Incompatible Interspecies Wives

63 – The Saint Who Hates God (2)

After taking a nap in a chair, I wake up to the sound of singing and cheering.

It seemed that a party was starting to take place in the village.

It wasn’t long before I got hungry at that familiar sound, and I found Arwin clinging to the window.

“…”

Looking at it this way, it is once again confirmed that Arwin has a rather cold impression when he is expressionless.

He doesn’t look that bad, but he looks angry.

Arwin was watching the direction the sound was coming from through the wooden frame of the window, turning her head.

He probably expected that a party was going on, and it seemed that he couldn’t wait anymore because he was curious about the party.

“…Ha ha.”

She sighed and looked at me with her side of the eye.

Then it hardens as it is.

Our eyes meet.

Arwin was silent for a while before asking.

“…Are you awake?”

I laughed.

“I should have woken up earlier. I wish I knew you were expecting that.”

“…”

Arwin shyly turned her head away, but her flushed ears represented her mood.

“What about Ner?”

“I’m going out for a walk…”

“Really? Then, let’s start with Ner.”

Arwin’s eyes widen slightly. The moment she had been waiting for had arrived.

She expected that she would like it, but she didn’t think she would show that expression.

Even I felt happy together.

“Yes.”

Arwin answers my words.

There is power in your voice.

****

“Saint, let’s go.”

Felix, a warrior from the Yongin tribe, approached her saintess and said.

Her companions wait for her as well.

The saintess replied with a nod of her head.

“Yes.”

Due to the achievements that the party of warriors had achieved, the city was in a festive mood.

It was quite different from the festival before the war due to poor circumstances, but it was the same as laughter and song and a large fire in the square.

The party of warriors saw such happy people of various races and headed to the ball invited by the lord.

There were already numerous nobles seated in the ballroom.

It was after all the nobles in the area moved to see the party of warriors who protected the area.

Everyone applauded their appearance.

Felix, a warrior from the Yongin tribe, raises his hand lightly and responds to all the cheers.

The saintess could also hear voices calling out to her. She answered their favor with a light nod of her head.

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Soon after, interest in the main characters subsides, and the ball begins in earnest.

The warrior party sat in a corner space out of consideration for the saintess.

“Good job everyone.”

Felix, who had been talking with the lord for a while, also approached and said.

“I think this place has been roughly cleaned up. Let’s rest today and tomorrow, let’s move.”

Akran, the centaur, gives Felix meat on his skewer.

“Felix. Fill up your stomach.”

The warrior also accepted the food and sat down.

“You finally killed Tiramal too. Are only the demon king and his right arm left now?”

Akran affirmed.

“That’s how it happened.”

The war was on its way to an end.

At the suggestion of the hero Felix, the party was killing the intelligent demons who became the demon king’s limbs.

During the 7-year war, excluding the 2-year training period, he succeeded in killing 4 intelligent demons for 5 years.

All that was left was the demon king and his right hand.

It’s too early to relax, but it was also clear that we were moving towards our goal.

“Thank you again. Akran. Silprien. And the saintess. Let’s eat a lot today and rest comfortably.”

Everyone nodded.

Soon after, servants appeared and handed them high-quality alcohol in small glasses.

“Thank you.”

The warrior Felix expresses his gratitude and puts 4 cups on the table.

At his suggestion, everyone took up their glasses one by one.

“Come on, let’s get salty.”

Akran speaks.

“You worked hard this time too.”

Silfri End nodded her head.

“Let’s work hard a little more.”

The saintess also nodded.

“Good job.”

Within a toast except for the saintess.

Do not accidentally touch your fingers.

The saintess looked at her wine glass silently, then wet her lips with the liquid.

****

Ner and Arwin looked at the mysterious group entering the village.

Ner held my right arm lightly and watched them closely.

Her pricked ears twitched whenever there was a strange sound.

It was the same with Arwin who couldn’t take his eyes off the group.

She comes out quietly and looks at the group in turn.

Various races dressed in colorful clothes. A wagon carrying something. Members cheering for them.

“…What is that, berg?”

In the end, Ner looked up at me and asked, and I answered her like that.

“It’s a circus.”

Arwin takes a small breath.

“…A circus troupe?”

“There are people who perform strange tricks. It would be fun to see-“

“-Ah, I know, the circus. It’s just like the book…”

Arwin’s eyes didn’t want to fall from the circus troupe.

She was interested in everything.

She told her I was.

“Will I need some time to get started?”

“…Is that so?”

I also watched the circus troupe enter the town in style.

I wonder if this has anything to do with my brother’s troubled mind.

But in the end I shrugged and found a seat.

“Follow me.”

At my words, everyone moved.

Ner was still lightly attached to my arm, and Arwyn was gradually losing his gaze at the feast that caught his eye.

The members of the head team, led by Baran, are also visible.

Baran shook his hand and shouted.

“Vice-captain! May I bring you a drink?”

“Yes!”

“You need some!”

I looked at Ner and asked.

“Do you want a drink?”

“Huh?”

“Would you like to have a drink together?”

“…”

Ner is silent.

“If you don’t think-“

“- No, I’ll try it. Together.”

She smiled at her, then looked at Arwin this time.

“Arwin, would you like a drink too?”

Arwin, who was looking around, comes to his senses at my words.

“Yes?…No. I don’t drink, so…”

I nodded and looked at Baran.

“Two glasses!”

“I have a new drink for you this time, shall I serve you with that!”

“A new drink?”

“Bardi liquor!”

****

The clown occupied the center of the ballroom and brought laughter to many people.

At this time of desperate hope, laughter was an expensive resource.

The saintess quietly watched the laughing people behind her.

They were quite envious that they could be so happy.

The saintess couldn’t even remember the last time she had ever laughed like that.

Not a fake smile or a smile, but a genuine smile.

…No, after thinking about it, I was able to calculate it.

Seven years ago must have been the last time.

When you hurt someone you love with harsh words and pushed him away by saying that you won’t come back.

She was the one who lost her smile after the moment she broke up with him.

The saintess quietly recalled the past in the venue that was becoming a sea of laughter.

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She was only 15 years old and she knew it was the right thing to do.

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She thought at the time she should push him away even though it hurt her so much.

Her partner also loved her so much, and the saintess knew that.

Even if he died, he would have followed him.

His blood burst and his arm fell off, he would have stayed by my side even if his life was at an end.

He was a man who had already been covered in blood for himself countless times.

He was such a person. She knew all too well.

So she pushed him away, saying she wouldn’t come back, saying she didn’t want to be with him anymore.

She’s a blessed saint She couldn’t take him on an arduous adventure where even she might come back alive.

If you left room for it, he wouldn’t let go of himself no matter what excuse you put on it.

So, he shed bloody tears and hurt him.

My best friend spat out the word, “This is it.”

She broke all the promises she had made with him.

She said that she would wear clean clothes and eat delicious food, and that she had no reason to return to him. The poor woman hurt him.

He wouldn’t let me follow him, he wouldn’t let me wait.

I made you wait… If he dies himself, he dies too.

He believed it was the right choice and gave it all away overnight.

I shouldered all the burdens with the determination to be forgiven someday if I successfully killed the Demon Lord and returned.

I couldn’t help but leave.

My parents, who were doctors, was one reason, and the lives of millions were another, but the biggest reason was Hea’s words that he could die if he didn’t go on an expedition.

“Wahhahahahaha!”

The ballroom is filled with laughter again.

But the saintess thought.

She said she was stupid.

She regrets the choices she made when she was young.

Wouldn’t it be okay if I acted a little more selfishly?

I only have one life, wouldn’t it be okay if I was more greedy?

Wouldn’t she have been right to ask him to wait?

Perhaps he, too, was waiting for those words.

Her tears he saw for the first time in front of her became her nightmares and gave her a hard time.

****

“… Huh?”

“Watching the circus….”

I was about to talk to Ner, but I stopped.

Already drunk, she was slow to respond.

“…What…?”

It seemed that Ner would not hear if I said more to the circus troupe.

“Ehehehe…Berg…”

Still, it was fortunate that the spirits seemed to have risen appropriately.

I didn’t expect to get drunk so easily, but it was nice that I didn’t shed tears or get angry with the injection.

Instead, she just smiled and looked at me.

I tried to control her staggering body and put her head on my shoulder.

Soon I looked in the direction of the circus.

Numerous members gather to watch them.

The circus itself was invisible to me.

There is nothing visible behind the backs of the members.

If there was one, it was only the circus performers who appeared bouncing upward at some point and then fell away in an instant.

Earlier, I looked for Arwin, who cautiously moved her steps, saying that she would visit the circus.

“….”

It was not difficult to find her beautiful appearance reflected in the large bonfire.

Arwin, who expected the circus like that, couldn’t properly approach her crowd, and she was watching a show that couldn’t be seen from afar.

Seeing her, she laughed out loud just like she did with Ner.

Why are they both like this?

I immediately set down my glass and stood up.

I also snatched the cup from Ner’s hand and put it down.

“Huh? Berg, alcohol…”

“Stop eating now. I’ve had enough. Let’s go see the circus.”

Then he grabbed her by the wrist and led her along.

Ner stood up obediently and followed me.

I approached Arwin and shouted.

“Arwin!”

She turns her head and finds me.

“…”

Looks like he’s a little disappointed that he couldn’t see the show properly.

“Come here.”

As I beckoned, Arwin approached.

She says.

“…That’s fun. It’s amazing to see something like this for the first time.”

Am I being polite, or do I really think it’s amazing?

The more she gets to know her, the more surprised she is that, contrary to her outward appearance, she is quite polite.

Or is her personality closely related to the World Tree?

It seems that she has changed since the beginning of her world.

I told her.

“What’s fun when you can’t see anything.”

“Yes? Ah… That’s…”

I looked at the circus performers for a moment.

“Wahhahahahaha!”

Laughter spreads across the plaza again.

You can push them and go inside… But the members of the red yeomdan are also going through the process of mourning.

I didn’t want to go forward while obstructing them like this.

“Come on.”

I put Arwin and Nere together.

The two seemed unaware of what was going on.

Soon I crouched down and put my shoulder on their hamstrings.

Then stand up and lift them onto your shoulders.

“Ah…!”

“Ah!”

Hold lightly on their thighs to secure them.

In an instant, the two climbed up and grabbed my face and hair at random.

But that’s only for a while.

“Ah…!”

An exclamation that I never thought I would hear came from Arwin’s mouth.

Looking up at her, her eyes, sparkling in the reflection of the bonfire, were directed straight at the circus.

Covering her mouth with her hand, she looks absorbed in herself.

That look alone made me smile too.

It seemed to her that she had no time to say no to the fact that she was riding on my shoulder.

Those sparkling eyes sparsely turned to me, but as if compromising, she looked at the circus happily.

Next, I looked at Ner.

“…? Aren’t you watching the circus?”

She was looking at me with a blank face.

“…I will see.”

With that, he slowly turns his head.

In the next moment, Ner’s center trembled slightly. He still seemed to be staggering a little from his drunkenness.

“Where is it?”

I balance quickly like a circus performer.

-Wow!

At the same time, something wrapped around my body.

“…?”

I checked and it was Ner’s tail.

Her tail wrapped around my torso to keep me balanced.

“…Berg.”

“Huh?”

She checks me again with her squint.

“…hehehe. No.”

She laughed.

I looked at her, bursting out laughing at her.

“…We will have to drink together in the future.”

Ner chuckled and smiled.

“Wow…!”

As if something had happened, Arwin was startled and pressed my face tightly.

Her ears wiggle up and down.

In the end, I burst into laughter at the sight of the two of them.

I also felt like I was letting go of the burden of my colleagues.

****

The saintess left the ballroom and headed for her inn.

I didn’t think I would be able to laugh if I stayed longer.

Her head was already too cluttered with thoughts of him.

The happy memories of her that were just beginning to emerge hurt her.

She threw off her clothes as she entered the given quarters.

She quietly climbed into bed and prepared to settle down.

Tears flowed from my eyes on their own.

It was the familiar tears shed all the time.

But it was fine.

The war was over.

With a little more patience, she will be able to return to him.

Go back to him and get on her knees and ask for forgiveness.

If the threat of the demon king disappears and the world finds peace… If the place to be with him becomes safe, then I will live with him.

From then on, she will lay down all her saintly duties and stay by his side.

This was already decided.

There was no other future for her.

Hasn’t that thought alone been enough to endure?

I heard he became a farmer in a remote village.

I heard that he lives alone safely and diligently day by day.

She always imagined that the war would end and she would appear in front of him like that.

What would he say to himself?

What should he say to him.

Will you forgive me?

It doesn’t matter if you don’t.

All you have to do is pray until it is done.

She was able to throw away all the dignity she had built up as a saint.

That’s how it goes back to the past.

There will be nothing to hinder their happiness.

Holding each other tightly like before.

Whispering love at night.

I will travel the world and see beautiful things.

We will make a covenant of love and become husband and wife as promised.

They would only look at each other.

“I miss you, Bell.”

Shien whispered.

She remembered her other half, who had protected her so many times as a child.

I had to imagine such a sweet dream before I could fall asleep.