I Became the Wife of the Hero Who Killed Me - Chapter 114

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#Episode 114

 

Brother Matthew began pouring out unsolicited stories while pretending to be friendly.

 

Apart from the flood on my back, I was also curious about Vincent’s whereabouts.

 

If he was in the Imperial Capital, I wanted to interrogate him about what exactly he had said to the Minister of the Inquisition, but Edwin, whose eyes were attached to the soles of his feet, had such a broad range of ‘possibilities’ that there was no chance to ask.

 

How could one be jealous of a priest who couldn’t possibly meet women?

 

‘No, he was already hopeless from the moment he started being jealous of Count Baron before the priest thing.’

 

Anyway, just as I was about to listen to Brother Matthew’s words.

 

“Your words are disrespectful to the Duchess. She is not your friend.”

 

“What?!”

 

Matthew, who had flared up, shouted angrily and turned around.

 

Sister Judith had appeared at some point and interjected into our conversation with her characteristic cold expression.

 

“You should learn the meaning of confidentiality again.”

 

“What does it matter? If it’s about Lombard, it’s practically her own business anyway?!”

 

“Even so, the Duchess is an outsider.”

 

Sister Judith, who declared this firmly, glanced at me and muttered.

 

“Though the story would be different if you accepted Cardinal Godric’s proposal.”

 

“….”

 

That terrifying proposal to become a colleague?

 

‘No, wait, that wasn’t a joke? How does even Sister Judith know about it?!’

 

Actually, Matthew seemed younger than me and his behavior was as light as dandelion seeds, so I felt relatively comfortable with him, but Sister Judith was completely different.

 

With her cold gaze, emotionless voice, and suffocatingly strict atmosphere, she was literally the epitome of an ‘Inquisitor.’

 

When such a person spoke directly, it made me even more frightened and my body trembled.

 

Anyway, after Judith had dealt with Matthew, she belatedly greeted me.

 

“It’s been a while, Duchess.”

 

“Ah, haha….”

 

“Have you come to see our Cardinal? If so, you’ve come at a perfect time. He just finished his afternoon prayers and is taking a walk in the garden, so if you go in now, you should be able to meet him right away.”

 

I tried to shake my head.

 

If there were three ministers, I had hoped there might be a chance for me to choose.

 

But how did this happen?

 

“Sister. Have you finally become interested in establishing true justice on this land?”

 

When I came to my senses, I was sitting in front of Godric, the Minister of the Inquisition, whom I had wanted to avoid most among the three.

 

That miserable process was so unfair that just thinking about it made me want to cry, so I’ll refrain from talking about it.

 

Anyway, when I instinctively trembled, Godric muttered about whether the weather was cold and added more firewood.

 

Thanks to that, the flood on my back had now reached the point of forming rivers and seas.

 

“Minister, I have an urgent favor to ask of you.”

 

“I’m not sure if there’s anything I, who came from the Holy Capital, can do for the Duke’s wife.”

 

“It’s not a favor for me, but for the citizens.”

 

Thinking of the dying child and the parents who knelt and shed tears, there was no time to delay.

 

I steeled my resolve and began explaining everything that had happened so far.

 

* * *

 

Godric gazed intently at the woman who was earnestly pleading before him.

 

‘To think such an innocent soul exists in this secular world…’

 

He thought that if she had been born in Arzenbach, the promised land, she might have become God’s beloved child.

 

But fate is always cruel.

 

For someone with such a soul to be born outside the Holy Capital, her life could never have been smooth.

 

She could not call wrong things right, nor could she call corrupt things just.

 

Godric could tell at a glance that she was the type who wouldn’t hesitate to sacrifice even her life to uphold her beliefs.

 

Her noble status might have served as a shield to protect her, but even that didn’t seem to be adequate protection.

 

She was completely different from the noisy rumors circulating in society.

 

An Imperial Family member who bowed her head for the people.

 

‘How could such an upright woman be subjected to such vicious rumors…’

 

It was a moment when another layer was added to Godric’s prejudice against the secular world.

 

“I know this is a difficult request. But please, I beg you to help.”

 

“Hmm.”

 

“Please become a miracle for that pitiful child. But if that’s not possible… I earnestly beg you to at least watch over her final journey.”

 

Having finished speaking, Elisia bowed her head.

 

Godric groaned softly, feeling troubled.

 

Her request consisted of two parts.

 

The first was whether he could bestow a ‘miracle’ upon a child facing death.

 

The second was that if that was impossible, she hoped he would personally perform the last rites to comfort the child and parents.

 

‘Did that boy Vincent lie to me?’

 

Divine Power was the most powerful weapon possessed by the Holy City Arzenbach.

 

Therefore, outsiders experiencing Divine Power without the Pope’s permission was absolutely forbidden.

 

But from what he heard, it seemed Elisia had already been healed by Vincent before.

 

Even Judith and Matthew, who couldn’t possibly be unaware of this fact, had kept their mouths shut.

 

Only Godric had been left in the dark until the end.

 

‘It seems she’s already receiving the beloved children’s affection.’

 

They were those who could see the form of souls.

 

So it would have been more difficult for them not to show affection toward such a pure soul.

 

Feeling somewhat disturbed, he answered.

 

“I cannot grant your first request, Madam. Raising someone whose life hangs by a thread is a miracle that only God can perform.”

 

Divine Power was merely the ability to accelerate the speed of healing.

 

For someone already standing at death’s door, no amount of Divine Power would be of any use.

 

“However, performing the last rites is not difficult. Leading the lamb who seeks God is our mission.”

 

“Really?!”

 

“Though I’m not sure if the Palace will allow me entry.”

 

“Oh, don’t worry about that. I’m notorious for having a terrible temper, so when I throw a tantrum, they immediately clear the way for me. That’s how I got in and out of the Restricted Zone too.”

 

“…?”

 

One layer of Godric’s prejudice against the secular world was about to be peeled away.

 

In any case, what Godric was worried about was different from what Elisia was thinking.

 

Despite three ministers being dispatched from the Holy Capital, the reason they had to confine themselves to the monastery was due to the Emperor’s interference.

 

When they were first invited, he had used all sorts of sweet words, but once they actually arrived, he began blocking their every action.

 

When they tried to hold prayer meetings, the Imperial Army would chase them down and stop them; when they tried to give sermons, they were blocked; even their relief activities were repeatedly prevented.

 

Secretary of State Nonna had formally protested about this, but the Imperial Palace only kept delaying and provided no response whatsoever.

 

Now they had no choice but to believe it.

 

Duke Lombard’s warning that Vittorio IV was plotting a conversion…

 

In this situation, Godric entering the palace for last rites was a considerable political burden for Elisia.

 

‘Yet she rushed here anyway. Solely for the sake of the common people.’

 

What a truly upright woman.

 

Except for Pope Leonel II, he had never seen anyone with such a noble sense of calling.

 

Though her methods were somewhat rough—throwing tantrums—whether from the position of a politician as a minister or from the position of a priest as a cardinal, this proposal was impossible to refuse.

 

Having made up his mind, Godric rose from his seat.

 

“Since the patient’s condition is said to be critical, we should depart immediately.”

 

“Thank you so much!”

 

“Please wait just a moment before that.”

 

If they were going to cause a scene anyway, it would be better for everyone’s safety to make it as big as possible.

 

Godric handed a hastily scribbled letter to his assistant priest.

 

It was a request for the other two ministers to accompany him.

 

* * *

 

“Wh-what did you just say? You’re going to marry me off to the king of barbarians?!”

 

At the same time, Rosalind had been summoned by the Emperor and was in the Solar Palace.

 

Since there had been a small incident at the tournament, she had prepared herself for a few words of scolding.

 

Nigel was having quite a hard time trying to prevent rumors from spreading.

 

But the words that came from her Imperial Father’s mouth far exceeded her imagination.

 

A state marriage with Karl II of Pavia had been decided.

 

To be banished to a backwater place that was worse than even Lombard, let alone Marsen, and become queen there…!

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