Chapter 291 – Roman Hates Crows

An object that carries and puts a baby to sleep is often called a cradle.

It is also used as a metaphor for the arms of the goddess watching over us from a high place.

In order to keep his word not to touch him, Roman clenched his fists and ran with only Atra’s hamstrings and back supported by his forearms.

I didn’t feel any anxiety that I might be shaken violently or that I might fall because I didn’t hold it properly.

Roman’s legs were so fast and so cozy and comfortable that he reminded me of the cradle he was holding.

Even so.

‘I can’t sleep…!!’

Atra kept her eyes closed, steadying her breathing to show her that she was asleep.

Even with her mind and body in desperate need of rest, Atra could not embark on a journey into her dreams.

It is true that I am tired and sleepy.

Compared to her stamina, her recent sleep was lacking, and her muscles were screaming from the long ritual.

In the meantime, the stomach is full, so the appetite is satisfied, and at the same time, the souma takes shape and violently scatters temptation, but it is a strange time when you can not fall asleep.

‘Goddess… Give me the courage to be ashamed of the suffering my hands have caused. I hope that feelings of remorse will become a catalyst for change and lead you to the path of growth and forgiveness.’

If this situation is because you are in the arms of a man for the first time in your life.

How stupid and shameful this mogol is.

“Holy Lady, do you have any inconveniences? If you have any problems, feel free to tell us.”

“…”

It’s not like there are only two saints in the world.

Even knowing that Roman’s question was directed at her, Atra continued her desperate pretending to sleep.

“I’m sorry for causing you any inconvenience. I’ll go quietly.”

How could she have known that only her eyes were closed when she mimicked her sleeping thoroughly.

Atra flinched and opened her eyes to take a peek at Roman’s face.

‘Are you angry…?’

Looking back a few seconds, she sees what she is now.

She knows she shouldn’t be like this as she sits in her position as a saint of the Order.

But it was hard for her to open her mouth in a feeling of embarrassment that she didn’t know why, but she didn’t hate having a conversation with Roman.

“…”

Roman’s face, indifferently looking forward and running.

It wasn’t the impression that she was offended by the lack of an answer, but that she didn’t even seem interested in whether or not an answer came to her.

She laughed heartily at the campfire, wondering if she was the same person as Chloe Drit or her brother’s story.

“…Is Magella following you?”

Let’s carefully bring out her decided words after her troubles.

Roman looked down at himself for a moment, then cast his gaze forward again.

“Of course. Well, I’ve thought about carrying the two of you on my back myself, but…”

“Magella would not allow such a painting even in death.”

“Yes. I’m on the side of using my body, so it’s understandable, and with the current speed, I’ll be able to catch up and there won’t be a problem.”

After hearing Roman’s words, Atra turned her head back.

Magella was following her with a much more relaxed expression than before, paying attention to the distribution of her stamina.

With her reassurance, Atra returned her gaze.

‘What is it…’

If you open your mouth, it’s easy to have a conversation like this.

From Atra’s point of view, it was the first time that the first step of a conversation was so difficult, so I didn’t understand.

Could it be that the fragments that Goddess showed and informed about the human named Roman are the problem?

“…”

Her lips parted and Atra stared at Roman’s face.

As if he could feel the straight gaze, Roman briefly glanced at him while running.

“If you feel unwell, it’s okay to stop.”

“No! It’s not like that… I’m sorry.”

Roman repeated Atra’s words.

She expressed her own feelings with one letter in her apology for not falling under the category of understanding.

“Yes?”

“I’m sorry I didn’t answer properly earlier…”

“I don’t care because I think there must be a reason for the saintess’ actions.”

“…”

After that, the saintess also shut her mouth, and her silence continued.

Even with the Roman Bridge, it takes a full day from the capital to here.

It was inevitable that it would take more than a day to match Magella and her speed.

Meal time and rest in the middle were essential for the two of them, so time flowed helplessly.

From the moment the saintess started moving again after a break, she was able to fall asleep in Roman’s arms.

Except for the interim breaks and light meals, I woke her up after sleeping like crazy.

‘Will Shuel be okay…’

She had just seen in her dream a young Shuel who had been babbling in her speechless language in the past.

Before she took her title as a saint, she was a very sleepy woman and loved her bed.

How long has it been since she slept so deeply and for so long.

She, who did not carry any responsibility or mission on her shoulders, had the illusion that she had returned to the past.

“Holy Maid.”

“Huh…”

“Holy Maid.”

“Eh, yes?!”

You fell asleep too much, so it wasn’t even alcohol, you were drunk in the past.

Roman’s voice pierced the mind that was neither drowsy nor fully awake.

“Im here.”

After hearing that, Atra rubbed her eyes and looked at the cult of the capital standing in front of her, and made an expression of astonishment.

“Brother… How did you get through the checkpoint at the entrance?”

“I crossed the wall to shorten the time.”

“…?”

Officially, the saintess has to go through various procedures when she returns to the capital.

Because of that, she also covered her face with the cape that Magella gave her.

She even thought of a few ways to save time, but she never imagined coming in this way.

“If it becomes a problem, I will gladly accept the punishment because I did it on my own.”

“No. That won’t happen… Brother, you worked really hard and I’m grateful. You can drop me off now.”

“All right.”

Atra stepped on the floor of the capital and looked behind her.

She doesn’t know exactly what happened while she was wandering through her dreams, but she looked at the sweaty Magelado Roman with a puzzled look on her face.

“Magella. Come in quickly.”

“Yes···.”

Originally, the church strictly prohibited entry of unknown persons whose faces were covered.

However.

At the entrance of the church, when the saintess slightly opened her cape to reveal her face, the priests and paladins who had read her mood remained silent and opened the way on their own.

When we reached the front of her hospital room, the saintess took off the cloth that was covering her face.

“Magella, please seal her room so no one can enter during her treatment.”

“All right.”

After being ordered by her, Majella also threw off her cape that was covering her face.

With her hands behind her back, she stood in front of the door to the hospital room.

Atra entered the hospital room and hurried toward Lilyne’s bed without even having time to say hello to the people around her.

“Brother!”

“Brother···!”

The faces of the three people who saw Roman coming in after them changed greatly with their respective emotions.

Ricke and Chloe wanted to run right away and hug each other.

The atmosphere spreading from the saintess’ serious expression was not easily allowed.

Satisfied with Roman’s handshake and laughter, he promised the future.

“I’ll start treatment right away.”

To the point where I don’t feel like a girl who slept without knowing the world, exhaling lightly until right before.

Her demeanor in front of her patients was trustworthy and great.

“Priest Owen, can I ask for her help to prevent an injustice from happening?”

“It is an honour.”

When Atra asked Owen, who was in her hospital room, Owen politely bowed her head.

After that, Atra touched Rosario and sprinkled her holy water around her bed.

She took out the round sacred object she had prepared in advance and began to gather her divine power.

Even though the incense burner, which had a round appearance, was not lit and there was nothing inside, as the saintess contained her divine power, her smoke began to blow out.

“It’s harmless to those here, so you don’t need to worry about breathing.”

As time passed, her unconscious Lilyne began twisting her body around with her pained expression on her face.

“Sss! Heo-euk…!”

When Seria looked at Roman, not to be surprised, she held on to Rike and Chloe’s hands tightly.

“The smoke from burning the galls of fish dispels the affliction conceived by evil.”

With that said, Atra grabbed Lilyne’s struggling hands and wrapped them around hers.

She closed her eyes and began to gather her divine power.

…
…

Treatment continues in silence and over time.

Lilyne’s seizures stopped, but her frowns did not ease, and her treatment showed no end.

‘Is something strange…?’

You can tell by looking at Owen’s expression that she’s going wrong somewhere.

You can tell by looking at the saintess shedding cold sweat like rain.

As if something was not going her way, she seemed to bite her lips one after another as if they were about to tear.

– The reason for being quiet was to hide the horns that grew out of resentment, so now that black guy doesn’t hide his true color.

Just by looking at it, it seems that he knows the cause of the abnormality.

For the first time in a long time, the voice of the god of war rang in my head.

-The sight of Hanzo (寒鳥) rolling her eyeballs this way made her hold a considerable grudge against Ahae for successively interfering with the accumulation of power. Huhu… Your gaze is really cheeky.

‘···.’

The creature called Hanzo by God of War must be a crow.

When the crow had a grudge, he immediately connected Malpas in his head and recalled it.

I listened to the voice of the god of war as I watched her treatment from behind.

– Ah. The essential knowledge of geniuses who change the times is inexhaustible. Only when you’re so stubborn, it’ll take a thousand years to even brush the collar, let alone defeat the principal.

A unique sentence that is difficult to understand at once.

Since he had an expression of chewing bitter weeds, Musin threw a clue at me with a laugh in a voice that said it was fun.

– Know one thing. The arbitrarily created space of dreams is a concept that is so low that it would be laughable to compare it to imagery, and its intervention in time is not perfect, so it is inconvenient.

‘!’

The moment I heard the words of the god of war, I felt the pleasure of fitting the puzzle that had been placed in my head because I had not been able to find the ghost all along.

Without forgetting the present sense.

Without the slightest hesitation, I raised my mana and used my skills.

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