Chapter 427 – It’s a Dream.

Before my tired mind falls into dreamland.

Atra, taking advantage of the smoothly flowing atmosphere, also asked Roman a question like that.

“Brother, do you think respect and affection can coexist?”

“Of course.”

“You give a cool answer.”

“There is no reason why respect and affection cannot be mixed, but the moment they are mixed, there is really no answer.”

“Uhm…”

“There is no emotion that blinds a person as much as those two. To give it more credibility, it is also an experience.”

Roman mocked himself, saying he was especially bad at that.

Atra, who saw that scene in front of her, hugged the jelly and was lost in thought.

‘I wonder what it would be like.’

She admires an adventurer named Roman.

There is no lie there. It is certainly.

Behaviors or habits that arise unconsciously are a part of the person’s life.

Atra knows that humans cannot hide their true nature only when they are tired and tired.

When you get tired, your movements may show irritation or annoyance. There is an inevitable sharpness to the voice.

But Roman stayed outside that boundary as if it were natural.

Also, how was your day?

We also know that everyone has a desire to be recognized by others when they achieve great achievements. I recognize that it is not strange, but rather natural.

However, Roman did not mention the battle with Daejeon again.

The same thing happened when I caught the prisoner hiding in the ceiling.

Even when they step forward and do rough work, they don’t even show off, and they don’t seem to be trying to gain an upper hand in preparation for later negotiations on commission fees with the church.

In the past, when she saw Atragaroman, she was embarrassed because she was different from her image of an adventurer.

The more time we spent together, the more I realized that Roman’s nature and personality were special.

Just these points that immediately come to mind make Atra reflect on herself.

There is ample reason to have respect.

So, has your love grown and coexisted within you?

I do not know. You shouldn’t be sure now. Never.

‘···Affection.’

Artara is confident that she is not an easy woman.

She has encountered numerous powerful noblemen until now. Even though she has seen men who are handsome and amazing.

If she has never had special feelings for the opposite sex, she will never be called picky.

Even though I rationalize it like that.

On the other hand, I doubt it.

‘If you have feelings for your brother… Where?’

Is it kinder than it looks? Is it that she is single-minded toward her lover even when her eyes cannot reach?

Is it because of your lover that you read the novel with interest? Does she accept injections that are extremely ugly?

Is it because he has such a delicate personality that he rents a kitchen and cooks for himself because he is worried about a hangover?

Or not.

‘Stop.’

Once she started thinking about it, Atra bit her tail and forcibly cut out the sentences that continued to grow.

It seemed like if a strong opportunity arose, she would fall for it.

‘This is not possible…’

Even if she had feelings for him, her heart should not be stolen by Roman.

I felt so powerful after tasting just one spoonful.

As Roman said, isn’t it a certainty and a premonition that she will blind him?

It was obvious that if she acknowledged her true feelings like this, there would be many problems with her name as a saint and her future pilgrimage.

‘···.’

Still. Even so.

Just for now, I wanted to be a little greedy.

Once the things I have to do are done, I won’t have a chance to be with Roman like this.

‘Now is the only day like this…’

Atra wanted to talk to Roman as much as possible.

Because it’s fun. That’s the greed I have now.

Even though she had the chance to sleep, which she was so proud of, she preferred talking to Roman.

But it wasn’t easy to keep the opportunity.

The triple combination of accumulated fatigue, warm bedding, and the sense of stability provided by Roman’s voice.

If Atra lost consciousness for a moment, her consciousness would mercilessly leave for dreamland.

The moment you blink your eyes.

The consciousness I was holding on to was suddenly broken.

*****

“Ugh…”

In that short period of time, Atra’s face, deeply asleep, came into Roman’s field of vision.

It felt like I was holding on to my consciousness, holding on to my limit, and then rolled over and fell into sleep.

‘I barely fell asleep and I can’t wake up.’

To compare the way Atra held her sleeve, it was as if she was giving a finger to a baby.

A situation where you have to wait for her to let go rather than forcefully pulling it out and waking her up.

“···.”

Roman waited in an awkward position.

She lifted her doll and tried to subtly push it into the saint’s hand, telling her to grab it.

Atra didn’t seem to have any intention of letting go of her sleeve.

‘Well, since it’s an escort, it’s better to stay as close as possible…?’

Combining her unreasonable self-justification with the situation she couldn’t escape from, I was convinced that good was good.

Roman sat down on the floor with only one arm resting on the bed.

“Whew.”

I take a deep breath and think about it.

What to do with her time until Atra wakes up or lets go of her hand.

She doesn’t have the posture to sit cross-legged, so it’s difficult for her to indulge in meditation or meditation.

Roman’s eyes moved around. A space no different from the room she was assigned to.

She takes a closer look at her sleeping Atra, as she is no different after all.

‘···It’s pretty.’

Sleeping, breathing timidly, with her light blue hair resting on her pillow.

Looking at it, it seems that she was the goddess’s favorite not only because of her divine power, but also because she put special effort into her appearance.

‘You will encounter a lot of troublesome things in the future. ‘You’ve probably been through a lot already.’

Atra has a soft and soft personality by nature.

Even though she has her status as a saint, the first thing that comes to mind is that her life must have been quite tiring due to all the tangles that come with looking at her appearance.

Even though she has the personality of rejecting eclairs with a sharp refusal, I wonder if Artra would be brave enough to attract her annoying flies.

“···.”

That’s the end of her impressions.

Roman rested his forehead on the soft bed of her bed and closed her eyes, as if he were lingering on her desk for a moment.

She is not sleeping. Even just keeping her eyes closed helps relieve her fatigue.

Quiet room. Atra’s breathing can be heard clearly.

How long has it been?

The strength drains from her hand holding her sleeve along with the sound of her rustling.

Roman lifted her head and saw Atra raising her upper body.

The eyes were blank and unfocused, unable to wake up from sleep.

“Water···.”

The way he turns his head here and there while speaking.

It seemed like nothing was coming through my blurry vision.

Roman got up, found a water bottle, filled a cup halfway with water, and handed it to Atra.

“Paha!”

Atra gulped down the lukewarm water and held the empty cup.

She sat down and closed her eyes. He looks quite tired.

“Atra, please lie down comfortably.”

At this time, Roman was desperate and switched between his doll and the cup and whispered to Atra.

But there is no answer. There is no movement. She continues to sleep with her head down.

“···.”

Since you can’t push her shoulder to knock her down, wrap your arms around the back of her head and slowly lower her down so that she doesn’t fall over her neck.

His head stuck to the pillow and Roman was about to pull his hand away.

Using Art Ragaroman’s hand as a pillow, she opened her blurry eyes again.

The light blue eyes, heavily intoxicated by sleep, do not seem as intelligent as usual.

“Whew, why is Brother Roman here…?”

There is no reason to fuss and explain the situation here.

To prevent Atra from waking up, Roman gave a simple and clear answer.

“This is a dream, Atra. Close your eyes.”

“Dream···?”

“Yes. It was a dream, so you can sleep some more.”

“Even in my dreams… I’m so greedy…”

Atra throws out her words and smiles strangely. She seemed to understand what she said about it being a dream.

Atra throws the doll she was holding onto the seat next to her and stretches out her hands.

I grabbed Roman’s face and massaged it.

“It’s cuter than jelly…?”

Then she pulled Roman’s head and buried it in her breast.

“?”

Roman, who had taken the place where the doll should have been, was extremely embarrassed.

Now, my face is buried between breasts that are giving off a stimulating fleshy scent.

This situation made him wonder if he was dreaming.

‘Fucked.’

She should have recognized Atra when she massaged her own face and smiled at her.

If she had known she was going to do this, she would have tightened her neck and held on.

“Hi-Hi···.”

A satisfied laugh.

Atra gently strokes her own head in her arms.

The feel of her breasts rubbing and clinging to her face and the smell of the saint’s flesh rush in without stopping.

‘Fucked. This is really fucked up.’

How many days have it been since I was living in the empire, trying to relieve my sexual desires every day, and not being able to relieve them?

I already felt like I was going crazy because of the lovers that were shining in my eyes, but this was too much of a stimulus.

‘Just stand up?’

Should I wake up and get out? Or should I just wait for it to be released again?

Roman closed his eyes tightly, thinking that even if it meant waking Atra up due to her stiff lower abdomen, he should stand up first.

After much thought, the moment I tried to give strength to her legs.

“Mom and dad···”

Atra, who had begun to dream of her real self, hugged Roman even more strongly, muttering to herself.

I stop myself from standing up with just words. It causes conflict.

“Don’t abandon me…”

Atra continued to talk in her sleep in a depressingly wet voice.

*****

She opened her eyes and realized that she had dreamed earlier.

I let out a long breath in relief.

‘···It was really a dream.’

I don’t know how long I slept. If I had slept too long, Roman would have come to wake me up.

The important thing is that I simultaneously had a very happy dream that I didn’t want to forget and a nightmare that I wanted to forget.

It seems like all the fatigue accumulated so far has completely disappeared.

That was enough.

‘Now come to your senses and start working…’

I raised one hand and rubbed my eyes. There was still some confusion in my mind.

First of all, the jelly in my arms…

Jelly…

‘Huh?’

As the clarity in my eyes increases, I see jelly rolling next to me.

However, there was an object held in Atra’s arms as well.

“···?”