Chapter 407 – Hide and Seek

“The wooden horse… Quickly!”

“···.”

The whining and shaking force on his arm became stronger and Roman was caught in a panic with no way to back down.

In reality, just because Atra is drunk doesn’t mean she is indiscriminate and shows pampering to everyone.

If Majella, waiting in her capital, had seen this scene, she might not even have been able to trust her own eyes and would have come to plunge her face into cold water.

This moment when the innocence in my heart awakens, like a child speaking honestly without malice.

Her own boundaries of liking what she likes and hating what she doesn’t like become clearer than ever.

The day when a saint in her order drank ceremonial wine for the first time in her life.

Atra grabbed Shuel next to her and showered her with kisses, making her run away.

There is a record of her running away crying when she saw male priests from afar while being carried on her back by her escort, Majella.

Depending on the person she met, it was a huge problem that could tarnish her status as a saint.

There is no need to explain how exhausted her Majella was that day trying to keep Atra out of her room.

“You’re not going to do it…?”

“Now, just wait a moment!”

“Huh…”

Atra’s eyes and her lips tremble as if there was an earthquake.

It seemed like her tears would overflow at any moment and run down her cheeks like before.

“Well, Atra-sama’s outfit makes it difficult to ride a wooden horse, so please sit on her shoulder.”

“Hey! I like it!”

After coming to his senses, Roman squatted down and showed one of his shoulders.

After stopping her crying, Atra placed her buttocks on Roman’s shoulder without a word of rejection.

“I will be careful not to shake or fall. However, if you are anxious, you can hold your head or wherever you feel comfortable.”

“Yep!”

Roman’s gaze rises as high as the sky as he wakes up with the clothes in his hand and his lower body wrapped around him. Atra’s eyes lit up and she burst into laughter.

“Ahaha!! My escort, let’s go forward! We’re moving forward!”

“···.”

It’s not like she’s using her divine power in vain. It’s not like meeting someone related to work and spewing out harsh words that could be considered offensive.

It was a little difficult because the feeling of difference from what I had seen all along was so severe that I didn’t react readily, but if you look at the result, you are just being coddled.

‘Stunting is the worst move… If there is something that reacts to an attack exceeding a certain amount of damage or a personal threat.’

As long as he informed me in advance that there was something protecting his body.

It didn’t occur to me that I had to take the risk into account and knock him out in the current situation.

“Roman…! A dragon just flew in! Did you see it?!”

“I think they are the ones in charge of lighting the fire. I think the famous Yongin people will come forward for the extravagance.”

“Hiyaaa…”

A spectacular view of the campfire preparations being completed and the Yongin tribe gathering in a dazzling flight in the sky.

Atra, holding Roman’s head, made an ecstatic voice as if she was dreaming.

“···.”

The soft smell of flesh caught in the breath of alcohol. Breasts rubbing against each other without any intention of seduction, and soft stomach and thighs.

Roman closed his eyes tightly, stabbing all of his anguish that was trying to live in his head.

She called to one of the elves standing right next to her.

“I would like to ask you something.”

“Hmm?”

“Is there a fruit called purr?”

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The elf to whom Roman asked a question did not have an answer.

An elf with ponytails who appeared to be a member of the group intervened while listening to the story and gave an answer to the situation.

The conclusion was simple.

‘What kind of fruit…’

Even though you know that overripe bananas or peaches contain small amounts of alcohol.

I had no idea there was a damn fruit that worked that way.

In conclusion, he was the one who gave Atra her headband to make her look like a beastman, and Howie’s lack of information was a mistake.

Hwarrrr ㅡ!!

“Waaah!!!”

As the Yongin people spewed fire from their mouths and ignited the wood, cheers rang out around them.

On top of Atado Roman, she raised both hands and joined in the excitement, thoroughly enjoying her prayer ritual.

“Are you having fun?”

“Yeah…! It’s really so much fun!”

This is not the time to apologize for the trouble caused by ignorance. Of course, after I came to my senses.

Now.

Atra’s face looks extremely happy as she looks down with a big smile on her face. First of all, I thought I should enjoy it as much as possible.

“If there is anything else you would like to do, please feel free to let me know.”

“Really?! Majella said she had to stay in her room…?”

“I will speak well to him. Let’s do whatever Atra wants to do today and then go back.”

Instead, the expression of scolding her was strange, so I swallowed her words and used a different expression.

At Roman’s permission, Atra smiled brightly and looked around her as if looking for something about her.

“Then pull out that one! I’ve wanted that one since a while ago!!”

“You mean that dragon?”

“Yes! Isn’t it really cute?”

Roman moved her feet as Atra steered. She walked into a street vendor where she received prizes for breaking.

‘Is that dragon like a mascot? ‘It looks stupid rather than cute?’

She sees a fuzzy-looking dragon doll that Atra has wanted since she first came to her prayer ceremony.

Unlike Roman, in Atra’s eyes, he is the cutest.

No more, no less, just defeat the right number to get her doll at once.

“Roman! That’s next!”

“All right.”

She was a little late when it came to buying snacks, but she checked the ingredients properly and put everything she wanted to eat into her mouth.

“That too!”

“I’m leaving now.”

She also bought me a horn at the souvenir shop.

Atra, whose breathing was weak, made no sound no matter how much she used the dragon, but she seemed happy to use the dragon, so I thought it was okay.

Her intention was to join in as much as possible, but Roman also felt like coming to her amusement park, so it wasn’t all fun.

“Pooooo…!!! There’s no sound…”

I am taking care of Atra, who is sitting on a bench holding a doll and wrestling with a horn.

Among the crowd swaying like waves, there are familiar outfits that catch Roman’s senses.

‘How much?’

A cloak with yellow gold blossoms embroidered on pitch black clothes.

The blancs seen in Farsten or something like that worn by the elves are not something that is common to anyone.

The elves, dressed in unique outfits, rolled their eyes and looked around as if they were looking for something.

Roman closely observed the facial expressions they exchanged with each other.

“Atra. It seems like the church’s saint is looking for us.”

“Huh…? I don’t want to go there…”

Roman scratched his chin at the sight of him sticking out his lips and showing disgust.

‘I’m sure if I show this to the saint, tomorrow’s discussion will be a blow.’

Even if one returns to the federal denomination, there are minimum conditions.

At least, your body should be in the same condition it was before eating sherbet.

‘It would be a good idea to inform the church about the news.’

Is there a cooperative relationship between Kiwonje and the denomination? From time to time, priests could be seen helping with work or organizing crowded lines.

Catch one of those people and let them know that the VIP from the empire is safe. It would be ideal to show up around lunch time tomorrow, which is the scheduled time.

“Atra.”

“Why?”

“Do you like hide and seek?”

“I’ve only done it once! I want to!”

Perhaps he lost interest in the horn as the existence of hide and seek filled his mind.

The saintess, holding her doll and souvenirs in her arms, was ready to hide as soon as Roman gave her signal.

“There are the saint’s minions walking around among the crowd over there, hoping to find Atra. They are the taggers.”

“···!”

“If we can return to the inn we captured earlier without being detected by that group, we will win. Would you like to try it?”

“I’m confident I’ll do well!”

In fact, there is no need to bother like this. If Roman carries Atra and moves around, there will be very little chance of being caught.

Nevertheless, even if you think about it, the reason for doing it this way is foolish and simple.

It was nice to see him having fun while also apologizing, so I thought I should play with him like this at least one more time.

‘I won’t even remember it tomorrow.’

How many people can get drunk and remember things like this?

If anyone had seen Roman, they might have pointed a finger at Roman, calling her foolish, but I believe that if she puts it all aside and relieves her mind of stress by having fun, it will have a positive effect in some way.

‘There’s a priest… There’s one over there.’

A place not too far away. You can see the priest yawning.

Even as Roman is talking to her priest over there, she can confirm with her vision the location where Atra is.

With an explanation that the news should be announced first before departure.

After asking him to wait just a moment, Atra stuck to him with a stern expression and whispered in Roman’s ear.

“Roman! Be careful so you don’t get caught, okay?”

“I will be careful.”

A more serious face than when discussing work with a sober mind.

Roman, who had somehow overcome the danger of bursting into laughter, continued his pace, making sure Atra was sitting well on his bench every time he stretched out his legs.

I checked on Atra, who was talking alone with a cute-looking dragon doll and fiddling with a horn.

“Priest. I have something to tell you.”

“Yes, brother. What’s wrong?”

While talking with the priest, a long-snouted, furry beast, Roman continued to check on Atra.

He returned to Atra again, leaving behind the priest who was startled and bewildered by the news of her sainthood.

“Roman! If it had been a little later, the jelly would have spewed fire!”

“···Who is Jelly?”

“This kid is Jelly! Although this is our first meeting, we are colleagues who will be traveling together, so say hello to each other.”

Roman clenched his teeth to keep the corners of his mouth from raising when Atra presented the doll with a serious face.

“···I look forward to.”

As if satisfied with the rhythm, Atra, holding a horn and a doll, stood up.

“Depart!”