Chapter 290 – Running Through the Night
This unique nightmare has a clear beginning and end.
It felt like my consciousness, which was too vivid to be called a dream, was being forcibly dragged by someone’s hand.
But this is clearly a dream.
Lily’s four had no experience of lucid dreaming until she was in this environment.
It was so vivid that the unidentified space, which was perceived as a dream, felt very strange.
Is he, who feels a refreshing sense of liberation in a bad situation, a broken person somewhere?
“Roman is warm.”
-Greung.
Unlike the first time.
Now, instead of just squatting next to her and clinging to her, Lilyne was embracing the beast she named Roman.
She is the only ally who protects herself in this dark space, and a life that holds so much warmth that it is hard to believe that she is an illusion created by herself.
Even after being treated with divine power by Owen, Roman could not return to the original size and was getting smaller.
The demons and crows were still unable to overcome Roman’s power and were helpless.
“Thank you···.”
The first time the beast showed Lilyne an act close to her charm ended when he called her name.
Now, even if he is stroked, he is indifferent, so he seems to be still, feeling the touch.
Light and playful like a feather at times, but serious and heavy when needed.
It occurred to her that she resembled the real Roman that she had in her head.
‘Does Roman have a cute side too?’
In her heart, Lilyne decided that this creature was definitely Roman.
As I was escaping from the nightmare by attaching my body to thick leather, the dark space began to stir and prepare to spit out myself.
Everything that was embarrassing at first started to feel natural now.
Feeling so relaxed, she wonders if she has a stronger heart than expected.
Maybe it’s thanks to Roman who guards his side.
The reason was clear without question.
“I’ll go back now.”
Lilyne smiled and stroked it, but Roman didn’t make a sound and glanced at her, then closed his eyes as if he were going to sleep.
…
…
“Ummm…”
In a moment of estrangement from Roman in her dreams, Lilyne regained her consciousness.
She doesn’t know how long she slept this time, but the sun still came into the room and she could feel the presence in her hospital room.
‘What time is it…?’
When she is hospitalized in the church’s hospital room, her window is open so she can feel the openness.
While distinguishing between day and night, the concept of time gradually begins to blur.
Like a word Seria threw as if passing by.
She even felt that she was forcibly filling up her sleep, which she had been forcibly reducing while leading an adventurer’s life.
“Huh!”
Do you slowly raise your sore upper body?
I saw Rike sitting at the table, moving his pen across a thick book.
Upon meeting her eyes, Rike showed a light smile and slightly lowered her head.
She gave her answer to Lilyne’s gaze looking for Seria.
“Seria went out to buy some snacks with Chloe.”
“Ah… Really? It’s a lot of hard work. Isn’t it boring and tiring being in the hospital room?”
“She’s used to waiting for her brother, and it’s okay with her friends.”
“…”
Among Seria’s friends, a girl named Ricke was a mysterious girl of a style she had never seen before.
The way she handled Seria, who couldn’t control her overflowing stamina and fluttered with energy, with amazing dynamic control, seemed to have a higher level of skill than Lily’s herself.
Her aura, which did not try to hide the scars on her beautiful face and acted confidently and boasted, was astonishing as it showed the elegance of a mature lady of a high-ranking nobleman.
Even during the conversation, the culture and notice that he shows in the middle of the day reminds me not of an academy cadet, but of a knight or public official who went through all kinds of hardships.
Since they are Seria’s friends, they asked her to treat her comfortably, but Rike was more difficult to deal with than Chloe from the Dritna family.
‘How did Roman-san get along with that boy…?’
Who confessed and who fell in love first.
It was a picture that could not even be allowed by imagination.
Liliane was lost in her thoughts, and suddenly silence came, and Riquet resumed the conversation.
“Alice’s sister came. She had a nervous face when she said that Seria was there, but it was a wonderful mix.”
Ricke peeked at Alice’s fruit basket that Alice had brought to visit her in the hospital, and put it back on her table.
Lilyne, grateful for her heart and regret for not meeting her, threw a question into her question that arose as she ruminated on her lyke’s words.
“Why is Alice…? She won’t be on bad terms with Seria.”
“Seria still doesn’t know the relationship between her sister Alice and her brother.”
“···Oh!”
Lilyne drew this complex relationship diagram in her head at once.
She wasn’t inclined to talk lightly about her others, and she only met Seria and Alice once at home.
Lilyne hadn’t even bothered to mention Roman and Alice’s relationship to her sister.
‘What the heck is this relationship…’
Judging by the circumstances, it seemed that even Li Ke had not given her word to Seria in order to make Alice speak for herself.
As Lilyne was pouting her lips at the tangled relationship diagram entrusted to her cat, Rike approached with quiet steps.
“This is a letter from her sister.”
“She doesn’t have to leave like this… Thank you.”
Alice stopped by while she was irresistibly asleep, and left her fruit and a letter.
“…!”
Lilyne, who read the letter with her eyes, couldn’t hide her surprised expression at first.
The behind the scenes touches the emotional line that has recently become weak, so I almost burst into tears.
She remembered that she was in front of Rike, Seria’s friend, and after swallowing it, she smiled happily.
‘I must buy something delicious…’
I always worried about the part where she inevitably made a hole in her request because of her poor health.
It seemed that Alice had stepped in as a substitute between Lark and Chambers and helped her through her hardships.
A word of hope that she will be treated well by lightening her heart because she has been treated so that her credit is not damaged.
To be honest, she was afraid that she would break the point and make a mistake, so after she was discharged from the church, she even promised to go out for a delicious meal together like last time.
Lilyne, who read her letters several times in her delight.
Reminiscent of severe narcolepsy patients.
“Uh···.”
Not even seeing Ceria return, she goes back to sleep.
*****
“Heo-euk…!”
If Magella’s legs are slow, she can’t be blamed.
It’s simply a relative issue, it’s not that she’s slow, it’s that she can’t keep up with Roman’s nimble pace.
In the first place, it would be difficult to follow her even if she was naked, but she was holding Atra and was in a state of losing her freedom in her posture and center of gravity.
As she followed Roman, who was moderately controlling her speed, Magella’s breathing began to collapse.
“Magella… Gwa, are you okay?”
As her breathing became rough, the saintess in her arms naturally could not sleep.
Roman finally slowed down the pace he was running in front of him and raised one hand to signal to stop.
“Whoa… I can still run! No problem…!”
“I know what you mean, but I can’t accept that you’re being so pushy right now.”
Because Roman and Roman were fighting each other for their own time, I couldn’t move while waiting for his recovery while listening to everything he said.
According to Owen, she still has time to spare for Lilyne, but the sooner she gets her treatment, the better of course.
Atra, who sees Roman with a hard expression while contemplating a solution, and Magella with a face that has no face.
Somehow, feeling her conscience pricked, she lowered her head as she looked at the two.
“I’m sorry. If only I had a strong body…”
“It’s not the Saint’s fault!! It’s just this weak Magella’s problem!”
At that, Mazzella showed unprecedented embarrassment and jumped out of her seat, and she tried to comfort Atra, who looked depressed.
“It’s only my fault for being impatient because my heart was ahead of me in the first place. Neither the saintess nor Magella-sama are at fault.”
“But···.”
While Majella wets her sweet mouth with cold water.
Roman crossed his arms, sighed, and closed his eyes.
And she opened her eyes a moment later and answered in a low, playful voice.
“The saintess needs to sleep in order to reach her best condition. I will carry her and run.”
“”!!!””
At first, Magella shook her head, saying that would be unacceptable.
Knowing the waiting situation for the patient suffering from Malpas’ play, the saintess calmed her Magella and accepted Roman’s condition.
“I’ll try not to touch them as much as possible.”
“That···.”
As Roman took a step closer, Atra took a step back, blushing at her.
“Why is that?”
She put an end to her consultation and looked at the saintess who was walking backwards, and showed a look on her face saying that only Roman could not read her intentions.
“I… Might be heavy… Papa, I ate a lot of bread…!”
He piled up excuses saying that he drank a lot of water and ate bread before leaving.
The amount of rice cakes sprinkled in advance was enough to even kill the fish.
It seems like all the girls he hugs are saying that as if they’ve made up their minds.
In an instant, the corner of her mouth rose uncontrollably.
“…Hmmmm.”
She quickly corrected her expression, thinking she had made a mistake.
The saintess must have seen it in her short gap, her face quite pouting.
“Tongue, brother…! Why did you just laugh!”
“Patients don’t wait. We have a long way to go.”
At the mention of a waiting patient, the saintess stopped her backward steps.
Separately, Roman lifted Atra’s light body without giving an answer to the saintess who asked the meaning of her laughter.
She kicked the ground and started running through the darkness.