How the Psionic Prince Overcomes Reversal and Obsession

20 – Sky Tower Invitation (2)

Cardinal Marilyn struggled for a while, then took a deep breath and regained her complexion.

“sorry. I’m not feeling well… .”

I nodded and asked again the purpose of her visit.

“Cardinal, that’s why you visited today… ?”

She hesitated a little, then asked cautiously.

“Prince Regid, are you planning to enter the Sky Tower again in the future?”

I was silent for a moment at that unexpected question.

‘Why are you asking this question?’

I rolled my head for a while to understand her intentions, then nodded and answered.

“Perhaps my sister-in-law will be against it, but I plan to enter whenever there is a chance in the future.”

“I see.”

“Has the cardinal come to oppose the same as your sister?”

Cardinal Marilyn shook her head.

“To be honest, I want to do the same, but the Goddess gave me an oracle.”

“What do you mean?”

“As a servant of the Goddess, I cannot stop the prince, who possesses the lumber of a new saint of this era, from entering the Sky Tower following the words of the goddess.”

I don’t agree with the word saint’s lumber, but it means that I have no intention of opposing it anyway.

“Then, the reason why you came today is… ?”

“It’s because of the invitation ticket the prince got.”

The Goddess Church also organized priests, paladins, and ordinary believers who received the mark as a separate copycat temple army.

Currently, they are actively attacking the Sky Tower in order to follow the goddess’s oracle.

‘Come to think of it… .’

I suddenly remembered the paladin among the 4 members of the raid team that I was with from the previous round until the end.

She is also known as an early attacker.

‘Was his name Nelib?’

By now, she must be climbing the Sky Tower, belonging to the Crusade somewhere.

She was so reticent that we hardly ever talked to her, but I remember her amazing skills.

“Are you asking me to give up my invitation to the members of the church?”

Cardinal Marilyn shook her head hastily.

“no. Similar but different.”

“… ?”

“I’m not afraid to tell you this, but could I possibly get the invitation?”

“Yes?”

Like a salesperson somewhere, Cardinal Marilyn suddenly started promoting herself vigorously.

“Even if I look like this, as a former Heretic Inquisitor, I have only mastered one mace!”

“Heretic Inquisition… Mace… ?”

“In addition, various divine magic through divine power and even healing power! When the prince enters the sky tower in the future, I can be a reliable companion!”

I hope this woman… .

“Are you saying you want to get an invitation and become my colleague?”

Cardinal Marilyn smiled broadly and replied broadly.

“Exactly! Let’s attack the Sky Tower together with me!”

“that’s… .”

I was speechless for a moment because of the intense momentum.

‘Certainly, the higher up the Sky Tower, the better it would be to have a priest in charge of healing.’

The cardinal has again promoted himself.

“Even if you look at the examples of sky towers in the past before the renewal, there are also vast classes that need to camp in the middle.”

“That is true.”

“There will be circumstances where you cannot immediately retreat, so a priest who can handle divine healing will be of great help! If it’s just the two of us… Even if you stay together for days and days, you will be able to maintain your best condition!”

His behavior is a little strange, but surprisingly, his claim has its own basis.

‘Certainly, having at least one priest should be comfortable.’

“Prince, how are you?”

Cardinal Marilyn came close to me, as if to get a quick answer.

After thinking for a while, I… … But he shook his head.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t think that’s possible.”

Her eyes widened as she did not know that she would be rejected.

“Uh, why… .”

“I already have someone in my heart to give an invitation to.”

“That, who is that?!”

In the meantime, I have been asked countless interview questions about who I will give the invitation to, but I have been putting off the answer so far.

‘I’ve thought about it enough, so it’s okay to decide soon.’

I turned my head and called out to the woman standing to one side.

“Sir Peria. Come closer.”

“… !! Me, you mean me?”

Feria, the escort knight, stuttered with a shocked face.

Judging from the circumstances, he must have guessed who the invitation would go to.

Complex emotions swirled across her face: surprise, joy, and wonder.

Feria came hesitantly to me and the cardinal.

“Ser, I can’t tell her… ?”

Cardinal Marilyn, for some reason, trembled all over and looked back at both sides of me and Feria over and over again.

It’s like you can’t accept this reality.

It was as if she had been greatly shocked by the fact that Peria, not herself, had been chosen.

‘Did I really want an invitation ticket?’

I patted Feria on the shoulder and looked back at the cardinal with an apologetic face.

“I’m sorry, but I decided to use the invitation ticket I got this time for my own knight, Sir Peria.”

“ah… .”

“Ahh… !”

Exclamations and sighs erupted from the two women at the same time.

“Wow, Prince. How dare I… .”

I lightly massaged Peria’s shoulder as if to encourage her.

“What are you talking about? Aren’t you my escort knight who will always be by my side? Of course, we should be together in the Sky Tower.”

Peria has a history of betraying humanity by selling her soul to the devil in the previous episode.

If you gain her loyalty by taking care of every opportunity like this, you can greatly reduce the probability of that.

Besides, judging from the sheer talent of Feria herself, it was by no means a wrong choice.

“Now I only have you. Please stay by my side and help me.”

It continues to stimulate and elevate loyalty with this and that.

“Prince… .”

Tears like clear dewdrops began to fill Feria’s eyes.

I inadvertently reached out and wiped away her tears with my fingers.

“Don’t cry. Aren’t you a bold ‘woman’?”

“Yeah, it was… .”

Peria laughed softly with a slightly embarrassed face as if embarrassed.

I wiped away her tears with my fingers and ran my hand through her messy bangs to tidy them up.

It was an almost automatic reflex because it was a behavior imprinted by being taught hundreds or thousands of times by older sister Irene when she was young.

Feria was a little taken aback by my hand tidying up her face and hair, then she closed her eyes slightly and carefully lifted her chin.

“Yes… .”

why do you do this

Are you asking me to wash my face in earnest and tidy up my hair?

It was then.

At the exquisite timing, as if he was aiming for it on purpose, a strange sound came from somewhere.

“Sigh, whimper… .”

“??”

I turned my head to see Cardinal Marilyn sniffing, covering her eyes with both hands.

“Sigh, whimper… I, I also have an invitation… why can’t i… .”

Maybe because of the invitation card now.

‘Crying for this… ?’

It was a truly astonishing obsession with invitations.

At most, it was just creating a warm atmosphere between Feria and the master/servant.

But that warm atmosphere was literally shattered by the sound of sniffling out of nowhere.

“Sniff… I-I can do well… .”

It might have been 300 years ago, but isn’t it the age of gender reversal these days?

Although only 300 years have passed, the remnants of the values of the past era are confusingly entangled in society… … Still, it is a world in which the stereotype that ‘women’ should not easily show tears in front of others is spreading.

In such an era, a woman sheds tears in front of a man like this… ?

‘Was it that shocking and sad?’

Anyway, I felt the need to sort things out.

He walked away from Feria and approached Cardinal Marilyn.

Standing beside her, he spoke softly.

“Cardinal. I’m sorry. As I have already said, it is impossible for Lord Peria to reap anything here, so please understand.”

“Prince… . sniff… .”

The sobbing cardinal suddenly leans his shoulder into my arms.

“Chu, Cardinal?”

“Sniff… .”

I raised both hands for a moment and looked down at her with bewildered eyes.

Considering the values of these days, it must have taken a really big decision for a woman to cry in a man’s arms.

‘What the hell made her like this… ?’

Perhaps there are circumstances that the cardinal cannot tell… .

Suddenly, my heart was heavy, and I couldn’t bear to push her away.

He placed her in his arms and held her by the shoulders, gently stroking her back.

This was also a behavior imprinted in his body as he was taught hundreds or thousands of times by older sister Irene when he was young.

flinch!

As if surprised by my petting touch, the cardinal stiffened for a moment.

Then, he slowly drained his entire body and leaned even more as if clinging to my chest.

“Sniff… I’m a prince… .”

“Cardinal, calm down for now.”

“Ugh… .”

I turned to Peria at the sudden sound.

She was also staring at the cardinal in my arms with reddened eyes, probably feeling sorry for her.

‘but. In a way, it could be seen that Feria herself was chosen instead of the cardinal… .’

As Feria, she must feel a little sorry.

How much time had passed in an awkward atmosphere. The cardinal, who seemed to have calmed down a bit, looked up at me with watery eyes and said,

“sorry. The prince must have a position, but you only forced my circumstances… .”

“Cardinal… .”

“In lieu of that, may I ask you one small favor… ?”

Since you made her sad, it shouldn’t be difficult to do a small favor.

I nodded.

“It seems that he is reluctant to visit the temple because he is busy… . Then, how about I visit the imperial palace instead? Wouldn’t you like to pray with us sometimes like that?”

After a moment of silence, he nodded his head slowly.

‘It’s a bit like a temple, but it doesn’t matter if you pray from a distance.’

No, rather, it might be a good opportunity to indirectly examine the goddess’ reaction while keeping a distance from the temple.

‘I can’t avoid it forever anyway.’

Shouldn’t he be able to guess the intentions of the goddess once he made contact with anything?

Her suggestion unexpectedly pointed out what I needed right now.

“There is nothing difficult. I promise you.”

“Ahh… !”

Cardinal Marilyn smiled as if a flower was in full bloom, as if she had never cried before.

I suddenly turned to Peria.

She was staring at Cardinal Marilyn in my arms with an expressionless face.

‘They seem to be dissatisfied with the increased tedious work.’

I’m sorry, but I can’t help it because it’s just what I need.

* * *

After sending the cardinal back, I and Peria moved back to the study in my villa.

It’s because I felt the need to ventilate the atmosphere.

I went inside my private study, closed the door and locked it.

‘If I do this, no one will disturb me.’

clap clap clap. Knock-!

The sound of the padlock locking shut Feria startled and looked back at me.

“Wow, Prince… ? Why is the lock… .”

“I locked it because it bothers me if there is an interruption.”

“Bababa interrupt… .”

“We need to continue talking about invitations. Because it is an important story, we need to focus on it.”

“ah… .”

After beckoning to Feria, I calmly opened my mouth.

“As I said before, I’m thinking of handing you an invitation to the Sky Tower.”

“… … .”

At those words, Peria made a happy face for a moment, but soon blurred her face.

‘Something reacted… . Did he change his mind in that moment?’

I tilted my head and asked.

“Sir Peria, do you not like it?”

“Prince. With all due respect, may I ask you a question before that?”

she asked in a slightly dark, subdued voice.

‘what? The atmosphere isn’t unusual.’

It was such a gloomy atmosphere that I wouldn’t be surprised if he betrayed me right away and stabbed me with a sword.

Peria quietly opened her mouth and asked.

“I have heard that the regular attackers of the Sky Tower grow stronger and stronger with the mysterious power of the Sky Tower as they overcome each ordeal.”

I nodded.

“It is true.”

“Perhaps… … Even if you are originally a weak person, if you overcome the ordeal as a regular attacker of the Sky Tower, will you be able to change into a healthy body… ?”

It was a matter of no need to worry.

I nodded my head with a natural face.

“Becoming a Sky Tower player doesn’t immediately make the sickness or wound go away. However, if you keep attacking the tower, you will become stronger and finally get rid of the disease on your own. It is quite possible.”

“… … .”

“In addition, aren’t various unusual drugs and items given as rewards in the process? Considering those… .”

Feria looks up at me silently with shaky eyes.

“But why do you ask?”

clap. Then she suddenly unsheathed her sword and set it down at her feet.

“Sir Peria, what now… .”

I secretly raised my psionic energy.

It’s very unfortunate… … If she shows any aggressive behavior, today will be her last.

‘It’s a waste to get blood on the carpet and books, so I’ll have to take care of it. If you break or tear the body, blood will splatter, so twisting is appropriate.’

The dry and cold sensibility of the previous episode creeps into my heart.

Meanwhile, Peria’s abnormal behavior continued.

clap. clap. Tuduk.

She took off the armor she was wearing one by one and set it off on the floor.

Before she knew it, she was wearing thin clothes that were comfortable for her activities.

Feria, who had approached me while secretly preparing for telekinesis, lowered her stance with a thud.

“Prince!!”

“… ?”

Unarmed and unarmed, she crouched down to the upper body and came down as if she were sticking to the floor.

back… .

I didn’t notice it because of the armor, but Feria seemed to have a surprisingly voluptuous chest.

Her chest is pressed against the floor and pushed out of the side of her torso.

Seeing that, I was suddenly intrigued.

‘Wouldn’t it hurt if my chest was pressed like that?’

As much as it was the thin clothes worn under the armor, the elastic and healthy body of Peria lying at my feet was revealed as it was.

Maybe it’s because I worked for a long time wearing armor.

Her black undergarments shimmered through her white clothes, which were drenched in sweat in places.

The back of her neck, which was naturally exposed in the process of touching her forehead to the floor, was slightly wet with sweat.

Sararak… . A few strands of her dark hair flowed down and clung to the nape of her sweaty neck.

The fresh and sweet scent unique to virgins mixed with sweat soon began to linger in the study.

“Prince… .”

“… … .”

Watching Feria kneeling at my feet like this… … .

For some reason, a strange sense of duty rose up, as if I had to put a foot on my head.

‘What are you thinking?’

I brushed off the absurd thoughts I had inadvertently with a laugh.

Meanwhile, Feria moved slowly and carefully kissed my instep.

“Sir Peria… ?”

After she kissed my feet, she begged in a trembling voice.

“Your Highness the Prince… This lowly servant beseeches you with an earnest heart… .”