The Blind Saint Who Can See - Chapter 15
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#15. Reunion (2)
At the sight of his first love again, Cedric felt a dull pain deep in his heart.
‘Youth, what happened?’
I had a lot to say.
How did she survive in that fire? If she did, why didn’t she come looking for him? When did she start living as a saint in the Holy Land? And.
What happened to those eyes?
The Justinas he remembers was a good and devoted girl, but she did not have any noticeable disabilities. This means she was not born with a disability.
…what would it be like to enjoy a clear view and then suddenly become unable to see anything in front of you?
It was clear that he had suffered unspeakable hardships. Cedric let out a trembling breath and controlled his collapsing expression.
‘I thought the saint was just a chess piece to be used by the Pope.’
He bit his lip.
Isteria, the eastern continent where the Ji-guk, Su-guk, and Seong-guk are located.
Westenio, the western continent where the Fire Nation, the Duchy, and the slums of Kieto are located.
The Eastern and Western Continents are separated by a huge Central Sea.
As the leader of the Shadow Paradise, Cedric built an information network that covered the entire Western Continent, but he didn’t know much about the Holy Nation beyond the ocean. In fact, it was his first time setting foot on the Eastern Continent. If it weren’t for the Holy Nation’s request, he would have spent his entire life on the Western Continent.
Not knowing that there is treasure across the sea.
‘Justinas.’
Cedric stood there like a stone statue, unable to bring himself to say the name, looking at her. His mind was full of complicated thoughts.
“Your Majesty, the saint has not finished praying yet. Please stop being rude and wait outside.”
The priest, unable to bear to see Cedric like that, dragged him out.
“… Okay.”
Cedric stepped back coolly.
As he turned to leave the prayer room, Justinas, who had been sitting quietly, said:
“Don’t scold me too much.”
“Saint?”
“You are a noble person who has come from far away for me.”
Cedric’s eyes wavered.
“Please provide a warm meal and a place to sleep.”
“Understood, Your Majesty.”
The priest bowed with respect.
Justinas looked at him with unfocused eyes, then turned his head to where Cedric was.
Their eyes met.
Even though she obviously can’t see ahead.
“Then sir.”
“… … .”
“See you again later.”
“… Yes. That’s right.”
Cedric flinched and stepped back in a dreamlike state as he was confronted by his first love who had grown into a full-fledged adult.
***
The plan was a success.
About half.
It’s hard to be 100% sure. Cedric’s betrayal wasn’t just due to psychological issues.
Rather, it was a congenital problem.
‘… Cedric is a demon.’
Black hair and black eyes.
At present, it is perceived as just an unusual color, but the reality is different.
In this world, only demons or half-demon races can have black hair and eyes.
That’s why Cedric doesn’t remember his parents.
In the first place, there were no parents.
The demon tribe is simply born from a gathering of magical power.
The most common case is when a higher-ranking demon takes a part of itself and creates a lower-ranking demon. On the other hand, Cedric is a very special case where his naturally accumulated magical power suddenly became an intelligent being.
This was also the reason why Cedric of the Upper Heaven was on a different track from the other Four Heavens.
Unlike those who were derived from the Demon King’s magical power, Cedric is a naturally occurring demon like the Demon King.
In other words, he was a man who had the qualities to become a Demon King from the beginning. Naturally, he was bound to be more vicious and dominant than other Demons.
The magical power that sleeps within him grows stronger as he grows. It also constantly eats away at his reason.
So that they can’t become human.
To awaken as a complete demon.
There is one way to prevent this.
He knows his own identity and chooses to be human.
It’s a difficult task. In the original work, all characters born with demon blood inevitably chose the life of a demon.
but…….
I smiled brightly.
‘If I can’t do it, the quest is failed?’
I have to make it that way. Me.
My head turned.
I see Cedric.
His black eyes too.
‘The eyes are the windows to the soul.’
It is a very famous proverb.
That’s actually true.
8 years of graduate school.
10 years of sainthood.
After observing so many people that it was jarring, there were truths I realized even though I didn’t want to know them.
For example, something like this.
“Sir?”
“yes.”
“I’m sorry. Are you frustrated because I walk slowly?”
“… That’s not true.”
As I slowly moved with my cane, Cedric looked at me with eyes filled with complicated emotions.
Longing. Longing. Surprise.
Relief. Guilt.
affection.
The emotions he felt were too varied to be defined by one thing.
‘My prediction was correct.’
Cedric’s moment.
The reason he betrayed the warrior and tried to destroy the world as the Demon King’s Army’s Supreme Commander was the death of his comrade.
‘It’s under control. To some extent.’
All we have to do is stop the runaway.
Unless one day he goes crazy and wipes everyone out, the protagonist will take care of the rest.
I just have to put a spoon in there.
‘hmm.’
My gaze turned to him.
Cedric still hides his agitation, but doesn’t reveal that he is ‘Cedric’.
‘What are you going to do?’
He has two choices.
First, reveal your identity to me.
Second, it is not disclosed.
If possible, I would prefer the former, as it is easier to exchange data that way.
But if it’s the latter… … .
‘Well, let’s just take a look.’
Whichever way I choose, I shouldn’t be the one to pretend to know him first.
Justinas is blind.
Because I can’t even see in front of me, there’s no way I could recognize Cedric.
Cedric isn’t an unusual name like Justinas.
So I opened the door.
“I heard from Your Majesty that you will be my escort from now on.”
“Yes.”
“So then… …Can you tell me your name, sir?”
Cedric blinked.
His hand holding the sword trembled.
‘You don’t control your expression at all.’
but.
A lot of people did that.
The moment you realize that I can’t see ahead, you openly look at me with pity.
Actually, everything is visible.
… If I get caught doing this, it’s not a joke, I’ll be in serious trouble.
“Cedric. It’s Cedric.”
Cedric, who had been hesitating, finally opened his mouth. I stopped walking, a little surprised.
“That’s a familiar name.”
“…Is that so?”
But look at this?
Is that so, what kind of freezing death is that “Is that so?”
‘Are you going to pretend not to know?’
The plan is about to get a bit more complicated.
are you okay.
Just give it a try and that’ll be it.
I smiled faintly, hiding my regret inside.
“Yes. The boy I used to live with had the same name.”
“In the past… … .”
“Actually, I’m from Kieto.”
I blushed slightly after saying that.
“Isn’t it strange? A saint who is supposed to be noble is from the slums.”
“no.”
He quickly retorted.
“thank god.”
Knock, knock.
As I began to lean on my cane again, I continued quietly.
“I was really happy at that time.”
“ah….”
A low sigh is heard.
At the same time, the two of us arrived in front of the room where I always stayed.
I opened the door and opened my eyes.
“Thank you for bringing me here, Cedric. Bye.”
“…yes.”
He hesitated for a moment, then nodded and turned around.
Even though the door is closed, I can still feel the movement outside, so it looks like it’s still like that.
I guess that’s just how escort work is.
‘How can you not pretend to know?’
I even gave him a hint.
I remember a boy named Cedric Neon, and he was happy.
In fact, if you put your mind to it, you can even make excuses for why you had to leave him.
Or maybe he was captured by slave traders.
He couldn’t return to Kieto across the continent because he was blind (or not) and had achieved sublime enlightenment (or was busy helping the people around him (this is true).
‘But wouldn’t it be weird to reveal this kind of information during our first meeting?’
It’s something that Justinas can say after reuniting with Cedric, but it’s awkward as a conversation between a new escort knight and a saintess.
I looked in the mirror and groaned.
‘In fact, you can’t say that you can see it.’
Anyone who looks at my eyes will tell that they are abnormal.
Not only is there no focus, but there is no pupillary reflex, and it is impossible to move the eyes no matter how hard you try.
The eyes, which maintained a strange beauty as if they were cursed rather than having ordinary visual impairment, were so beautiful that even I would get goosebumps if I looked at them for a long time.
‘Are these the eyes of a real living person?’
This is close to being stuffed.
I scratched my head a few times, then took out the professional book I was writing every day.
It’s a bit upsetting though.
What you have to do, you have to do.