Yura remained tight-lipped the entire way back to the Holy Kingdom.
Even when stopped.
Strangely, she didn’t make any demands to the priests and didn’t speak. She seemed to be speechless.
The priests started to worry about whether the saint was sick because of her unfamiliar behavior.
Finally, one of the priests knocked on the door of the carriage.
The door of the carriage opened slightly.
Although it didn’t seem like the door was going to open any further.
In the end, the priest had to speak to Yura from outside the carriage.
"Lady Saint."
“……Yes."
‘How much sleep did she lose?’
For the first time, dark circles could be seen on Yura's face, which had never had them before.
"Is there something wrong? Were you uncomfortable at the banquet….?”
"No, I want to be alone."
Even though the priest wasn’t done speaking, she boldly cut off his words and closed the door.
The door was closed.
Once again, Yura was left alone in the carriage.
"Oh, what do I do?"
Then, she began to mutter in a voice full of tears.
In a way, it was a tone full of lamentation and hatred.
"You said you were a god. But why...….”
She constantly looked around as if she couldn't say anything more. She was afraid that someone might overhear her words.
Yura's appearance was definitely strange.
She seemed afraid, while also worried that she might get caught.
"If this were Korea, I wouldn't have to think like this. It's better there. This place is...….”
It's a lie.
Yura tried to swallow her back words.
However, Yura's hands were constantly shaking, as if to display her confusion.
In fact, Yura had been dizzy since she met the man at the banquet.
However, she acted like she wasn’t.
"I want to go back, but the man said he was the only one who could send me back...….”
Then, should I go to the duke who knows the man well.
But the Duke...….
"No, I can’t."
Yura's eyes made calmed.
She was the blood of the one who deceived her and took away what was hers. She was as full of lies as he was...….
‘I'm shaking so much.’
‘Why does that woman remain so confident, deceiving those who’ve believed in her for so long?’
"I don't like it."
Yura took off her white gloves.
Her fingernails, which had been only slightly black at the ends, were now already half darkened.
Yura looked down at her nails and kept muttering like she was brainwashing herself.
"Yeah. Unmask her. And help the man so I can go back to my world."
Then, a bustling noise came from outside the carriage.
Yura stopped muttering and stared at the door with a blurred gaze.
There was the sound of horse hooves.
Then, just outside the carriage, the sound of the horse neighing vigorously rang out.
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
Soon there was a series of conversations between unknown voices, including the priests.
The conversation couldn’t be heard in detail, either because she was inside the carriage or because Yura's thoughts were too complicated.
"I came to see the saint at the pope's command."
"I've never heard of this...….”
"It was a sudden order. He had a dream and felt anxious...….”
"Well, what does that mean...….”
"First of all, here is a letter from the Pope to the priests. If you look at this...….”
"Oh! Surely, it’s the Pope's...….”
Their long conversation broke off at some point and silence fell in an instant.
There was also a moment of calm.
Soon after, someone knocked on the door of the carriage.
Knock, knock.
No reply had been given yet, but the visitor opened the door immediately as if Yura's answer was not important.
"Good evening, Lady Saint"
He was a strange-looking priest, wearing a white robe and a necklace with blue flecks of color on it.
The way he introduced himself to Yura was different from what he had said to priests earlier.
"He sent me; just give me what you found."
That person.
Yura instantly recognized who he was referring to.
The Satan who brought her here, who looks like the woman who torments her.
“……I hate it."
"What?"
‘I don't like her or him.’
Yura crumpled the cushion she had placed on her lap.
The square corners and bumpy components of the object hidden in the cushion were revealed.
Naturally, the priest discovered it right away. When he recognized what it was, he tried to take the cushion.
"Then I'll take it."
After all, this book was a useless thing that she couldn't even open.
So, she let the man take it as he pleased.
Instead, she asked one question.
"Was there any message for me?"
"Yes."
The priest turned the cushion upside down and tore the area where the stitches were loose.
Some feathers popped out.
"He has told you to wait for now; he will give you more details through the Pope."
‘For now?’
It seemed as though Yura had found out the truth and knew what she was going to do.
***
"Do you really not want me to go?"
Enoch had been asking Rosenta that question since yesterday.
His discontented pale green eyes met Rosenta’s.
There’s no way Rosenta wanted to sit around doing nothing.
"It’s okay. Don't go."
"Why? If I went, I could bring it back right away."
They couldn't stop the carriage of the Holy Kingdom without visible evidence or grounds.
It would be a problem even if he hid his identity and went there as the Tower Lord.
The Tower of the East is also under the Empire’s jurisdiction.
They couldn't just stop the carriage to look for a book, and that wasn’t even accounting for the saint.
It was clear that a difficult situation would unfold if it became a diplomatic matter.
Especially for Theodore.
“……Because of the emperor?"
Enoch, wearing a sarcastic expression while holding a tie, approached.
He lifted the back of Rosenta’s head with the hand that wasn’t holding the tie, covering the nape of Rosenta’s neck.
"What do you like about a guy who doesn't know who you are or how much you do to protect him?"
"Enoch."
He called him sternly.
Disgruntled light green eyes stared at him.
"I’m not wrong, am I?"
Enoch, however, stubbornly said what he had to say and finished tying his tie, then stepped back.
Rosenta remained silent.
Looking at his reaction, Enoch brought up the question again as if he was trying to change the subject.
"Do I really not have to go?"
Rosenta nodded firmly again this time.
From the time the book was stolen, it would have been hidden in a secret place, or it would have already been taken to Caligo.
However, that didn’t mean that he was stopping Enoch and giving up without thinking.
Taking the coat handed over by Enoch, he spoke clearly,
"They’ll come find me soon."
“……Why you?"
Enoch's demeanor changed drastically.
But he carefully helped him put on his coat, despite his tone.
"Book."
At the word "book," Enoch raised his head, which he had lowered while straitening his collar.
Dark, sunken eyes were visible.
"What is that book for you to...….”
"It's a book whose contents are worth their weight in gold. Above all, it's a book full of information about ancient abilities related to my family."
‘A book that only my father read.’
He couldn't memorize all the contents of the book, but he’d read it all.
A few examples of the contents included fascination, bug control, brainwashing, summoning, eternal sleep, etc.
There were a lot of things.
As a result, just looking through it was enough to roughly come up with countermeasures for what was going to happen.
‘So, my very existence will be seen as a hindrance from their point of view.’
"When will he come? Today or tomorrow?"
Whenever it was, he'd come to see him before he did anything else.’
‘My father, Caligo...….’
To see whether he would become an obstacle, or if he would become a pawn on his chess board.