Chapter 199 – Past: Adela (1)
Not everything goes the way you want it to.
As it is a natural truth, I also expected that it would not achieve its original purpose.
Actually, there was no success.
─But, well, it’s okay if you keep trying. Don’t be too heartbroken. Got it?
I wasn’t particularly discouraged.
It was just a word my sister gave me because she wanted to look like an adult.
That’s right though. There was no option in the first place to give up just because it didn’t work out once.
It’s nothing else, it’s safe to say that the fate of the continent was at stake.
Anyway, after taking my sister back to the Taylor family, she returned to Chepes right away. Leticia must have been very lonely during this time, so for the time being, she should stay in Chepesche’s mansion and spend time together.
“S, Scarlett! What to do with these people!”
“Ah, Duke. … Oh, is this a first impression? Nice to meet you, a candidate for a saint from the Holy Land meets the Duke of the Empire.”
“Scarlett, did you do anything wrong?! Candidate for Saint, why are you here? Could this be heresy? Did you apostatize?!”
“I didn’t.”
“I’m glad—!”
What is it?
First, she looked at the girl who identified herself as her saintly candidate. Next to… Judging by the golden insignia on her chest, I wondered if it was the bishop of the main body.
The status of the bishops outside the Holy Land and the bishops inside the Holy Land, the mainland of the Mithraic religion, is different.
Yes, it would take a person of that level to step up to be a saintess candidate.
“… When did you arrive here?”
“It’s been a little over a fortnight.”
The saintess candidate and the bishop of the headquarters. To think that people like this are left meaninglessly neglected for 15 days.
Unless it’s a dizzy thing, there’s no such thing.
Leticia made no fuss about her.
“Since there is no Scarlett, she will put a message from her later when she comes back. … !”
Leticia clings to my side and whispers a whisper in my ear.
I see It seems that her heart was in a lot of trouble, so she gave me a pat on the back. At once, she says ‘Whoah—’ and droops with a sound of deflation.
“Your sister is in.”
“Huh? Huh… I’ll leave it to Scarlett. Sister, I want to get some rest…”
Get Leticia out of her drawing room.
“So. What is the saintess candidate doing here?”
“That is…”
“Wait. I want to talk.”
“Ah, Adela.”
Even if she was a saintess candidate, she was still just a candidate. Even though the influence of the Bishop of the Golden Veil would have been stronger, a girl named Adela stepped forward and pushed the Bishop back.
Adela.
It’s a familiar name.
… Are you a saint by any chance?
Adela. It’s a familiar name.
… Okay.
Adela, the saint chosen by the goddess.
As I forcibly retrieved the now almost forgotten memories of my previous life, the outline became clear.
So, even if she is still only a candidate, she probably has a stronger voice than a bishop, as it is almost certain that she will become a saint.
It seems that no other candidate even exists at this point.
Still, I’m still a little kid. Now I’m only ten years old, maybe I’m about twelve years old.
She is proud to appear in front of a bishop who is much older than herself.
Is this your original personality? Wanna see the bishop, ‘I’m not originally like this… ?’.
… Seeing that I’m not good at hiding my emotions, I should say that I’m really innocent.
Priests in this world are usually upright and competent.
It has to be.
In fact, the grace and favor of the goddess remain throughout the continent. Will those who serve the goddess be able to satisfy their self-interest?
All of those guys have been ‘cleansed’ for a long time.
Among those who remained clean, she must have been a priest who was respected even within the Holy Land, chosen and selected next to a candidate who was certain to become a saint in the future.
And leaving a bishop like that, he stepped forward as if he were the representative.
“… Okay. What business does the candidate saint have for me?”
“Bishop. Could you please step aside for a moment?”
“… Adela! Anyway, this is too much… !”
“Come on. It is an intimate story.”
Perhaps he was not so ignorant as to say in front of me, ‘What if something happens to your body!’
But. If you ask what to do if the owner of the mansion is in front of you, that’s a mental illness.
It’s not that Chepes and Seongguk’s relationship is bad.
In particular, after dealing with various disasters that occurred on the continent in recent years, the relationship with the Holy Land was rather close to perfect.
So, the bishop is not worried about Adela’s safety.
“Hmm. The Duke has no interest in me anyway. I’m worried for nothing, really.”
Yes.
She must have been worried that the saintess candidate would start an affair with a man who could be the head of Chepes.
It’s okay to say it with my own mouth, but it’s also a strange appearance that I don’t have such worries.
It can be said that it is a cause for concern.
Because.
“I, too, have no interest in the duke.”
“… Hmm.”
Because the girl in front of me is a lesbian.
Anyway, isn’t this a bit rude? It was not something a saintess candidate could have said. Let’s frown and open our mouths to speak.
“Ah. … How much? Might be interested?”
“… What.”
I had to open my mouth.
Isn’t it none other than Adela, the sticky slug lesbian bobim saint? How could she say that she is interested in men, no matter how young she is?
More than that, now Adela is a little girl of about ten years old.
“Candidate Saint, if you are sick somewhere…”
“Oh, come to think of it, I didn’t say this.”
I was speechless.
Her annoyances were normal, but I didn’t even notice her annoyances, wondering what she was going to say.
“I am from the future.”
This is a real bombshell.
To the extent that his eyes would roll over if he had heard of a bishop who had just walked out.
*
What are you talking about?
It is said that he used some kind of great magic from the future and sent only his consciousness to the past. Adela of the current time zone is asleep, and when Adela from the future falls asleep, Adela of the current time zone wakes up again.
Other than that.
“And sooner or later ■■■─. … The current one, was it delivered properly?”
“No.”
“Also. It seems that more information than this is not conveyed.”
The moment you know the information of the future, you don’t know how the line of sight will twist. It would be unpleasant even from the point of view of ‘Providence’, so it would be filtering out leaks of information on its own.
It can convey the fact that it came from the future, but it blocks information from the future.
It is an easy-to-understand standard.
“It doesn’t help much.”
“Grunt. It is not that there is no way.”
“What?”
“Goddess.”
Goddess, Mitra. This is the name I was expecting.
If it were her, she would be able to convey the information I wanted without the world’s filtering.
But now, Adela is just a candidate for a saintess. She is favored by the goddesses, though she harbors enormous divine power in her small body.
It would be impossible to communicate with the goddess.
“As you are concerned, I am still unable to communicate with the Goddess.”
“Then?”
“Four years from now… She awakens as a saint with the grace of the Goddess, so until then, why wait for her?”
“The next four years.”
That would mean that nothing very big will happen in at least four years.
The reason why I from the future sent Adela to the present must be that there is something I want to convey through the mouth of her goddess.
I won’t do anything that makes the information I only learned after 4 years become useless before 4 years pass.
“… It’s not short.”
“Even a vampire who has lived for a hundred years?”
“Because she only lived a hundred years. Besides, even if she lived a thousand years.”
4 years. From a human point of view, it is a long time, but to a vampire who lives close to eternity, it is an instant.
… That’s what everyone would think.
Whether you live for a hundred years or a thousand years, the flow of time is the same for everyone.
It’s not just a day or two, but four years can really pass like an instant.
“Is that so…”
“But, I don’t know. Indeed, after a thousand years have passed… Four years of tidying up might feel fleeting.”
In the end, you won’t know until you experience it.
When I added that, Adela, who nodded with a slightly serious face, said, “Something, really.” And pouted her lips.
“Anyway, thank you for the next four years, Duke. If the ‘me’ from the past wakes up, pretend you’ve met for the first time.”
“Sure.”
*
Adela was given an empty room. The bishop was sent back to the Holy Land. Although she tried to remain by her side until the end, when she swore on the name of her Chepes to send her back safely, she returned to her trembling face.
To send back the guardian of the only candidate for the saint, not anyone else, with the candidate for the saint.
It is something that no one dares to allow. This was enough to be called a feat.
It’s possible because it’s Chepeshu.
Currently, my status is piercing the sky. In recent years, thanks to my sister and I touring the continent and making a name for ourselves.
Truly a heaven-sent hero.
With my guarantee attached, it was almost forced, but they must have listened.
And, the next day.
“… Omg! Here is?”
“Are you awake?”
“Who, who, who are you?”
As the future Adela, who had been lying in bed and talking to me all night, closed her eyes and fell asleep, the present Adela awoke.
After all, the body must have been awake without a sigh of sleep, so I asked if it was okay.
—How can I do that with my holy power and your magic?
The answer came back.
I couldn’t hear the detailed information because it was filtered by ■■, but there’s no need to worry that you’re tired from not sleeping anyway.
“Hey, where is this, where is this? Ho, maybe kidnapped… ?!”
First of all, by calming down.
