The Blind Saint Who Can See - Chapter 17
Only Noblemtl
#17. Reunion (4)
Cedric swallowed hard.
He asked, careful not to let his voice tremble.
“What is it?”
“These days, I miss the old days. The time when I lived in Kieto.”
I was out of breath.
“There was a big fire in the house I lived in ten years ago. I lived in the house with fifty-two children my age.”
“Yes, is that so?”
“I tried to save my brother from the burning house and get out myself… but it didn’t work out well. I often think about that moment.”
The tone was calm.
“I regretted it.”
“…Why?”
“At the end, I wish you had smiled brighter.”
Cedric looked at her back with bloodshot eyes.
“Actually, I cared a lot about that kid back then. I didn’t show it, but still, a little more, something… … .”
“… … .”
“I might have liked it.”
At the flat tone, Cedric clenched his fist.
“But why?”
She confessed.
“When I’m with Cedric, I can’t help but think of that kid.”
Just stating the facts.
Calmly.
“Saint.”
Cedric took a breath.
My body became stiff.
My ears were noisy from the pounding heart.
My whole body feels so hot that my eyes feel dizzy.
He couldn’t find the words to answer and calmed his turbulent heart.
“I’m sorry. Was that a sudden confession?”
“Oh, no. I am.”
“I just wanted to confide in someone at least once.”
She, who had been looking straight ahead, turned her head slightly. It seemed as if blue eyes were smiling beyond her closed eyes.
“I hear other people’s confessions every day, but no one hears mine. I’m sorry.”
A ripple appeared in the black eyes.
It was a proposition I had never thought about.
Justina is a saint.
Absolutely flawless.
As a saint, she accepts the malice and shortcomings of others, and willingly covers their sins with charity.
But what about her herself?
Having suddenly lost her eyesight, wouldn’t it have been difficult for her to live as a saint in the Holy Land for ten years?
Cedric looked at her slowly.
The smiling face was still calm.
There are absolutely no loopholes to be found.
That was scarier.
The things she endures are too much for one person to bear.
As the thought crossed his mind, Cedric impulsively opened his mouth.
“I will listen.”
“yes?”
“And those eyes.”
Her gaze, filled with heat, turned to Justinas’ unfocused pupils.
“I will fix it by any means necessary. I will definitely do so.”
Justinas, who had been listening to the story quietly, soon smiled brightly.
But rather than being trustworthy, he seemed to be fond of a little child who shouts, “I’m going to be a warrior when I grow up!”
“Thank you for saying that.”
“I am serious.”
“Of course you’re being sincere. I believe you.”
… I feel strangely irritated.
Could a consistent poker face be so annoying? Cedric looked at her with a pouty face.
“But, Cedric.”
“yes.”
“Face. Can I touch it?”
“…yes?”
He blinked stupidly.
“I’m curious about Cedric’s face.”
I couldn’t help but sigh at the words that followed. It was because I realized my own foolishness.
‘…I see.’
Justinas is blind.
That’s why she couldn’t know that he was ‘Cedric’, the man who lived with her in the past.
“Would you like to touch it?”
At the refreshing suggestion, Justinas opened his eyes wide like a squirrel, then nodded happily.
‘…what?’
It was fatally cute.
Cedric held her hand, hiding his sinking heart. The hand he was touching was so small and soft that his breathing became ragged.
‘That, that’s enough.’
Cedric closed his eyes tightly.
T, if you do this, you’ll sound like a pervert who gets excited just by touching something.
Even the other person is a pure priest who does not have even the slightest sexual thoughts. The pure white robe covering the entire body symbolizes abstinence.
But in this situation, the blood rushes to you as soon as you touch her? Against the saintess whose face you are curious about?
A human being shouldn’t be like that.
He tried to calm down.
Meanwhile, Justinas’ hand went up to his cheek. Cedric tried to calm his heartbeat and brought her hand up to his forehead.
“My hair is black.”
“It’s a little weird. It feels like it’s poking my eye. Doesn’t it make you uncomfortable?”
“…I will take care of it.”
Justinas’ hand, which had been stroking her hair, soon moved down past her brow bone and near her eyes.
“Lord Cedric, what color are your eyes?”
“It’s the same as your hair… black.”
She whispered.
“That would be cool.”
Next, a high nose. Smooth cheeks.
And the lips.
The body temperature that came into contact with it was particularly hot. The graceful fingers delicately touched her upper lip, and then soon she swept her entire lips with her thumb.
Cedric didn’t even think about hiding his blushing face. A somewhat persistent hand brushed the corner of his mouth.
Gulp.
When he swallowed absentmindedly.
“It’s softer than I thought.”
“…yes?”
“Thank you for letting me touch it.”
Justin’s hand fell.
He sighed with a strange sense of regret, but there was no further contact.
Justinas returned to being a faithful saint. Cedric stared at her for a long time as she began to pray in the same spot as before, then roughly wiped her flushed face.
‘shit.’
Thud, thud, thud, thud… … .
He was out of breath due to his heartbeat that would not calm down at all. He washed his face for a long time and quietly suppressed his excitement.
… I felt a sense of inferiority.
***
I sat back and closed my eyes.
The reason I wanted to touch your face was to check your heartbeat. Even if you lie with your face, it’s hard to hide your natural physical reactions.
What’s the result?
‘Of course it was a success.’
The pulse is three times faster than usual.
Especially when I observed his reactions when he came into contact with me, it was clear that Cedric was aware of Justinas.
But the problem is still… … .
‘I’m a little confused as to whether it’s because he’s touching me or because he’s touching a woman.’
In common parlance, a man in his 20s who has never met a woman imagines his grandchildren just by holding her hand. To be honest, if it were a beauty like Yoo, even another woman would be thrilled.
hmm.
‘It would be nice if a status window popped up.’
Why, there is. It’s a phrase that appears in the game [Cedric’s favorability increases by 5.]
Unfortunately, the status window I had only provided quest and prerequisite points, and it didn’t allow me to check favorability. Naturally, I couldn’t read other people’s minds.
[Poisoning Technique: 1,000,000p]
[I can hear your heart.]
As I thought about it, the status window suggested purchasing a skill. My eyes widened as I checked the price.
‘Are you kidding?’
A million points?
Just because it’s more expensive than a resurrection or vision item means you shouldn’t buy it.
To begin with, the skill prices that the status window sells were quite strange.
Or that analgesia is twice as expensive as Extra Life, which costs 100,000 points. At first, I didn’t really understand why, but now I have a rough idea.
The price of a skill is its utility.
The status window randomly sets points and prices to adjust the difficulty of each quest.
I raised my praying hands and quietly covered my eyes.
Yet I can still see ahead, and not just ahead.
I can see the expression on Cedric’s face as he looks at my back, and the gestures of the priests passing through the passage. It was all thanks to my expensive clairvoyance skills.
‘Are you embarrassed?’
It was quite strange to see Cedric blushing. It was because I was conscious of the actions that my opponent had taken without much thought.
My mouth felt bitter.
‘I guess I’m doing something bad.’
It is not right to exploit other people’s feelings. It is natural for a saint and also wrong for a human being.
But what can I do?
I can’t trust Cedric.
“I like you, Izumi.”
In the original, Cedric deceived everyone with his calm expression.
What’s even scarier is that the kindness he showed was genuine. He truly opened his heart to the protagonist Izumi and her companions… and began to feel affection for them.
And yet he betrayed me.
‘Of course, since I’m alive, the chances of betrayal are lower… but it can’t hurt to be careful.’
The safest way is to make him fall in love.
In the original, Cedric betrayed the protagonist, but he loved the shadow paradise he created. Even while trying to destroy the world, he tried to protect them. This is a passage that shows how much love meant to him.
So the goal is to become indispensable to him.
The standard is, um, yeah.
I’d be happy if you could save the world for me even after I’m dead.
I finished praying in my thoughts. Cedric, who had been waiting all along, returned to his usual blunt expression.
“You should go now.”
“Lord Cedric.”
The footsteps stop at my call.
“I’m not feeling well today. … Could you hold my hand?”