The Blind Saint Who Can See - Chapter 46
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#46. The Magician (4)
“Ah! That doesn’t mean anything strange.”
As I remained silent for a while, Izumi hurriedly took control of the situation.
“The Saintess is extremely wary of other people being sacrificed. I just assumed she would always be cautious when suggesting that you join the warrior party.”
What? That’s what it was.
‘You were too sensitive.’
After Liliana openly pointed out my ‘excessive utilitarianism’, everything felt like an analysis of me.
“The warrior is right. But the princess is truly a talent our party needs, so there was nothing we could do.”
“okay!”
“… Don’t you doubt what I’m saying?”
“No way. I will never doubt you, Saint. Never!”
Look at this.
Looking into Izumi’s green eyes feels healing.
The main character is always kind and strong, unlike me who hides my dark inner self.
If my true nature is revealed to him, who doesn’t suspect people, then everyone around me already knows.
It’s different for Liliana, who has lived as royalty for a long time and has a particularly sharp sense of humor.
“Youth, I brought out the food. … Are you still here?”
“Ah! Lord Cedric.”
The story that was continuing was interrupted by the appearance of Cedric. When I tried to say something to Cedric, who immediately frowned and started a fight, Izumi went even further and laughed heartily.
“The three of us will eat together! In perfect harmony!”
“It would be great if you could just get out of here.”
“Huh? You’re going to exclude me, a hero, from the hero party? Wouldn’t it be more natural to exclude Cedric, who has no symbolism…?”
“Do you want to give it a try?”
Growling, woof.
Izumi, who had been accepting him well at first, seemed to have grown tired of Cedric’s ‘non-competitive behavior’ that had continued for several days, and was now secretly attacking him with a bright face.
It’s twice as noisy thanks to that.
‘Is this a warrior party?’
I held my pounding head and sighed.
“… Could you both be quiet? My head is ringing… … .”
“Youth! Where does it hurt?”
“Your Majesty, are you okay?”
It hurts because of you, you guys.
***
Meanwhile, on the other side of the palace.
“Traveling with the Saint?”
When Diold first heard Liliana’s story, he was vehemently opposed.
“Your body is not normal right now. Just rest comfortably in the palace and marry a moderately handsome bum. Neither your father nor I have any intention of wasting you in a political marriage.”
“… … I know that very well. I know that.”
Liliana rubbed her forehead and sighed.
Political marriage.
That is the original duty of royalty.
It was very common to form alliances by marrying into the royal families of neighboring countries, or to impose strong restrictions by marrying the children of high-ranking nobles.
However, I did not think that Liliana’s father or Diold, who had been freed from his brainwashing, would treat her as a mere tool. So, going on an adventure with the saint was not just to avoid obligations such as a political marriage.
“-I haven’t decided yet. I’ll consider it again after seeing the completed weapon.”
“Did you tell your parents?”
“yet.”
“So you only consulted me?”
The tone was a bit excited.
Liliana turned her head.
‘Surely, if Diold was brainwashed, he would have just been left to his own devices.’
She respects and loves the royal couple.
But apart from that, there are many things that are difficult to tell your parents. When I was young, my siblings and I used to talk about such things a lot.
“Lil, what makes a good king?”
“Isn’t he a saint?”
“My father is warm to the people, but he doesn’t hesitate to shed the blood of nobles. I’m not sure if he can be called a good king in this case.”
“Isn’t that enough?”
“Is it okay?”
“If you were born into aristocracy and enjoyed privilege, then when you do something wrong, the punishment should be severe. The repercussions of a crime committed by someone with great influence are also great, right?”
“Lil is really cruel to nobles.”
“The same goes for royalty. Didn’t my uncles die like that too?”
Thinking back now, it was a really dangerous and hurtful conversation.
And now that Diold has regained consciousness, the siblings feel as if they have returned to their childhood.
“When will the weapon be completed?”
“Maybe today.”
“Your Majesty! I have brought you the item you mentioned earlier.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the package arrived. The identical brother and sister turned their gazes to the servant at the same time.
“This is-”
The first one to pick up the weapon was Diold.
“gun?”
“I put a talisman in it.”
“Liliana explained, taking the rifle from Diold. Her slender fingers brushed the transparent talisman embedded in one barrel.
Talisman. A jewel imbued with magical power.
Although it is an important component mainly used in making magic tools, the saintess embedded the jewel into the gun.
The gun barrel and the muzzle.
The barrel talisman draws the magical power accumulated within Liliana to the limit. That magical power is further amplified through the barrel, and is finally shot out through the muzzle.
‘How will it work?’
I have never heard of how it works.
But somehow, as soon as she held the gun, her heart started to race. Liliana tried to hide her expression and swept the cool barrel.
“It’s my first time seeing it in person. It looks so interesting.”
“The magic of the local area is top-notch. There is no reason to import guns made of gunpowder.”
Of course, the reason the branch office did not import guns was largely due to geographical characteristics rather than utility.
The ocean that divides the eastern and western continents.
There, the high and rugged mountain range that cuts across the central continent and the large sand desert beyond it were both a great fortress and an obstacle that cut off the outside world.
Therefore, except for the Holy Land just above it and a few small kingdoms nearby, the branch country was a closed country with no diplomatic relations whatsoever.
It was at that time that the two people were observing a strangely shaped gun.
“I guess it’s finally finished.”
Knock… … Knock. Knock… … Knock.
Irregular footsteps are heard.
The originally regular sound of the cane became a rather dragging beat after the incident, when the saint lost the function of one of her legs.
A large man follows behind her, fidgeting. He is assisting the saintess, who is much smaller and thinner than himself, with an anxious look on his face, lest she misstep.
‘It’s gotten a lot worse than before. I can see that.’
The saint is not absolutely good.
Even Liliana, who concluded that he was a ruthless tactician who could sometimes completely sacrifice the minority, felt sympathy and awe for him.
So it was completely understandable that the unlucky man from the Western Continent who had been harassing the saintess from the beginning would act like that. Liliana spoke without bowing her head to the saintess who could not see ahead.
“You came as soon as the gun arrived. Were you watching from the beginning?”
“No way.”
The saint smiles brightly, but somehow it feels like everything is under control.
‘… the pain is gone.’
At the same time, the pain that had been faintly bothering her completely disappeared.
It must be because the saint took away all the pain from the broken magic circuit.
“Okay, then, Your Majesty.”
A thin, white hand groped through the air and settled on her arm. The whole process made Liliana’s heart beat violently.
Guilt? Discomfort? Longing?
“Shall we give it a try?”
Or… … excitement.
Liliana nodded.
There was no need to move the location.
Because the place where the siblings were was the palace training grounds from the beginning.
“How to shoot-”
“Okay. I’ve heard the explanation enough.”
I’ve already heard it when you ask questions about the gun’s design drawings.
Besides, in fact, once I saw the finished product, there was no need for any explanation.
Because I knew it instinctively.
Crunch, bang.
A pleasant loading sound.
and.
Sieeeeeek.
The transparent talisman turns red, and red again, with a pungent odor.
“This is-”
It’s a flower shop.
Diold’s mutterings were scattered by a huge wave.
The air shook. He pushed down his golden bangs with his right hand. His gaze was fixed on his younger brother.
Her eyes were burning a much darker red than usual.
The next moment.
bang!
Red magic tore through the air.
A cylindrical sphere with a diameter of about 50 cm moves forward, dissipating air in the atmosphere.
At the end of it all, there was only the target, which looked like it had been eaten by a monster, and the devastated grassland that had ‘disappeared’, spitting out steam.
“ah.”
With a thud, Liliana’s arm falls down.
Diold quickly caught her as she staggered due to the recoil. However, Liliana, who almost fell, just stared at the saint with a flushed face and a calm expression.
“Is this it? The talent you saw?”
It was a rather arrogant statement, but no one present could deny it.
Even Cedric, who usually looked down on her, opened his dark eyes wide as if he was a little surprised.
The blow that Liliana had just shown was that great. Even the great wizard of a nation would have difficulty in completely destroying even the air.
In the quiet training grounds where only traces of magic remained, the saintess who was under Liliana’s gaze opened her mouth.
“Magician.”
“A wizard?”
“Isn’t that a pretty fitting title?”
Magician.
He who walks the devil’s path.
Unlike traditional magicians who create complex spells to study magic, Liliana’s ‘magic’ is made up of pure magical power without any calculations.
At the same time, since I have a human body, I cannot become a demon, so I thought it was definitely an appropriate title.
Liliana gripped the barrel of the gun with a strange feeling.
“… … A magician. I see.”
“Then let me suggest it again.”
The red gaze turns to the saintess.
The sun was shining.
“Would you like to go on an adventure with me?”
A frail hand stretched out, leaving behind a devastated meadow… … .
“-okay.”
Liliana willingly took it.
From no talent to genius.
It was a moment of upheaval in her life.