Chapter 297 – Retribution
Love letter.
A letter written to express love to a loved one or to prepare in advance for a confession.
It was once believed to exist only in fantasy, just like girlfriends, but as a staple in bittersweet romantic comedies, it had a few rules.
One of them was that at least two words such as ‘after school’, ‘rooftop’, and ‘important story’ must be included.
After school, when the clock tower’s second bell rings, please come to the rooftop of the Academy main building♡ I have something important to tell the Cardinal♡
-Your manitoga♡
The rule was incorporated so well that the chain letter sent by an unknown secret friend could be used as an example.
If I had received this letter when I believed that love letters only existed in fantasy, I would have been so excited that I couldn’t sleep at night.
Most importantly, without even thinking about who wrote and sent it.
“Hmm. What kind of bitch or bastard wrote this and sent it?”
Fortunately, Jun, who receives dozens of love letters a day, was well aware that love letters were not a fantasy, unlike Han Jun.
Thanks to that, I was able to avoid being caught up in the vain delusion of thinking, ‘Couldn’t that girl (the most beautiful girl in school) have written that letter?’
“Huh? “Juni, how can you be sure that the person who wrote the letter was a man when you don’t even know who wrote it?”
“Because excessive use of hearts is a symbol of Netkama.”
As Jun said that, he remembered.
The moment she realized that the charming high school girl she had met by chance in the game was actually one of her friends with bulging muscles.
After accidentally discovering this fact, Han Jun came to the conclusion that all the people he met in the game were men.
“Tsk! I swear! “The person who wrote this letter must be just as muscular as the Pope!”
“Wow! Por, I feel sick.”
Without realizing it, Fortuna imagined Franco writing a letter in pink pajamas and put down the snack she was eating without hesitation.
Dohwa, who was eating snacks next to her, saw that and felt a shock and fear he had never experienced since he was born.
“… You bastard, why did Ye have to be me? “I left behind my younger brother who had a better back than me.”
Franco, who was staring at her blankly while holding the car that Gungseong, the maid, came to her senses and walked over to her.
I then slurped down the tea, and was surprised that it tasted better than I expected.
Perhaps because he lived alone in the mountains most of the time, Gungseong’s cooking skills were not as bad as expected.
“Of course, because the Pope is visible. “What did you do when you left all the work behind and ran away to the Vatican?”
Just as I was about to open the envelope, someone knocked on the door, as if at just the right time.
That someone, of course, is Franco in front of us.
As soon as the door opened, he calmly took a seat in a corner of Jun’s office as if it were his own living room.
“Of course, it’s to help Shia and Airi who are in trouble because of those bastards.”
Franco ground his teeth roughly as if it wasn’t a joke.
The muscles of the whole body also wriggled violently.
Who would look at that and think he’s the Pope?
It would be much more believable that the yaksha climbed up from hell to take away sinners.
Anyway, I’m really glad that most of the strikes have been stopped.
If it had been the same as yesterday, I can guarantee that the front of the imperial palace would have been stained with bright red blood.
“But when I actually got there, I found out that things were being completed differently than I had heard. Very, unfortunately.”
“Are you sad? Why!”
“Most people think that the reason is that God is angry, but in fact, there is someone else who is angry. Isn’t that right? “Archangel Fortuna, the third child of brilliant light and the ruler of good luck.”
After hearing Jun’s words, Franco fell to his knees in front of Fortuna.
Her voice was startled, and she dropped her tray, but no one cared about it except her.
“It’s really, really an honor to meet you like this. And thank you so much for helping poor humanity this time.”
Franco’s eyes as he looked at Fortuna were full of respect, joy, and regret.
When Jun saw those eyes, he was convinced.
He knows for sure about Fortuna.
It showed signs of that a few times, but I never thought it was real.
How on earth does he know about Fortuna? That’s right,
“How did you know Por was an angel? The first warrior must have erased everything about Por.”
The first warrior, who rejected Fortuna’s dissuasion and led the human race to seek revenge, only to come back alive alone.
As a result, Fortuna was completely erased from history despite being more active than anyone else in Daejeon.
It’s so bad that even the warriors and saints Elysia and Iris didn’t know about Fortuna?
Elysia knew that there was an angel by chance, but she did not know about the existence of a lucky angel.
With the knowledge of those two people, Jun had concluded that the information about Fortuna had been completely erased.
But it seems that wasn’t the case.
In response to Fortuna’s question, the witness explained the reason.
“Yes, it is truly shameful that, at the command of the first warrior, humanity erased all information about Fortuna. It was no different from the fact that it was a denomination that followed and served God.”
“No, rather, I was more active in deleting information about Fortuna. In this way, they were able to make their actions of helping the first warrior and inciting humanity into something that was at least justified.”
“Some people tried to hide the records, but it was useless in the face of the warrior’s power to see through the truth.”
“However, no matter how brave he was, he could not see through the inner thoughts of all mankind. Thanks to that, one apprentice priest was able to stay behind. A diary of the week I was able to spend with you.”
Franco took out a small box from his arms.
When he opened the lid, an old diary was revealed. Even though the layered magic was forcibly maintaining its shape, the diary seemed ready to crumble at any moment.
“… That diary, in my memory.”
Fortuna looks at the diary with a wistful expression.
She soon appeared in the form of an angel, stretched out her hand toward her diary, and imbued it with her divine power.
A diary engulfed in brilliant light.
Soon, a faint ray of light emanated from the diary and formed a human shape.
“Yes, it was you after all.”
A doll with barely any outline.
I could only guess the gender from the slight curve.
Nevertheless, Fortuna recognized at a glance who the doll was.
Was that happy?
The doll fought in front of her.
Fortuna said as she hugged her.
“Thank you. Are you still here to let future generations know about me? In that small diary. Thank you so, so, so much.”
-…
“War broke out again? Not yet, but not far. Don’t worry though. Because there won’t be as many people dying as there was during Daejeon. Do you know why? Hey, do you see that very handsome man?
-…!!
“A punishment? You still have a foul mouth. Anyway, that handsome man is my husband, and he is working hard for the salvation of the world so that I and my family can live happily ever after.”
-…?
“Are you a hero? No. But don’t look at me funny. Not only does he have a handsome face, but he is also very strong. In just a little while, you will become stronger than the first hero.”
The doll looked at Jun’s face in disbelief.
In response, Jun cleared his throat and stretched out his chest, pounding his chest as if to trust only himself.
Franco, who was standing next to him, coolly took off his top, saying that was all he needed.
Oh my gosh. That’s too much.
“So, just go. If it’s too late, the diary will be torn to pieces before I get to mom.”
-…
“Okay, bye. Let’s meet again someday.”
Fortuna hugging the doll tightly.
The doll, which began to sob, slowly became light in her arms and began to fly to her window.
At that moment, the sunlight coming through the window became stronger.
Could it be that someone personally sent sunshine to meet her daughter, who worked hard for her daughter?
“She… Did she go to her side?”
Franco asked, looking at the empty box with envious eyes, as if Jun wasn’t the only one who thought that way.
Fortuna nodded her head gently.
“Yes, she went to her mother’s side.”
“… Can I go someday?”
“Yes, you can go. If only it were like this now. But don’t pass all the work on to Junie and die early. Then I will send you to hell even if I have to use force.”
“Oh dear. It looks like he bought it in his later years and had a hard time.”
Franco shakes his head as if he doesn’t like it.
However, there was a deep smile on his face, as if he had been hoping for it.
——
After that day, the story of an angel who worked harder than anyone else for the world began to spread.
According to a nun’s wish.
