Fake Holy Sword Story ～I Was Taken Along When I Sold My Childhood Friend～ - 137
- Fake Holy Sword Story ～I Was Taken Along When I Sold My Childhood Friend～
- 137 - So It Was Like That
Chapter 137 So It Was Like That
「Yes, our Lord is always watching over us. Therefore, we must continue to devote ourselves to pure and strong faith. Do you understand?」
In a majestic and beautiful church, many adults responded to the words of one little girl. The adults who are supposed to be guiding the child are being guided, and the child who’s supposed to be guided is guiding the adults.
It is a distorted relationship, but in this religion, this is a perfectly normal scene. This is Hero faith. And the preaching of that Saint, Elizabeth Stream, is guiding many adults.
Elizabeth looks down at them with very gentle and warm eyes as they close their eyes and pray earnestly.
Then, she found a girl at the entrance of the church.
「Yo, Magali. It’s been a while… or maybe not.」
「Yes. I haven’t seen you since Marla’s wedding.」
In a room in the church, Elizabeth and Magali are facing each other. Two Saints are meeting face-to-face. It’s a tremendously divine scene for those who adore them. Well, one side is darker than the devil inside, though.
「That was awful, right? I didn’t think devils and the like are existed for real.」
「Fufu. You really are different from when you are in front of the believer.」
Elizabeth shook her head, and Magali laughed.
The calm and gentle tone of her voice in front of the believer is replaced by somewhat rough and boyish words and behavior. This won’t cause the believers to lose their faith all at once, but it will probably be a bit of a shock for them.
「Well, they won’t like it if their Saint is an unrefined woman like this after all. It’s too late to change it now since I’ve been acting this far. Besides, there’s someone who accepts me like this.」
Elizabeth throws out her nonexistent chest.
Since she is still a child, she still has the hope of growing up. The woman in front of her doesn’t even have that hope anymore.
However, Magali didn’t think about that. Her eyes flashed for a moment to Elizabeth’s words about someone who accepts her.
「… Ara? Who is that?」
「Well, of course…… ah?」
Elizabeth is confidently trying to explain that ‘guy’ as if she is proud of him, and she has a good look on her face. She normally exudes a somewhat unchildlike atmosphere, but she looks very childlike and cute as she tries to introduce someone she’s proud of.
However, that cute expression quickly freezes.
「No no, wait. It’s not that I was making an imagination person to comfort my loneliness, you know?」
The reason is that she can’t remember that very important ‘guy’ that she wanted to brag about.
「It’s… that guy, you know? That…」
「… By the way, what was this religion’s object of worship?」
As if couldn’t bear to watch it, Magali gave a helping hand.
Elizabeth is a smart child, so she gets on it.
「Eh? T-there’s no need to say it, right? It’s the Hero. After all, this is Hero faith…」
「… What kind of person is that Hero?」
「T-the Hero is… kind, strong, and helps even twisted people like me…」
Yes, it’s a memory not so long ago. It was because of that Hero helped her, too, that she’s able to work diligently on the activities and missionary work of this Hero faith. The kind Hero who saved her from the violence of the angel she used to believe in, and who helped her avenge her father’s death.
「T-this is strange. Why? Somehow… something is wrong… Damn it… my head hurts…!」
However, she can’t remember him at all. That person’s figure in her memory is blurry and not clear, as if it’s hidden by fog. It seems to be invisible, but it is not. Elizabeth’s heart aches with such frustration.
Magali, who looked at her somewhat disappointedly, stood up.
「I’m sorry for causing you unnecessary pain. I’ll go now.」
「H-hey, wait! Do you know something!?」
Elizabeth hurriedly called out to her.
Her heart pleads to her that this forgotten person is someone that she shouldn’t forget. She’s cornered enough to the point of dripping sweat. With that lovely childlike figure of her, it’s very painful to watch.
Therefore, Magali also opens her mouth.
「That’s right. It seems that I’m the only one who doesn’t forget him.」
Magali quickly left the church without being able to get a clue.
To such her, Elizabeth extended her small hand.
「… Who is that guy?」
And her suffering will continue even after this.
「I’m sorry for taking your time.」
「No, please don’t worry about it. Aren’t we friend? I’ll even throw away my work desuwa!」
「No, that is …」
Magali breaks out in a cold sweat. She’ll be troubled if the citizens hold a misplaced grudge against her when they find out that their lord neglected her work.
The one in front of her who’s laughing loudly is Marla Baldini. She is the lord of the Baldini territory and a noble in this kingdom. She’s a person that before Magali became a saint, she would never have had any contact with her.
「I’m sorry, I’ll ask you straightforwardly. Marla-san, do you remember Alistar?」
Magali asked her a question where she was no longer expected to get the answer she wanted.
She tried to find out more about him by asking those who had relatively many contacts with Alistar such as Silk, Malta, and Elizabeth. But in general, they had all forgotten about Alistar. If so, it is better to think that Marla is also the same.
In response to Magali’s question with such resignation, Marla is…
「Of course desuwa.」
She nodded with confidence.
Hearing that reply, Magali forgot to act and made a ridiculously surprised expression.
「Eh!? Y-you remember him!?」
「Y-Yes. After all, it hasn’t been that long since I was rescued… and this feeling of gratitude and longing in my heart is burning up desuwa!」
Marla drew back a bit when Magali, who had always been calm and always had a gentle smile on her face, had an indescribable expression, but she still nodded with confidence.
Finally… a ray of hope finally came.
「T-to think that there’s someone who still remembers Alistar…」
「That’s a strange thing to say. How could I forget…」
Magali looks dubiously at Marla, who suddenly stiffened her body.
After a while, Marla’s face bounces up.
「A-ara!? For some reason, I can’t remember his name at all desuwa!?」
Magali is astonished.
She forgot the moment she said she knew about him…? Is she stupid?
「Even his name and his face… It’s strange desuwa. With that good-looking face he has, there’s no way I could forget him…」
「N-no way… even Marla-san is…」
No, maybe Flor had done something that has that kind of effect.
Her resentment and anger towards him are getting bigger.
The probability that Alistar can escape has increased again…!
「Kuhh…! I don’t know what’s going on, but I’m not going to lose desuwa. That person is very important to me. This is something that can never be changed desuwa!」
「(Tch. This woman is useless too.)」
Toward Marla who is sparkling despite forgetting him, Magali thinks something rude. After all, she’s a scum like Alistar.
Still, all the other girls were equally pitiful, but Marla is still being positive like this. This might be one of her charms or she might be just being stupid…
「Then, I guess you don’t know where he is now…」
When Magali gave up and tried to stand up…
「U-uhhh…? No, I somehow have some clue… Although, I feel like it’s also disappearing rapidly.」
「I-is that true!?」
Once again, Marla showed a different reaction than the others, so she bit at it tremendously.
While squinting her eyes, Marla searches for a memory that’s becoming hazy rapidly. Then, she remembered one thing.
「If I’m not wrong, I feel like there’s a memory… about him saying that he wanted to relax with just the two of us in a place where nobody knew… I’m so embarrassed desuwa!」
‘Kyaakyaa,’ Marla is wriggling her body happily. Just where’s the one who called herself old?
However, Magali doesn’t care about that now. Hearing those words made her think of something. It became an important hint for Alistar’s whereabouts.
「Thank you, Marla-san!」
「Ah! Please give my best regards to that person! I’ll come running as soon as I remember him!」
Without blaming Magali for her rudeness as she ran off, Marla carefreely waved her hand as she saw her off.
While running in the clean corridor, Magali laughed.
「(I see. So it was like that, Alistar!)」
She couldn’t imagine his whereabouts. She even thought that he might be near the hometown. But no. There was no way Alistar would take refuge in a place that anyone… no, Magali could come up with.
And then, Magali continued to walk towards the new place that came to her mind.
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