The Protagonists Of The Novel Escaped – Chapter 19

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: TushChen
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The First Saintess of the Gael Holy Kingdom led an envoy and entered the empire’s capital.

Numerous crowds flocked like clouds.

Proving their deep faith, the atmosphere that had subsided due to the terrible bombing quickly heated up.

Airy silver hair.

Bright eyes shining like carefully crafted jewels.

An ivory-white face and beautiful features as if carved by a sculptor.

A woman dressed in pure white vestments and the holy knights of the Holy Kingdom appeared.

The citizens then paid their respects to the saintess with short exclamations and prayers.

The saintess was called the incarnation of the goddess Gael, so her beautiful appearance alone stimulated the devotion of the masses.

“The incarnation of Gael has arrived…!”

“Ah! Such an elegant and noble person!”

The incarnation of the goddess.

A pure maiden who had received the blessing of the White Dragon.

Zebeline Albion Russell.

She responded to the citizens, respectfully putting their hands together by offering prayers.

The Valtarian Empire, concerned about disorderly chaos, deployed a large-scale force.

They were worried that the crowds gathered in the streets might engage in unexpected behavior.

However, the citizens who welcomed Zebeline maintained an orderly formation until the end.

“It’s been a long time, Saintess Zebeline.”

“I’m glad to see Your Majesty in good health as well. It must all be thanks to the blessings of the Earth mother, vast as the sea.”

The mustachioed Emperor welcomed the Holy Kingdom envoy and his ministers.

It was quite an extraordinary reception.

The empire’s ruler personally came out of the inner castle to greet them.

Perhaps not expecting the gruff Emperor to personally make an appearance, the priests also expressed surprise.

It was even more so because the empire and the Holy Kingdom had always been at odds over each other’s supremacy.

“I hope the Red Dragon of the Valtarian Empire has been in good health as well?”

“…I have been safe, thanks to your concern.”

Ludmilla, who had attended to escort the Emperor, exchanged glances with Zebeline, who led the envoy.

The saintess extended a friendly greeting.

In response, the princess bowed her head and spoke.

They greeted each other and asked about each other’s well-being.

However, there was not a hint of warmth. The sharp and fierce atmosphere in their eyes proved that.

-The Red Dragon and the White Dragon fought for hundreds of years over the dominion of the heavens.

As if embodying the passage from the scriptures, the blessing users who had received blessings from the Red Dragon and the White Dragon were famously mortal enemies.

It was because the enmity and rivalry manifested from the blessings constantly developed into confrontations.

The Red Dragon and the White Dragon might engage in a life-or-death battle.

That’s why many fears and concerns followed whenever the princess and the saintess met.

“I heard that many citizens tragically lost their lives due to the bombing carried out by a cruel criminal organization. As the saintess of the Holy Kingdom, I express my deepest condolences.”

“Thank you for your words.”

“By the way, I heard that the hero who defeated the Bomber is the blood relative of the hero Maximilian. If Princess Ludmilla permits, I would like to meet the young master of the Hohenberc family.”

“……”

Gale Doher and the Bomber Squad were long-time enemies that the Holy Kingdom had also been tracking.

They had killed numerous priests.

They even committed atrocities by bombing churches.

It was natural for the saintess representing the Holy Kingdom to want to express her gratitude to the hero.

After all, Edanant had eradicated the villains on behalf of the Holy Kingdom. It was not an unusual request at all.

But for some reason,

Her instinct began to plead, ‘You must never let them meet.’

Sensing a primal sense of crisis, Ludmilla narrowed her eyes and looked at Zebeline.

In response, the White Dragon defiantly met the gaze of the Red Dragon.

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Fame was like a double-edged sword.

For an extroverted person, it acts as wings of confidence; for an introverted person, it becomes shackles of embarrassment.

So, which one do I belong to?

Unfortunately, I belonged to the latter.

As the Valtarian Imperial Family heavily promoted the hero who had eradicated the cruel villains, I was driven further into a desperate situation.

The thought naturally came to mind, ‘Are they trying to take revenge on the Hohenberc family in this way?’ because they seemed to focus on “praising” to that extent.

“Edan’s face is splashed all over every newspaper! Wow, as expected, Edan is amazing!”

“……”

The second son of the Hohenberc family, who had been involved in a scandal with Princess Ludmilla, had instantly risen to the status of a hero.

Of course, the newspaper reporters couldn’t miss the opportunity.

They produced a significant feature.

They even put a black-and-white photo of my appearance on the front page.

In an era where the concept of portrait rights didn’t exist, they used a secretly taken photo as it was.

As a result, the worst outcome was created, and my identity was quickly exposed wherever I went.

Thinking of newspaper reporters who would do anything for a scoop, I gripped the gun grip quietly.

‘When someone becomes a celebrity, don’t aristocratic families compete to send marriage proposals out of admiration for their fame? But why hasn’t a single one come? It’s too quiet. Looking at the major features, they even wrote the address of the villa where I currently reside in detail!’

Can it really be this quiet?

Strange.

The eccentric and odd nobles couldn’t possibly be this quiet.

I tried to run a happy circuit, thinking that shy young ladies might hesitate to confess, causing the silence.

Nonetheless, even I thought it was a really pointless delusion.

“Even when Maximilian was active as a hero, it was quiet. But that was because Maximilian had been engaged to the youngest daughter of the imperial family for a long time… I’m twenty-three years old and don’t even have a fiancée.”

Even if he were a married man with a spouse, there would have been marriage proposals asking to make him a concubine.

What on earth is going on?

Unless a considerable force behind the scenes is trying to obstruct the marriage proposals…

I continued pondering while pacing back and forth. Then Rue burst into laughter and followed closely behind me as if playing a train game.

“Are you at home?”

When I was repeating unnecessary but necessary delusions,

I heard a knock.

And Ludmilla’s voice followed.

“Ouch!”

I was sure I had heard about a critical business today, so I stopped at Ludmilla’s call.

Then Rue, following closely behind, crashed straight into my back.

“You’re here, Your Highness. But….”

Ignoring Rue, who had fallen on her butt, I hurriedly straightened my attire.

And I came down to the first floor.

“I brought a guest who arrived from the Holy Kingdom. Pay your respects, she is the saintess of the Holy Kingdom.”

“…Pardon?”

Saintess?

That’s Beatrice.

The silver-haired girl doesn’t look like the notorious queen of harem management….

I then realized that the guest Ludmilla had invited was the ‘First Saintess.’

The envoy from the Holy Kingdom was scheduled to arrive in the capital today.

I recalled that I had temporarily forgotten while suffering from headaches due to the newspaper companies pouring out scoops and significant features.

“Zebeline Albion Russell, the First Saintess of the Gael Holy Kingdom. It’s an honor to meet you, Young Master of the Hohenberc family.”

“Your words are too gracious. I am Edanant von Hohenberc.”

Perhaps because she was with Ludmilla, who boasted a slender figure,

The First Saintess of the Holy Kingdom had a petite physique that made her look much younger than her actual age.

It was difficult to guess her age.

She might even be a girl who had yet to go through the coming-of-age ceremony.

I glanced at her sideways and made eye contact with Zebeline.

Then the White Dragon smiled softly like a newlywed bride, perplexing me.

“Is there something on my face? I know I’m pretty, but it’s troublesome if you stare too much.”

“Ah, no. Please forgive my impertinence.”

She must be a stranger, but she feels strangely familiar.

Have I seen her somewhere before?

I feel like I’ve heard this brazen joke before…

A strange sense of déjà vu swept through the back of my neck, giving me an eerie feeling.

“I heard that Young Master Edanant used the holy sword Aldebaran. Is that true?”

“Yes, it is.”

Finally, it has come to this.

The holy sword Aldebaran.

That must be the reason why the First Saintess personally descended.

Although Maximilian had been bestowed the hero’s blessing and handed down the Four Star Swords of Demon Extermination, naturally, the ownership belonged to the Holy Kingdom.

Even though I am Maximilian’s brother, an outsider who has yet to be delegated ownership using the holy sword without permission would be unpleasant for the Holy Kingdom.

I won’t be burned at the stake, right?

But I’m a hero who defeated the villains.

I hope they at least reduce it to a fine…

Although I already feel like I’m going to die just from the compensation I have to pay to the imperial family.

“Then I hope you make good use of it, Young Master. The Four Star Swords of Demon Extermination are precious sacred objects of the Holy Kingdom.”

“Pardon?”

“If Aldebaran chose you, there must be a reason for it.”

“…Ah, I understand.”

I expressed my perplexity at Zebeline’s answer, who readily granted ownership as if handing over the Four Star Swords of Demon Extermination, which are only allowed to the hero at a wholesale price.

Ludmilla seemed to feel the same way.

It wasn’t a matter for the saintess to judge.

Strictly speaking, the owner of the holy swords should be the ruler and representative of the Holy Kingdom, the Holy King.

However, Zebeline still gave a definite answer as if taking full responsibility.

“Young Master Edanant, rather than that… Shall we share some secret stories, just the two of us?”

“Pardon?”

Whoa-.

The saintess, who was suited up in all white, grabbed my arm. And then she threw herself into my arms.

What on earth is going on?

I widened my eyes at the saintess’ absurd behavior that was difficult to understand.

At the same time, Ludmilla, who was already showing a displeased expression, first reacted with denial and then exasperation upon seeing Zebeline’s unexpected action.

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