‘Ah…….’
Tiriel let out a sound that was between a gasp and a moan.
Pink hair fluttered amidst the overflowing light.
Paraiba-blue eyes, as unwavering as ever.
She should be asking why Luatisha came to this dangerous place.
Tears welled up in Tiriel’s eyes.
‘……Why do I feel so relieved?’
* * *
“Luatisha Paeraton? How did you get here…….”
Seeing the bewildered Tiriel, Luatisha stood with one leg propped up, leaning casually.
“I should be the one asking that. Tiriel, weren’t you supposed to be locked up in the interrogation room?”
“…….”
“Well, I didn’t expect an answer anyway.”
Tiriel, who had been momentarily stunned by the sudden situation, soon wore a bitter smile.
‘This is actually good.’
Now that things have come to this, it would be better to eliminate Luatisha completely here.
“I don’t know what you’re so confident about.”
Tiriel tilted her head to the side.
“Lulu, you’ve guessed quite a bit about me, haven’t you?”
Her long silver hair shimmered smoothly as it cascaded down.
“But to come alone, what kind of guts do you have?”
Luatisha usually had quite a decent force.
Beastkins and the men of Paeraton, and Sidrian’s prince.
Even if they didn’t have the power to destroy her evil energy, Tiriel wouldn’t be able to handle them in her current state.
‘But to come all alone.’
She should have at least brought Raphael, the Sword Master.
“Are you so overconfident because you think you’ve beaten me all this time?”
“…….”
“But what a pity. This isn’t overconfidence; it’s just that your liver has grown too big for your body.”
While speaking leisurely, Tiriel spread her senses.
Because the cunning Luatisha might have set a trap.
However, nothing was caught in her senses.
Not even a rat, just Luatisha alone.
“Don’t tell me you thought I wouldn’t kill you?”
Tiriel smirked.
“How naive. What do you think was the reason I didn’t kill you all this time? Because the defense set up by Duke Paeraton was too strong? Well, there’s that too.”
Tiriel’s eyes, filled with vivid murderous intent, stared at Luatisha.
“But it’s not like I can’t break through it.”
It would take some effort, though.
“The only reason I didn’t kill you was to bring you down and take your influence for myself—to use you.”
“…….”
“But I’m tired of playing along with you among the worm-like humans.”
Luatisha smirked.
“Not because you failed?”
Tiriel’s face hardened at the pointed remark.
“There’s no need for long words.”
“What are you talking about after playing the drum and the *janggu* [Korean double-headed drum] all by yourself until now?”
Luatisha cocked her head, looking as if she was wondering where a dog was barking, then nodded.
“Get your feet off my friend.”
Grit.
Tiriel gritted her teeth.
‘Is this the time to worry about that?’
She had just told her at length that she was going to die by her hand, but Luatisha wasn’t afraid or nervous.
On the contrary, she was focusing all her attention on Tiriel, who didn’t even reach her toes.
‘There’s a limit to how much you can ignore me!’
Red light burst from Tiriel’s eyes.
She wouldn’t kill her easily.
She would flay her skin, cut off her limbs, and make her suffer just enough not to die, until she crawled on the ground and begged her.
Miserably!
‘And then I’ll laugh at you and kill you.’
Red energy surged from Tiriel’s hand.
Evil energy.
That terrible energy that twisted the insides and made the hair stand on end just by looking at it.
The ferocious evil energy, different from what Muriel or Ariel used, scattered around Tiriel like a bloody storm.
Tiriel wore a bitter smile.
‘I guess she’s relying on her petty power of exorcism.’
That arrogance would hasten Luatisha’s demise.
Luatisha had the power of exorcism, but she couldn’t properly wield it right now anyway.
It was like giving a child a greatsword that was too heavy to lift.
Tiriel was different from Muriel or Ariel.
She wouldn’t be cut by a blind sword that Luatisha couldn’t control.
The moment she waved her hand, Luatisha would turn into a handful of blood.
‘Ah, don’t tell me you’re already scared and trembling?’
No matter how brave Luatisha was, if she was human, she would instinctively—.
“……!”
The corners of Tiriel’s mouth, which had been wearing a relaxed smile, twitched.
Something was wrong.
Luatisha’s face, in the face of this powerful evil energy, was—.
‘Smiling?’
That wasn’t arrogance.
It wasn’t the childishness of a brat who couldn’t even assess the enemy and her own forces.
Luatisha’s smile contained perfect conviction.
Like looking at prey caught in a trap—.
‘Why?!’
Tiriel’s eyes wavered.
* * *
The conference hall was noisy with the words pouring out from all sorts of people.
“There was no mana reaction at all at the place of the revelation. We absolutely did not use magic to deceive!”
The priest shouted until the veins in his neck stood out.
The temple had no choice but to do so.
Tiriel was recognized by the temple itself as a saintess who had appeared in hundreds of years and even held an enthronement ceremony.
They believed without a doubt that Tiriel was the savior who would bring a revival to the declining temple.
But.
‘Damn it, why did this problem arise!’
If Tiriel wasn’t a real saintess, the temple that recognized Tiriel would completely lose its trust, and its name would fall to the ground.
In the worst case, it might be closed down—.
‘No, being closed down might be the best option. The worst is—.’
The priest couldn’t bring himself to think further and swallowed hard.
That’s how fierce the nobles were right now.
“Is that it with saying there was no mana reaction?”
“Do you think the content of that revelation is normal? Didn’t it brand Luatisha as a demon!”
“We, we just misinterpreted it! If we take our time and interpret it carefully, it will definitely be different!”
“Ha! Is this something that ends with saying we made a mistake? Paeraton was almost destroyed!”
“We’re not just saying this because the content of the revelation is strange! Didn’t you hear what the Beastkin was saying to Tiriel?”
“He said she was dirty and lowly. Would a real saintess hear such words?”
“I trust the words of the Beastkin more than the temple’s recognition!”
Faced with fierce opposition, the priests desperately squeezed their voices.
“Of course, it is true that the first saintess and the Beastkin joined forces to drive out evil in the distant past. But just because that was the case then doesn’t mean it will be the case now!”
“It’s been over a thousand years. Anyway, the Beastkin is a spirit beast. Is there anyone who doesn’t know how fickle spirit beasts are?”
“There may be individual differences. You can’t just ignore those differences and blindly assume!”
If they couldn’t stop this and were pushed back, there would be a cliff behind them.
The priests desperately held on, saying whatever came to mind.
“So please stop insulting us! In any case, Lady Tiriel is a saintess recognized by the temple!”
“Her Ladyship is unable to withstand this harsh humiliation and has fainted!”
“Huh! Do you think that’s an excuse to drop this matter and move on?”
“Isn’t the temple trying to evade responsibility now!”
“We’re not saying to drop it and move on, but to proceed slowly after Her Ladyship regains stability—.”
“Who knows what you’ll do to buy time?”
“What do you mean by doing something! What do you take the temple for!”
“Everyone here is a witness! Everyone witnessed Lady Tiriel purifying the evil energy!”
“If Lady Tiriel hadn’t purified the evil energy at that time, who knows what would have happened!”
People spat out as if they were trying to vent their pent-up resentment, and the priests defended with their lives on the line.
Just like the past few days, the back-and-forth seemed like it would never end.
It was then.
“I knew the temple would come out like this.”
Marquis Tarenka, who had been silent, opened his mouth.
“It’s inevitable to protect their own rice bowl. Even if they have other thoughts inside.”
The priests’ faces flushed at the pointed remark.
Some of the priests had been questioning Tiriel’s actions.
“I don’t see it as a bad thing. It’s better to unite and block the external enemy than to clash internally and self-destruct. It’s a pretty good strategy.”
Marquis Tarenka leisurely crossed his legs and placed his clasped hands on the table.
“But.”
Marquis Tarenka’s eyes shone with a sharp blue light.
“You shouldn’t have touched my granddaughter.”
It was a low but weighty statement.
The conference hall, which had never been quiet for a single moment since the meeting began, was instantly filled with silence at the momentum of Marquis Tarenka, who was like a veteran.
A high-ranking priest, who had shrunk back at the force, struggled to move his stiff tongue.
“So, as per your request, we investigated, but there was no trace of magic!”
At that, other priests gained courage and added a word each.
“The temple has really conceded. Just by conducting this investigation, the trust in the temple and the honor of Her Ladyship the Saintess have fallen to the ground!”
“Even in the investigation, no evidence came out, but you don’t accept it and unconditionally suspect us without any concrete evidence—.”
“What if there is?”
Marquis Tarenka’s one word cut off the priests’ chatter at once.
“Evidence, what if there is.”
“……?!”
The priests couldn’t even ask what that meant.
Because if evidence really came out, it would be over.
Thud.
Marquis Tarenka took something out of his arms and slid it to the center of the table.
It was a very small jewel.
“What kind of evidence is this—.”
The priest’s words trailed off.
Light burst from the small jewel and soon brightly colored the table.
And that light eventually—.
“Lady Adelsen?”
Began to show a scene.
“W, why is Tiriel there?”
Count Adelsen turned pale and jumped up when he saw his daughter’s appearance.
She was clearly suffering from an unknown disease and couldn’t even come to her senses, so why was she looking like that!
“W, when is this! When was this video saved—.”
“It’s not a saved video. It’s broadcasting the situation happening right now.”
“Th, that…….”
Count Adelsen couldn’t continue speaking.
Anyone could see that his daughter was not in a normal state.
Her blood had dried up and turned black, staining the front of her daughter’s clothes.
That wasn’t due to illness.
Traces of violence remained all over his daughter’s body.
“Oh my god, how terrible!”
“Isn’t that Tiriel?!”
“Didn’t they say Tiriel fainted? I heard she’s resting in the room next to the interrogation room right now?!”
“No, she’s not just in another place; she’s stepping on Lady Adelsen right now!”
“Could it be that Tiriel is doing this to Lady Adelsen……?! How can a saintess be like that!”
The ripple effect brought by the video stone was enormous.
People rose up like wildfire and demanded to grab the priests by the collar.
“What on earth is going on! Did you take Tiriel, who was being interrogated by the temple, out!”
“What did you do to my daughter, my daughter!”
“Can you still say you’re following God’s will after doing this!”
The priests were horrified and waved their arms, turning pale.
“N, no! Why would the temple do such a thing!”
“As priests, we were undergoing a transparent investigation!”
It was truly a maddening situation for the priests.
‘Damn it, what’s going on!’
There were questionable aspects to Tiriel, but that was all.
In any case, Tiriel had the power of exorcism.
So the temple was convinced that she was a saintess.
So they were protecting Tiriel and holding out against this controversy.
‘Why is she doing that……!’
They were speechless at the sight of Tiriel’s appearance.
The conference hall was a mess.
What stopped the commotion was the voice coming from the video.
[Luatisha Paeraton? How did you get here…….]
[I should be the one asking that. Tiriel, weren’t you supposed to be locked up in the interrogation room?]
At those words, everyone’s eyes turned back to the video.
The area of the video expanded, and people other than Tiriel and Tiriel began to be seen.
Two feet standing proudly in front of Tiriel.
Pink hair swaying with her steps.
Paraiba-blue eyes shining with anger.
“Princess Paeraton? Could it be that she tracked Tiriel down alone?”
“To, to save Tiriel?”
Count Adelsen lowered his body as if he would delve into the video.
[I don’t know what you’re so confident about. Lulu, you’ve guessed quite a bit about me, haven’t you? But to come alone, what kind of guts do you have?]
People paused as they listened to the following conversation.
They noticed that Tiriel’s words were somehow strange.
[The only reason I didn’t kill you was to bring you down and take your influence for myself—to use you.]
“What on earth does that mean?”
“Then from the beginning, she intentionally plotted all sorts of things to bring down Princess Paeraton?”
“She calls her Lulu and pretends to be friendly on the outside……!”
“I knew it when she stole someone else’s boyfriend!”
“It was funny from the start. She kept trying to piggyback on Lulu and Liri because they were similar.”
[But I’m tired of playing along with you among the worm-like humans.]
[Not because you failed?]
Luatisha’s sharp words were refreshing, but people couldn’t just laugh.
Because the nuance of Tiriel’s words was strange.
Like?
“As if she’s not human herself…….”
It was the moment when people flinched at someone’s muttering.
A red energy began to pour out from Tiriel’s hand.
It wasn’t that the energy had spread here directly.
It was just that the sight was seen through the video.
Even so, people felt nausea and instinctive fear.
Weak-hearted people couldn’t stand it and even collapsed.
So how could they not recognize it?
“Evil energy?!”
“This is crazy……!”
“What on earth is going on! Didn’t Tiriel purify the evil energy last time?!”
That’s why they couldn’t completely refute the temple’s words that the saintess was certain and had continued this grueling battle for days.
But seeing that—.
“That wasn’t purifying the evil energy, was it……?”
Seeing Tiriel handling the evil energy as if it were her own limbs, something came to mind.
“If she had rather…… absorbed it……!”
People trembled with shock.
Then Tiriel was neither a saintess nor anything else.
Rather—.
“L, Luatisha is in danger!”
It was obvious what would happen to Luatisha, who was hit by the evil energy.
“Oh, no!”
“Luatisha!”
It was the moment when everyone squeezed out their voices in surprise.
The evil energy that had been raging like a bloody storm—.
“I, it’s subsiding?!”