The Magical Holy Woman Seraphina - Chapter 78

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Magic Saint Seraphina
78
“Not so fast!”
She swung the Bling Hammer, conjuring wind from its arc.
She tried to steer the thick smoke back into the coffin with the gust, but—
“Think that’ll work, Magic Saint?”
All she’d managed was to keep it from advancing beyond her immediate reach.
The employee and manager who’d inhaled the black smoke began hacking violently, coughing.
“You—you always sneak in a minute late for lunch, like nobody notices!”
“Don’t you dare leave early claiming you’re sick! I’m struggling, so whether you collapse or not, you stay at that desk!”
“Ugh! Ugh!”
They seized each other by the collar and began to fight.
The beast abuser laughed at the sight.
“Negative emotions are always stronger than positive ones!”
They’re easy to generate, easy to spread—once anyone lets them loose, there’s no containing them!
Corrupting everyone nearby happens in an instant!
“Love? Justice? Those are just candle flames snuffed out by a single breath! That’s precisely why my master is stronger than you!”
The mockery faded into muffled echoes beyond the smoke.
‘Damn it!’
Afraid of inhaling more smoke if she opened her mouth, she cursed silently and swung the Bling Hammer once more.
What do I do?
Just ignore this and hunt down that creature to pummel it?!
That was when—
Crash!
“Magic Saint!”
“Cassian!”
Cassian burst through the shattered window of the Gelato Shop facing the Plaza.
“Where’s Arden?!”
“On the way!”
He shouted that Arden was trapped by the angry people roaming outside.
“They don’t seem to have their wits about them!”
“But what are you doing here?”
You said you couldn’t fight!
“I’m getting you out!”
“What?!”
“Magic Saint, get out of there!”
“I can’t!”
There are people inside!
She shifted the wind’s direction, blocking the smoke that was drifting toward Cassian. The Bling Hammer, which normally glowed cherry red, now looked as though it had clawed its way up from hell itself.
“And if I back down now, what about the people out there?!”
People driven mad eating love gelato or death gelato!
“They need to be restored to normal too!”
“Give up!”
“What did you say?!”
She turned to face Cassian.
His expression was twisted. Nothing like the usual composed, confident Cassian.
With that twisted face, he cried out.
“Don’t you get it, Seraphina?! This power is far too strong!”
Dozens—hundreds of people are already corrupted!
“Which is exactly why we have to save them now!”
“No! You come first!”
You have to be safe before we talk about anything else!
“There are still so many people left! If you’re going to protect even some of them, I need you alive! So!”
Fall back for now!
……
“I said fall back!”
She stared at Cassian as he shouted.
In the pitch-black smoke, only his silver hair glimmered.
Cassian’s resolve was absolute.
Like someone who had conviction in every word he spoke.
Give up.
It’s the best choice.
“…….”
Look at the situation objectively.
Cassian might be right.
Even if he isn’t, it might still be the wisest path.
I’ve already burned through all three of my spells just holding back this smoke, and even then I’m barely managing to shield myself and Cassian.
Maybe Cassian’s right—retreating now would be the realistic choice.
But.
“Even if it’s realistic to back away, you know as well as I do what the right choice actually is…….”
You have to know what it is, even if you can’t act on it yet.
We might be taking a detour now because there’s no clear path, but the direction we need to go in the end—that much we both know.
And if someone has to keep reminding us of that—
“Isn’t that exactly what a Magic Saint does?”
Being the light in the darkness.
Like Cassian’s eyes shining that pale blue right now through this smoke, burning alone.
I steadied my grip on the Bling Hammer as the wind gradually began to die down.
Cassian’s eyes widened as he watched me.
“What are you doing, Seraphina…….”
I ran straight toward the coffin, still belching smoke.
“Don’t!”
‘Sorry!’
I blocked out Cassian’s voice—raw and desperate behind me.
‘Just how much rage is bottled up in people from this era?’
I’d gathered it from barely a few hundred souls, and this is the result!
‘The world itself is to blame!’
I muttered this bitterly as the smoke poured out without end.
Crack!
My Bling Hammer, its light fading, struck the half-open coffin lid.
The moment I made contact, I knew.
This was a losing fight.
But even so.
Even knowing defeat was certain.
I couldn’t turn away from people in crisis and think only of saving myself.
I just couldn’t do that.
No benefit to it, nothing but burden—and yet I cannot stand by while others suffer and grieve.
I cannot.
When our time comes to face darkness, I believe that same compassion in others’ hearts will save us.
“Is it wrong to wonder if I could be happy with someone I love…….”
In this harsh, unforgiving world, isn’t it precious to care about anything at all?
“You’re saying you only let them express the rage hidden inside them? That’s nonsense!”
We’re adults because we can master our feelings, can channel them!
We don’t just explode every time we’re angry—because we’re grown!
“And another thing! I’m! An adult!”
I can control this!
“Don’t you dare belittle an Adult Magic Saint Woman!”
I tore one trembling hand away from the Bling Hammer. In that instant, I forced it back with pure will against the recoil trying to throw me back.
One step forward.
Two steps forward.
Right up close, I drove my fist straight through the coffin.
★★★★★
Adult Magic Saint Woman Seraphina!
Ultimate Technique!
Fist of Justice!
★★★★★
Today’s lesson!
Think you’re losing?
Magic won’t work?
Then!
Use your strength!
Magic is only for the weak!
“How could you toy with the hearts of people in love? I won’t forgive you!”
Light exploded.
* * *
“That’s it! We’re done! Let only one of us remain in this world! Get your sword!”
“Fine! Let only one of us survive…or so….”
Thump.
“Woof! Woof!”
“Right! I don’t want to live with an ungrateful dog like you either! I’ll give you the house and live on the streets myself, so let’s see how well you manage alone….”
Thump.
Dawn on the streets of Luar, the empire’s capital.
The people and dog who’d been fighting on the street until this hour all collapsed to the pavement.
Arden found himself standing alone in the middle of the road, bewildered—unable to bring himself to push back against imperial citizens who’d come at him looking for a fight.
What on earth was happening? he wondered.
“Woof!”
A small dog appeared from somewhere.
Arden flinched, then recognized the creature as Cassian’s companion, Johann.
“Arf! Arf!”
……
The dog gestured with its front paws, asking why he wasn’t coming—and Arden found himself following without quite understanding why.
Inside Grandma Rimkins’ gelato shop, which lay in ruins.
Cassian stood there first, staring as though his soul had fled his body.
“Brother?”
Arden furrowed his brow, scanning the wrecked shop. “Where’s the Magic Saint?”
Cassian didn’t answer.
He simply stood there, his gaze fixed toward the back of the shop.
“…What are you doing?”
Cassian muttered under his breath.
What are you doing?
You never wanted to be a Magic Saint in the first place.
You said you were only doing it because of the money, that you’d quit after just one year.
You said that if you got hurt, caused trouble, or made even the slightest mistake, your life would be finished.
‘No one would know she appeared here today. If she’d run, she’d be safe.’
Even so, no one would have blamed you for it.
“…Why aren’t you keeping your own promise?”
……But the truth is, I’m not keeping mine either—I came running here, even though I swore I’d turn a blind eye to you and offer no help.
In the end, we’ve both broken our promises to ourselves.
“Brother?”
Arden called out to the silent Cassian.
“Where’s the Magic Saint?”
……
“Don’t tell me she’s in there….”
Arden peered into the kitchen—there had been an explosion—and his breath caught.
“…Is she dead?”
The words escaped him unbidden.
“What are you saying!”
I’m alive!
The Magic Saint Seraphina emerged.
Drenched from head to toe in vanilla and sugar, she wobbled out, everything sticky to the touch.
The Magic Saint Seraphina shook the Bling Hammer once—whipped cream dripping from it—and caught sight of Arden.
Arden flinched without meaning to.
Was she going to embrace him again?
But before Arden could respond, Cassian stepped forward first and pulled the Magic Saint into his arms.

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