The Blind Saint Who Can See - Chapter 55
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#55. Maintenance (2)
“Your Majesty, are you okay?”
“Coolook, coolook… … .”
“Your Majesty keeps coughing because of Liliana! As you get older, your lung function declines, so you have to be careful!”
Zephyrus, who had barely managed to calm down, became dizzy at the warrior’s subsequent words. This bastard was the worst.
“Ahem, ahem ahem. … … Let’s stop talking about age. Before that, I have something to tell you two in advance.”
“What is it?”
“Please look at this map.”
Zephyrus, trying to calm his mind, opened the map.
“Do you see the problem?”
“I have no idea.”
“… … .”
Zephyrus was silent.
“The mountain range and desert that crosses the Holy Land and the Water Kingdom. I think His Majesty is referring to this.”
“That is correct.”
Fortunately, thanks to Liliana’s continued support, he was able to put his worries to rest.
“Even if the mountains somehow manage to provide their own supplies, crossing the desert is not easy. Even well-trained paladins are bound to become weak against the harsh sandstorms and the beating sun.”
“Is there any other way?”
“Here, this part.”
Zephyrus pointed to the very edge of the desert.
“If you look at the entire distance, you’ll have to go back, but if you go this way, the desert is the shortest. Considering the saintess’s stamina, you should take this route.”
“hmm.”
“Thanks for the info!”
Izumi nodded as she received the map from Zephyros. Liliana simply nodded slightly.
A warrior who seems to be somewhat lacking in wildness and… …a princess who basically has a tendency to look down on others.
It is a combination that is worrisome in many ways.
still.
‘The saint must have had a plan in mind when she created this structure.’
If you are a warrior, then you may not know, but wasn’t the princess a companion chosen by the saint herself?
Zephyrus trusted Justinas so much that he decided to trust her chosen companion as well.
“Then, warrior. And princess.”
“yes!”
“… … .”
The warrior answers bravely and the princess looks blankly as if asking why he is calling her.
Zephyrus bowed his head one last time, looking at the two people who didn’t match at all.
“The fate of the world depends on you. … May you have great luck on your future journey.”
By the way-
“Please take good care of me, Saint.”
“Of course!”
The warrior answered powerfully.
“Just trust me!”
***
Late at night before departure.
Left alone for the first time in a long time, I fell into deep thought.
‘It’s finally starting.’
Even though I’ve already killed one of the four thousand, what will I say one day…?
Yeah, it’s a tutorial. That’s about it.
‘Other guys aren’t as easygoing as Haru.’
The demons are evil.
In keeping with that proposition, the rest of the heavens are made up of desire and malice.
If you want to kill them all, you have to use whatever means necessary.
A being that must fight and risk its life.
That’s the extent of the gap between humans and demons.
And- hmm.
As expected, that kid would have come around this time.
It’s scary to think that way.
-dripping.
There was a small knock.
“Who are you?”
“Sister, it’s me.”
The owner of the whispering voice was immediately recognizable.
“You can come in, Amy.”
It was Amy.
***
The door opened softly. Amy, dressed neatly despite the late hour, walked in with hesitant steps.
Justinas sat on the bed with his back to the window, his pure white hair reflecting the moonlight and scattering in a sacred manner.
“What’s going on?”
As always, words delivered with a light smile.
Even with a calm tone, the lips do not fall easily.
“…I heard you’re leaving tomorrow.”
“yes.”
“… … Tomorrow, right away.”
Tomorrow. Tomorrow right away.
Amy repeated those words in her head a couple more times.
“Are you going to be gone for a long time now?”
“huh.”
“Over a year?”
“Maybe so.”
It was strange.
As the conversation continued, it felt like we were up against a huge wall.
‘… … Sister, are you okay?’
Amy’s eyes turned to the cane right next to the bed.
The cane her father had made for her now doubles as a substitute for crutches.
I remember the image I saw from a distance this afternoon – her stepping. And the unlucky man who was supporting the saint right next to her.
That was also the reason why he did not go to see her right away even after hearing the news that Justinas had returned to the Holy Land.
I thought I needed to prepare myself mentally to pretend like nothing happened. … So I was thinking of going tomorrow… … or the day after tomorrow.
“I heard the saint is leaving tomorrow.”
“what?”
As soon as I heard what my father told me before going to bed, I had no choice but to run there.
At night, the saint’s room becomes heavily guarded. Even the knights guarding nearby, and even Cedric, step aside without saying anything when they see Amy.
You probably know the relationship between Justinas and Amy… … .
‘It’s probably my expression that’s to blame.’
I am self-aware.
He must be making a really weird face by now.
It can’t be helped.
Worried? Shocked? Sad?
Whatever it was, Amy was extremely unhappy about the fact that Justinas was leaving the next day.
“Can’t you go a little later? With your leg injured like this, it’s not too late to leave after you can walk properly.”
“…hmm.”
Even though I tried to complain, Justinas just smiled with an awkward expression.
What on earth is so urgent?
Why are you so desperate?
From the first time they met until now, Amy couldn’t understand her at all.
That was the reason.
“Or… can’t I go too?”
The reason Amy impulsively suggested going together.
“That won’t do.”
But I was rejected outright.
“Why doesn’t it work?”
Amy was a little upset by the refusal without any hesitation.
I know she’s being a whiner. But deep down, Amy thinks of Justinas as a replacement for her mother or older sister.
That was only natural.
As a child, Amy spent the most time with Justinas, aside from her father.
After Justina became a saint, he became a priest to assist her. I can’t tell you how happy I was when I was selected as the dedicated priest for the saint after a fierce competition.
So, to this extent.
“I can help, too.”
“… … .”
“Of course, I’m not that important to you, but still… … .”
This much is okay… …
… … I don’t think so.
Amy’s voice became smaller and smaller as she spoke.
Proposition: To Amy, Justinas is a big deal.
But Amy was convinced that the converse of the proposition did not hold.
‘Because a saint is someone who must love everyone.’
She gives ‘fair’ love to everyone. There is no special treatment. Unless you are a warrior or a companion personally chosen by the Lord.
Amy was none of those things.
… … So, he can neither be of help to Justinas nor be special to him.
“Amy.”
As Amy’s face began to turn increasingly resigned.
“I think you’re a little mistaken.”
Justinas, who had been smiling awkwardly the whole time, opened his mouth.
“First of all, the reason I can’t take you isn’t because you’re unimportant. Quite the opposite.”
“…yes?”
“You are precious to me.”
“Uh, uh… yes?”
Amy’s eyes widened.
Justinas had never once said the word ‘precious’ directly to anyone.
So it was a word I never thought I would dare to hear. … Until now.
“And second, there’s something I want you to stay here and do.”
“What would you like me to do…?”
“Yes. It’s something only you can do.”
Justinas, sitting on the bed, gently gestures. As I approach him as if possessed, something falls into my hand.
“letter?”
“It’s for emergency purposes.”
Justinas laughed.
“After I die, if Cedric comes here, tell him.”
Amy took a deep breath.