The Escort Knight Who Is Being Obsessed Over by the Villainess Wants To Run Away

15. The sun beats the moon (1)

“What do you think of me?”

I asked.

Elijah answered.

“Mine.”

“… ….”

I was frozen as it was.

My body does not move as if time has stopped.

‘My, that, uh….’

Yes or no.

Elijah leisurely stroked and combed the moon deer.

… Widely!

“Oops!”

Bradley lost the broom in his hand.

I woke up with the sound of a broom falling to the ground.

“Oops, sorry, sorry…. Heh heh heh, no surprise, in the wind of surprise….”

“Surprised? Why all of a sudden?”

“That, that, ma, forgot what my wife told me to buy during the day! I just remembered! Yes….”

“I see.”

The unconcerned Elijah.

A child who does not yet know about s*xual love.

A personality that is not good at feeling emotions.

‘… Oh, this asshole is real.’

I wanted to strangle my neck given the meaning.

Mine.

That’s why I said it as a possession.

Elijah is my master.

The poor are the property of their owners.

Thus, by a very dictionary definition, I am Elijah’s.

‘Die. I’m just strangled to death… !’

It’s embarrassing.

The girl who gave meaning to the child after hearing such words is embarrassing enough to want to kill herself… !

I can feel the glowing eyes from somewhere.

I turned my head in a cold sweat.

Lea waits behind Elijah.

Her black eyes burned as hot as her hair color.

I hurriedly shook her head.

I conveyed my intentions as much as possible with my eyes.

‘No, no. You know that doesn’t mean… !’

It is embarrassing that the owner who served dared to call the common people ‘mine’.

Though, it’s not something to be so angry about… !

You know I don’t mean that!

“Judas?”

“Hey, yeah? Miss?”

The voice went out like a double body.

Will I die? Would you just kill me Elijah?

“Your face is red.”

“Ah…. This….”

“Why are you sweating so much?”

“It’s, uh, a bit hot here….”

“It’s still winter.”

“Um…. He must have been playing with the moon deer a little while ago, and his fever rose.”

“It didn’t look that hot when I came.”

“… ….”

You’re good….

I envy you because you have a good memory and know a lot.

Elijah observed me as if he were looking at a strange creature.

Then she blurts out.

“Where does it hurt?”

“… No. No. It’s okay. I’m fine. I’m healthy. Yes.”

“Hmm. Okay….”

I guess that’s the reaction I want.

Elijah again gently stroked her deer.

I also tried to calm myself as much as possible.

I wanted to pour the cold water that the moon deer drinks on my body.

Elijah blurted out as he moved her seat.

“I heard about it roughly. Starting with Shylock, and other knights.”

A calm tone of voice, as if talking about daily life.

“These are the ones under the orders of Archduke Balak. They are looking for you.”

“… Yes, it is.”

“But I think.”

Elijah grabbed the comb again.

Gently brush the moon deer’s back.

“I don’t think so.”

“Yes… ?”

“It’s a guess and a possibility, but it means that there seems to be another purpose.”

I listened in silence.

“Of course I won’t leave you alone. Because you are the name I will take action to touch you somehow. But, I think there must be another purpose behind it.”

Why am I talking about this?

Elijah glanced at me.

I calmly made eye contact.

“So, I’m not going to pursue them right away and kick them out or take any action. There is too little information to find out now. In the process, you may endanger yourself.”

Elijah guessed that Balak’s real purpose was something else.

In order to figure that out, it means that you have no choice but to use me.

I couldn’t figure out why you were telling me this.

“Uh, um…. I see what you mean. But I guess you don’t have to tell me….”

Elijah is my master.

Whether I’m plotting an escape or whatever, that’s the case for now.

So she can use me.

The Elijah I used to know is that kind of person, so she’s not particularly surprising.

I have to do my best to survive the process.

Anyway, Elijah didn’t mean to kill me.

“… That’s right.”

Elijah suddenly murmured.

A little self-talk.

Looks like you’re really curious.

“Why do I….”

Elijah looked at me quietly.

Blinking big eyes.

With the brushing stopped.

After tilting her head a few times, she starts combing her hair again.

“Anyway…. I know. I will do my best to make sure nothing happens.”

“Yes…. Thank you.”

Elijah came down from her footstool.

The moon stands in front of the deer.

As it came naturally to my side, I took a step back.

“And the story of conciliating Shylock was impressive.”

“… ….”

No way.

Did Hermis say that?

He said he would make sure there was nothing to worry about… !

“I was in a village near the front line.”

That’s just a lie I brought out because I needed it.

Actually, I still don’t know where Judas, the original owner of this body, was and what he was doing.

“Don’t tell me….”

“Yes?”

“No. Nothing.”

Elijah was expressionless as if nothing had happened.

I just look up at the moon deer.

Elijah’s cat-like red eyes.

The clear and innocent black eyes of the moon deer face each other.

“Do you want to acknowledge me now?”

I think we became close friends a while back….

Elijah didn’t seem to think so.

Cautiously, she stretches out her little hand to the moon deer.

A slender wrist exposed at first glance.

It is white and clean.

The bruises I saw before are no longer there.

Why do I pay attention to that?

Why am I relieved when I recall that fact?

Elijah’s small hand touched the moon deer’s face.

I’ve had this before.

Not long after she brought the moon deer.

Then the moon deer took a step back.

But.

“… ….”

Today the moon deer was calm.

I did not reject Elijah’s hand.

Gently rub her face in her palms, rather like me.

“… Ah.”

Elijah let go of her hand.

Backed away as if surprised.

Then the moon deer looked at Elijah.

As if asking why she didn’t touch me more.

The deer with the nose of the moon approached Elijah first.

She rests her own head in her hand awkwardly lingering in the air.

The moon deer rubbed itself against Elijah’s hand.

Elijah looked at him blankly.

As if it were a very distant landscape.

Then, cautiously, she moves her hand.

He affectionately caresses the moon deer’s face.

Your face, as if you were surprised, gradually turned into a smile.

As if a flower blooms slowly.

Elijah carefully placed his forehead against her deer.

The moon deer did not escape.

Move her head gently.

Elijah also shook her head slowly, as if rubbing it.

Just like feeling the warmth of a moon deer and the feel of its fur.

A smile bright enough to reveal small teeth.

A round ball. Finely folded eyes.

Elijah turns her head while caressing the moon deer.

See me

Under the narrowed eyes, red eyes.

She didn’t say anything to me.

She just smiled brighter.

That unfamiliar smile I’ve never seen before, dazzlingly bright.

I just stood there and watched Elijah.

Why is this child strangling me?

***

Lea is Elijah’s dedicated maid.

There are many maids in her mansion, but Leah is the only one serving Elijah.

From the day Elijah began to be educated in her hometown until now.

The first thing I do every day is to wake up Elijah.

And it is also the most enjoyable time for Leah.

I don’t show it off the outside.

Wake up early in the morning and wash her body first.

A stream of water runs over the burn scars all over her body.

Her melting and sticking, her distorted scars are even hideous.

She didn’t really hate the scar.

She couldn’t hate it.

Thinking of the engraved object.

Having such scars on the body is a secret that no one knows.

After making various preparations, Leah carefully opens the door to Elijah’s bedroom.

Ever since Elijah was found in Judas’ room in the morning, her heart raced whenever she opened the door.

Fortunately, Elijah was sleeping peacefully in her bed.

She tightly covered her neck with a blanket and hugged a cat doll.

Lea watched Elijah with a hearty smile.

Come earlier than your scheduled wake-up time for this time.

Looking at the sleeping Elijah like an angel before she wakes her up.

She was the only pleasure in her life.

It wasn’t just a comfortable laugh.

The guilt that I couldn’t hide.

Disillusionment with one’s weak self.

A face full of complex emotions.

It was a fortunate time that Elijah couldn’t see.

It’s time to wake up.

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Time flies so quickly in the morning.

Leah put aside her regret and drew back the curtains on her window.

Her dazzling sunlight pours into the room.

“Miss Elijah. Time to get up.”

“Ugh….”

Elijah mumbled but stood up steadily.

She was always on time to wake up.

She could be procrastinating sometimes. Like a child

Elijah got up and immediately checked her flowerpot.

A small potted plant placed on her window sill.

Moist soil.

It hasn’t even sprouted yet.

However, it will definitely be growing.

The seeds of anemones.

Elijah laughed softly.

Since buying her pots, Elijah started the day with a smile.

While checking the flower pots every morning.

Lia was very sorry and thankful for her appearance.

She knew that Elijah would never see her bare face again.

Especially to Judas. Thank you so much.

… I can’t forget the shock of the day I heard the title ‘mine’.

***

It’s the weekend.

To sum up what I need right now, there are only two.

Money, power.

These are the things you need to be alone after leaving here.

You have to earn money steadily through the information guild.

He is also developing his strength diligently.

After Gawain’s personal guidance was attached, it even accelerated.

However, this ‘power’ has a very wide scope.

Fighting and winning against someone is also strength.

It is also strength to protect me from someone’s threats.

This weekend.

The purpose of coming to the training center to resolve a request falls under the latter.

The power to protect me.

I need the power to protect me from none other than Elijah’s magic.

‘In the tragedy, Elijah was strangling me while I was asleep.’

Elijah is an excellent wizard.

But he’s not as strong as me.

Therefore, for that tragedy to happen, I need some magical action.

‘Fate to be shown is an inevitability that will happen.’

The fortunate thing about being a game rather than a choice is that I can move freely in search of a means to respond to that inevitability.

Simply running away cannot guarantee safety.

When such a situation comes up, you need a characteristic to block it.

A property commonly referred to as magic barrier. I can definitely block any type of magic once.’

Its official name is Graceful Protection.

There are several types of characteristics that end in ‘~ Gaho’.

The effects are diverse.

To block melee or ranged attacks, etc.

Among them, the one I chose is a protection that blocks magic.

You can only get one of the characteristics of the blessing series.

‘Even Balak is targeting me, so it will be useful in many ways. That human is also a wizard.’

Location is key to achieving this trait.

You have to repeat certain actions there to obtain the attribute.

‘I just had a good cause.’

The place to visit today is the church of Wolsingyo.

The justification is a request.

A small request came in to the training center, and I decided to carry it out.

The content is nothing special.

Keep an apprentice priest by her side while she gathers herbs.

A place where wild animals such as wild dogs come out.

‘It must be convenient because he has the senses of a hunter.’

First, solve the quest, then acquire the characteristics.

There’s just one thing I’m struggling with.

I have to take a specific ‘action’ for this characteristic, but I’m not sure if that will be recognized in this world that has become a reality.

‘If I can prevent that situation from happening at all, rather than overcoming it with my traits…. If possible, that’s the best.’

The gap leading up to the tragedy.

What happened in between?

If you know the reason, you can think of other countermeasures.

The question I asked Elijah to dig it up.

The answer that came back, ‘mine’, was quickly scattered in my head.

‘A stupid and pitiful bastard… ! Trash!’

The only possibility that comes to mind.

As of now, the most likely reason is the power of Elijah.

Crazy fire.

It is a power that frequently stimulates the user’s violence.

In addition, users are stimulated by violence.

In other words, mad fire and violence circulate with each other.

‘The power of mad fire has often been compared to the sun. In fact, the color also resembles the sun.’

Crazy fire and sun.

It would be helpful to dig up some information about him.

Of course, that can’t be easy.

If it was easy, I wouldn’t have spent thousands of hours on Elijah and wasted nothing.

‘… It’s not like there’s no fault of mine for being ignorant.’

I didn’t dig like a scholar, but I know a little about the Sun Bridge and its mythology.

I remember that there was nothing particularly helpful.

Then you have to look away.

For example, history dealing with the era before the sun and moon diverged.

‘There was one priest who studied it professionally….’

I remember his name and his appearance.

The problem is, I don’t know where the man is at this point.

Let’s ask the information guild to find it.

‘I don’t know how long it will take. There is no information other than the name and appearance. Even if the user does the quest to find people, it takes several years of game time….’

My head hurts thinking about this and that after a long time.

This is not a problem that can be solved immediately.

I’ll have to think about it later.

Then a question pops up.

‘Elijah, why are you calm?’

An incident on his birthday fully awakened Elijah to the mad power of fire.

In other words, she must be constantly stimulated with violence.

But since then, Elijah has been quiet.

It’s so docile that you forget the essence of its power for a moment.

‘Are you holding back? Or not… , What has changed?’

This part was a problem that I couldn’t figure out even if I thought about it.

As I was organizing my thoughts, someone approached me.

“Oh. Judah. You came out early.”

It was argon.

He also applied for this request.

We met at the entrance of the training center.

“I just got here too.”

“And, that… Was it Sir Hermis?”

Argon saw Hermis waiting with me.

“Yes. Hello.”

She has to follow me everywhere, so she brought her today too.

We moved by carriage.

The destination is the city of ‘Selene’.

You have to go to the church there.

‘I felt it when I first received the request…. It’s strange.’

That’s right from the name.

I don’t think it’s because it’s simply the name of a city I know.

Every time I hear or pronounce it, a corner of my heart tingles.

‘As if I’ve heard it somewhere….’

It’s not me, it’s an emotion that seems to be reacting to this Judas’ body.

Something like longing that is hard to explain.

I don’t know.

This is also the reason why I chose this church.

I was wondering if I could find out about Judas as well.

After entering the city, I walked to the church.

For some reason, the urban landscape is also familiar.

Even though it’s not the city I know.

Is it a place that remains in Judas’ memory?

“People seem to be staring.”

Hermis looked around and whispered in her ear.

I nodded slightly.

“It’s not the same thing, it’s right. It sounds downright uncomfortable. It must be a city that hates outsiders.”

The Selene I remember was not a city with this kind of atmosphere.

Every passer-by glances at him with displeased eyes.

Especially Hermis.

As if he were looking at a wicked sinner.

“Sir Hermis. Have you ever been here?”

“Today is the first time.”

We just walked quietly.

Do not bounce as much as possible.

Something came to my mind, so I told Argon.

“By the way, senior Argon. Where does Richard go like that every weekend? You look busy.”

“Oh, that….”

As Argon was about to answer, a young man walked out of the church entrance.

The stone-walled church was quite large.

“Hello. Brothers.”

It was a man wearing the white priestly uniform of the Moonsin Church.

“Are you the ones who will help escort me today?”

We nodded at the same time.

I watched him quietly.

‘Green eyes. Light brown hair…. Uh? Wait, maybe?’

The name of a priest and theologian who studied the days when the sun and moon were one is Baro.

Aquine….

“Nice to meet you. My name is Aquines, an apprentice priest.”

… Found!

I introduced it while hiding my gladness.

“This is Judas.”

“Argon.”

At last, Aquines looked at Hermis.

“Sister… ?”

“My name is Hermis. I was assigned the role of escorting Mr. Judas here.”

An escort of escorts.

How come the picture is funny.

Aquines nodded his head.

At that time, another person appeared from the entrance beyond the church wall.

A fairly old middle-aged man.

He wore a white priestly robe like Aquines.

A crescent moon symbol on his shoulder.

As he walked out, he saw me and stopped abruptly.

“This is Harold, the bishop.”

Aquines kindly explained.

As Argon and I bowed our heads in greeting, Harold showed a belated, middle-aged smile.

‘… What?’

The Herald from a distance looked at me very persistently.

The close eyes are somehow uncomfortable.

Aquines caught my attention.

“Then, can I leave right away? We will explain the details as we go.”

“Ah, yes what…. You see.”

I quickly turned my attention away from him.

There was something more important than that.

Aquines.

An apprentice priest who might tell me a story about the sun that I don’t know.

And in this church, I might get the traits I want.

Following Aquines with Argon and Hermis, they entered the trail.

***

The Herald watched the back of the group as they receded.

His gaze was fixed on a boy.

Proud golden eyes.

Black hair.

It is definitely ‘that child’.

He was thought to have failed in his task and died.

‘What happened… ?’

Why are you still alive?

That too, with a normal appearance.

The Herald tried to calm his confused mind.

It is difficult to figure out by yourself.

It was embarrassing to even sneak up to that child and ask.

First of all, I had to get in touch with the person who pushed and carried out the project.

A person known outside the world to have gone on a pilgrimage.

The man who found Judas.

‘I’ll have to tell Angra about this….’