Children of the Holy Emperor Chapter 380

380. Red (3)

Inquisitor Lumie did not have much interest in the saint from the beginning. It was probably just a coincidence that piled up, the result of repeatedly stimulating her nerves that were as hard as steel.

When I quickly turned my head to avoid the sudden breeze that carried a lot of leaves, there was always a little saint at the end of my gaze.

As she was rubbing her eyes against the dust flying in from the procession, she was met with gray eyes that passed by her and looked at her with concern.

As this coincidence was repeated several times, Inquisitor Lumie began to follow the sight of Saint Sisley as a habit.

As I gradually got to know the little saint, a thought naturally occurred to me.

‘Indeed, there is something different about someone who was ordained a saint at such a young age.’

Contrary to expectations that she would be the one to take care of troublesome children, Saint Sisley showed herself to be an excellent squire.

Even though he may not be very used to horseback riding, he drives the horse with a serious expression all day long. His concentration was unusual considering that even older Inquisitors dozed off from time to time.

Where is that? Among the members, he is the last to receive food and the first to respond to Lumiere’s instructions.

Due to his young age, he was excluded from watch duty, so he woke up early in the morning and went to bed late at night to share his divine power with the Inquisitors who were on watch watch.

He willingly places himself at the lowest level of the Order and acts strictly as a member of the Order of St. Marsyas.

‘Even Sister Ursula, who usually accompanied her on the path to deep learning, was left behind in the ecliptic this time.’

This is a clear contrast to Seo Yi-seo, another saint who accompanies the punitive force, comfortably traveling in a carriage with two sisters.

Seeing the saintess working so diligently, Lumie could clearly see that the members who had been awkwardly keeping a distance from each other were gradually narrowing the distance in their hearts.

She eventually had no choice but to admit it.

The little saint showed manners that were not appropriate for her age. Whether it’s a manufactured humility or a truly innate character. She was so skilled that it was hard to believe that she had just turned 12 years old.

‘No matter how young you are, does that mean you are a member of the Holy Family?’

Still, some questions remained. How was that little girl able to behave so naturally as a Holy Knight, which no one in the Knights of St. Marsyas had ever taught her?

‘It’s not like there aren’t any guesses, though.’

Prince Logan.

Right in front of the saintess, there is another member of the saintly family who can be said to be a great example of a holy knight!

‘okay. He uses his brother’s appearance as a reference and coordinates his actions cleverly.’

As the stream of consciousness continued towards Prince Logan, Lumie also observed the Lilium contingent surrounding him.

“… … ?!”

As a result, naturally, I was able to clearly understand the true nature of the Lilium Detachment.

“Lowering! I received my food here! “Please take a seat in the middle so that everyone in the unit can share a fair distance!”

“Why did I go through all that trouble when I could have gone? Thank you, Sir Ellie.”

“Lowering! In time for prayer, I have opened the pages of the scriptures you read yesterday in advance! Would you like to go now?”

“Yes, I am always grateful for your thoughtful preparation. Sir Duchamp.”

“Lowering! Lowering!”

What can I say, it was truly a sight to see.

It was to the point where I had the illusion that the Lilium Detachment was not serving Prince Logan, but rather that the prince was enduring their extremeness.

‘I said Otto, Elie, Sir Duchamp…’ … .’

Inquisitor Lumie furrowed her brows.

This is the Holy Knights who must follow the will of the Lord and become His fair sword. But if you look at their behavior, doesn’t it seem like a pseudo-group that purely worships Prince Logan, not the main god?

“What on earth are those idiots doing? “Do you have any pride or sense of duty as a paladin in mind?”

Inquisitor Boris, who was nearby, smiled and said. It seems that not only Lumie, but other Inquisitors who were watching also had this thought.

“I guess that means they have deep respect for Logan.”

Lumiere, who as a lieutenant could not officially see the other Holy Knights’ misfortune, responded politely.

However, Inquisitor Boris shook his head with a tired expression.

“Even so, the extraordinary behavior of those idiots is going too far. “Is it so bad that there are rumors going around that even the Archbishop of Wester is taking off his crane?”

It was already famous that the knights of Lilium replaced the icon of St. Bastian in the church for Prince Logan. If it’s really for the prince, it means there’s nothing to see.

“Who does the ‘Lilium’ of the Lilium Detachment really refer to? “Those authors are worshiping a young paladin by giving him the image of a lily, which is a long-standing symbol of the Knights Templar.”

The Inquisitor who had spoken so far turned his gaze to the small saintess driving a horse in front.

Saint Sisley. The appearance of a girl who has not lost any of the dignity of a noble saint, even though she is wearing a different form of armor than usual.

“They are truly ridiculous people. Aren’t they making a fuss as if they are the only ones attending the greatest person in the world? To be honest, there are people in our knighthood who are greater than Prince Logan.”

“Someone greater?”

“yes. Saint Sisley is the one who was canonized as a saint at an unprecedentedly young age. If you had to choose the true flower of the Holy Knights, wouldn’t it be him? If they compare Prince Logan to a lily, our Princess Sisley is truly like a white peony… … !”

“… … .”

At Lumiere’s rapidly cold gaze, Inquisitor Boris, who had been trembling, slowly blurted out his words.

“… I made a mistake. “Vice-captain.”

Lumie pursed her lips and looked at the saintess ahead of her.

There was no intention of treating her as special just because she was from a prosperous family or because she was an adjutant-level person who suddenly fell through connections.

However, when I look at the little saint’s flowing silver hair, my heart becomes heavy with the psychological pressure to somehow value her more than I do now.

‘No matter what, Sisley is just a squire. There can never be any exceptional treatment!’

Lumie stubbornly steeled herself.

As time passed day by day, the punitive force soon arrived in Cyprus, a city at the mouth of the Breeze River.

* * *

Cyprus had a very unique political system. There is no separate king, and a new council is organized every year with eight elders as the central point to manage the city’s major and minor affairs.

-This is the most beautiful and ideal form of politics that all countries on the continent should emulate!

I heard that Prince Benicio, who once led the republican government of Ortona, praised it like this.

In any case, the punitive force received a warm welcome from the elders as soon as they entered Cyprus.

Next, I was hurriedly invited to a council meeting without even having time to properly rest. As the fishing suspension situation became prolonged, the issue of subjugating marine beasts became more urgent than anything else.

“From now on, it is a meeting between practitioners. “I beg your pardon, but please wait here with the other members for a moment.”

At Lumiere’s instructions, Sisley nodded and stood next to the members.

An event attended by all adjutant-level officials, including Prince Logan, the head of the punitive force. However, in the case of the saint who was new to this subjugation, she judged that even if she attended anyway, she would not be of much help.

“… … .”

Logan also glanced at her, but did not impose any special restrictions. Because the affairs of the Holy Knights are matters that must be coordinated within the Holy Knights.

In this way, Sisley was left standing inside the large council building with the other members of the punitive force.

“what? That woman named Lumiere. Isn’t that too rude of Sisley? “Unlucky!”

When Seo Yi-seo made a small noise behind me-

Grumble!

One of the torches that illuminated the hallway burned fiercely, as if to set the tone.

But Sisley just smiled bitterly.

‘I’m still a young child with a lot to learn.’

Although she was able to hold the position of adjutant from the beginning thanks to having the Holy Emperor as her assistant, she still did not fully understand the physiology of the Holy Knights. This is because the Inquisitors who were supposed to guide her behaved indifferently and were ostracized by her secret nature.

But we can’t just blame them.

‘From the Inquisitors’ perspective, I am like an outsider who came in without permission. So, slowly comfort their minds and learn from them one by one.’

It was a time when I was calming down and maintaining an undisturbed posture.

“Saint.”

Suddenly, an attendant came up next to him, bowed his head to Sisley and cautiously opened his mouth.

“With all due respect, one of the council members would like to see the saint for a moment.”

… Council member?

“Why me? Besides, aren’t all the council members gathered together and having a meeting right now?”

“He did not attend the meeting due to other work. “I happened to see the saint while passing by, and I think she was bothered by the idea of ​​placing the little grace of the Lord here.”

“… … .”

“He said he would like you to rest comfortably for a while because we have prepared a simple table for you.”

Sisley thought for a moment. She is now not a saint, but a member of the Knights of St. Marsyas. Is there really a need to accept that request?

However, just as I was about to say no, the attendant continued with an urgent comment.

“Please reconsider. “The person who invited the saint is Ambrose of Helios, the eldest son of Chryses, the head of the Senate.”

Indeed, it was worth worrying that the servant would not be able to carry out the instructions.

Ambrose of Helios. He was so famous that even Sisley had heard about him several times through rumors.

His father, Chryses, was the most powerful among the elders of Cyprus.

What about his eldest son, Ambrose? He distinguished himself in politics from a young age, and is a powerful person who never misses a seat on the council every year.

Just because there is no king does not mean that there is no hereditary power. How could it be that in this place where there is no monarchy, people would call him the ‘Prince of Cyprus’?

‘If only Sister Ursula had existed… … .’

Sisley thought of his loyal attendant who was momentarily absent. Normally, in a case like this, she would have taken the initiative to prevent things that were deemed unnecessary.

However, because Sisley received the request himself, her answer now ends up directly representing the position of the Holy Family and the Orthodox Church.

‘It’s not that difficult to briefly attend a tea party.’

However, Sisley still had no choice but to hesitate.

If possible, I would like to refuse. For some reason, I don’t want to go. It was because that feeling had taken strong hold of her entire body from earlier.

“Ambrosius of Helios, isn’t he the one who is called the Prince of Cyprus? “It seems like he is asking for a seat out of pure kindness, so why not accept his request?”

Just then, a young paladin from behind suddenly opened his mouth. He was someone I had become acquainted with in one way or another as we had recently marched together near Sisley.

“Inquisitor Boris… … .”

When Sisley turned his head to look at him, the young Inquisitor scratched his head a little embarrassed and continued.

“I’m sorry for suddenly interrupting. However, we have also been concerned about leaving the saint like this for a while. However, I cannot send Sisley to an unfamiliar place alone, so I will be by his side until the end.”

When a member of the same knightly order appeared like this, I could no longer refuse the request.

Sisley couldn’t help but nod his head and walked after the employee, who seemed greatly relieved.

But that was before Sisley could even walk a few steps.

Grumbling!

The torches illuminating the hallway suddenly flickered, creating dizzying shadows. Since it was inside the building, there was no place for the wind to blow, so it was really strange.

“… … ?”

As I was watching the flames flutter, possessed by a strange premonition, the attendant urged Sisley once again.

“Saint, come this way.”

Sisley did not delay any longer and obediently walked behind the servant.

Clap, clap, clap.

Every time I took a step, the unfamiliar friction sound of the armor disturbed my ears.

* * *

Same time.

An incident was also taking place at the imperial palace in the center of Delcross.

“Father, is Mores running a fever again?”

Owen asked, tilting his head.

It took a moment for the Holy Emperor to be summoned and a burst of divine power poured in, but then again, tremendous heat was rising near the bed where Mores was lying.

‘weird? Normally, after calming her down with divine power, she would be quiet for a while without getting angry?

Owen looked at Mores’ feverish face with worried eyes.

It was right then.

Grumbling!

Owen couldn’t believe his eyes for a moment. At once, it seemed as if a fierce fire had erupted from Mores, who was lying down.

“… … !?”

what?

Owen rubbed his eyes and looked at Mores again, but the boy was just breathing heavily with his eyes closed.

‘Of course it is. No matter how high the fever is, how can a person’s body suddenly burst into flames?’

But Owen soon realized that something unusual was happening to Mores.

This is because the face of the Holy Emperor, who was once again pouring out his divine power towards Mores, had become pale and pale.

His softly trembling voice faintly shook the air of the temporary treatment room.

“Son. Stop it. “What are you trying to do there now?”

fantasy,