The situation was quickly resolved after Tesilid's groundbreaking declaration.
The adage that respect comes from fear was indeed true. The Elfenheim Knights decided to retreat quietly after seeing my Halo and Tesilid's Aura Blade.
It was a wise decision.
It would look better to make a strategic retreat than to become a defeated army.
Of course, there were some who kicked away the honor we had given them and showed a mean look.
A blonde knight trembled and cursed Tesilid. -You disgusting apostate! Are you falling for the witch's trick and becoming corrupted? The lightning of God will split your skull!
-Like this?
-Kwaaaaak! He was carried out by the other knights after receiving my punishment.
As soon as the Knights Templar return, what happened in Peronsa today will be reported to the Cardinals' Council.
Soon, a declaration will be made through the Holy Emperor's Office that Tesilid and I will be paired up for heresy trial. The future is clear.
However, our side will not be easy either.
Led by Bianca, the Unryeong Church is working behind the scenes to build up its power against the Order Church, and it will soon show results.
After the Elfenheim Knights Templar retreated, the lunch and dinner held at the King's Castle turned into a grand banquet for some reason.
After spending a noisy time with everyone, the sun sank below the horizon.
And so, after the banquet, it was time for rest.
Tesilid and I went to the renovated St. Agnes Church to find a place where we could spend time alone.
Todok. Tododok. Knock. Knock.
Droplets falling from the sky knock on the stained glass window.
Even though the sky was clear during the day, dark clouds that had sneaked in during the darkness of the night had taken over the sky.
The sound of the rain resonated through the air like a nocturne, adding to the charm of the sanctuary.
Me and Tesilid. The two of us were leaning against the window, talking.
“You can communicate with God?”
“Yes.”
Her smooth, sea-blue eyes were filled with surprise. I answered, looking through my inventory.
“We can always talk. Our Unryeongnim is affectionate when he’s affectionate and stern when he’s serious. As expected of someone who has words in his heart, he often says famous sayings that touch the heartstrings.” [‘Unryeong that builds the world’ is satisfied with the perfect interpretation.]
[‘Libra that judges souls’ frowns.] “I see.”
“If you have something to say to Unryeongnim, then say it.”
“Hmm.......”
His handsome face became serious. He was so lost in thought that he didn’t even notice me putting a glass in his hand.
Soon, he raised his head high. The high ceiling was painted with sacred oil paintings. It seemed as if he thought that there must be a god beyond that.
“Unryeongnim.”
As expected, he was a faithful knight. Our Unryeongnim’s name in his voice sounded unusually devout.
His sea-blue eyes sparkled with anticipation.
“Was it by chance that you were the one who returned the child to me on the Ritniel Plains?” [‘World-building Word Spirit’ answers that it was natural.] “You said it was natural.”
“Ah....... I was really sorry back then. I dared to swear so brazenly when I knocked on the door of the Mansinjeon.......” [‘World-building Word Spirit’ waves her hand, saying that she didn’t care because she didn’t swear at herself.] “You said it was okay because you didn’t swear at her. ......But did you swear at me?”
“......You said damn order and good.”
It’s closer to an appropriate modifier than an insult. Nevertheless, he averted his gaze as if he felt guilty. [‘Soul-judging Scales’ finds it cute.] I couldn’t look at you «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» with such a light gaze as Scales.
Tesilid, who was usually bound by the Seven Pillars and Seven Sins, never uttered a single harsh word.
When I thought that he had been mentally driven to the point of blasphemy, my mood sank.
I silently filled his glass with ‘the highest grade wine for ceremonies.’
Tesilid immediately put his lips to the glass as if his throat was burning, and then flinched.
“This is alcohol.”
“There is no prohibition of alcohol in the doctrine of the Unryongyo.”
“I see.”
My prediction that he would refuse several more times was wrong.
After toasting with me, he immediately poured his glass. His throat rose and fell loudly several times.
What the. He drinks surprisingly well? [‘The Inspector of the Secret of the Heavenly Secrets’ is intrigued by the appearance that he didn’t see in the original.]
[‘The Eyes that Watch Over the Chaos of All Creation’ is annoyed that he has been acting coy to seduce you.] I also drank my share of alcohol.
‘Oh!’
In an instant, a sense of ecstasy as if the organic vineyard of Eden Farm was unfolding in my mouth swept over my whole body.
It is indeed the wine of the divine realm. The description that it is delicious was not an empty promise. [‘The Word Spirit that Builds the World’ stamped his foot, saying that the wine is not for drinking but for ceremonial purposes.] ‘Hey, I’m just tasting it.’
And he emptied half of it.
That’s how the two of us enjoyed our time of toasting. As we were sharing the last glass, a thought suddenly crossed my mind.
“Oh, that’s right. Terry. I have something I want to ask you.”
“Yeah, what is it?”
“What happened at the Litniel Plains back then? I don’t remember when I became the Demon King.”
“.......”
For some reason, Tesilid’s fingertips holding the glass twitched.
“When I came to my senses, you were hurt and I had a tranquilizer candy in my mouth.”
“.......”
“You fed it to me, right? How on earth did you do it?”
“.......”
I asked, pretending to be genuinely curious.
I planned to make him confess what dangerous method he used and then scold him for asking if it was the best option.
I was waiting for the knight in front of me to show his old-fashionedness and honestly confess his sins.
Unfortunately, Tesilid today didn’t seem to be very interested in playing the role of a conservative knight.
His sea-blue eyes, which seemed to waver for a moment in embarrassment, soon calmed down.
He suddenly came close to me.
“Are you curious?”
“......Terry?”
Long, thick fingers stroke the pink hair hanging over my shoulder.
My hair tangled in a slow teasing.
It seemed as if a subtle tingling and tickling sensation was transmitted to my scalp.
A dry saliva passed down my throat for no reason. [‘Libra, the Judge of Souls’ holds its breath.] It seems that it wasn’t just my imagination that made me feel strange when I saw Libra acting like that.
Our eyes met at a close range.
The sea-colored eyes visible through the silver hair were somehow provocative, and the lips, slightly wet from the wine, had a luster that seemed to enchant me.
“If you want to know.......”
The attractive face gradually came closer.
But the moment our breaths were about to connect, a realization suddenly occurred to me. It was thanks to his eyes and lips that had captivated me.
“Ah! Did you use the provocation skill to lure me in and feed me with your mouth?”
“.......”
His hand that was about to cover the back of my head suddenly stopped.
It seems to be the right answer. [‘Scales that Judge Souls’ gets angry and says that it was time to quietly wait until he reproduced the method.]
[‘The Cynical Man Who Adjusts Balance’ clicks his tongue at your ability to read the mood.]
[‘The Architect of the Skyscraper of Trials’ is disappointed that the mood was ruined.] “Oh, yeah, that’s right.”
Tesilid awkwardly stepped back.
I should have felt sorry for ruining the mood, but I was busy questioning him.
“Oh my. You provoked the Demon King by yourself? What if you did something so dangerous? You almost died!”
“As a result, you survived.......”
“What? Remember the result? You couldn’t even make an excuse because you were confident you wouldn’t die?”
“That’s true, but at the time, that was.......”
“Just say it was the best you could do.”
“......Saint Agnes, please help me.”
He seemed to realize that the more he opened his mouth, the more he would be putting himself at a disadvantage. He asked for help in a very pitiful voice.
I laughed, putting my index finger on the necklace.
“Agnes isn’t here right now. She’s in the Hall of Saints.”
“Why there?”
“I asked you to step aside for a moment because I wanted to be alone with you.”
“.......”
Tesilid repeated 'just the two of us' quietly, then suddenly closed his mouth. [The 'eyes that watch over the chaos of all things' are displeased with Tesilid Argent's sparkling eyes.]
[The 'scales that judge souls' laughs bitterly.]
[The 'cynic who adjusts balance' clicks his tongue.] "Promise me, Terry."
"What?"
"Never again will you judge what is best and do dangerous things on your own."
"......."
"In particular, let's not jump off cliffs. Our Unryung hates extreme acting."
"Extreme acting?"
"There is something like that. Anyway, answer."
"Okay. I'll try... I promise."
I didn't like the idea of leaving room for the word 'try,' but I decided to let it slide. It seemed like he had reflected on it to some extent.
Besides, there was one more thing to investigate.
“By the way, Terry.”
“Yeah.”
“There were a lot of people at the Ritniel Plains back then.”
“Yeah.......”
“That was the case back then, and today too.”
“Yeah......?”
“Do you like showing off to people?”
“Huh? Oh, no, that’s......! That’s not it.......”
The teasing came back in a really funny way. I held back my laughter and pretended to look serious as I stared blankly.
After a long moment of not knowing what to do, he finally managed to organize his words.
“I’m sorry. I said I couldn’t help it at the Ritniel Plains, but today I think I acted too impulsively.......”
“Um, impulsively.......”
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