1. The First Letter (62)

It is said that discrimination based on gender is disappearing recently, but it was not in the past.

The right to succeed to the title was given only to men, and women did not even enjoy the freedom of education properly. This was closely related to the structure in which men endured the majority of sacrifices in the presence of a clear enemy called ‘The Beast’.

Men had greater muscle strength than women. This was not prejudice, but the simple truth. So, there were many times when men were recruited, whether it was for war or for subjugation of demons. Of course, the same was true of large-scale civil engineering works for defense.

According to the tenets of the Tenshin religion, confronting the demons, enemies of mankind, is itself a mission given by God. A man who follows the mission of the heavenly god Arus, and a woman who cannot. Gender discrimination was further strengthened by religious logic.

However, with the development of sorcery and Auror practice, a change came to that way of thinking.

As long as there is magical power, it is possible to use powerful magic that can wipe out dozens of monsters at once. physical abilities? Physical training was not yet at a meaningless level, but it was the amount of horse power that determined the core capabilities of a warrior, such as muscular strength and agility.

power is power Regardless of gender, as long as they were born with magical powers, they could become powerful enough to wreak havoc on the battlefield. It was also the reason why recently, the story of ‘gender discrimination’ felt like an outdated discourse.

You can tell just by looking at Delphine. Although she was a woman, she was already recognized as the heir to the great family Yurdina. It was proof that gender is not important in being the owner of a family as long as you have excellent skills.

Of course, I heard that the story is a little different between the holy kingdom, which is bound to be somewhat conservative in interpreting the scriptures, and the common people who cannot systematically train their magical powers. But at least not among the imperial nobility.

Even if he had such thoughts, it was normal for him to think only inwardly. Power was no longer the exclusive property of men, and there were no nobles who enjoyed pretending to be with power, no matter how big or small it was.

So did I. He grew up with Celine since childhood, and while staying at the academy, he made many friends, both of the same s*x and the opposite s*x.

I thought I had already broken up with the s*xist worldview a long time ago. But the old saying that now pops into my head is truly s*xist.

‘When three women come together, the plate breaks.’

It meant that if three women got together, the plate would break because they were too loud, otherwise the plate would break because they were arguing with each other. It means that you can’t stop eating without breaking the plate, but, like most proverbs, it contained a s*xist perception.

I could tell just by looking at Seria. Talking more or less was only a matter of individual inclination. Nevertheless, the reason why I couldn’t help but think of such words.

A chilly silence settled in the hospital room. The atmosphere was cold and heavy, like the air at dawn on the first frosty day. Even though it was just three women.

Celine, Seria, and the saintess.

They were three-colored women. Celine was a low-ranking aristocrat of the empire and had an outgoing temper, and Seria was a member of the prestigious Yurdina family, but had a quiet personality. And the saintess was famous for her benevolent and kind personality as a noble priest of the Holy Land.

The sight of all those different women keeping their mouths shut as if they had made a promise was enough to make my spine chill. I don’t know why, but the atmosphere was like that.

Celine looked a little perplexed. Her tawny eyes were moving alternately between me and the saintess. For her, it seemed that the relationship between me and the saintess was unpredictable.

To be honest, I couldn’t read the expression of the saintess who was smiling benevolently. However, it was certain that that smile gave off a different feeling than usual.

Seria’s gaze became a little colder when he faced this. She ignored Celine, but when the saintess appeared, she naturally stared at the saintess with her aquamarine eyes.

There was a great sense of tension. It was such a risky atmosphere that if any of the three moved, it would make a rupture sound.

Unexpectedly, it was the saintess who broke through the ring of silence. As always, she crossed herself over those firm breasts. And a low-pitched voice.

“Immanuel, nice to meet you. Brother Ian and the rest of the sisters. I’m sorry, but if you’re not involved, could you please leave the hospital room for a moment? As the priest in charge, I am going to examine Brother Ian.”

It was nonsensical and commonsense. The air in the hospital room, which seemed to crack at any moment, slowly sank. It was such an impeccable word.

The priest in charge said he would treat the patient, but he couldn’t say anything about it. Celine looked at the saintess with a slightly suspicious look, but soon sighed and waved her hand.

I meant to go out for a while. After all, Celine was the reason I became a patient, so it was something she couldn’t help.

“Then I’ll be out for a while, Brother Ian. And saintess, take good care of brother Ian. You are a very precious person to me… … .”

Saying that, Celine secretly looked at the saintess with those tawny eyes. It was as if he had become a fisherman who threw a bait. Even at those words, the saintess just crossed the cross again.

“Of course, sister. Brother Ian is a special person to me too.”

It was a natural speech like flowing water. Even her voice was so flat, Celine put on a confused expression for a moment. She looked worried for a moment, then opened her mouth again.

“Ian oppa grew up with me since childhood… … .”

“… … sister.”

The saintess smiled warmly and lightly placed her hand on the shoulder of Celine, who was about to pass by her.

“As much as it’s precious, please don’t get hurt.”

That was the end. Cracks appeared on Celine’s face, who was pretending to be a worried girl, but the saintess’ smile was not cracked.

In the end, a small sigh leaked from Celine’s mouth, unable to find anything to say. She left without saying a single word in a slightly gruff voice.

“… … Yes, I will keep that in mind.”

Celine left, and only Seria was left in the hospital room. She just stared at the saintess without saying anything. The saintess quietly approached me.

And then, subtly, those pale pink eyes turned to Seria. Seria opened her mouth.

“That, that, that one! ugh… Well, I’m Seria Yurdina. Nice to meet you, saintess.”

For some reason, he didn’t say anything, but he seemed to have been contemplating the first greeting he would give to the saintess. When the saintess heard that greeting, she burst into laughter.

“Sister Seria, haven’t you seen your face not too long ago? The day I hurt my arm.”

“Ah, that’s true, but… … .”

Seria was nervous enough to bite her tongue. As if her hair had turned white at the saintess’ point, she began to stumble again.

Fool, I must have made the wrong choice while choosing the most acceptable greeting. Since Seria had poor social skills, there was a good chance.

I was going to come up with an excuse to save Seria, but before that, the saintess looked at Seria with a look of understanding.

“Nice to meet you too, Sister Seria. More greetings later, it’s time to examine Brother Ian… … .”

However, despite the saintess’ calming tone, Seria did not move. She was hesitating with her head lowered, but wondering if there was something wrong, the eyes of the saintess and I simultaneously turned to Seria.

Seria couldn’t open her mouth for a long time even after receiving that questioning gaze, but then spoke with a determined look as if she had made up her mind.

“I, Namha! ugh… If I stay, can I not?”

Although the subject was omitted, it was clear who it was referring to. Seria had declared that she would remain in this hospital room.

why the hell I tilted my head in bewilderment, but the saintess gazed at Seria while letting out a strange sound.

The saintess, who seemed to be in deep trouble for a moment, smiled and asked Seria.

“Are you a fiancée?”

The effect of that short question was clear. Seria jumped up as if jumping. Her eyes widened as if in bewilderment.

“Hey, engagement… oh, that can’t be! Me, how could that be with senior… … !”

“Then are you in a relationship?”

“Oh, no. I, it’s not like that, but… … .”

“That’s fortunate.”

I don’t know what’s fortunate, but the saintess didn’t erase her smile as she said that. I only said one more word.

“Then, please leave.”

“Ah, ah! Swing… … .”

Seria, who was about to protest, drooped her shoulders, perhaps realizing that her words wouldn’t bite her teeth anyway.

And then, sullen, he left the hospital room. The saintess, who had subdued Celine and Seria with a few words, only then let out a deep sigh.

A bitter smile formed on her lips. It was a smile of trouble.

“Sorry, I made you wait for nothing. Shall we start treatment?”

“That, saintess. As far as sending them both out… Aagh!”

I tried to ask the saintess carefully, but the question was still unanswered. It was because the saintess’ hand gripped my arm.

Since the wound hadn’t healed yet, I couldn’t help but scream right away.

It hurt enough to bring tears to my eyes. The saintess had never handled an injured area so harshly before, but my questioning eyes turned to her.

However, the saintess seemed to be unconcerned. Hearing my scream, she raised the sacred power from her hand with a serious expression for a moment, and then began to nod her head alone.

“There have been too many injuries lately. The next time you get seriously injured, you might have to prepare for semi-permanent aftereffects.”

The eyes of the saintess who said that were cold as if she were rebuking me. I didn’t say anything, I had no choice but to turn my head and answer in an awkward voice.

“Yeah, that’s right. I must be careful.”

“You have to take it seriously, not just talk about it. Brother Ian, after all, has a strong desire to win.”

At that, I kept my mouth shut. That was right.

There was a little bit of that tendency from before, but after losing the memory, it was out of control, like a runaway. That spirit of pursuing victory first without sacrificing oneself.

I couldn’t even figure out where it was coming from. It gave me a lot of victories right away, but it was also true that the body was burdened beyond that.

The saintess stared blankly at me without saying anything, then sighed and said,

“Me too. I have a strong desire to win, so I can’t live without losing.”

“… … Are you a saintess?”

“Yes, is it surprising?”

My head nodded involuntarily. Isn’t this the saintess who is called the incarnation of loving-kindness and consideration? I didn’t quite understand that such a kind person had such a strong desire to win.

Then the saintess smiled bitterly as if she knew that. She continued to speak in her characteristic husky voice.

“That’s why I sent those two out as well. For no reason, I was furious… … .”

When I said ‘the two of you’, I seemed to be referring to Celine and Seria. But was there anything to be angry about with those two?

I didn’t dare to put the question that came to my mouth. The saintess must have had her own circumstances. While I was silent, the saintess’ white, shining hand groped for my wound.

I felt the blood flow through my aching arm again. Nerves regenerated, and sensation returned from the fingertips.

The saintess, who had been silent for a while, turned her pale pink eyes to me. My eyes, which had been watching her blankly, met hers head-on.

pretty. It was a beauty that made me admire every time I saw it. But even though I was looking at such a beautiful face right up close, I didn’t dare to harbor any intrigue.

It was because those light pink eyes staring at me were deeply sunken. And soon the saintess opened her mouth with a more serious expression than ever before. It was a soft warning.

“Hunting Festival, don’t participate.”

“… … yes?”

“This is my recommendation as a priest in charge. If you ever intend to participate in the Hunt Festival, you should stop. Brother Ian’s body is already at its limit.”

The stern voice was resolute, as if not leaving room for even a word. So I couldn’t bear to part my lips.

Are you saying it’s that dangerous? If you participate in the hunting festival, you have no choice but to face all kinds of dangers. It was to deal with a named-class monster. The future of getting injured was certain.

The saintess was just telling me that. If I get injured again, I might have to live with semi-permanent aftereffects. So, don’t participate in the hunting festival.

Fear suddenly raised its head.

Semi-permanent aftereffects were tantamount to referring to disability. And, no matter how trivial the handicap is, it has a huge impact on holding a sword.

The human body is like a precision machine, and the prosecutor’s body was especially sensitive.

If even the smallest part started to creak, the balance of the whole body was bound to be shaken. The saintess seemed to read my fears.

With a concerned expression on her face, she took my hand with both hands. It was warm and soft. The woman’s hand that I touched for the first time was conveying my sincerity to me in the form of warmth.

“… … I promise, Brother Ian.”

Those sorrowful eyes and voice, which man would dare to refuse.

I had no choice but to answer with a slightly choked throat.

“Yes, saintess.”

That’s how I made a wordless promise while crossing my name with the saintess. An oath between the two of you. The saintess smiled benevolently as if she felt relieved only then.

*

And the next day, I submitted an application to participate in the hunting festival.

While bowing my head several times inwardly.

I’m sorry, lady.

But shouldn’t we save the world and see?

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