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Translator: Kazumi
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The castle where Floria, Queen of Razequa Amamiya, resided.
The castle where the central administrative functions of Razequa Amamiya, which had finally united the Central Continent, had been concentrated.
Even after ten years, its majesty still shined brightly and undiminished.
It was one of the symbols of Razequa Amamiya.
In a corner of that castle…
There was a man and a woman in a secluded corner of the castle, a place where few people pass by and where it was difficult to be seen.
In fact, this place was often used for a certain purpose because it was difficult to be seen by the public.
Before they knew it, being taken here had even become a way to let others know that they came here for a certain purpose.
Even if a single man and a single woman were taken there, no one did anything to stop them. Rather, they would look at them with encouragement or, conversely, with jealousy, anticipating what was about to take place.
Anyone who interfered would also be looked upon with judgmental eyes by those around them.
Lirica, who was summoned to such a place, let out a sigh inwardly.
Because of the location, she knew exactly what they wished to tell her.
Therefore, she felt heavy because she could already see the outcome.
Aside from Lirica’s inner thoughts, the man in front of her finally spoke up as if he had made up his mind.
“Lirica-san, please go out with me!”
“I’m sorry.”
Lirica Immediately bowed her head and apologized. The man, with his confession instantly murdered, had his face darkened in despair.
That’s right.
That place was used as a confession site between men and women.
Incidentally, it was not customary in Razequa Amamiya for a man to confess his feelings.
They would do it regardless of whose side it was who wished to confess. They would bring their partner to this very location to make a confession.
Leaving the man in despair behind, Lirica quickly left the place.
She learned from previous experience that adding unnecessary words here would lead to even more trouble.
It was an experience she would have preferred not to have experienced.
“Oh, my. You’re early.”
When Lirica returned to her usual office, Sylvia greeted her with a smile.
It was not a benevolent smile as usual, but more of a teasing grin.
When Lirica first saw this expression on Sylvia’s face, she wondered if Sylvia had always been this kind of person. However, she was now already used to it. Though Lirica would still prefer not to acknowledge it.
Currently, the whole castle was in the middle of its lunch break.
Just when Lirica had calmed down after lunch, she was now facing the men who had just arrived.
“You came back faster than usual…?”
She already knew the reason why this man came here, but she still bothered to ask anyway to hear it from the person himself. And upon hearing his words, Lirica answered clearly and unambiguously, so as not to cause any unnecessary trouble.
“I declined.”
Sylvia sighed deliberately in response to Lirica’s answer.
“What a waste. Isn’t he the deputy commander of the strike force?”
“Seems so.”
Lirica knew some things about the other party from her usual duties. This was during the time that Lirica was serving as a full-time priestess in the strike force. That was when their duties overlapped, and they would interact with each other occasionally.
Sylvia sighed further at Lirica’s nonchalant response.
“…I’m not saying you can’t for him, but you know, isn’t the bar too high if you compare him to Kousuke-sama?”
Lirica’s expression turned to one of surprise when Sylvia mentioned that to her.
“Huh? No, I’m not aiming for him!! Why would I?”
“Oh, really? Are you sure about that?”
Sylvia was staring at Lirica to see if she was lying or not, to which Lirica replied.
“How did you come to that conclusion?”
She had known Sylvia for a long time, yet Sylvia never said anything like that to her before. The impatience in which she felt she needed to ask was due to the surprise of the sudden question.
“Because, you know, Lirica, how many people have you turned down since then? Even if most are not that great, you should have been able to at least find someone by now”
“Oh, no, that’s not really… I’m sure there is someone…”
Sylvia’s eyes widened at Lirica’s answer.
“You don’t remember, do you?”
“Ugh…”
Lirica’s eyes started swimming around at Sylvia’s pursuit.
Lirica, who began working as Sylvia’s entourage priestess, was popular with the opposite sex.
At first, many of them were attracted to Sylvia’s appearance and tried to make an acquaintance with her using Lirica.
However, after Sylvia gave birth to a child, those who had been trying disappeared.
Instead, more and more people started aiming to confess their feelings to Lirica.
Lirica had rejected all such confessions.
According to the common sense of this world, Lirica was already over the suitable age for marriage. Lirica was aware that some of her peers had been sarcastically commenting if that was why she had received so many confessions.
Lirica typically ignored such comments and left it at that.
For her, it would be rude to accept a confession without having the intention of really being serious about the relationship.
“Are you going to remain pure all your life?”
Sylvia’s question did not mean anything physical.
They were priestesses.
When a priestess did not marry a particular man, but served only God, they would use this kind of expression.
In this case, though, it would mean, serving Kousuke for the rest of her life, dedicating everything to him as her God.
“… I had no intention of doing so when I started serving him, but now I am considering whether that would be okay.”
“I see.”
Lirica hesitated to honestly say so, and Sylvia nodded her head in agreement to her words.
It was a way of thinking that would normally be considered unusual for normal people, but it was not that particularly unusual for priestesses.
In fact, there were many of such priestesses.
Although the clergy in this world did not deny marriage, there were many priestesses who have remained unwed throughout their lives.
As for Lirica’s feelings, when she was an adventurer, she vaguely wondered if she would ever marry someone and have children.
However, after receiving a Divine Blessing from Kousuke, after working as Sylvia’s assistant, she changed her mind.
Now, as she answered Sylvia, she was even thinking of keeping her purity for the God she worshiped, Kousuke.
It was not something that others had forced upon her. Rather, she volunteered for it, as though it was only natural.
The girls were unaware that there was a young man who was sighing as he listened to their conversation.
It was quite rare for him to not be noticed by women. He was also quite sensitive to the feelings girls have for him.
The boy’s name was Lynn.
He was a boy who had been taken in as an apprentice of Jin, and had been invited to manage the Tower’s Moon Altar.
He had grown up to be a stunning young man, and under the tutelage of Jin, he was now working as an assistant to the two in front of him.
It did not take long for Lynn to develop feelings for Lirica.
And of course, he was not the only one.
A knock on their office brought them back to reality, and one of the castle guards went in to inform them.
“How may I help you?”
“A man who claims to be a disciple of a man named Jin has come to visit Lord Sylvia, have you heard?”
Normally, one would not intercede at a gate like that, but the guard had something more to say.
However, the guard offered something more.
“He said that if I show you this, it proves that he is Jin’s disciple.”
The guard who said this carefully took out a sacred object.
Of course, he had carefully examined it to see if any strange tricks had been planted in it. It was not easy to get through such an investigation, but it was not impossible. Thus, caution was still practiced.
Lynn carefully accepted the sacred object and presented it to Sylvia.
Sylvia, seeing the sacred object, nodded her head in approval.
“Ah, I see. It certainly seems to be a disciple of a priest I know. Please show him to one of the reception rooms.”
The sacred objects possessed by priests and priestesses were sometimes labeled with the name of whose disciple they were of. This was a means of identification.
Of course, this was not to imply that there were no other priests named Jin. There were naturally other details written on them that proved they were this particular Jin’s disciples.
“Yes. Then I will send him to the usual room.”
“Thank you.”
Sylvia nodded casually, but she did not expect that the owner of this sacred tool would later bring about further ripples in the kingdom.
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