Chapter 505 – Marriage Proposal -3-

“To the church… Shall we take a long detour today?”

“Yes! I like it.”

This is what I hoped for at least for art.

How could I refuse more time with Roman?

“How are you feeling these days? Are you overexerting yourself to come to the mansion?”

“Not at all! Since the work related to Nema Natas is decreasing, I have more time to sleep… Um, my physical strength has increased through mystical exercises, and I am in excellent condition every day.”

Atra makes a fist with her white hand to show her fighting spirit.

From Roman’s point of view, seeing such lovely movements makes me want to do anything.

“Don’t worry about your body, just exercise regularly. I’ll help you soon.”

“Hehe, thank you.”

Atra’s chronic problem that no one has been able to fix until now.

I didn’t ask Roman, who assured me that he would solve the problem, ‘How?’.

Now, Atra believes and follows Roman’s words like another form of faith.

“Atra.”

“Yes. Please tell me.”

“The goddess came to visit not long ago.”

“···Yes?!”

Why is Atra’s body movement, so surprised by an unexpected story, reminiscent of a rabbit?

The smile at the corner of Roman’s mouth deepened.

“Mo, did you hear a voice?”

Roman thought for a moment before answering the bright eyes.

It feels like the goddess’s status has fallen to say that she showed herself in the flesh under the pressure of the god of war. So that part is omitted.

“He appeared in person. We talked a lot.”

“Oh my god…!”

The pure attitude of the saint who places her feet on the ground and covers her mouth.

If a third party had seen him believe him without any doubt, he might have raised questions.

From Atra’s point of view, what’s not to believe? Roman has already been nailed down as being outside the standard.

“I heard you thank me for punishing the unclean beings.”

“Ah…”

“In addition, there is a conversation I had with the goddess. It involves Atra, so I want to tell you… But I don’t know how Atra will take it after hearing it. I’m still worried.”

The saintess, who was thinking back to Roman’s words, smiled in her eyes.

“Are you worried about me?”

“Of course. There is no other reason.”

“Ugh, then…”

The saint, filled with happiness at her lover’s clear answer, placed both her hands together and placed them on her breasts.

Close your eyes and breathe in and out. Just repeat until you feel stable.

Atra held her lover’s hand again and spoke.

“If you have the joy you have now, I think you can calmly accept any story.”

“As expected, he is strong.”

Roman’s admiration makes her shake her head, wondering if that’s possible.

“I, as an individual, did not have strong mental strength, but in the past I had a pillar called faith… And now I have a strong support called affection.”

The point that Saint Atra does not say that faith is the only pillar.

There Roman truly understood what his goddess was saying. What kind of change and influence did she have on Atra?

‘···.’

A few steps down the dark street, making the sound of footsteps.

Roman, who looked back on the events in his image, spoke up.

“The Goddess is the creator who gave birth to Atra and my lovers.”

“Yes.”

“I guess he originally looked at the world and saw the future through the eyes of a created being.”

“The only creatures that can’t do that are the warlocks connected to Pandemonium.”

She knew this because she was a saint and an Atra who studied her scriptures endlessly. She thought it would be quick to talk, so Roman nodded and continued talking.

“But now you can’t even see Atra’s future or vision. She’s not just Atra, she includes me and the surrounding lovers.”

“Why?”

“Because you were stained by me.”

“···.”

Contrary to Roman’s worries, this was not that surprising to Atra. She was quick to accept it.

Because I had a subconscious feeling that it was art. The fact that she has an intangible bond with the Creator is inevitable.

As time went by and Roman’s presence became more and more appealing to her, she felt that the feeling that she was a saint of the church was becoming more and more distant.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes. Surprisingly, it’s a fact I’ve realized for some time…”

“Whoa!”

Atra realized as she watched Roman sigh in relief.

Roman said that she was worried about the shock of leaving the Creator’s embrace without realizing that she had lived in the church all her life.

She was actually surprised, but maybe it was because she was putting her life as a saint in order. She wasn’t so shocked that she collapsed or shed tears.

However, when she realizes what she had only assumed, her mind goes through a process similar to exhaustion, and her body’s strength begins to decline.

The silence that formed as Atra organized her thoughts.

Roman also ruled her mind.

“That doesn’t mean you have to turn your back on religious life. It’s funny that I, who don’t have religion, say this, but place isn’t important when it comes to having faith.”

The girl’s light blue gaze moved at the sound of Roman’s voice.

“Faith is faith, but it is also about supporting the object of worship, right? Divine power is the power supplied from the heart.”

“It’s just as you said…”

If you turn the alley, you will now see the church.

Roman stopped in place instead of heading towards the alley ahead.

“When you need the support of faith, trust me. From now on, I will pay with divine power.”

“!”

Roman held his hand and showed strong, unwavering eyes.

“I will never ask Atra to support me. We respect and love each other equally.”

The heart of the saint, who had been struggling to overcome feelings of despair and depression, felt refreshed in an instant.

Atra, who shed her negative skin, smiled brightly and asked a question.

“What if you need affection, not faith?”

“Of course you have to find me then too.”

A satisfactory answer with a perfect score of 100. The saint’s heart began to pound violently.

“Oh, and there is also a story about the goddess asking me to help her when she falls asleep.”

“Is it dangerous?”

“Not at all. There is no risk, but there is a method…”

Roman shook his head, saying it wasn’t a battle.

Still, she couldn’t let go of her embarrassment and, looking at Roman scratching her chin, she said, “There’s no problem with Art.”

From what she saw, it was clear that the actions taking place among her transcendents would not be understood by the culprit, even if explained.

“It is enough to follow your will. Who would interfere or interfere with helping the Goddess?”

“···.”

“Somehow, I don’t know if it was destiny or destiny for me to escape from the undeserved position of being a saint.”

Atra’s complexion seemed to make her feel lighter and more at ease.

Roman was speechless, and her saintly voice moved softly.

Atra, putting both her hands together and wrapping one of Roman’s, closed her eyes and offered her prayers.

“I, Atra. Although I leave the bosom of my Creator Mother, I will not forget her grace.”

Midnight is the time when the goddess closes her eyes. Prayers filled with sincerity flowed into the world.

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After completing her prayers, Atra opened her eyes with her face refreshed.

She once again expressed doubts about her lover.

“Have you discussed this with everyone?”

“No, Atra is the first to report that she met the goddess.”

It certainly is. With this in mind, I don’t understand why Rike came back with such swollen eyes.

‘···Then what were you talking about?’

Atra, who pursed her lips in question, moved her feet from where she had stopped to head towards the church.

Roman didn’t follow.

‘Huh?’

When she didn’t come when I pulled her hand, I turned her head to see what was going on.

“Oh?”

A ring was seen on one hand of the lover.

Accessories with flashing red lights on a black background. Just by looking at the color, it was clear that it was modeled after Roman.

Even if you don’t intend to, the puzzle fits together in your head.

The whereabouts of Rike, who came back crying but with a bright smile, and everyone who is said to be resting somewhere.

‘Seo, no way?!’

Atra’s body froze, and a storm raged inside her.

My heart feels like it’s going to explode just from this assumption.

“Atra.”

Roman sings in a soft voice.

After reading the situation, I touched Atra’s stiffened cheek and continued my conversation.

“As lovers, I have always dreamed of a future in which we would become husband and wife. We would talk and make plans while looking into the distance.”

“···.”

“But I thought the future would not come without action.”

Roman thought that there had to be some kind of opportunity for everything to begin.

She must create that opportunity herself.

“Because we always feel regretful that the fun and happy times are short. Let’s live forever.”

They say lost time never comes, but we can join hands and recreate it.

We can do that.

Roman let out all the emotions built up in his heart and carefully lifted Atra’s left hand.

Even before the ring was put in, Atra was shedding tears.

“Let’s get married.”

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After hugging and comforting Atra, who was covered in tears.

On the way back after seeing off to the church. Roman looked back on today.

All marriage proposals were successful.

I’m not sure exactly how the lovers felt, but I felt like they had overcome a very, very big wall. I feel like I have grown a lot mentally.

Now I will go back and look after everyone and make a practical plan.

I hope Atra leaves her church as soon as possible and stays with her in her mansion.

Chizzy───!!!

Roman, surrounded by swords and red flags, prepares for his move.

The moment you try to hit the ground like that.

“?!”

The intuition that a change had occurred in the goddess’s image struck Roman’s mind like a thunderbolt.

‘Already asleep?’

She must have told him and assured him that she was fine.

Had she wasted all her power in purifying her tarnished soul?

“Huh.”

If that’s true, then the goddess is a workaholic in some way.

“···.”

Roman is feeling many things with him.

The promises exchanged by transcendental people are so influential that they are almost like shackles. I am convinced that I need to watch my mouth. If you think of this as studying, it’s really cheap.

‘The goddess’s image is time-consuming… But I guess it’s still okay.’

Tzuzu that is──!!!

The brain energy surrounding the body tore through the air and created a crack.

It is similar to entering Roman’s own image, but the destination is different.

“Haa…”

Roman sighed and pushed his foot into the gap.