Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

"... so"

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I'm hugging Rico with my arms pillow and gently stroking his back and talking. Rico is silent all the time, whether he's listening or not. On the contrary, every time I stroke my back from earlier, I'm shaking my body with a pimple. I'm sure it tickles.

"It was a long time ago, but I promised I wouldn't put a woman aside that Rico didn't approve of. I have no intention of breaking that. It has been and will always be."

There are no lies or lies in my words. Women like Rico is good, so far, they all have a good family.

Rico still has his face nodded to my chest. I'll stroke Rico's hair with my right hand, which is wearing an arm pillow. It's crappy like the perm hit me, but I guess I take good care of it every day. Your hair is as smooth as silk and subdued. Years have passed since the day I first embraced Rico, but the beauty of this hair and skin does not fade at all. Embrace Rico and he'll be very healed.

"So that Vieille girl has absolutely nothing to do with it, right?

Rico talks to Mosomoso as he wakes up from my chest.

"Oh, of course. I don't happen to be here today, but you should check with Mato."

"... I get it"

That said, Rico blocked my lips with his own.

"Upp. Rico......"

"Tonight... I won't let you go"

"Rico...... After I gave birth to Eryl, the..."

"What is it?

"I like you a lot... you've become..."

Rico slowly covers me up.

"Linos is bad. Linos... made me such a woman..."

"Rico......"

I spent a lot of time with Rico, slowly, slowly.

The next day, I will move quickly to the junction village of the Crimeanas. Outside the village, thousands of Christians who had not yet suffered from the disease were pushing towards the contiguous village. Outside there was already a barricade of Agarta troops, and the voices of soldiers repeatedly announcing to the gathered Christians that those protected in this village were extremely likely to suffer from Lurovans, that they would not come close.

I'm heading to HQ to hear the hustle and bustle. There, Lafayence and Knogen, as well as Matocal, were gathered.

"Dear Linos..."

Matocal noticed me talking as soon as possible.

"Thank you, Mato. Seems to arrive pretty fast, but did you run your horse all night? I just wanted to say get some rest...... but now that sounds hard huh?

Lafayence is laughing niggardly when she hears my words. Perhaps you're thinking sketchy things in your head. I speak to such an old general.

"General, how are things with the believers you're protecting?

"You're a big man. Unexpectedly."

"Perhaps you are anxious that the disease will recur. The spots have disappeared, but no one knows if the disease has completely healed."

That's what Knogen follows.

"Well, you sure do. The voice of prayer... do you hear me?

"I haven't heard it so far..."

Chirali and Knogen turn their gaze to the bond of the Christians.

"Lord Linos, isn't it just hard for them to make you abandon your religion?

Lafayence opens his mouth. I look at him and I nod slowly.

"Right. You dared to make me swear absolute obedience, but they won't obey so easily. The aim this time was to pull Vieille away from Cassel, so I can say that the initial thought was accomplished. That woman named Vieille has a razor-like brain. As long as that girl was on Kassel's side, we would have stuck around until later. This operation of making people dream comfortably and pull back into reality in order to pull that razor blade turned out better than expected. Furthermore, it was from the shelves that I was able to make Crimeana's followers swear obedience to this side, albeit 500, even in lies. Now on Crimeana's side, there's nothing to say if that boy gets very upset... Well, let's talk about it once and see how they react. First and foremost, what we have to do is not let this disease called Lulowans contagion others. And to find out what caused this disease."

The three of them snorted quietly at my words.

"When the breakfast of the faithful is over, gather them all together once and for all. Guys, what's for breakfast...? Haven't you? Then let's eat too."

That's what I said, we had a taste of the cookout. And then all the followers of the contiguous village were gathered outside the village. I put a great deal of boundaries into that group. When I saw it, at the beginning of it was the figure of Vieille. She was in a state of sudden self-loss, like her soul had fallen out. And a woman who would be the bishop is embracing her. I give my little girls a glimpse and I open my mouth.

"Yeah - oh - well, that - can you hear me? Ohon. King Agarta, it's Linos. Did you sleep well yesterday? Raise your hands if you lost your life in yesterday's phase.... Nobody? All right."

That's what I'm gonna do, correct my posture.

"Yesterday I treated you, Le Lois. I can't tell you how to do that right now, but it's probably supposed to be healing. Well, check this out from our doctors at a later date. That's what I wanted to say today."

I cut off my words and look over at the faithful. Everyone looks uneasy.

"Nothing. I don't mean abandon Crimeanalism."

Every Christian there has a surprise look on his face. I go on with the words.

"I don't care what you believe. It would be Master Crimeana, but Fox or Dragon God...... I don't care if you believe in the Great Demon King."

The faithful begin to bewilder. Everyone's eyes are swimming.

"No, I think I need religion. Believing in something is important. But, you know, few of them know the significance of religion. I think that's the same for you guys."

I slowly look over to my followers. Vieille is still in a state of sudden self-loss.

"Ready? Believing in something is one way to keep your mind calm. When faced with something difficult, Crimeana can hit the cot with her normal heart by thinking that the fox is okay because her ancestors are watching over her. To speak of extremes, death is what humans fear most. I can't do anything if I'm frustrated by that fear. You guys were until yesterday, weren't you? I don't know when I'm going to die. I can't do anything else, tied to fear and praying. Wouldn't you?

The Christians lay their eyes down uniformly. I don't mind keeping my word.

"What a human being, that's what it is. So I wish I could have faced death with my normal heart by believing in something. Why couldn't you keep your normal mind before you died? That's because I wanted something from a believing thing called Crimeana."

In response to the word Crimeana, the gaze of the faithful is directed at me.

"God knows, you can't do anything about it. I'm just watching. That's all."

The facial expressions of the Christians are frozen.

"From God, it's a human thing to do. You're too stupid to look at it. Still, I'm watching you. You shouldn't ask God to do something like that. Thank you. Don't ask for it. You have to behave shamelessly towards that god who's watching over you."

The Christians who quiet back like they hit the water. Vieille's shoulders are trembling in small pieces.

"Besides, religion doesn't control humans, humans have to control religion. You know what? When you're governed by religion, you can kill people in the name of God. What kind of credentials can you take people's lives? I can do such horrible things. If you say it, religion turns people into demons when they do it the wrong way. So people rule religion. You can think of it as one of those tools that keeps your mind normal by believing. Tell you what, I wish I could believe myself. If I can create a believable self, I'll lose everything that's religious. That's what I think. So I'm not asking you guys to abandon Crimeanalism either. You are free to believe. But the only thing you guys believe in, Master Crimeana, is watching. You can't do anything for me. So if you believe, live a shameless way to Master Crimeana. Don't bother people. Don't do what people don't like. Isn't this plague a good opportunity? I think so. Hi, that's it for me. And then we'll figure it out for ourselves?

That's what I said, after Stasta and the place.

"Master Linos, you're brilliant. When did you get that kind of knowledge?

Matocal talks to me as he follows me. I smile bitterly as I look back at her.

"Oh, no. It's not my knowledge. That's what my grandma said."

"Grandma?"

"Be a sweet grandmother. You really adored me. My grandmother used to tell me that story with me on her lap. Don't remind me..."

"Master Linos's... Auntie... If you're such a wonderful person, I'd love to see you again."

I squeal with a distant eye as I lose my word to Matkal's words for a moment.

"He's dead."

"Huh?"

"I'm not in this world anymore. But it was brilliant, wasn't it? I was born on the 25th of December and died on the 3rd of March, a hundred years old. It wasn't hot, it wasn't cold, and it was a day I could mourn for the holidays. Thanks to you, the whole family my grandmother loved was able to get together and take care of it and send it to the afterlife. People of virtue are different."

Talking about that, I'm remembering my late grandmother, and I'm naturally overflowing with tears. I softly wiped my tears so that Matocal wouldn't notice me.

"Grandma was taking care of all kinds of people and helping them. The neighbors have a lot of expectations. People of that kind of virtue, they say, let God choose how to die. Exactly, Grandma did. I think God is the only one who keeps an eye on us and lets us choose the last way to die."

Matocal was convinced by himself that if he was a family member with a stunning lifespan of a hundred years, staring lovingly at Linos' back, who talks softly wiping tears so that he wouldn't find out, then he could also nod that Linos' abilities were separated.