Author: lipzoldyck


I held my breath at the warm blonde hair blowing in the light breeze and the dark, cool gold eyes that contrasted with it.


In Reihausd’s hand was the longsword he always wore around his waist. At the end, Hans’ blood was dripping.


“Kaaagh! Aaaaaaaagh!!”


Hans, who fell on his butt while grabbing his bloody arm, screamed.


[The God of Justice, Hetuse, cheers for Reihausd, saying that a perverted soul is still better than an ugly and perverted soul.]


[The God of Art, Mond, is furious, asking him who is being compared to whom.]


I covered the girl’s eyes and forced her to stand behind me.


“Huaagh! Aaakh!! What!! What are you!!”


Even as he howled in pain, Hans glared at Reihausd.


‘You’d better not,’ I thought to myself, but I didn’t have to tell him.


“Who do you dare to put your dirty hands on?”


A menacing low voice flowed from Reihausd’s red lips.


“You!! You!! Do you think you’ll be okay with this? I will send my men to kill you!”


Reihausd slightly leaned over to Hans, who was talking gibberish, as if his drunkenness didn’t go away even in the midst of being stabbed.


“Hans Ragefield. I know you well.”


Upon hearing the cold voice, Hans flinched at him and glared at him with fearful eyes.


“Huft… Huft…”


“If you had focused just a little during the crusade, you would have recognized me. Seeing that you can’t remember my face, it seems that you also went in and out of Elium for the same purpose.”


At those words, Hans blinked his eyes as if searching for his memory. Then, belatedly, he opened his eyes wide as if he recognized that he was the High Priest of Elium.


“I expelled you and uprooted your family in Elium, yet…”


Reihausd’s relaxed voice had a deep sense of bloodlust.


He threatened Hans with a grinning voice as he looked at him with surprised eyes.


“Now I must find a way to completely eradicate you and your family from this world.”


“Heh… gasp! I… apologize! I apologize!!”


Immediately, Hans hit his head on the ground.


[The Gods are sharing soda.]


“I didn’t realize it! I apologize! I apologize!!”


Elium’s power in the Empire was strong enough to be compared to that of the Imperial Palace. A mere son of a baron can’t dare to deal with Reihausd, the High Priest of Elium.


I stared at the sword Reihausd was holding with nervous eyes.


Why did I forget, I wonder. The past where he cut Annie’s throat with a single knife.




Although I was nervous about his bloodlust, fortunately, after a while, he put the sword in the scabbard.


I secretly let out a sigh of relief. I didn’t want to see people die in front of my eyes, no matter how trash they were.


“Proceed according to the new law.”


Soon, Reihausd muttered quietly.


I don’t know whether they were waiting, but the Paladins came from a dark alley and dragged Hans away.


The new law, which was separate from the national law and coexisted with the same effect, was applied to those who blasphemed the Gods or threatened the temple. What threatened me could be interpreted in that category.


“Saint… Saintess! I apologize! Forgive me once… Aaakh!”


The screams of Hans being dragged away faded away, and I blankly looked up at Reihausd.


The wind blew between us.


A gust of wind tickled his blonde hair once, touching the lace of my bonnet.


Since when has he been looking at me, a curious feeling tickled my heart.


One step, two step, Reihausd approached me and said to the trembling girl behind me.


“Come to Elium when it’s daylight. I’ll tell the gatekeeper.”


The girl flinched and looked at him.


As if Reihausd had never pierced Hans’ arm with a sword at some point, he wore a light smile with a calm face.


“I’ll give you a job that pays better than selling apples on the street. And adjustable time.”


At that, the girl made a serious expression and nodded her head.


“T… Thank you.”


Then, after bowing her head to me at Reihausd’s glance, she hurriedly left.


[The God of Love, Odyssey, claps for Reihausd’s warm heart.]


[The God of Benevolence, Oman, looks forward to the next scene.]




A dark street, now it’s just the two of us left.


In the awkward silence, Reihausd spoke first.


“Let’s go. There are more and more eyes on us.”


They couldn’t come close to us, yet there were a lot of people behind us.


I nodded and he took my hand.




The carriage of the temple that I rode with Reihausd arrived at a lake on the outskirts of the capital. And there was a prison on that lake.


“Here is…”


“This is my villa.”


“Isn’t this a prison?”


At first glance, it looked like a two-story house, but I thought it was a prison because the doors and windows were covered with iron bars.


[The God of Justice, Hetuse, whispers to you how about running away right now.]


[The God of Art, Mond, closes Hetuse’s mouth and squints his eyes, telling you not to listen to the nonsense of that demon lover.]


Don’t tell me, there will be something to run away from.


“What do you mean prison.”


He grabbed what looked like a prison key from the inside pocket of his uniform and opened the door to the barricade.


And when he opened the double standard door and went in, I saw the inside like a villa.


As expected… is this something to be run away from?


A little nervous, I sat down on the sofa in the living room as he guided me.


Reihausd entered the kitchen and I heard the sound of tea brewing as the teacup clicked.


When anxiety came up, wondering whether he would leave me locked like this, he brought tea out. It was a fragrant herbal tea.


“There was a time when the Saintess said that you were going to an auction house to buy a villa.”


It occurred to me that when I was leaving the temple, I mentioned that as an excuse.


“Yes. There was.”


[The God of Art, Mond, recalls memories from the auction house.]


“At that time, I also prepared this villa. I hope we can spend more time together if we get closer.”


At his words, I squeezed the handle of the teacup.


The word ‘get closer’ reminded me of his image that night.


Completely different from High Priest Reihas, who wore such a neat uniform and wielded a sword with a cool expression… That’s his grim expression.


“It’s crazily detailed. Master.”


Instantly, heat rose up on my face and I opened my mouth to change the topic.


“Thank you. For taking care of that trash.”


“Your wording has become… rougher.”


[The God of Benevolence, Oman, cheers you on speaking like a ‘master’.]


“Ah… I suppose so. I have a lot of stress these days. But how did you find me?”


There was a slight smile on his lips, he took a sip of his tea, and said.


“Since you hadn’t come back after dark, I went out to look for you. But when I happened to see the Saintess with that man, my eyes turned… and I did something so unsightly.”


Even though the scene was brutal, I could feel Reihausd’s feeling trying to protect me.


“No. Thanks to you, I felt refreshed. People like that are cheap even if you do something unsightly.”


At my words, he smiled.


“I guess this is what made me like you.”


[The God of Love, Odyssey, puts his hands on his cheeks and breathes in.]


[The God of Benevolence, Oman, snorts.]


[The God of Art, Mond, says he will live a little longer and drinks soda.]


I didn’t know what to reply to the confession that passed by like a joke.


“You’re very saintly, yet you’re not.”


After a moment of silence, he spoke again.


“If I hadn’t stepped forward, you would have solved it yourself. Because you’re capable enough.”


It reminded me of the time when I stunned Reihausd, who was locked in a dungeon.


Even though he knew my power, he managed to turn his eyes away.


“Haha… Anyway, thank you for helping me.”


I tried to break through this strange atmosphere, possessing a meaningless smile. Yet after that, nothing came to mind.


[The God of Love, Odyssey, is saddened by your bland reaction and born-to-be-solo.]


Silence fell again.


“But, Saintess.”


While keeping his mouth closed with an anxious expression, Reihausd opened his lips again.


“Even though I woke up after being sick for quite some time, you don’t seem to be curious about my condition.”


[The God of Love, Odyssey, looks at Mond with quick eyes and raises his lips.]


I was startled inwardly by his words that pierced a blind spot.


“Ah… Even so, I just wanted to ask you…”


“I understand why you’re not curious. Probably because you knew that I would wake up safely and soundly.”


[The God of Art, Mond, gulps.]


But before I could explain anything, he gave an answer.


“Because you… healed me from being cursed.”


[The God of Art, Mond, has his hands sweaty.]


I got up, feeling my hands sweaty.


“For now, let’s go back to the temple, Sir Reihausd. It’s late.”


But he was still seated and holding his teacup. Only dark golden eyes were directed sharply at me.


“Unintentionally, I received a call from Baron Diego. He asked how Daisy was doing.”




He won’t remember, he won’t remember... I just kept repeating those words in my mind.


Then I heard him putting the teacup down, click.


Soon, he came closer to me, step by step.


My body stiffened with tension, and I gasped when he, much taller than me, finally stood right in front of me.


He looked at me with dark eyes and slowly knelt down in front of me.


“Sir… Reihausd…”


I climbed on top of him and tore his clothes… The moment of me swearing at him still vivid.


“Because you saved me.”


The moment my cheek was burning with heat, as if it had been hit, he looked up at me and said.


“I’m now yours for life, Master.”


[The God of Benevolence, Oman, is doing a goal ceremony.]


[The God of Love, Odyssey, dances the newly learned tap dance.]


[The God of Art, Mond, lies down and closes his eyes.]


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