The Return of Lilietta - Chapter 83

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Chapter 83

“…I checked. No problems.”

“That’s a relief. But now you can activate Grace without taking out the revolver. Just connect the Oath flow to the butterfly pattern on the bracelet.”

“You made it in just a few days and added that function too? Truly amazing.”

“Enough with the compliments. If there’s no problem, let’s prepare to get properly scolded, my friend.”

Olivia smiled wickedly and pointed to a large mirror hanging on the wall. Recognizing the magic circle carved into the mirror’s frame, Rita involuntarily shuddered.

‘It’s a communication magic circle.’

There’s only one person participating in today’s meeting through communication. Sera Pascal, Beacon’s healer and here known as the Saint of the Shadea Order.

While Olivia chuckled and activated the mirror to connect the communication, Rita recalled Sera from the hero chronicles.

Seraphina Shadea.

Her origins are unclear, but probably from a wandering minority tribe.

Abandoned at a temple as an infant, she naturally grew up receiving priest education, then around age 10, while praying, she awakened tremendous divine power and was immediately summoned to the Shadea Theocracy, recognized as a saint and given the surname Shadea.

Afterward, she was active as a saint representing the Shadea Order normally, but after the disaster, she came into direct conflict with the Order.

‘Divine power is just another form of mana and gods don’t exist… For a saint to claim this in that era, absolutely insane.’

The power called divine force being merely the result of transitional constitution transforming Oath became common sense in the ash era, but currently it’s an age where the Pope holds authority and even issues divine oracles.

Seraphina had long harbored doubts about divine power and gods, agonizing and researching alone, but gained conviction after seeing the disaster break out, divine power become corrupted, and priests transform into demon beasts.

When the existence of Oath was revealed through Emperor Gideon, that conviction became a new conclusion.

What we believed to be god was not some entity or being with self-awareness, but merely the Hive Mind of Oath.

We gave that lump of Oath the name god and hoped it would care for us.

But what it showed us was merely simple interest or reactions to stimuli, not affection. What we believed to be divine oracles was just information stored in the Oath collective.

There is no benevolent god who loves and protects us. We must become independent from the cozy illusion of god. Because only we ourselves can save us.

It was a claim that was subversive beyond radical. Before the disaster, she would have been branded a heretic and burned at the stake.

However, before a disaster that shook the entire world, with the existence of Oath revealed and the truth that the disaster’s cause was mana contamination uncovered, her claims gained power.

Seraphina disbanded the existing Order and headed to the defense lines with those who followed her.

She shattered the preconception that divine power could only be manifested by being chosen by god or having deep faith, establishing the concept that anyone with the right constitution could make an oath and manifest healing abilities like a priest.

She laid the foundation of healing arts and mass-produced healers to support the Demon Beast Defense Force, and despite abandoning her position as saint when leaving the Order, due to her continued devotion and contributions, she was called a saint until her death.

And in history, the name Seraphina Shadea was recorded as the revolutionary who ended the age of religion and the saint who killed god.

Rita remembered the memo left in that section.

They were contemplating and discussing the future after stopping the disaster.

‘They really were all heroes. People recorded in history trying to change history.’

Only I was nothing.

Rita felt slightly dejected, then quickly organized those emotions.

‘What does it matter, I just need to find what I can do and give my best. I have my specialties too.’

And a voice harsh enough to shatter even her remaining thoughts struck her ears.

[Rita Pascal! You wicked candy-head!]

The silver-haired woman who appeared in the mirror immediately shouted upon seeing Lillieta.

[Come here right now and kneel! Kneel and listen to your sister’s words reverently!]

Rita immediately went in front of the mirror and knelt.

Sera Pascal, who had ash-gray hair and gray eyes, had transformed into brilliant silver hair that suited the title of saint perfectly, wearing gorgeous ceremonial robes and even surrounded by a halo, making her naturally adopt a reverent posture.

‘But what’s that halo behind sister’s head? Is it divine magic?’

[There’s a limit to being reckless! What did your sister say! I nagged until my throat hurt telling you to take care of your body, huh? You didn’t listen to a word your sister said and finally drove me crazy? After you became like that, your sister really….]

The nagging continued long like priests’ sermons. Rita stopped thinking and felt like she was being beaten with words, quietly bowing her head.

[You thought of that method in that moment and just did it without consulting anyone? If we had talked together, we might have thought of another breakthrough! Don’t you think about us who would be left behind? And weren’t you afraid of dying? How could you do such a thing without hesitation….]

The saint’s continuous criticism barely stopped at the clear melody that suddenly rang out. She glanced to one side of the mirror and sighed.

[Ah, evening prayer… Instead of doing this nonsense, I should be teaching medicine…. I really wish this damn Order would collapse….]

Sera, who had been grinding her teeth alone, turned her eyes toward Rita.

[Rita, your sister will somehow arrange her schedule and come to Lamcard soon, so let’s talk about the rest when we meet.]

“The rest? There’s more to talk about here…?”

[Did you think it would end with just this much?]

Seraphina’s gray eyes gleamed fiercely. Lillieta hurriedly shook her head.

“No, there’s probably a lot left, yes, I deserve to be scolded more.”

[Good that you know, you reckless canary.]

“Canary?”

[You’re not a red fox anymore, are you?]

Sera chuckled and casually wiped around her eyes. Rita pretended not to see the tears on her fingertips.

[Our wicked canary, your sister will definitely come, so until then stay healthy and please don’t cause any trouble. I’ll come see you soon, understand?]

Her voice became more tearful as she continued speaking. Sera didn’t wait for Rita’s answer and quickly cut the communication while covering her eyes.

Oli approached and checked the mirror where communication had ended, grumbling.

“Good heavens, our Rita even made Sister Sera cry. Sister’s tears are precious.”

“I was wrong….”

Rita replied weakly and got up to plop down on the sofa in the lounge. Having comforted the sobbing Luca as soon as she arrived and then immediately receiving a nagging sermon from Sera, fatigue piled on top of joy. As she slumped limply, Isaiah handed her a cup.

“It’s coffee, junior.”

“Ah, thank you.”

“It’s hot, so be careful.”

As she took the cup and sipped the warm coffee, she felt piercing gazes. Rita lifted her head from the cup and realized all her colleagues in the lounge were staring at her intently, nearly choking.

“What are you all looking at?”

“It’s already miraculous that you returned and are sitting here, but your face has changed too, so it can’t be helped. Just bear with it.”

When Oli replied indifferently, Luca’s face became teary again and he shed tears drop by drop. Isaiah smiled quietly and said.

“Finally I can put a nameplate on the last room. I’ve waited a long time.”

“….”

“Junior, the guest rooms here are personal spaces for our squad members. I’ve furnished them with basic furniture, but if you need anything additional, just say so. I’ll prepare it right away.”

“Ah, Ethan lives here completely. He doesn’t have a separate house.”

Olivia added. Rita put down her cup and asked back.

“Come to think of it, aren’t Ethan and Gid coming?”

“They said they’d be a bit late. Perfect timing, here they come.”

A window on one wall rattled open and a pale figure suddenly entered the lounge. Isaiah clicked his tongue.

“Why does Junior Ethan always go through windows when there’s a perfectly good door.”

“I’m here, I’m dead tired.”

Almost simultaneously, a magic circle in the corner of the lounge emitted light and spat out a person. It was Gideon, perfectly dressed in attire befitting the Crown Prince.

“I’m a bit later than expected. Sorry….”

He who had been speaking dryly trailed off when he made eye contact with Lillieta. His stiff lips crumbled and the corners of his eyes curved gently.

“Rita.”

“Well, well.”

Olivia muttered as if amazed, but Rita couldn’t hear it as she was suddenly embraced by Gideon who had approached with large strides.

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