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#271. The Saint and the Miracle (3)
Guest building within the main office premises.
Top floor, Veronica's room.
“…I am a saint.”
Veronica was curled up like a worm, wrapped tightly in the blanket.
His eyes were dull and his voice was weak, as if he hadn't slept properly for several days.
“… I’m a saint? That’s ridiculous.”
Veronica, who had been mumbling for a while, suddenly realized something.
“Yes! This is a dream!”
After fidgeting for a while, a hand slipped out from under the blanket and pinched my cheek hard.
"ouch!"
Veronica, her cheeks red and swollen, rolled around noisily from side to side.
Only after the chill had subsided did he stop and sigh deeply before speaking.
“… Yeah, it can’t be a dream. I’ve already checked it several times.”
Artificial sun.
Although I lost consciousness immediately afterwards, I still vividly remember the moment when I breathed light into that place.
All the energy that had been draining from my body.
An artificial sun that was shining at the same time.
It was something that no one else did, but himself.
'They said it was the reincarnation of the sun.'
Veronica's hands, which were holding the blanket tightly, tightened.
It's been several days since I've left this place, the top floor.
I didn't talk to anyone except Pieta in the next room.
Or that I started to hate the world.
Everything has become meaningless.
That wasn't it.
It was just disheartening.
especially.
'What will Ray think about the changed me?'
The face, height, and voice are the same, but the identity has changed.
How will Ray react when they meet in person?
A vague, formless fear, like a shadow, took possession of my heart.
“… … .”
Veronica, who had been staring at the wallpaper pattern for a while, suddenly got up from her bed and threw off the blanket.
okay.
It was impossible to remain trapped on top of this building forever, denying reality.
Squeak─
The top floor hallway I entered through the door was excessively quiet.
No, the whole building was like that.
This was because all the traitors who had been staying on the previous floor had become guests who would never return home due to the war.
Veronica knocked on the door next door.
dripping.
─Yes!
As soon as she opened the door, Pieta was hugged in her arms, and Veronica was startled.
“I knew you were coming!”
“Uh, by the sound of footsteps…?”
“No. It’s the movement of mana! The mana flowing through your body is special!”
Oh, right. That's right.
Veronica once again remembered something she had forgotten.
Pieta was blind, but had a developed sense of mana.
Although it wasn't as good as Ray's, it was far better than most wizards.
Sometimes I am surprised at how sharp it is compared to people who can see ahead.
Veronica, her heart pounding with surprise, smiled and said playfully.
“I asked you to move to the room next to mine so I could take care of it, but wasn’t that necessary? If you could know the location of people and things with mana, you wouldn’t need much help, right?”
I was very worried.
The church people were very busy restoring the cathedral.
There was a high probability that Pieta would not receive any care.
“No! I need your care! I can’t survive in this harsh and cruel world without your help!”
“Blood, what is that?”
Pieta buried herself in his arms and made desperate denials, while Veronica smiled and stroked his head.
With the same hair color, the two girls looked like sisters.
“I’m going out now.”
Pieta raised her head at the sudden voice.
“Have you made up your mind?”
“Yeah. I feel like nothing will be solved if I just stay locked up.”
“You’ve thought it through well. In the world, you can’t move forward without encountering anything. And I think it’s a great thing. Not everyone can become a saint. It’s because you are the chosen one.”
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“Thank you. For saying that. It makes me feel a lot better.”
Veronica took a deep breath and slowly stroked Pieta's cheek.
But then, unable to resist the temptation of softness, I ended up stretching it out to the side.
“Oh, I didn’t know I could stop.”
“Should I put on more weight? I can give my life for you.”
“You don’t have to sacrifice your life.”
“Please let me offer it up.”
In the midst of this little scuffle, Pieta looked at the door and said:
“My brother is coming.”
“Huh? Ray?”
As expected, a knock was heard right away.
dripping.
─Veronica, I came to give you something.
“I think I’m looking at my sister’s ring through the door!”
“Hey, this is a mess right now!”
“Here’s a comb! A comb!”
Veronica took a deep breath and opened the door, hurriedly fixing her hair and clothes.
and.
Squeak.
My eyes widened at the sight of the abundant bouquet of flowers that filled my field of vision.
"happy birthday."
“Flowers…? Birthday…? Ah…!”
Veronica realized belatedly that today was her birthday.
A complex mix of emotions welled up from deep within me, making my heart ache.
Even I forgot my birthday.
Ray remembered.
Veronica, who had been silent for a while, accepted the bouquet and spoke in a voice holding back tears.
“Thank you so much, I love it so much.”
That was true.
Because it was none other than a sunflower.
The yellow flower with its emotional flower language really caught the girl's eye.
The first flower I received was not thrown away even after it withered, but was preserved and kept using magic.
But the flower bloomed again today.
There are close to 10 of them.
“And this too.”
"huh…?"
The luxurious box that was handed over next contained a silver necklace with a red jewel.
Veronica, who had melted in an instant, turned into liquid and flowed.
“It was a good life…!”
“Sister! You can’t die!”
Anyway, after the commotion died down, Ray put the necklace on Veronica.
Afterwards, he drew a picture with Manaro and told Pieta about the shape of the sunflower and the necklace.
“I think I know! That thrilling, exciting feeling, that’s what yellow is.”
After that, Ray asked Veronica.
“Are you feeling a little better?”
“Yeah. Sorry for making you worry so much.”
“How about we go out and take a walk around the streets together? Check out the atmosphere and go see the artificial sun yourself.”
"good."
Ray nodded.
Just as I was about to leave the room.
“Layya.”
When I turned around, I saw Veronica fidgeting with something.
"huh."
“So… how is it?”
"what?"
“Just in case. If you feel reluctant or find me strange… .”
To Ray, it was a word whose meaning he couldn't understand.
“Why?”
“…Because I said I was the reincarnation of the sun. And the priests called me a saint.”
Ray thought for a moment and then answered.
“You treated me normally even though I couldn’t feel emotions.”
“… … !”
“More than anything, the fact that you are Veronica now won’t change.”
Veronica felt the pressure building up in her chest suddenly disappear.
Yeah, nothing changed.
The only thing that has changed is your feelings.
'I am Ray's sun!'
That was an immutable law.
Veronica said, hugging Pieta.
“Just rest. I’ll go out for a bit.”
“Happy birthday, sis. I didn’t know how to prepare anything, so I’ll give you a present instead…”
“Leave it. Don’t worry about your eyes, I will definitely find a way to cure them.”
Veronica carefully caressed Pieta's eyes and left the room with Ray.
Soon, the sound of horses receding could be heard.
─Ray, but did you think of all the gifts yourself?
─Equipment… Yeah, I thought of it myself.
─Equipment?
─It's nothing.
Pieta thought as she listened to the conversation.
'If it weren't for those two.'
I would have ended my life as an unfortunate and unlucky orphan girl.
But thanks to the luck of meeting these two people, my life was saved and I also learned what happiness and hope are.
And then I got greedy.
The desire to see the world with one's own eyes, rather than knowing it through outlines and feelings through mana.
What I wanted to see more than anything was the faces of Veronica, her sister, and her brother Ray.
'If only I had been born ordinary.'
At that time, I was touching my sister's eyes where her warmth still remained with a regretful gesture.
“… … ?”
I felt something strange.
A refreshing feeling lingering in the eyes.
It was a cool and refreshing feeling.
Pieta began to lift her eyelids, which had always been closed.
"ah…."
The world was beginning to take shape through my slowly opening eyes.
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Veronica came out into the street and covered her hair with a hood.
“Ray, is this better?”
“Yeah, it suits you well.”
“… No, not the learned answer. I’m asking if it’s better to cover your head now.”
“It’s better to cover it.”
The fact that the saint's hair color is red is information that has been exposed to the public.
The red light was often seen on the streets, and it was not necessarily specific to a saint, but there was no reason to expose it and draw unnecessary attention.
Knock, knock, knock
Ray and Veronica walked in step.
People glanced briefly at the hooded boy and girl, but paid little attention.
"ah!"
Veronica noticed the hunched over beggar she had encountered earlier and approached him.
“Saint…!”
"fizzle!"
Veronica put her finger to her lips.
The pedestrian nodded quickly and closed his mouth.
“I’m not a saint. I just helped you with medicine. Is your leg okay?”
“Yes…! I’m only using the medicine you gave me when absolutely necessary…! I was able to move my legs for a little while…! It’s like a miracle…!”
Ray glanced at the collection box as the conversation continued.
There was a lot more money in it than last time, and it must have had something to do with the feelings of hope floating around the streets like balloons.
“I’ll bring you more medicine as soon as I get the ingredients. Just take good care of it…?”
Veronica stopped talking.
It was because a white halo appeared on his hand as he examined the pedestrian's leg.
A look of extreme bewilderment and fear was turned towards Ray.
‘Lay, what is this? The mana in the ring is moving on its own…!’
'There's something I wanted to ask.'
Ray calmly observed Veronica's condition.
A white sun rose above Veronica's bowl, filled with emotions of concern for the pedestrians.
Additionally, the white mana from the ring was moving through Veronica's body to her hand, and elements were being combined in a formula that had never existed before.
A conclusion was reached in Ray's head.
'imagination.'
Woooo …
As the halo grew stronger, it stirred up winds, causing the cloth roofs and banners in the shopping district to flutter madly.
and.
“Oh, my God…!”
The pedestrian's legs, which had been stained black as coal by the black rain, began to clean up.
The commotion soon died down.
What broke the silence was the shouts from the surroundings.
“It’s a saint!”
“The Saint has descended!”
“Save us!”
Before I knew it, the pedestrians surrounding me began to bow down and worship.
Veronica, who realized the situation, said with a face that turned red and looked like it was going to burst.
“I think I’ve been like this before.”
“No, it’s different. There were 12 back then, but now there are 47, no, 48. And it keeps increasing.”
Veronica jumped and hugged Ray's neck.
“Run away!”
Ray, who had been holding Veronica in his arms in a panic, left the place as quickly as he was ordered.
In a distant alley, Veronica spoke, calming her startled heart.
“What on earth happened to me…?”
“I used my imagination.”
“Imagination? Me? That thing Ray uses when he uses magic?”
Then a noise was heard.
When I turned my head, I could see a man in a suit standing at the entrance of the alley.
There are three rings.
It was not a remnant of the Dawn Society, as it still maintained its pure colors.
“I apologize if I startled you. I came here on my knees to tell you something important.”
The man bowed politely.
He said this while carefully sending the business card in the air with the wind.
“My name is Gerard. I come from the city of wizards.”