Ch.7 I Stayed Up All Night Talking with Her About All the Stories We had Shared
Passing over the glittering glass shards on the floor, I headed toward the center of the commotion.
A woman with short red hair was hurling spheres of violet magic from her hands at the private soldiers.
“St-stop the witch! Don’t let her reach the baron!”
—Boom!
“Gaaah!”
Watching Leah send five or six soldiers flying with a re wave of her hand, I thought to myself:
‘She’s actually holding back.’
That magic is typically used for suppression.
Frowning as I watched the magic explode, sending people flying with shockwaves,
I realized it was a spell designed to induce unconsciousness through shockwaves rather than directly harming living beings, so there wouldn’t be many seriously injured.
Seeing the many soldiers and servants sprawled across the floor, I felt relieved.
“Leah, stop it.”
As I stepped forward and spoke, she turned her head to look at .
Our eyes t—her red eyes locking onto mine.
“Master…”
Seeing Leah begin to whimper, I played the role of a caring master.
“Co here.”
Forcing a wide smile while desperately hiding my fear, I spread my arms open. Leah imdiately dashed toward , whimpering.
‘Phew… is this resolved well?’
Just as I began to feel relieved—
—Thud!
“Oof!”
With all her might, Leah charged at
and headbutted
squarely in the torso.
Perhaps due to her strength, I fell backward, and she imdiately climbed onto my chest, grabbed my collar, and began shaking
violently.
“What’s this about moving away?! What’s this about going to the New Continent?! And if you beca a noble, why didn’t you tell
anything?!”
“Wa-wait a mont!”
—Shake-shake.
‘Is she a mage or a knight?’
With monstrous strength that could probably arm-wrestle any knight into submission, she shook my head violently.
“I-I’m dizzy!”
“Tell ! Tell
right now! Tell
everything you’ve been hiding!”
“Sa-save …”
As my vision spun in circles…
“Ugh!”
I got motion sickness and vomited onto Leah’s clothes.
My reunion with my long-lost disciple was truly the worst possible scenario.
***
Upon arriving at the Vatican, Cecilia washed up and changed into light, comfortable clothes.
Exhausted from long months of camping, Cecilia smiled happily at the softness of the bed and the luxurious smoothness of the high-quality blanket.
“Hehe…”
Rubbing her face against the silky blanket, Cecilia felt blissfully content.
How much hardship had she endured until now under the title of ‘saint’?
Healing wounded patients, constantly bickering with Leah—who she considered utterly insufferable—being unable to see her beloved, and enduring the battlefield alongside sweaty warriors—she never wanted to experience any of that again.
Her soft, elegant nun’s habit, soaked in blood and sweat, felt disgusting; the agonized groans of the wounded and sleeping under rough, foul-slling blankets were infuriating.
Rolling around in mud with vicious, cruel demons, and witnessing patients she had painstakingly healed explode on the battlefield—these had beco serious traumas for her.
Compared to that, this place now…
‘This is heaven.’
First and foremost, no one was dying horribly here.
For this, Cecilia felt genuinely grateful.
“Hehe…”
‘To be able to live so peacefully, doing nothing at all… I’m so happy.’
Feeling tearfully grateful that she no longer had to care for people teetering on the brink of life and death, Cecilia prayed to the goddess before bed.
‘Goddess, thank you for saving humanity from the Demon King.’
Then, lying in bed, she began thinking about what she would do tomorrow.
‘First, I’ll et His Holiness the Pope, then visit Hans the priest’s house… what else should I do?’
Should she tour the new restaurants that had opened in the capital?
Rembering the tis she had gone on food tours with Hans, Cecilia unconsciously smiled.
Though Cecilia had learned about romance from books, the monts she had spent with Hans had been incredibly happy.
Hans had shown her—a woman who had lived a dull life in the convent—a whole new world.
She loved him for introducing her to delicious food, beautiful clothes, and accessories.
But that wasn’t all.
Thanks to Hans, she had been able to escape the convent she had grown to loathe.
At first, leaving the convent had been frightening, but with him by her side, she had adapted well to her new life.
If she hadn’t left the convent back then, she would probably still believe that boring convent was the entirety of the world.
‘Tomorrow, I’ll et the Pope and resign from my position as saint… then have a celebration party at the imperial palace… and retire, right?’
Cecilia, lost in thoughts of her future.
‘And then marry him. Since I’ve given up being a saint, he has to take responsibility.’
As she thought this, a smile never left her face.
“Hehe…”
A forced marriage.
But so what?
He must have been interested in her—he was the one who had pulled her out of the convent, after all.
Hugging her pillow, she continued painting her future.
‘He’ll probably make that signature flustered expression, right?’
But even so, Cecilia expected he would smile awkwardly and nod.
‘He’s kind—he’ll accept .’
Marrying him, having children…
Cecilia was already thinking of nas for her future grandchildren.
Soon, she raced toward the end of a fantasy too extravagant to even call an ‘imagination’.
An elderly Cecilia, lying in bed, gently holding the hand of an equally aged Hans, said:
[Hans… I was so… so happy to be with you.]
[Ah… no, Cecilia.]
Looking at his face, dotted with gray hairs and wrinkles, Cecilia smiled faintly.
Holding the hand of her aged beloved…
“Kyaaah~!”
A full-blown romance novel had just been born.
“Ah… it’s too late. I should sleep now. I have to attend morning mass tomorrow.”
Thus, Cecilia lay in bed, trying to fall asleep.
She did not know—tomorrow, Hans would leave the capital.
***
Leah, covered in vomit, disappeared after saying she would go wash up.
I ordered the servants who hadn’t fainted to prepare the reception room.
Perhaps drinking so tea would calm her down?
It had been ages since I last brewed tea by hand in the middle of the night, but if this could soothe Leah’s anger, it would be worth the effort.
Anxiously brewing tea, I waited for Leah to return.
—Creak!
The reception room door opened, and the woman with short red hair entered, drying her hair with a towel.
Sitting on the sofa with a sullen expression, she looked around the room and said,
“Master, when did you beco this rich? And why didn’t you tell
you beca a noble?”
She spoke as if she were upset that I had been hiding so much from her. I forced a smile and replied,
“Haha, well…”
While she was washing up, I had prepared a rather flimsy excuse.
“After you left, I started a small business, and it went so well that I bought a title and even a mansion like this.”
This was, in fact, a lie.
I had been wealthy even before she left.
The Pisa Trading Company had already been doing quite well even before she joined the Hero party.
“Hmph! Then why didn’t you tell
any of this?”
Leah narrowed her eyes and stared at .
“Well, I wanted to surprise you when you ca back.”
“Then why didn’t you tell
about going to the New Continent? I was so shocked to hear Master was leaving for the New Continent!”
“Th-that… why didn’t I tell you?”
“What?”
At my words, Leah made a face as if I were ridiculous, then twisted her expression nacingly…
—Bang!
“Master… do you want to die?”
“No? I want to live.”
How on earth had her personality not changed at all?
“Do you know how shocked I was when I ca to the capital? First, Master sold the house and beca the chairman of a huge company, and then you’re leaving for the New Continent tomorrow! Do you know how scared I was?”
‘Were you scared I would leave?’
‘I was scared you would co.’
It felt strangely as if our thoughts had crossed in perfect understanding.
Watching her make a nacing face as if she were about to hit , I silently wished she had arrived just one day later.
“Haha? Really?”
“Do you find … inconvenient?”
‘It’s not that you’re inconvenient—it’s that you’re terrifying.’
‘If you find out I was trying to run away, you’ll burn
alive, won’t you?’
Not wanting to be roasted alive, I forced a smile.
“No? Why would I find you inconvenient?”
Still pouting, Leah opened her mouth grumpily.
“Then can’t you just not go to the New Continent?”
Good grief… you really want to see
torn into four pieces, don’t you?
“I can’t. I have sothing important to do in the New Continent.”
Forcing myself to imagine the tragic scene of being ripped into pieces, I acted out a sorrowful, lancholic gaze.
Sensing my unusual mood, Leah cautiously asked,
“What… is it?”
The lie I had carefully thought up while Leah was washing.
“Well… actually, the New Continent is my hotown.”
Seeing Leah’s eyes waver at my words, I continued,
“I ca here as a traveler, drawn by admiration for this place before the Demon King appeared, but when the Demon King revived, I couldn’t return ho.”
My real hotown is 21st-century South Korea.
But to survive, I’d sell out my hotown in a heartbeat.
“Th-then… are all your friends there too?”
Seeing Leah look at
with a pitying expression, I thought, ‘Did she buy it?’ and nodded.
“Yes, that’s right.”
All the people I could call friends were in South Korea, but well…
“Then I guess there’s no choice.”
Expecting her to let
go, I nodded.
“Right? There’s no choice.”
“Then I’m going too. Seriously, what is this? I just got back from my journey, and now I have to go to the New Continent… sigh.”
At her words, I felt goosebumps rise all over my body.
“Huh? Why are you going?”
No! That’s not it! Why are you going? It’s my hotown—why do you want to go there?
At my words, her gaze sharpened, and she crossed her arms.
“Why? Can’t I go? Do you have a fiancée back ho or sothing, soone you’ve promised your future to?”
“…No? Nothing like that. I just said that because I’m worried about you traveling so far by ship. It’s my hotown, after all.”
“Hmm… Is it really that hard for a disciple who traveled all over the continent to slay the Demon King to follow her master back to his hotown?”
Leah stood up, crossing her legs and speaking in a sultry voice.
Even with that voice and crossing her short legs, it’s not sexy at all.
Watching Leah, who had always mistakenly believed herself to be sexy since she was young, I thought to myself.
No, actually, one person isn’t so bad.
It might be better to just quickly escape to the New Continent with Leah.
If the other three show up, I’ll be completely dood.
Having thought this far, I smiled brightly and said,
“Alright. Let’s go!”
I must avoid the worst-case scenario.
As I stood up and said this, Leah eagerly followed .
“Master, show
your room!”
“My room? There’s nothing special to see. And we should sleep soon.”
We were scheduled to board the ship early tomorrow morning.
“Aww, we haven’t seen each other in so long!”
Leah followed
to my room. I couldn’t resist her—how could I possibly overpower Leah, whose grip strength surpassed even that of a knight?
Thus, I spent the night talking with her about all the things we hadn’t shared until now.
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