There Is No Spring in the Stolen Field - There Is No Spring in the Stolen Field chapter 100

100. penitence

The week with the saintess was slowly coming to an end.

Lian’s etiquette education seemed to have ended very successfully.

Of course, he may have had a different mind, but what should he do?

There was no way she could harm me with Seria on her back.

I only had two days left anyway, so I was going to bully him as much as I could.

One regrettable thing is that these days, s*xually harassing Lian was being stopped by Seria.

“Now, saintess. Serve me today too.”

“Yuwol-ah.”

Seria looked at me with her arms crossed with a stiff expression.

…why? Could that person who is not here have possessed Seria’s body?

Still, compared to Luna, Seria didn’t speak so strongly and didn’t act harshly on me.

“We told you. A different kind of ‘punishment’ for Ryan.”

Seria seemed to be very upset when he played with the saintess’s body.

“Ah~ it was~”

I was enjoying the humiliated expression, which is hard to find in Seria and Luna anymore.

Ryan said that he felt good and that he was grateful, but his face, which was stained with despair that he couldn’t hide in the middle, was very good.

“Come on, Lian.”

Seria held out a stack of papers to the saintess.

“Hero. This is…?”

After accepting the paper, the saintess stood still and quietly waited for the next instruction.

“Reflection letter. Please write it.”

“Is… this long?”

The amount Seria gave out was almost the size of a book.

It seemed virtually impossible to season it all by hand.

The content is also a reflection.

If I had been subjected to the same punishment for some reason, it was obvious that I would have put in anything from the middle.

[ah. I hate writing reflections. When does it end. Somebody take me out.]

Wouldn’t it be okay to put one or two sentences like this in the middle?

“Hmm… Then… You mean you want to be punished by Yoo-wol again?”

no way. That’s not it.

Unless the saintess had gone mad, there was no way she would choose to lie under me and wail.

And even what I did to her was different from my relationship with Luna or Seria.

corporal punishment for her only pleasure for me.

It wasn’t like a warm relationship where affection comes and goes.

This was just a one-sided outburst of desire I was doing to her.

I thought I would write a letter of self-reflection, saying absolutely no, but for some reason, she didn’t open her mouth easily.

“I am…”

Seria took out more papers from the room as if she didn’t like even her momentary hesitation.

“Look at that! Yuwol-ah! Did I tell you? Doesn’t that woman think of having s*x with you as a punishment?”

Wouldn’t it be a severe punishment for a saintess to be violated by a demon? Miss Seria.

As Seria freaked out and ran around, Lian started to deny it.

“Hero! Did you see me as enjoying being beaten by that heinous bastard! How can I serve God!”

“Yes! Lian! How can a man who worships a god have fun with a man who owns it! Are you insane?”

“Absolutely nothing like that…!”

“Then why didn’t you immediately reply to write a letter of reflection?”

I was curious about that too.

Even if you do this and that, isn’t it better to have a sore finger than mix with me?

“Ssss…! I was going to write a letter of reflection! I said I did!”

“The way you talk is cheeky…”

Seria glared at her.

To avoid another punishment, the saintess hastily apologized.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry…! Please… let me write a letter of apology…! I’ll press each letter with all my heart.”

“…I’m going to read them all.”

Seria looked down at her with a slightly relieved face.

By the way, I read all of them. That’s cruel. Ceria.

You can’t even use a trick?

In the end, Lian was kicked out of my room with papers in his arms.

“That. I absolutely couldn’t use it all in two days.”

I sneakily asked Seria, who was lying on my lap with her head on my lap.

It wasn’t like I wanted to give another punishment.

“I know. But it’s important to leave a record.”

“record?”

“huh.”

Wasn’t it for simple corporal punishment?

“Yuwol-ah.”

Seria got up and sat down next to me on the sofa.

“Of course, it’s true that I was a bit emotional towards the saintess, but I sincerely intend to hold her accountable.”

Her eyes were telling me she was infinitely serious.

It wasn’t like a hazy remark drunk with inherent magic.

“Since you told me, I’ve been thinking about it. What is really right? How should I, a warrior, act?”

“so?”

What is Seria’s plan?

“To be honest, there were many times when I thought that it would be okay if I paid the same.”

“Just kill them all and turn them into a sea of fire… Is that a story?”

“Yes…but that’s not going to happen.”

It was exactly the plan I was going to do, but it’s a story that won’t happen.

My heart ached.

“I am a warrior. I am a being born with the destiny to protect humans. Of course, those who commit wrongdoing will either be rotted in prison forever or will be punished accordingly. It is enough for me to kill a human with my own hands just once.”

It was clear that the fact that she mistook me for a doll and took the knight’s life in order to cover the doll was left as a trauma to Seria.

“What to do after punishing them. Have you ever thought about it?”

hmm. I’m not sure, but maybe around that time, I was dragged by Luna and said goodbye to the blue sky?

“No. Is there anything else to do after that?”

“huh.”

Seria squeezed my hand tightly with a determined expression.

“This shouldn’t happen to the next hero.”

If Seria dies, the hero will be reborn after 1000 years.

Are you worried about that…?

“Seria. We don’t have to think about things after the year 1000.”

It was my honest impression.

If the concept of reincarnation exists for humans, 10 times was the time to be reborn.

And even if she modified the manual for nurturing warriors, there was no guarantee that it would be maintained even after 1000 years.

But Seria didn’t seem to think so.

“No. I will prove it.”

She clenched her fists.

“Even without a background of contrived hatred of demons forcibly created by humans. That they would cut the head of the demon king.”

“If I, who knows all the truth, returns after completing my mission proudly, they will know.”

“You don’t have to defeat the Demon King by breaking the hero’s heart, just as tradition has it.”

“You don’t have to stain the warrior with guilt with the blood of innocent people.”

She got up, opened the door and went out onto the terrace.

“Yuwol-ah.”

I followed her without a word.

“I’m going to do it. So please watch over me.”

Her light blond hair fluttered in the wind.

The last day with the saintess had arrived.

“Students of the academy. Your hard work. I will spread the name of the saintess Lian throughout the continent!”

Just like when I first arrived, her farewell party was being held in the huge auditorium.

“Each and every one of you. It is our hope to save us humans, so please help the hero and grow into a great talent.”

At the end of her speech, a huge round of applause erupted.

The louder the applause, the more heartwarming smiles came out.

Guys…! I ate the saintess you respect so much…!

I applauded from the farthest corner of the auditorium with a little mockery.

Just last night, I was the one who mercilessly harassed her for submitting a statement of self-reflection.

[Hero. I am here to submit a reflection statement.]

[Come in.]

Ryan wrote and submitted much more than we expected.

Seria, who received the paper, stood still and skimmed over the contents.

I also glanced at the side to read what was written, but the content was a crime of neglecting the death of innocent people.

How reflective are you? And although it is a little far from reflection, it seemed that the wish for Seria was slightly added at the end.

After reading the last part, Seria frowned, but still, seeing her sincerity, she tried to just let it go.

[…thank you for your effort. I will keep this.]

This statement of self-reflection was the evidence that Seria prepared in case of an emergency.

Seria tried to let her go, but I just had no intention of letting her go.

It’s the last one, but it’s a waste to submit and send a letter of reflection.

Seria tried to dissuade me, but I stubbornly told her that she needed punishment.

[Seria. look at this last part May the hero head toward the path of light. this verse. Do you think that’s right?]

[That much…]

[no. It is entering the dark path as if you have been corrupted. That’s what I said back!]

It was forced. But still, I had no intention of giving up.

[Holy Lady. As tonight is the last day. Let me repent myself.]

Ryan’s face went white.