Battle Race in Romance Fantasy

26 – The free minutes are over. This is the main story.

The Victory Day is one of the most grandiose events in the Empire.

It is a happy day for both commoners and nobles alike.

So on this day, men and women of all ages enjoy the festival and spend a happy time.

Of course, there are many lovers who go out on a date like this on a day like this.

And having a lot of lovers means that overt acts of love happen everywhere.

‘There’s arms crossed, hugging behind… Wow. Even a kiss here… ?’

She herself is not very conservative, Tisha thinks.

Even so, Tisha didn’t know where to look at each lover’s affection pouring out from all sides.

Then a thought came to me. Am I as pretty as the women over there?

Unbeknownst to me, I check my condition. Check the clothes you are wearing.

I came out dressed very carefully. I also did makeup that I don’t usually do.

Looking at the women over there, the clothes look a bit old-fashioned, and the makeup doesn’t look good either.

Even though I keep repeating that Kyle said she’s pretty, she’ll be fine, I feel anxious again when I think about his personality that he might not say anything bad to others.

I wonder if Kyle is thinking the same thing. So maybe she’s looking at other women.

With such concern, Tisha glanced at Kyle with her wary gaze.

‘… Thank god.’

I let out a sigh of relief.

Kyle didn’t even look at her as if she didn’t care about the women around her.

It’s not because I’m conscious of Tisha. As for Kyle, she really had no interest in women.

Even the dress that makes you feel happy, and the gestures that openly flirt, you don’t pay attention.

Instead, there was something else he was looking at.

‘Wow. That person will break if you really touch it. Are those chopsticks?’

‘Still, I think that person will do something. How many 3s do you want?’

‘Tsk tsk. I just called it useless. Looking at the lower body, it seems that the core can’t stand it.’

‘Isn’t that person supposed to exercise? Can you get up if you fall?’

A spectacle never seen in John Nassen is unfolded here at random.

A skinny person, a person who boasts a flat body, a person who shows off a lot of muscles but shows a lot of flaws no matter how you look at it, and people who are really worried about various things.

This is normal. This is normal. Even if you whisper to yourself.

No matter how much I think about it, I don’t think that’s possible. Do you eat stuff like that? It makes me think.

“Uh. Tisha.”

“Yes?”

“What do you think is going on over there?”

At the square where Kyle pointed, a commotion was really going on.

Kyle takes a quick look at what’s going on, and Tisha grabs a person and asks.

Of course, Tisha was much quicker to figure out the situation.

“Kyle. I heard that a high-ranking member of the church is giving a congratulatory speech for the Victory Day in the plaza over there?”

“A high-ranking person? Did the archbishop come?”

“I don’t know that either. The congratulatory speech hasn’t started yet, and it’s not known exactly which dignitaries are coming.”

“Um….”

At that, Kyle twitched her chin, lost in her thoughts.

A high-ranking member of the Order. High-ranking person She wondered if the woman she saw earlier was really… ?

No. It does not make sense. How could she go without an escort?

If she’s really right, there’s nothing to say even if the guards ask what she did.

“Kyle! They say the congratulations are starting!”

At Tisha’s cry, Kyle raised her head to look at the podium located in the center of the plaza.

But there was no one on the podium. It’s just a single stage installed.

“What… ?”

“Wasn’t there someone coming from the church?”

It seems that Kyle wasn’t the only one who found this strange.

At the moment people are buzzing everywhere and just looking around.

“It is a very happy day. The moment a disaster continued, a miracle came down, and the day when all the flames were finally extinguished.”

From somewhere, a clear and pure voice began to be heard.

It is a voice so beautiful that it makes the listeners sigh without even realizing it.

“I heard this question one day. Where are the miracles? Do they really exist? I mean. Unfortunately, I couldn’t answer his question. Is it because you don’t know the answer? Nope. I really feel sorry for him, because he is so pitiful.”

Sabak-.

“Everyone. Miracles have always been right next to you. Every moment was a miracle. It’s just that we didn’t consider it a miracle.”

A woman who looks like an academy student passes by Kyle’s side.

When she lowers her hood, a silvery waterfall containing the sky and the lake pours down.

Glittering silver eyes seem to see through everything in the world.

“The moment we are living right now is a miracle, and the person next to us is a miracle. So, all of us, don’t look for miracles in harsh places, but hold onto real miracles and don’t miss them.”

Finally reaching the plaza, another woman steps slowly onto her podium.

The noisy plaza falls into silence. Even the sound of her breathing is reduced, focusing on her.

“Come on, everyone. On this day full of miracles for all of us, in search of another miracle. Pray earnestly, pray for blessings, and may the warm light be with you.”

“Ah… !”

“Saint… !”

It was the moment the saintess descended from the Imperial Academy.

*

“….”

Looking at the saintess who gave her blessings one by one with a bright smile in front of her.

Kyle closed her eyes and enjoyed her relief and joy at the same time.

‘Comments praising all the main characters and only the saintess. I have no regrets for that action… !’

After reading only free minutes, what kind of comments praising the saint?

Man No. 1 And No. 2 Turn people inside out dozens of times from that free minute.

Women No. 1 And No. 2 Struggled and lost their way there.

Because one of those who turned them into humans was a saint.

To be honest, I didn’t feel very good because I was spoiled while reading the comments.

But there are people who eat only sweet potatoes like crazy and still sprinkle cider on them.

Of course, I have no choice but to ardently praise the character of the saint.

Although it was a supporting role, it was so popular that even an illustration was created.

I don’t know if the public sentiment would have gone to hell if the illustrations were bad again.

Fortunately, the illustration of the saintess was produced with truly amazing quality.

This is the end of the game. Readers will love you and me.

‘You are finally receiving the appearance of the saintess. Wow, really… Be gracious After all, there is a reason why God chose them. By the way.’

I think of a comment that was eaten by the concept, saying that God carved light with the theme of beauty.

I wondered what kind of nonsense it was, but seeing the saintess in real life, it was clear that the reader was also possessed.

Otherwise, I can’t praise her saintly appearance so much!

Tisha is pretty and Elga is also beautiful. However, Kyle considered the saint to be higher than them.

Of course, this is Kyle’s subjective opinion.

If you look at it objectively, the beauty of all three can be said to be similar. It just has a different charm.

However, from Kyle’s point of view, she always wanted to see her saintess.

Even though she is a supporting character, she is more popular than the main character.

It was only natural to have the same absolute crush as now.

‘That voice… yes. It’s the same voice I heard before. That’s right. My guess was correct. She didn’t think that the woman she saw earlier was really a saintess… !’

When he reached that point, Kyle let out a sigh of relief.

She asked if she couldn’t even do this.

There are overflowing novels with only patterns, only shells, and only names of saints.

I was worried about what would happen if this saint was not this saint, but that saint.

Because there are so many articles like that, it’s to the point where classical saints are strange now.

However, all the comments are praises of the saint, the prayer hall of faith that shouts that this is the real saint.

She is relieved once again that she did not do anything rude in front of the saint.

“To be honest, it was a bit of a struggle to get here. She wandered like a lost lamb, like a child who lost her parent’s hand, and came to an unknown place. There, I also met a miracle. The person who did not treat strangers recklessly and kindly taught them the way. Really thank you I would like to call such people miracles.”

It’s even a miracle! He called me a miracle! Saintess! Saintess!!

“Kyle John Nassen.”

I’m so moved that I’m about to welcome the saintess once again with my eyes full.

From where else did they appear? Those black men blocked Kyle’s way.

“Oh, wait. Wait. Not now. Not today.”

“Let’s go to the dean’s office.”

“Isn’t today a holiday? It’s Victory Day!”

“That’s right. It’s Victory Day.”

“But while everyone rests, the Empire’s rust eaters don’t.”

“So, let’s go together. Everyone is waiting.”

“No….”

Looks like it’s finally here. It seems the story is finally over.

Yeah, I wanted to be quiet somehow. Freshman Jon Nassen did the job.

They had a duel, where he broke the sword with his bare fist.

‘Whew.’

Kyle sighed and looked at Tisha.

Of course, from her point of view, two dark men appeared and tried to take her Kyle, and she was very surprised and embarrassed.

“I’ll be back in a minute, Tisha.”

“Yes? Where?”

“Anyway, it happened during a welcome party for freshmen. I think we should talk about that.”

Who will it be this time? Academy Dean? Or the Minister of Education?

Whoever it is, I hope it ends soon. I want to finish it quickly and see the saintess.

There are also excuses that have been thought of in advance.

This side did not provide the cause, nor did they propose a duel.

It’s just that I was unlucky and got swept up in it, a kind of victim.

‘By the way….’

Stepping into her dean’s office, Kyle sensed something was off about her.

She feels unusual energy. She’s definitely in the dean’s office, but it seems like she’s in a completely different place.

The reason is probably because of the situation where the dean and some people she has seen for the first time are all kneeling down on her knees.

‘… What is this again, Shiva?’

I can’t grasp the situation at all, so I try to look around.

“Kyle, by John Nassen Nam, falls on her knees before the Imperial Family.”

The unexpected happened.