Chapter 270 – Water and Oil

In fact, Shion’s feelings toward Senia weren’t too bad.

Among the people around Artin, there were many hostile characters like Xiaomei and Zorba.

– “Yes, are you that Sion Idris woman?”
– “…How does Mephistopheles, overlord of hell, know me?”
– “You can look forward to it, for I have a good place in hell reserved for you when you die.”
– “…?”

Even Mephistopheles, whom I met for the first time a while ago, when he ran into Shion, mercilessly revealed her hostility and laughed at Shion.

In the first place, most of the characters were hostile, except for Al’Miraj, who had no interest in Shion, and the original enemy, Dreamma Sirka, was neutral.

Of course, Shion wasn’t dissatisfied with the situation itself.

Because she was aware of the fact that she had not properly settled the past that had plagued young Artin for the sake of Rexton.

However, despite the situation, Senia was the only person who showed direct favor to her.

No matter how twisted her personality her and her malevolent madness are inside her, Shion can’t hate her only ally her, except for Artin.

Maybe that’s why, when Artin entrusted him with the task of closely escorting Senia, Shion accepted the job without hesitation.

‘I should have said that I was just going out to fight…’

And even before an hour had passed since the mission started, Shion regretted that choice.

Shion didn’t know, but the normal Senia wasn’t a good environment to chat with someone.

Her fellow professors are generally older than herself, and her peers are graduating from undergraduates or graduate students, so she was reluctant to be a professor, and all students younger than her.

Therefore, to Senia, who had to suppress her desire for chatter, the appearance of her was like a ray of light for her.

“Miss Xion, are you interested in alchemy or magic engineering? You say you don’t have one? But what a useful science alchemy is! How about attending one of our lectures later?”
“Oh, no. I have no intention of studying, so if I get a chance later…”
“Miss Xion, have you read this magazine? It’s a fashion magazine that’s popular in Empire these days, and there are so many fashions for new women! Would you like to read it?”
‘Why do you read fashion magazines when you only wear puffy robes all the time… ?’
“Miss Xion, how do you like these clothes? Miss Xion has small breasts and a pretty body, so I think a dress like this would suit her very well!”
“…”

At the last word, Shion could not hold back his temper and tried to vent his anger at her, but she barely held back.

She would be mentally prepared if she was going to openly fuck herself like Agnes or Violet, but the dagger in Senia’s innocent words was unpredictable and caused great damage to her.

‘Why do you talk so much…? I don’t think the school kids are so talkative, are they?’

Besides, Senia talked too much for Shion to handle. To the point where she seriously contemplated whether she should faint Senia.

Fortunately, she was able to prevent her unexpected situation thanks to her stress relieved by the students and Muris who came to her captain’s office, but Senia is still an incomprehensible object to Shion.

While preparing her tea, watching Senia take out a magazine from her bag again, Shion began to wonder if the word tension was not in this woman’s head.

“Miss Zion! Shall we look at a cosmetics magazine this time? While watching, I will explain in detail how alchemy works…”
“Miss Senia. Rather, how about turning the boat around as the students said?”
“…Yes? Are you turning the boat around? What is that all of a sudden?”

On the other hand, Shion felt a sense of elation at the fact that Senia had stopped idle chatter, but she continued talking with a serious expression.

“Now the battle has stopped for a while due to the appearance of the Great Demon, but this situation will not last long.”

The reason Shion brought up these words was not simply to stop Senia’s chatter.

“Maybe the battle will resume before Master Artin returns. In that case, there will be a lot of damage that cannot be compared to before.”

The fact that no one died so far was due to Artin’s arrangements.

Thanks to the treatment of the saintess and the archangel and the large amount of elixir that even the imperial family could not afford, there were no fatalities even though there were injured.

But what if this lull ends and the second game takes place? It is clear that the vanguard will collapse miserably.

“You can escape now. If we act before this confrontation is over, at least the lives of the students on this boat and Ms. Senia can be saved.”

Zion was not afraid of his own death. Shion’s love her, twisted by nature, is that if she can die for the sake of the one she loves, she is willing to accept that he has become himself.

However, the order he received this time was to protect Senia in case of an unexpected situation.

When the commander of the demon king’s army goes on the offensive, he knows better than anyone that there is not much he can do. So he had to evacuate when he had the chance.

‘If necessary, even at the cost of my life…’

Of course, Senia, whom Shion had grasped, would not run away. So he even mentioned the lives of students who would not have been interested in them originally.

“You must run away. If blind magic were to be fired at our ship…!”
“Thank you for your concern Miss Shion, but I’m fine.”

At that moment, Senia’s eyes her, which met Shion, did not feel any slight movement.

Rather, it was Zion who fell into delusion while looking into the sky-blue eyes like a calm lake.

“What, what are you saying is okay? Didn’t you listen to the Bocchan? You were originally destined to die here, and the moment you go against it, all sorts of dangers will face you…!!”
“Because I believe. A knight on my white horse.”
“…?”

Everyone is afraid of dying. The same goes for Senia.

This is not the first time Senia has been in danger of death. Her memories of being kidnapped from the rose coffin after being betrayed by her trusted student are still vivid in her mind her.

“You saw Miss Shion earlier, right? What a wonderful look of Artin who fought against the corps commander!”

However, what was clearer than that was the image of Artin, who was trying to protect Senia’s life her, and the figure of Artin, who was fighting proudly against her her corps commander her.

“The knight who will protect me is so strong, what in the world can I be afraid of?”
“…Mister Artin hasn’t been kidnapped just now! Of course, he’ll come back, but there’s no guarantee he’ll come back before Miss Senia gets into danger…!”
“Definitely come back. I believe in him.”

Senia’s confident voice made Shion hesitate without realizing it.

Can not understand. She herself also loves Master Artin. That love is like faith, so if you want your life, you can willingly give it up for Artin.

But her Senia’s beliefs were different from her own. It can be equally referred to as faith, but its form is different from that of Zion.

Not a love that is satisfied only after giving it away, but a love that can make you happy just by waiting on the spot. Zion is a love that will never be understood in life.

‘In this way, it’s as if I…’

Doesn’t it seem like you don’t trust Master Artin?

“Huh, I understand Miss Xion’s feelings too! That would be tense, right? So wouldn’t it be nice to have some tea and relax?”
“…Miss Senia…”
“If you take your time, you will believe more deeply! See, the kids fighting outside are not at all discouraged, are they?”

See. Those who claim to be Artin’s lovers are confronting the Demon King’s army without backing down.

“They believe me too. Artin will definitely come back and kill those corps commanders!”
“…”

Senia is still the type that Shion can neither like nor understand. It was the first time in my life that this kind of person was seen in Zion’s ups and downs.

His personality is overly bright, he trusts people too well, and he is a fool who speaks more than necessary. A person who seems to make a fool of herself when she is around.

‘…I feel like an accident could happen if I take my eyes off you even for a moment.’

He seemed to understand a little bit how the young master felt about entrusting such a hogu-like woman to him.

If it wasn’t for Shion herself, she would be a rare person who could handle this woman’s personality.

“So, we just have to wait patiently in the meantime. So, shall we read a cosmetics magazine together?”
“…Do you have any other books besides cosmetics and fashion magazines? Like a current affairs magazine?”
“Another book? Then, would you like to read the thesis on the red evening primrose of Alta Goun Mountain in the southern part of the Empire that I just brought? This flower, which was simply used for perfume, has recently been discovered with a new effect!”
“What did you say about cosmetics? Kingdom? Federal system?”

Shion picked up the magazine she had just turned over while drinking the black tea that Senia had given her.

*

“Holy Lady, now you really need to prepare for evacuation.”
“…”
“It’s dangerous to stay on the front lines like this. Shouldn’t we at least go back to the rear!”

Olga did not open her mouth despite the shouts of Yuyef, the white knight who led the 3rd Order of Holy Knights under the direct jurisdiction of the Pope.

‘What on earth is the saintess thinking…’

Until just a while ago, the saintess was performing the miracle of blessing and restoration in the last room, keeping her distance from the battlefield as much as possible.

Being overly cautious, it wasn’t that Yuyef wasn’t without complaints about not being able to properly participate in the battle because he only kept the distance between the Holy Order’s Holy Law and the Saint’s Blessing to reach the front line.

But deep inside I was convinced. What they protect is not the students or the royal family of each country, but the saintess who is the embodiment of a living goddess.

It was the right decision to keep the distance as much as possible, because if they approached the frontline closely, those evil demons might focus on her saintess and cause a great crisis.

And isn’t such prudence the true character and strength of St. Olga Virtus, who currently holds the real power of the church?

“…As expected, are you worried about the hero?”

The reason the saintess suddenly moved her ship near the front line was after the energy of the evil great devil descended on the battlefield.

– “Get the boat right now and go forward! ASAP!”
-“Yes? Ah, forward, how far?”
– “The forefront of the fleet! Right next to the support ship where witches and wizards are riding!”

It was the first time Yuyef had been helping Olga as a white knight for over 10 years, and the saintess had been like that.

It was not suitable for her, who showed her emotional and agitated appearance her, and her always lofty goddess incarnation, but …

“You don’t have to worry too much. Isn’t the archangel going to help the warrior, and the granddaughter of the arch witch is controlling the devil? No matter how great the devil is, he won’t be able to touch the hero.”

It was the hero who was in danger now, so Yuyef could understand.

To the saintess, who is the incarnation of the goddess, the hero, who is the representative of the goddess, is as important as her own blood her.

In particular, now that Artin Ludwig, who claimed to be the hero’s agent, was taken away by the demons, the safety of the hero is as important as the Holy Father of the Church, adding to the exaggeration.

“If you’re still uneasy, just give me an order. The White Knight Yuyef! If the saintess gives me a word, I will protect the hero even if he is martyred right here!”

And it was their job to alleviate her worries. Thinking so, Yuyef vigorously tapped her chest plate, and her saintess slowly turned her head.

“… Sir Yuyef.”
“Yes! Just give the order, saintess!”
“I’m shutting up. My head is still ringing because it bothers me.”
“…Yes?”
“Shut up, as a saint, this is my order.”

Olga’s gaze, which had glared at Yuyev ferociously as if she were looking at her enemy her, returned to its original position.

What hung at the end of that line of sight was not the hero Cayenne.

In the first place, to Olga, the safety of the idiot warrior was not very important.

‘Violet, what’s the black fox-like bitch up there up to?’

Seeing Violet happily chatting with her demon on deck, Olga chewed her lips until they bled.