I Will Buy Divine Power With Money! - Chapter 249

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“….”

I looked back and forth between Trisha, Mikhail, and Rute with a dazed expression.

However, the three direct descendants of Siery had already reached an agreement and wore peaceful faces.

“To the youngest who hasn’t even been born yet, House of Siery? …Really?”

Only I found this situation surprising.

“What can we do? That bastard Rute got so excited hearing he’d have a sibling that he wants to hand over the family.”

Fortunately, she didn’t seem to have morning sickness as Trisha spoke while eating the steak Mikhail had cut into small pieces for her.

I looked at Rute.

His handsome face was filled with bright light.

“He says he’ll only handle ducal duties until the child is born. Once the child is born and I finish my postpartum recovery, he’ll hand everything back to me.”

“What? He won’t even wait until the child grows up?”

“He says he can’t wait that long, so what can I do? I can’t break that brat’s stubbornness.”

Trisha clicked her tongue.

Though Rute was the duke, he hadn’t been able to properly handle his duties due to his illness from the ‘Evil’ poison, so Trisha had been taking care of almost everything.

So there wouldn’t be much problem with Trisha handling ducal affairs, but….

Still, Rute could handle things until the child became an adult, so why insist on handing it over immediately?

He can’t wait? For what?

“If I live as a duke, I can’t see you often. So I want to quit and just be the Holy Maiden’s lover.”

Rute looked at me and smiled brightly.

I felt like I might be purified even though I’m not ‘Evil.’

Whether it was because of his terrifying beauty or his absurd nonsense, I was left speechless.

“You’d kick away the position of Duke Siery because you hate being apart from me…?”

“Yeah.”

Are you in your right mind…?

“I have no attachment or greed for the ducal position, but I’m overflowing with greed for the position as the Holy Maiden’s lover. So quitting being a duke is the right choice.”

A headache came rushing in.

I unconsciously pressed my forehead.

“The Siery dukedom that everyone else wants, you treat like some old shoe….”

“Just because others want it doesn’t mean I have to want it too. As I said, all I want is the place beside you.”

At Rute’s sweet voice, Trisha, who had been watching us like a spectator, snorted.

“When did you say it was disgusting to see Misha desperately clinging to me, and now you’re doing exactly the same thing.”

“What can I do when this is what I learned from watching?”

Even at Trisha’s words, Rute shrugged with an unaffected expression.

Right, he grew up watching loving parents, so where would that go?

“Of course, that doesn’t mean I’ll cling to you penniless, so don’t worry.”

Rute put a new fork in my weakened hand and smiled brightly.

“Even if I return the dukedom, I’ll continue being the head of Lumen Trading Guild. So our Holy Maiden who loves money can earn money without worry.”

Rute declared confidently that he’d keep the trading guild, one of House Siery’s financial lifelines.

Honestly, that was somewhat reassuring.

Since there were quite a few businesses I’d started with Rute.

“And I’ll also secure one of the marquis titles that Siery holds. How could the Holy Maiden’s lover not have a single title?”

I couldn’t help but laugh at his words about returning only the Siery dukedom while securing everything necessary.

I should say this is so like Rute.

“…Are you two okay with this?”

I turned my head toward Trisha and Mikhail.

Even though the heir they’d raised was throwing everything away and running off with only the choice bits, the two didn’t seem angry and nodded with nonchalant expressions.

“That bastard and the child in my belly are both our children, so what. And no matter how I think about it, this one doesn’t seem like they’ll have a worse temper than Rute. It might actually be fortunate.”

Trisha spoke seriously.

Hmm, certainly Rute boasts an unparalleled temper even in House Siery, famous for bad tempers.

No matter how bad it gets, the probability of being more serious than Rute is very slim.

“Besides, we were somewhat expecting it.”

At Mikhail’s words, I widened my eyes.

“Since Rute didn’t hide at all that he wanted to be by Lady Ordel’s side. If it weren’t for the family rule that House Siery must be inherited by direct descendants, he would have quit long ago.”

I don’t know whether to be surprised that the two already knew everything, or that Rute actually follows family rules.

“And one more thing. Honestly, Shasha and I were worried sick thinking Rute would die without ever having a romance.”

“….”

Right, where would there be a woman capable of handling Rute’s temperament?

There’s no one but me, who’s more stubborn than him.

“But to think that Lady Ordel, who’s more trustworthy than anyone, would take him away—do you know how sorry, no, how grateful we are? So compared to that, the dukedom is nothing.”

That seemed like his true feelings just now.

But at Mikhail’s impenetrable expression, I pretended not to hear.

“Thank you, Lady Ordel. For saving both us and Rute. If it weren’t for you, we would never have had a second child.”

Mikhail smiled happily and tightly clasped Trisha’s hand.

The reason the harmonious couple didn’t have a second child was to protect the sick Rute.

But thanks to me, Rute’s health improved, and hope for a complete cure arose, putting their minds at ease.

As if learning of that fact, their second child came to them like a miracle.

“Lady Ordel is House Siery’s great benefactor.”

“Hmm, that’s embarrassing.”

I scratched my cheek with an awkward expression.

It’s not wrong, but still, I don’t know what to do with myself when they’re so grateful.

“If that bastard gives you trouble, tell me anytime. I’ll give him a good beating.”

Trisha spoke confidently while eating her last piece of steak.

Rute snorted, asking if she could really do it.

I looked back and forth at the mother and son who had a bad yet good relationship, then shrugged.

“It’s fine. I can do it myself.”

Why borrow someone else’s hands?

If I put my mind to it, I can use all the power of the Three Sovereign Gods and punish him myself.

“….”

“….”

“….”

At my words, Trisha and Mikhail looked intently at Rute.

“…Don’t worry. I’ll behave well.”

The silent Rute tightly grasped my hand as if acting cute.

“You should.”

When I smiled sweetly at him, Rute clung to me as if hanging on with both hands.

At that sight, Trisha and Mikhail burst into loud laughter simultaneously.

“He’s met his match, met his match.”

“Thanks to Lady Ordel, I’m seeing many new sides of my son. As expected of Lady Ordel. Thank you so much.”

For a while, laughter continued unabated in the restaurant.

It was laughter that swept away all the dark clouds that had hung over House Siery for so long.

* * *

Five days later.

Finally, the day of the triumph ceremony that everyone had been waiting for dawned.

People who had been waiting only for this day set aside all their worries and rejoiced, scattering flowers.

Countless people gathered toward the Imperial Capital where the event would be held.

Unlike usual, the wide-open palace gates welcomed everyone regardless of noble or commoner status.

People were greatly excited at the thought of finally seeing the war heroes properly.

“There! It’s starting!”

While chattering in anticipation of the grand triumph ceremony, someone shouted loudly.

All the people who had been waiting in orderly fashion turned their heads.

Knights carrying massive banners appeared first at the end of the road.

The banners bore crests symbolizing those who had achieved great merit in the war, including the Imperial Family’s crest, the Three Sovereign Gods, and the Four Ducal Houses.

At the sight of knights clad in silver armor, people’s hearts swelled with emotion.

Soon the knights split to either side, raising their banners high.

Through that space, the main figures of the war appeared.

Traditionally, triumph ceremonies are led by the triumphant general who achieved the greatest merit in war.

Since the new Crown Prince had participated in the war, people expected the triumphant general would naturally be the Crown Prince.

There was also a need to lend her strength.

However.

“Oh, oh my, it’s, it’s the Holy Maiden!”

“It’s the Holy Maiden of the Sun God!”

The person who revealed herself between the fluttering banners was none other than Holy Maiden Ordel of the Sun God, mounted on a massive black horse.

Long pink hair flowing in the wind, a golden crown symbolizing the sun upon her head, gorgeous and beautiful ceremonial robes that only the Holy Maiden could wear.

And even her clear golden eyes.

Though she had felt striking during the departure ceremony, seeing Ordel again, she was incomparably more eye-catching than before.

To the point where it created the illusion that only Ordel existed in this world.

Beyond a simple Holy Maiden, it was as if a divine representative had descended to this land.

One who received the will of not just the Sun God, but all Three Sovereign Gods.

“…Great Holy Maiden.”

Someone muttered that in a daze.

A Holy Maiden above Holy Maidens.

Great Holy Maiden was the word that perfectly described Ordel right now.

At the sight that was beyond sacred and sent shivers down their spines, people couldn’t help but gasp in admiration.

It was a moment that would remain in continental history, transcending the Empire.

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