Spring in My Grasp - Chapter 27

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(27) The Chosen of God

“I only came out to buy what I needed.”
I replied curtly.
“Then buy that too.”
Good grief! There was simply no reasoning with him on matters like this. Resigned, I shifted my focus to at least purchasing the essentials I required. Given Alexis’s current state, I couldn’t possibly carry much more. His hands were already so laden with purchases that there was barely a sliver of space between the items.
‘At least let me get some meat.’
It was the most pressing necessity. I had just reached for meat at the market stall and was about to inquire about the price when—
Crash!
A deafening sound erupted from a distance.
“Out of the way!”
With a thunderous clatter, a carriage came barreling directly into the square. The horse was already rearing wildly out of control, and the driver lay sprawled on the seat. Instead, a young nobleman sitting beside him gripped a wine bottle, his face flushed crimson and his tongue slurred.
“Haha! Today I am the knight!”
The Drunken Noble yanked at the reins as though it were all a game.
“Everyone move!”
In an instant, screams engulfed the square. Merchants abandoned their stalls and fled, children wailed and clung to their parents. And the carriage hurtled directly toward me.
“Rowan!”
I had positioned Alexis at a distance while I haggled over meat prices. The moment he saw the carriage bearing down on me from across the square, he hurled all his purchases to the ground and bolted toward me with lightning speed.
Ornate decorations, bolts of fine cloth, and small trinkets—everything he’d been carrying tumbled across the stone pavement and shattered. Yet his eyes saw only me.
‘A truck….’
Hadn’t I been struck by a truck before? I was completely paralyzed by terror, unable to move. The carriage bore down on me with terrifying force. I had no time to dodge—it slammed into me. The violent impact sent me reeling, my body crashing onto the stone ground and rolling across it. For a moment, time seemed to stop.
“Rowan!”
Alexis rushed forward and caught my fallen form in his arms. The runaway carriage was already disappearing into the distance. Then came another thunderous crash as it struck something else. But Alexis’s mind was blank. His entire body trembled violently.
“I’ll… get the Physician….”
The words barely came out. His breath caught in his throat as though someone were strangling him.
“Hurry, the Physician…. Let’s go. I’ll… right now….”
At that moment, my eyes fluttered open slightly.
“Sa….”
I whispered. Alexis continued shouting, unaware that his own face was streaming with tears.
“Hurry to the Physician. Let’s go. I’ll do it right now.”
“Sa….”
My eyes blinked weakly.
“Save….”
Save me.
Unable to finish even those words, my eyes closed. The body Alexis held went limp.
“Rowan!”
He cried out in anguish.
“No!”
Alexis rushed forward and swept me into his arms. My limbs went limp, falling uselessly toward the ground as blood poured from my suddenly pallid body in steady rivulets.
“No!”
Alexis clutched me desperately, as though I were his last salvation, frantically trying to staunch the bleeding. But it was futile. The color drained from my face with each passing moment.
“Never! I won’t allow it!”
Then it happened. A blinding radiance erupted from his body. Like someone engulfed in tremendous light, Alexis radiated an immense energy that seemed to consume the very air around him. The luminescence spreading from his fingertips converged upon my torn wound, moving gently and deliberately across the injury in soft, deliberate circles.
“What… what is this…?”
Astonishment painted the faces of those gathered around us. They stood transfixed, their minds reeling as they beheld the light emanating from his body. Yet Alexis himself remained oblivious, cradling me in his arms, on the verge of losing consciousness entirely.
“Could that possibly be… Holy Power!?”
Someone cried out.
“Holy Power? Then could he be… a Holy Knight!?”
“A miracle!”
Even as the crowd erupted, Alexis remained lost to reason, holding me close. His consciousness had already surrendered. The white light radiating from his body caressed my form like a gentle embrace.
Color gradually returned to my blood-stained face, and my severed breath resumed its rhythm. Moments later, I slowly opened my eyes. Through my hazy vision, Alexis’s face appeared impossibly close, etched with desperate urgency.
“Ah…”
I barely managed to part my lips. At that faint sound, Alexis’s head snapped up. He examined my face intently.
“Why… are you doing this?”
I spoke to him. Alexis, unable to believe what he was seeing, hurriedly inspected my body. Though the floor was slick with my blood, not a single mark marred my skin. It was Alexis who was shocked by this impossible reality.
“Rowan!”
He pulled me into a fierce embrace.
“You’re all right. We need to see the Physician right away. Let’s go, quickly.”
“But… why?”
I bore no resemblance to the woman who had been dying beneath the carriage mere moments before. Though my body felt somewhat drained, there was no pain, no injury. I stared blankly at Alexis, who clung to me and wept like a child.
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News of this incident rippled outward, spreading across the entire Kingdom like waves from a stone cast into still water. It was unprecedented in history. Those blessed with sacred power had always revealed their exceptional nature from childhood. It meant they displayed an extraordinary disposition from birth, fundamentally different from ordinary people.
Yet sacred power had manifested in Alexis, the notorious troublemaker of the Glister Family, infamous as the scandal of high society. Moreover, such formidable sacred power that he had revived a dying woman in so brief a span of time.
The Grand Temple erupted into chaos. The Priests stirred with agitation, and the High Priest issued a solemn command.
“Bring him here.”
Thus Alexis, who had refused to leave Rowan’s side, was forcibly summoned to the Grand Temple. The High Priest’s authority was not merely equal to the King’s—it surpassed it. Even the King could not lay a hand upon one chosen as God’s messenger. Sacred power was precisely that: divine energy bestowed upon those specially favored by God.
“Why have you summoned me so hastily?”
Alexis cried out upon arriving at the Grand Temple.
“My wife is ill!”
I need to be at her side. Alexis clenched his teeth. She had nursed him with such devotion when he was injured, yet they tore us apart at a moment like this. The resentment was unbearable.
“…”
The Grand Temple fell into sacred silence. The High Priest, seated in his elevated position, regarded him calmly. Alexis met his gaze with aggressive eyes.
Luminous stained glass hung from the high domed ceiling of the Holy Temple, and the white marble floor below reflected light like rippling water. Priests and observers gathered for the sacred power examination stood in solemn formation.
“Alexis, second son of the Glister Family.”
The High Priest’s voice resonated through the chamber. Aged and bearing sacred dignity, he held a sacred artifact for the power examination in his hands. A crystal orb encircled with golden ornaments was placed before Alexis.
“What is this?”
Alexis hesitated for a moment.
“You saved your wife with your sacred power, they say.”
The High Priest spoke. In that instant, Alexis froze. He knew people were whispering about them outside, but he did not know the exact rumors circulating about himself. He had remained only in Rowan’s Annex since the moment of her injury. Yet even the Butler and Lea had greeted him with relief that Rowan had been saved.
‘Did I really?’
Honestly, he could not believe it. He, who had never manifested anything until now, suddenly possessed sacred power? Yet if that were true, Rowan’s miraculous survival would be explained.
Alexis slowly surveyed his surroundings. The countless gazes fixed upon him steadied his breathing. He gently extended his hand and placed it upon the orb.
The moment his hand touched the crystal sphere.
A deep resonance thrummed through the Holy Temple.
The interior of the crystal orb flashed with blue light, then silver and golden radiance intertwined and burst forth explosively. The light spreading from the orb shook the entire Grand Temple.
“…!”
The Priests cried out and stepped back. The orb, which normally glowed with a gentle flame, now blazed with dazzling brilliance like a miniature sun. The light emanating from the crystal was powerful enough to shake the entire Grand Temple.
The High Priest gripped the sacred scripture in his trembling hands. His palms were drenched with cold sweat, and his face was contorted with shock.
“Such sacred power as this…”
His voice trembled. The High Priest, who had never been shaken by anything in his entire life.
“I have never witnessed anything like it in all my years!”

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