Chapter 384 – Pure White Saint -2-

Even though the goddess shows absolute power to stop the flow of time.

Even if you listen to the ecstatic voices and oracles that come down in the meantime.

I am proud to say that this is no more surprising to Saint Atra than the current situation.

“Here it is.”

“?!”

Atra’s light blue eyes were filled with embarrassment when she saw the pieces of cloth in Roman’s hand.

She said it would have been better if they had just brought her the clothes she said she would have.

My mouth was closed like a mute at the picture of pure white, clean underwear.

“”···.””

The silence that arose in the hallway of a quiet inn with only two guests.

It was actually a short moment, lasting no more than a few seconds, but to some it was a long enough time that it felt like an eternity.

Platinum adventurer Roman and his underwear.

Is this a strange combination that you would never dream of?

‘No, are you kidding? Or is it like a popular prank among adventurers…?!’

No. Roman’s low voice and serious expression.

There, she senses that it is not farmland, and conversely, her perception becomes distant from reality.

Atra bit her tongue, wondering if the current situation was some kind of evil illusion or a dream.

‘Apod…!’

It’s bitter. It stings. It’s cold. I realized that it was a reality with no way to avoid it.

At the same time, the shame that came over her seemed to be spinning before her eyes.

“If you have changed your mind about black, please feel free to tell me.”

They even take out another pair of underwear and hold it in front of you? If nothing else, that would truly be the death of a saint.

Just thinking about that scene brought strength to my voice.

“Oh, no–!!! Huh…!”

Artra made an unconscious noise and covered her mouth in shock as her own voice echoed through her hallway.

The saint covered her lips with both hands and slightly raised her sky-blue gaze.

As if Roman also felt something strange about her attitude. She has a face that looks complicated in many ways.

The way her lips twitch makes it seem like she’s contemplating what to say.

‘Is there perhaps some misunderstanding…?’

Because no matter how much she remembered, it was strange. In Atra’s mind, she was trying to talk openly about the situation with Roman.

Suddenly, Majella’s words from her church came to mind.

– When applying for an escort request from a high-ranking adventurer such as Cheonggeum or Platinum, you must provide information about the escort target in advance.

– The saint was confident that she could do it herself, so I waited and watched, but it is rude to ask for an escort like this.

‘···Could it be that I committed some rudeness due to ignorance?’

A gap of time that does not even last a second.

The scene where Roman’s lips move in a hesitation-like manner can be seen slowly.

The saint’s arguments and reasoning, built up through her conversations with powerful people, began.

Most importantly, Atra herself is ignorant of her adventurer’s work, and she knows that fact.

Today, as proof of that, he was scolded by Majella.

Just like now, checking and packing your clothes for the next day in advance is the same as Majella. There is a remote possibility that it is an element written in the basic notebook that Majella gave her.

‘There is no chance that this is a joke… Limited to Majella.’

She hates pranks and even detests jokes, especially when they involve the opposite sex.

She knows that her oracle is involved, but she is confident that Majella is not the kind of person who would show such a light act.

Then there is only one answer.

There is no need to make a fuss, this is a procedure that Majella personally prepared.

This absurd situation is consistent with the ‘platinum’ level escort method, which is said to have fewer fingers than the number of fingers in the empire.

‘Is this… Uh, part of the job?’

Atra, who had finally finished convincing herself as if she was hypnotizing her, stretched out her trembling hand.

I took the clothes and underwear that Roman gave me. She lowered her head so that her face could not be seen.

“Well, thank you for taking care of me.”

“If you need anything, the time doesn’t matter, so please feel free to let me know at any time.”

“Yes···.”

“I’ll wake you up tomorrow morning. I hope you have a good night.”

Roman closed the door with his dinner greeting in a voice that did not even show any emotional tremors.

Atra couldn’t say hello there for some reason.

She had her eyes fixed on the ground to hide her burning face.

Clap -!

The door was gently closed by Roman’s hand.

Nevertheless, Atra stood in front of the door for a long time.

“Whoa…”

Her held breath burst out, filled with heat.

Even the cold night breeze blowing through the half-open window did not dissipate the heat in my cheeks.

‘Am I strange?’

No matter how busy it may be, it was the first time in her life that she had ever shown her underwear to a member of the opposite sex.

“···.”

With her faltering steps, Atra made her way to the soft bed and held her underwear in her arms, unintentionally revealing it to Roman.

She rolled around on her bed, moaning and moaning.

“Huh…!”

That day, Atra was unable to get her words back when she tried to get her backpack containing her belongings back, so she gave up.

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Even though there was no novel in her hand to occupy her nerves in the middle of the night.

It was quite late when Atra, who was in bed, fell asleep.

Still, time flows equally for everyone.

The bright yellow sun rises outside the window.

The chill that creates an intimate relationship with a soft blanket escapes.

“Hmm…”

Her sparkling sunlight pours over the closed eyes of her atra and torments her.

After rolling to the left with the blanket rolled up, I escaped from the shining light.

The moment when you are about to fall into a deep sleep again. A low voice came from beyond the door.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

– This is Roman.

“!”

If it had been like any other time, she would have tried to fall into dreamland for even a second longer before Majella woke her up.

Ignoring the fact that I couldn’t sleep well today, I woke up to the sound of Roman’s voice.

“Hmm, mmmm…”

When Atra cleared her throat to speak, Roman, who had read her presence, spoke again.

– What would you like for breakfast?

“···I’ll get ready and come down.”

– Okay.

The sound of Roman’s footsteps slowly receding as he left a comment saying he would wait below.

“Hmm.”

Atra turned her body over on the bed and assumed the posture of a cat waking up from a nap.

I lifted my hips, stretched out my arms, and stretched by pressing my waist and shoulders.

‘I’m sleepy. I want to sleep more…’

My body feels dizzy. I fall asleep late and realize that I am not getting enough sleep.

However, there was gain at the expense of precious time.

Atra spent the night somehow finishing the story of yesterday’s incident in which Roman brought his underwear.

Like a platinum adventurer!

Roman places importance on rules for perfect work performance. He has a strong will that is not swayed by personal emotions.

In the first place, with so many beautiful women around, isn’t it possible for people to not even recognize themselves as women?

‘···.’

Even if it is just a simple fact that is comfortable for the future. Somehow I didn’t feel relieved.

‘I need to eat…’

He got up from her bed, took out the cape he had hung up, and wrapped it around her.

Atra glanced at the pure white clothes she had to change into before her departure and let out a heavy sigh.

She headed downstairs for a meal.

“Good morning. Did you sleep okay?”

“Yes. Thanks to you… Did you rest comfortably, brother?”

Atra approached her table, receiving her greeting.

Roman got up and took the food prepared by the innkeeper.

“You look tired.”

“Not at all…! It’s okay.”

Roman’s gaze, which is difficult to face, lowers his head.

Atra tore the bread from the basket and dumped it into the soup, then moved the spoon and ate his breakfast.

“Are you planning to head straight to the capital?”

“Yes. I apologize to Brother Roman, but there will be no transportation or gate provided.”

“It doesn’t matter as this was communicated to me in advance through a letter.”

Naturally, people from the Empire cannot even use the gates of the Federation without permission.

This is good news for Roman, who prefers driving himself rather than riding in a cramped carriage.

“Aren’t you asking why?”

“In fact, I believe that when it comes to requests, it doesn’t matter as long as there is a result… Deep interest can be poisonous.”

If we exchange formal stories about requests like this, we can somehow meet face to face.

Roman had an intuition that the awkward atmosphere between them had disappeared due to the continued sad talk.

He tried to tone things down by shifting the topic of conversation away from his work.

“Ah! I keep my novels neat and tidy. It may be difficult before going to bed, but when I move or have free time, I will take them out as soon as you tell me.”

You can tell from that one thing Roman says.

‘As expected, what happened yesterday was relayed by Majella.’

A feeling that comes with confidence. Atra nodded her head slowly, blushing as the memory of her resurfaced.

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Now that you’ve filled your stomach, it’s time to move on to the federal government.

But Atra is not a border. Her feet come to a halt in front of her door frame.

‘Really… How…!!’

After washing her body and putting on the church robes that Roman had prepared for her, preparations were completed a long time ago.

But Atra couldn’t push the doorknob easily.

Even though she was neatly dressed, she somehow felt naked.

It’s insanely embarrassing that only Roman knows what kind of underwear she’s wearing underneath this outfit.

‘You’ll be waiting. ‘I have to go.’

After taking several deep breaths, Atra closed his eyes tightly and pushed the door open.

Let’s check there with her eyes slightly open. I could see her Manro waiting at the end of her hallway, her backpack slung over one shoulder.

The saintess approached Roman, who was waiting with a face that showed no particular emotion.

“···Brother. Let’s go!”

“I think it would be a good idea to double-check to make sure you haven’t left anything behind.”

“I checked several times. All the really important things are in the bag…”

“You can give me the clothes you are holding.”

She rolled up the clothes she wore yesterday and hid her underwear inside.

Atra, biting her lip, hesitates and hands her the clothes she wore yesterday. Roman showed no reaction and packed his laundry into his backpack.

After coming down the stairs and saying hello to the owner.

The two people who left the ‘Sleeping Pony’ inn moved their legs towards the entrance to the federal office.

“···.”

Atra, who walks ahead to prove her identity, has a narrower stride than yesterday.

Timid and cautious

Her lack of confidence caused her to walk unsteadily, causing her plump buttocks to move awkwardly, unlike her narrow waist.

Unlike usual, she felt the sensation of her underwear being rolled up, making her extremely uncomfortable every time she walked.