I’m The Brave Puppy That Will Save The Villainess - Chapter 44
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Episode 44
Chloe suddenly recalled the day she first met this small child.
“Don’t call me Sister. I don’t care whether you get adopted into our family or not.”
“….”
“You’re not my little sister. There’s only one person I acknowledge as my family.”
…That’s what she had said before driving her away.
Chloe looked down at the child.
The child had an extremely earnest look in her eyes.
As the silence grew longer, she even squeezed her eyes tightly shut.
Watching the child clasp her hands together as if praying, she slowly opened her mouth.
“…Do.”
“Yes?”
“Do as you wish.”
The child’s eyes snapped open.
Those violet eyes looking at her were, well, so very….
Chloe habitually averted her gaze.
So.
She didn’t see the pure white, waterfall-like stream of light that sparkled and flowed from Coco’s hands at that moment.
“Yes! Me, really truly. I feel like I can definitely become Sister’s real little sister and come back!”
Coco laughed with a “heh” and clenched her fists tightly.
“So, I’m definitely going to call you Sister! Really, definitely!”
* * *
“I greet the Priest.”
“Then I shall enter the subspace for a while to prepare for tomorrow’s ceremony.”
The Priest, Pygmalion’s Special Ability was ‘Warehouse Creation’.
It was an ability that created his own warehouse, where he could demonstrate Divine Ability inside it.
In terms of class alone, it was mid-level Cidian-class.
However, because it was so rare, it was classified as a special ability.
“Grasping the Holy Grail to create a Sacred Mark is a sacred task called ‘God’s ceremony’.”
“Priest, you’re truly amazing.”
So it made sense that he would enter the subspace to charge his Divine Power, the servants murmured.
Leaving them behind, Pygmalion activated his ability and smiled warmly.
But that smile disappeared without a trace after he created a Small Room-sized subspace.
He looked around, surveying his surroundings.
“There it is, the Real Holy Grail.”
He let out a keuheuheu laugh.
Duchess Lucretia had no intention of adopting Coco as her daughter.
Whether Blessed Child or whatever, she had keenly judged that it would block her path forward.
So she borrowed the hands of a Master Craftsman to create a fake Holy Grail.
But all those with Special Abilities could sense the subtle Divine Blessing from Sacred Relics.
How could a mere fake Holy Grail dare to imitate even Divine Blessing?
“So, the only one qualified for this job is Priest Pygmalion.”
“Yes? Why is that?”
“Because your Special Ability is Warehouse Creation.”
Put the real Holy Grail in the warehouse, and always stay near the Holy Grail himself.
Then people would mistake the subtle Divine Blessing flowing from his warehouse as coming from the fake Holy Grail.
It was a plan that exquisitely exploited human cognitive errors.
But this plan also had a problem.
Wasn’t there an old saying that birds hear words spoken during the day, and mice hear words spoken at night?
“Since that Child’s Special Ability is Animal Affinity, be careful of all animals.”
He burst out in a keuhahahat sneer.
‘But there’s always a higher Special Ability above a running one.’
How could a mere girl with Animal Affinity possibly overwhelm him?
‘Even if she uses Animal Affinity to tail me.’
Pygmalion was confident he wouldn’t be caught by any animals.
He stuck out his fat belly and straightened his back.
All he had to do was stay in this subspace, then come out carrying the Holy Grail he’d switched with a fake.
‘Though I planned it myself, it’s quite an exquisite scheme.’
He closed his eyes with a satisfied smile.
After finishing all this business.
Soon, financial compensation sent by Duchess Lucretia, in the name of Divine Blessing, would reach him.
‘Then, I’ll finish all this annoying priest work and flee overseas.’
Pygmalion’s eyes flashed.
* * *
The next morning, inside the Hall where the ceremony would be held.
Duke Ardos, the Elder Council Grandfathers, and even the Family House’s Main Family Line had all gathered.
With grim determination, I headed toward the Elder Council Grandfathers, thoroughly washed and dressed up.
I pressed my tired eyes shut while watching the Elder Council Grandfathers chattering away wildly.
Anyway, I stood proudly in front of the Family House’s Hall like that.
On the ornate table, the Holy Grail was placed.
“Should I hold it now?”
“Yes.”
Priest Pygmalion, who had been staring at me intently, soon wore a sneer.
Not even telling me the detailed procedure made him seem just like a villain.
One side of my chest trembled with excitement.
‘Finally, the day I become Sister’s real younger sibling!’
I’ll quickly run to Sister and call her Sister!
And so.
I quietly but clearly grasped the Holy Grail.
“Ah.”
…But even holding the Holy Grail, there was no change whatsoever around me.
“You don’t seem to feel anything, is that right?”
“…”
“Oh my, if it were real, you would have been sucked into the mana stream inside the Holy Grail.”
“…”
“It must be fake.”
At those words, I could hear the Council of Elders muttering and commenting one by one.
“…”
“Truly regrettable, but it was a predicted result. Even during brief contact, no Sacred Mark appeared.”
As Priest Pygmalion ran his mouth freely, public opinion flowed very unfavorably.
But I gripped the handle of the Holy Grail tightly with an expressionless face.
A cup with incredibly intricate imprinting.
The subtle feeling of receiving Divine Blessing that all special ability users would unconsciously feel when faced with a Sacred Relic.
But this…
“Surely I can feel the holiness of the Holy Grail from this place…!”
“How do you plan to prove it, Little Master?”
In the chaos that erupted from my accusation.
I remained calm.
And I looked at only one person.
And Sister, who had been standing like a ghost behind Duke Ardos in the Direct Blood Relatives’ section, rose and spoke.
“I’ll prove it.”
I grinned as I watched Sister Chloe walk toward the table.
Right then.
I could see pitch-black shadows rippling behind Sister’s back.
* * *
And so, the entire story goes back to last night.
Unlike Coco, who was peacefully eating dried persimmons and sleeping, Caligo was following Priest Pygmalion.
Because something was strange.
‘He can clearly talk to spirits and see light, so why hasn’t his Sacred Mark manifested?’
It was puzzling that although Coco clearly possessed an outstanding Special Ability, no Sacred Mark appeared when he briefly touched the Holy Grail.
And…
‘I sense an ominous aura from inside that warehouse.’
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