjamin, Emperor Frederic’s errands were still going on with enthusiasm.
The family of the royal court servants had been subjected to internal investigations before, but it was said that the intensity would increase in the future.
The investigation into the nobility, centered on the aristocrats, had already ended, and it seemed that they were now looking behind the upper classes who were active between the imperial capital and the territories.
Not only the priests, but also the sons of nobles who had studied at the Vatican were the subjects of the full investigation.
If the circumstances of bringing in foreign capital were caught, it was difficult to avoid the relentless pursuit and interrogation of the Guards.
Even with such extensive housework, it does not fall into an atmosphere such as the politics of terror or McCarthyism… It’s also the leader’s ability.
“You were really cool that day.”
I muttered as I remembered the emperor at the birthday celebration.
‘Kee?’ Demi, who was laying her stomach in front of the fireplace, wriggled with curiosity.
Leah and Perry had already gone to dreamland with their colorful breaths.
The stubbornness buried between the two was barely visible. suffocating laughter
“Your Majesty. I’m really respectful. It seems like you were born to be an emperor.”
– Ki-eung
In reality, it is a personality that has been created through continuous effort and the flow of time.
Anyway, she was a really nice adult. Just looking at it, my heart raced.
I still clearly remembered what the emperor had declared on his birthday.
‘Some of you may be tempted to believe that Prince Jesse caused this confusion, but in Jim’s view it is suspicious that he considers this to be a chaos.’
‘··········.’
His red eyes flashed with dignity. The left didn’t even make a sound.
‘This is cleaning, not chaos. It is an act of removing the old stains of the empire.’
She was prepared in case the arrow returned to me.
The possibility of criticism was blocked in advance so that I, the victim, would not suffer collateral harm.
It was also a way to blockade the goals of Simon de Sarnaise and Berner Fénetian.
Because no one advised me to throw me out thanks to you.
I also want to become a person like Your Majesty later.
“This is not the time for this.”
I hesitated for a moment and then came back to reality.
As usual, all kinds of history books, ＜Biweekly Lister>, and various humanities books were scattered on the desk.
It was close to 12 o’clock, but I couldn’t fall asleep like this.
It is still difficult to go out, and even if I do go out, it is difficult to do anything meaningful, so I had to accumulate knowledge.
It was safe to say that my common sense about the outside of Lister was frankly lacking.
It’s been a year since I’ve been possessed, but if you ask me what I’ve been up to…
“This was the best.”
Adapting to a different world out of the blue is also a task, but where would you have had time to study from a neighboring country to a dynasty and even a neutral zone?
-talent
“it’s okay. You can work hard from now on.”
I have friends who can help. I encouraged myself.
Around that time, Demi slowly approached and stood up on the legs of a chair.
It was meant to be hugged, so he warmly put it in his arms and hugged him.
Tite had been spreading like a flock in the cradle from early evening.
It looked like he was sleeping deeply.
“Okay, see you again. The page I was reading was…”
Flutteringly, notebooks and books flew over at the same time. Records written in the past were clearly visible.
The bookcase, which had been shattered in the early days of possession, had faded a little.
Up until April, there were a lot of pages that were smeared with mottled ink.
‘Avoid vs. entangled’, ‘The good thing about avoiding: You can live until the war’.
Looking at the memo from the day I had a big dream, I burst into laughter.
I’ve tried it, but even if it’s tied, you can somehow survive.
-Paladang…
I returned to the point where I was studying. I picked up a quill and counted the sentences.
He also looked at a large map of the continent laid out like a tablecloth.
∙ Neutral Zone
– Area where ‘Temple of Boundary’ is located
– A vast desert and ethnic minority villages spread around the temple
– Various ancient artifacts are sleeping
– No troops are allowed to enter (only papal soldiers, excluding indigenous soldiers
– Currently, all Listers are prohibited from entering (except for some caravans and those whose identity is guaranteed, quarantine is required)
The map was thankfully the latest version that Canael had saved.
There was an onion-shaped land between Lister, who occupied the west side of the continent, and Penetian, which spanned the east in a narrower shape.
No. Onions are my own thoughts, and the Continental people thought that this place resembled a tulip bulb.
A long time ago, a continent was a country. The country’s name is Únĭo.
The capital was today near the Temple of the Boundary.
In short, the present neutral zone is a desert sparsely populated, but until about a thousand years ago, it was the center of the old country flowing with milk and honey.
Although the Winite River still passes, it seemed to have prospered like an Egyptian civilization in the Nile River basin at that time.
By the time Unio was split into two countries, of course, the battle for the capital was fierce…
‘This is the land where God’s peace blooms. If you want to see Jesse’s blood, you’ll have to hurt me first!’
Woowook Joo. I underlined one side of a children’s history book.
The then pope, Mateis Roséharder, appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the city and stopped the fighting.
Historians have pointed out that the timid man acted too late.
It was at the time when many people lost their lives earlier, and after many remains were buried in the sand.
‘Sungha, it’s dangerous, so leave your seat!’
‘no! I won’t move even a single step. Stop sacrificing innocent people!’
In any case, the appearance of the man was valid.
The two factions, who had been fighting fiercely, were forced to retreat due to the pope’s blasphemy.
It was impossible to forsake religious legitimacy in a war where cause was important.
Although he was trembling, he stood firm in front of the bleeding believers.
As a result, the entire army withdrew from the pope’s sight and was never allowed to return.
That was Mateis’s only and eternal achievement.
The land where the pope’s house was located remained neutral on the continent.
“This is where Elissa said she would meet me. At the time when I was framed, I must have judged that it was difficult to trust the Imperial Family 100%… So I wrote a letter.”
He tapped the map with his fingertips. A high-quality envelope placed on one side of the desk caught my eye.
Serenite’s coat of arms tightly sealed the entrance.
That’s what I wrote, day and night, with anguish and anguish over and over again.
It was because he had no idea what the real Prince Jesse’s handwriting was like.
For the same reason, I was a little scared because I didn’t even reply to King Christaner’s letter.
I wondered if it was me, and I thought that the situation could become more serious because of me.
But this time, a strange intuition encouraged me. I was convinced that I was already writing in the prince’s handwriting.
It is also true that I, who had never ridden a horse when I was ‘Jesse Jeong’, rode a horse with ease thanks to the experience of a prince here.
He had a knack for social dancing, and he was able to greet the new country very quickly.
I don’t know much about ancient languages, but both the Penetian and Lister scripts were easy to read.
In short, the basics that must be learned in order to survive in the worldview of Toegye Gong were already being accomplished with the help of the prince.
So I gained confidence. It seemed that a letter could be sent to Elisha.
If you could take a little risk and stop the war, what would you do?
‘Shall we write the story of Jeyuk?’
‘If it’s meat…’
‘The statue of a pig in the mantle of the parlor. It’s red.’
‘Five. You’re talking about that bust.’
Benjamin, who belatedly remembered that the sixth was Cornelisser’s work, took care of his facial expressions.
No matter how I looked at it, it seemed like he was trying to be a monster, but I didn’t want to bother him, so I laughed it off.
I got help from my friends throughout the writing of the letter.
For greetings and closing words, I referenced the Imperial Family’s Jesse (禮書), and asked the Crown Prince to confirm it again (“… sarcastic, he sometimes stabbed the core like this).
To give credibility, the middle name is unconditionally included. My sister is Wisil, I am Rossna.
He opened Christaner’s letter he had received at the plate and looked at it all day.
I was wondering if there was anything that could help.
It was completed with such a fuss.
“not now but.”
-talent
That was exactly a week ago. There was no time to despair.
Even at this moment, people may be dying at the border, but it was impossible to dwell on only the returned letter.
Where I lived, the two world wars occurred only 25 years apart.
Thinking that the same thing might be repeated here, my heart pounded even when I was sleeping and I woke up.
“The letter has come to an end. I have this for my birthday Shall we talk about it in class on Monday?”
– Kiying
When I pointed to ‘February 22 – the Feast of Advent’ written in the notebook, Shinsu complained.
He also pressed down on his stomach to go to bed early.
I glanced at him and checked the clock. Mouth opened right away.
What did you do, it’s already 1 o’clock!
“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was this late.”
– Interrupt
“Oh, I hate you bro. let’s go nose I will stop studying.”
Tomorrow is Canael’s birthday, so a lot of guests were supposed to come in the morning.
I quickly got up with my notebook in my pocket and holding Demi. Sleep was important.
*
The next day, February 14, was very sunny.
It was always beautiful inside, as well as outside, with snow covered in little clothes.
The cold had also subsided.
The weather was not lacking in many ways to call it Canael’s birthday.
His large golden eyes gleamed with love.
I carefully peered into the room and handed the cake to the friendly Lawrence.
“Voila!”
Then he groaned and went inside.
I didn’t forget to move carefully to avoid the candles going out.
‘Wow!’, ‘So pretty!’ Soon, exclamations poured in from all directions.
When the cake decorated in sky blue and gold was presented in front of today’s protagonist, the crowd of friends added a word one by one.
Most of them were similar. ‘Come on, Canael!’ Or ‘Hurry up, Ganael!’
“yes. Whoa…!”
“Wow!”
The child laughed and blew out the candle.
Sir Elizabeth, in plain clothes, kissed the fiancee’s cheek, and everyone except Prince Sedric clapped and rejoiced.
There were exactly seventeen candles that went out all at once.
This was the reason why a scene from ＜The Sound of Music> had been floating around in my head for a few days.
I whispered in a low voice that only Canael could hear. ‘I’m always thankful. happy birthday.’
Then, the boy’s eyebrows became moist.
“May God bless you.”
“Canael, happy birthday!”
“Congratulations, Canael!”
“Congratulations. Be happy!”
“Always be healthy.”
“Thank you everyone, sincerely.”
The Juliet family, including Benjamin, and Eva, Sant, and Sir John greeted each other one after another.
David of Romero’s Palace and Agnes the keeper also gave kind words.
Canael had a face full of happiness that made me happy.
‘yap!’ Kristel quickly took the cake with her index finger and smeared the whipped cream on the boy’s cheek.
A roar of laughter erupted. The moment Pierre follows her and puts the cream on the bridge of her friend’s nose,
– Whoops!
“Aww!”
“Oh my God!”
A small magic tool firecracker exploded!
Then, paper butterflies of five colors began to flutter around Canael.
Everyone was captivated by the amazing spectacle.
Marquis François looked at us and smiled cheerfully.
“ha ha ha! You’re very surprised. I’m sorry, Madame.”
“it’s okay. You made a very pretty thing, Marquis.”
He said that he had come back from the estate for today, kissed the back of Isabelle’s hand and quickly introduced his invention.
The prince, who was sitting firmly on the sofa, let out a silent sigh.
It was like watching a scene from a sitcom, and I burst into laughter.
The guy who showed up on time even though he wrote Omansang was amazing, so I…
– Tuk!
uh?
“Sant, I dropped this.”
“OMG! Thank you, Prince Jesse. I almost lost it!”
The priest bowed his round body and expressed his gratitude.
Even if it wasn’t, seeing that her round eyes were wide open, it seemed that the envelope I picked up was a very important item.
I smiled softly and unconsciously looked at the envelope.
‘Commemorating the Solemnity of Advent in 1614 by the Holy Calendar
Itinerary of pilgrimage to the Temple of the Boundary
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