58. Time to Run
After this, as it was getting late, I worried about unexpected incidents, and even more so about what my two companions might think of “why I and the Elf Saintess returned home in a hurry, breathless, in the middle of the night.” I couldn’t afford to savor the beautiful scenery around me, gradually disappearing into the softly descending night, like a stunning CG from a gal game. I simply took the Elf Saintess Izalis back to our place.
As for my last response to the elven girl under the sunset, I… had no worries or concerns. After all, my “departure” wasn’t about leaving for a faraway land, but rather about leaving “this era” directly. So, what I promised Izalis was more of a lie than a commitment.
However, Izalis’s reaction was quite something; she was so excited, as if she had heard some “divine revelation.” Moreover, on the way back, she no longer brought up the matter of “acknowledging a master” to entangle me with, and I estimated she wouldn’t mention it proactively in the future either.
To be honest… I felt a bit regretful and embarrassed about how much I had deceived Izalis, but… our group was destined to leave this era, and it was even less possible to take Izalis along. To keep the secret, I could only promise this elf a kind-hearted lie.
However… although the matter of “acknowledging a master” has finally been settled, this elven saintess has still brought me a bit of a “life crisis” in other aspects.
The next morning.
At this moment, in my room.
It was a rare occasion for the three of us to be in the same room as the elven saintess, Izalis. This was mainly because not only had I successfully “persuaded” Izalis yesterday, but Kephiel and Nilu had also found a suitable “signal to let us leave” location. With the current situation, our departure was now on the agenda, and it was time to formally inform Izalis about it.
“Izalis, the last thing we need to do is arrange your future ‘plans.’ After that, we will leave the Rodlan Kingdom.”
This complex decision, of course, had to come from me. I stole a glance at the elven woman sitting across from me. “Hiding away with the elven princess was only a temporary solution. Izalis, I hope you can make plans for the future as soon as possible.”
Her original intention was undoubtedly to acknowledge me as her master and then follow me as my fairy. After I had to dismiss that idea yesterday evening, I thought Izalis would need a long time to reconsider.
Who would have thought, “Waiting a few more days is fine,” before I could even finish my sentence, she already had an answer.
“Lord Oqilid, I have made my decision. I do not intend to negotiate with those two princesses again. Since they believe that ‘order’ has interfered with their rule, then… I naturally do not need to maintain the ‘order’ in this kingdom as the elven saintess. I want to… prepare to go to other kingdoms.”
Rather than trying to plead for a return to the adoration of the crowd, she chose to pack her things and leave with grace. Izalis’s choice was indeed bold and also the safest course of action.
However, while this decision was fine, the way she looked at me with affectionate eyes when she made it was a huge problem!
Kephiel immediately caught on. My clever wife, with just a little thought, could guess about seventy to eighty percent of the reason behind Izalis’s behavior.
“What did you two do yesterday?”
Hahaha~ My dear wife, we didn’t do anything much. We just triggered a game CG under the evening sun, and I accidentally got a kiss. After returning, I even wiped that part of my face with a towel a dozen times, so there definitely wouldn’t be a trace left!
Yet before I could say anything, a certain elf jumped in first! What happened yesterday evening was so simple: I told the elven saintess that I could never acknowledge her as my fairy, and she agreed. She kissed me, went home, and that was it.
But in this elf’s mouth, it turned into a completely different story: “Lord Kephiel, that was when I and Lord Oqilid confirmed our feelings for each other at the intersection of light and darkness…”
Kephiel’s hand was already resting on my thigh.
“In the end, we confirmed our sacred relationship…”
“Ah!”
Along with Izalis’s words that sounded completely off, my scream echoed! Knowing full well that I was being squeezed by Kephiel and Nilu on either side, how could she dare to say such things? I see, Izalis, you must be doing this on purpose!?
“Spare my life, my lady! I have nothing… I merely promised Izalis that I would come to find her again if the opportunity arises!”
As I trembled, clutching my thigh, I explained to Kephiel, and finally, the big shot released her grip on my flesh.
After all, it goes without saying that Kephiel was well aware: a promise to “come find her” was utterly impossible to fulfill. It was merely a kind lie meant to ease the elven saintess’s worries about the entanglement of “fairy allegiance,” allowing her to consider her own future plans instead.
So…
“No, Lord Oquilid, this is clearly a promise made under the witness of the great goddess. No matter how many eras we cross or how many kingdoms change, its weight in my heart will always come first…”
So Izalis, please stop with the cryptic talk! If this continues, I’ll end up sitting on a washboard discussing your future plans with you!
I hurriedly rushed over to cover Izalis’s mouth, which was babbling nonsensically.
At the same time, the script appeared, and our next plans became very clear. Thus, the content regarding Izalis’s future actions was also evident in the script.
[The elven saintess Izalis escapes the Kingdom of Rodlan under Oquilid’s arrangement.]
The script indicated that this was the elf’s decision, which naturally became the last “main quest” we needed to complete before leaving “this era.” As long as this elven saintess could escape far away under our arrangement, the two elven princesses who were pursuing her would naturally abandon their “malicious” actions. In this way, I would have prevented the “bad deeds” they intended to commit, and the script of my death at their hands after they became “saints” in the future would directly vanish.
That was my thought, and…
If only it could go that smoothly; at least from what I could see now, it seemed a bit tricky.
Just as the script had indicated, a new script suddenly emerged! At the same time, someone outside the room knocked violently, and just as we were beginning to react and prepare…
The youngest and perhaps the most innocent princess, Ilushir, burst in, having forcefully opened the door with a bull-like charge, her face a mask of tension and urgency!
“A big shot has arrived from the royal city, and they look like trouble…”
[The eldest princess has sent someone to find the elven saintess!]
A new script appeared, and the little princess looked at us, clearly troubled.
“The one sent by my elder sister to find the saintess is the Silver Knight… um, by the way, that person seems about to explode with anger.”
“Could it be… has someone among you had a bit of a falling out with him?”
It’s not just a “festival” anymore; it’s on the verge of becoming a blood feud.
I let out a bitter laugh.