Chapter 522 – Side Story – Circulating Wedding Invitations

There is a saying that life is a B between A and C.

Actually, I only remember it because it seemed like there was something there, but I don’t really know what it means. The only thing that is certain is that B is Boobs.

Yes. Life is heart.

“This is life…”

Even though they said they would be leaving today, Fei is still asleep as if she had fainted after studying all night for five days in a row.

With Fei on my back, the world seems beautiful thanks to the heavy sense of truth.

She was excited about going out for the first time in a long time. As she was wandering around alone, Iona, who was more shiny than usual, giggled and stretched out her finger.

Where the index finger is pointing is a huge, towering castle gate.

A fortress that was once one of humanity’s last bastions, and would have collapsed from the inside without me. It is the imperial castle of the Levantine Empire.

It’s the first stop on this tour of the continent of Aurelia, but there’s no particular reason for it; it’s just because it’s closest to the Academy.

Alfheim has a large forest, so you can’t teleport there in one go, and the Nidhogg system was half broken due to the previous battle.

Although the Jarnshad Territory is a large territory, the dwarven kingdom of Nidavalir itself rejects magic, so there is no suitable place to teleport to.

Above all, her fae said she wanted to go after her research was completed, so she decided to go last.

So the first thing we headed to was the Levantine Empire. Since the emperor is not her local uncle, she originally sent a letter asking for an audience, and after coordinating the schedule over several days, she had to enter the palace with a grand welcome…

Honestly, when does she sit down and do all that? I’m just going to go ahead and finish it briefly and then come back.

The emperor might be a little displeased, but… But what can I do? There is nothing I can do other than be relieved that I will pay taxes regularly as an imperial citizen instead of establishing an independent country.

“Hmm.”

I nodded to myself for a moment. Suddenly, as I looked at the central spire that served as both a watchtower and a magic battery, I felt my instincts stir.

“Carla.”

“Yes, master.”

“I want to sit on that spire in dragon mode. “Then it will be a big problem, right?”

“… “We decided to call it the evil dragon invasion, master.”

In fact, there is a record of young Fafnir and other energetic dragons curling up on the roof of the castle when they have something to steal.

I thought it was a show of force that could crush a country, but after becoming a dragon myself, I realized it. It was just instinct.

What should I say? Okay. When playing a racing game, do you feel like if there is a jump in front of you, you are willing to jump even if your ranking drops?

Just as a cat will hunt when it sees a moving object, and a dog will wag its tail when it sees a person, a dragon will want to climb a tall tower.

But there’s nothing I can do about it. I took a moment to sigh in regret. In the meantime, we arrived at the castle gate in no time using the completed teleport.

Although there is a teleportation blocking force field around the Imperial Castle… Maybe it was in the past, but for me now, it’s not that difficult to break down.

When people suddenly appeared in front of him, the guard was taken aback and pulled out his sword.

“T-teleport?!”
“Who are you… ! Obediently throw away your weapon… Uh?”

However, as soon as I checked this person’s face, a blank expression appeared and I lowered my sword again.

Do it. The empire is working hard to promote me as a hero of the empire, and isn’t one of the guards’ main jobs to memorize family emblems and the faces of important people?

So there’s no wonder that you recognize me.

“Your Excellency Duke Lindelheit… ?”
“Companion of light! The death of evil spirits! The last hero! The master of dragon blood… Ah! Righteous light! I meet your Apostle…”

… But it’s a bit strange to be so moved.

Since it was an imperial castle, the guards seemed to be knights rather than regular soldiers, but the knights threw down their swords and knelt down in front of me.

Since both of them kneel only in front of the emperor, they are effectively showing the utmost courtesy they can.

And then, out of nowhere, he prayed to Solari with empty hands.

Come to think of it, the Levantine Empire was the country where the Just Church of Light was most influential. It was only natural that the founder of the country was one of the disciples of the first priest of Solari.

“Uh, um…”

I haven’t been outside the academy in a while, and even though the students aren’t close to me, they are used to my presence, so they didn’t react this much.

The professors only politely expressed their respect and did not suddenly kneel down like the knights in front of them.

The exception is the students and professors of the Department of Sacred Studies… When I felt burdened there, Solari gave an oracle telling me not to be overly polite.

For that reason, it has been a long time since we witnessed such a surprise worship event. When I paused in embarrassment for a moment, Helena stepped forward as if to replace me.

Subtly raised divine power. Two hands held together reverently. And even a benevolent smile.

Helena, who had taken on the appearance of a perfect saint, opened her mouth in a low voice in front of her two guards.

“Blessings on the faithful knights. I came here unexpectedly because I had something important to tell the Emperor. “You don’t have to open the door right away, so could you let us know that we’re here?”

“Of course… “Of course, saint!”

“I’ll give you a signal right now!”

Helena’s divine power pouring from her lightly outstretched hands. Her two knights nodded frantically at her in a radiance that instantly healed the blood and minor injuries that had accumulated over the past few days.

And one of them quickly went into the waiting area and started manipulating something, and the other tried to guide us to wait in the waiting area, but he refused.

Shortly after we made contact, a familiar but sharp momentum was quickly approaching.

“It looks like Lord Havel is coming in person this time too.”

“Why don’t you wake Miss Fay, brother?”

“I guess that would be better.”

When she gently holds out her fae carrying her to Helena, she rubs its small back and her divine power radiates out.

In fact, Solari’s divine power is very effective in strengthening the body, improving regenerative power, and increasing vitality, which are helpful in battle, but it is somewhat ineffective in recovering from long-accumulated fatigue.

However, saying that it is an efficiency problem also means that it can be solved by pouring in a lot of divine power.

Paaaaa!

As Helena’s white divine power surged from her whole body, not only did her knights kneel before her again, but even passers-by from far away sat down and began to pray to her, as if they were mesmerized by something about her.

Some particularly faithful believers even shed tears.

I was just trying to wake her up, but in the face of the unrealistic reality that a place of religious testimony was unfolding out of nowhere, it was only for a moment that she opened her mouth blankly.

Helena seemed to be used to this, so she raised her divine power a little more and lightly scattered it around her.

It would not have a very good effect as it simply restored her fae’s fatigue and neatly split her remaining power and spread it far away.

At most, it will improve her indigestion, restore her dull hair, and make her feel warm and at ease.

But perhaps that was enough for her, and as they all cried, she began offering up her prayers to Solari.

“And… Looking at it this way, it appears that Helena is her saint.”

“What have you thought of me all this time, brother?”

“My wife?”

“Hehe. “That is correct.”

Havel arrived at the same time as Helena, who was somehow in a good mood, smiled brightly.

Thud!

Instead of waiting for the gate to open, he just jumped over the high wall and landed, looking around in surprise.

No matter where you look, all you see are believers kneeling and shedding tears of joy.

Havel spoke to Helena in a very cautious tone.

“What on earth happened?”

“It’s no big deal. “Lord Havel suddenly witnessed the believers who were habitually worshiping.”

“?”

Perhaps it was because of his outstanding ability, or because of his loyalty to the emperor, but it seems that Havel, who did not have deep religious beliefs, could not understand what he was saying.

He smiled and said hello to Havel, who was confused.

“It’s been a while, Lord Havel. He apologizes for the sudden visit, but he has to have an important conversation with His Majesty the Emperor. “Is it okay to have an audience?”

“Hmm? Didn’t he come with an invitation? “I didn’t know it would come so suddenly.”

“Did you send an invitation?”

“Exactly ten days after the news came that you had defeated the noble ruler, His Majesty personally sent you a letter. Since he had accomplished a great job, he sent only the bare minimum of messengers out of consideration to give him time to rest… “Did you really not get it?”

“Umm… “I have an idea, but can you keep it a secret from Your Majesty?”

“It’s impossible. “But it would be okay as long as you don’t say anything first.”

“Oh, that’s enough. Actually…”

He squinted one of his eyes cutely at Havel.

“Envoys and invitations were pouring in from all over, so I just rejected them all, gathered the invitations together, and put them in a corner. Maybe it was mixed in there… ?”

“…”

I hope you don’t look at me that way.

I ended up like this because of modern spam emails and poll phone calls.