Seijo ni Narunode Nidoume no Jinsei wa Katte ni Sasetemoraimasu ~Outaihi wa, Zensei de Watashi wo Futta Koibito Deshita~

In front of Liz, Claire has an unholy grin.

(Eugene's descendants are children made between Eugene and that Grud lady...)

It hurt so that the inside of my chest could tighten. I don't want to see Claire's face and I turn away from her by accident.

I thought the last life was over.

My previous life as Cecil was over, and my present life as Liz, I thought a new time had begun.

(Everywhere the previous life comes after me -)

What have I been reborn for?

Liz bit her lips hard as a crying regrettable passion engulfed her.

"What's going on? You feel bad, too?

As her soft voice came down and raised her face, Claire looked worried at Liz. My little black eyes are shaking like they care.

She's a sweet girl. You just told me Liz's hair and eyes were clean.

Claire, a descendant, has nothing to do with Cecil and Eugene five hundred years ago. Liz laughed hard, feeling ashamed of herself for turning away.

"Nothing. It's okay."

"Really? Good."

Neither Eugene nor the lady of the Grud family can be seen in Claire's modestly impressed, small face that lowers her shoulders like a hoe.

It's been five hundred years. In the meantime, it may be obvious because it has been for generations, but I feel asexually relieved about it. And at once, I became such a melancholy "depression" to myself.

There came the priest Lloyd.

She is dressed in a blue robe for the clergyman, even at her ankle. I originally had a good look on my back because of my bad personality, so I looked like a decent cleric when I dressed like that.

Lloyd glanced at Liz laughing.

"Now you don't look like a proper cleric, did you?

"I thought so."

"... Isn't it true that at times like this, even if you think about it, you deny it"

Lloyd is bumping into me like I'm not convinced.

Liz ignored it, but heard it because there was something in her mind.

"I was digging a hole earlier, but have you found anything since?

Lloyd opened his eyes for a moment and laughed small.

"Why?"

"Somehow, I feel that way"

That's sharp, where Lloyd got his hand in his inner pocket with a twinkle.

"Hey! There - Albino daughter, come here!

I was called by other clerics. Looks like they're checking the names and identities of the Virgin candidates in turn.

Bad timing. "Yes," Liz reluctantly said, on her way.

Lloyd, who was left behind, looked at the rusty ring he had just picked up from the ground.

"Oh, that..."

When I heard a voice like surprise and turned around, one of the Virgin's candidates was circling her eyes. Claire, descendant of the Howard family.

Claire eventually said with a shy smile.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Because it was similar to the ring I had."

"Yours?

"Rather than ours, it is. In my house - something passed down to the Howard family from generation to generation. They sold all the other stuff when it fell, but your ancestor Theo Howard said never to let go of that ring, no matter what. Well, it's not even that expensive.

But it's something the Howard family has inherited from generation to generation. It looks very much like that ring. "

Speaking at once, Claire turned her face bright red as she hacked back at me there.

"Oh, I'm sorry. If I did, I would reveal something that had nothing to do with the priest..."

"No, nothing. What a coincidence."

Lloyd giggled back.

"Chief Cleric is here!

The clergyman, caped with gold embroidery on top of the robe for the clergy, came into the hall with the clergymen accompanying him.

Liz, freed from the clergy, and Lloyd, who intends to go to the chief clergyman, go and meet in the middle of the hall.

So Lloyd gave Liz a glimpse. Then I shifted my gaze to the chief cleric and saw Liz again. And sprayed "F" out small.

(What should I do? irritating)

I know what Lloyd's trying to say. The Virgin candidates, of course, have dark hair black eyes because the clerics are almost magical. In that, only the elderly clergyman has bright white hair, even if his eyes are black.

I mean, out of all the black, Liz and the clergyman's noticeable gray hair.

"It's about time."

And that's what I'm trying to say.

Of course, I can tell at a glance that the raw gray hair - and only half - that comes from the age of the clergyman is different from the glossy "Tsuya" meshed hair just because it was originally white in the albino. Liz's skin is also brightly white - thanks to it, she turns bright red as soon as she can cook it in the day. I'll be right back - small but also sturdy. Yet.

A priest who's not even Roku.

Heart to heart, I thought so.

The clergyman stands before the thirty or so candidates for the Virgin. Your clerics, including Lloyd, stepped back.

The clergyman slowly looked around at the candidates with uniformly nervous faces.

And I turned a blind eye to Liz, who was at the far end. I wouldn't have thought the chief cleric was about the same, but I looked seriously at Liz, and smiled small.

Seems like I thought my funny daughter "Things" was mixed up.

The chief cleric told him.

"The present Virgin is much older. What do I say? We must decide on the next Virgin as soon as possible.

Those who are here were recognised for the Virgin's - qualities of holy power. But it's just a tiny crude stone yet. Those who possess such power are required to polish and blossom the raw stones that sleep in you, and to be comparable to the great holy power of the present Virgin.

Of course, humanity, intelligence and tough spirituality are necessary for the Virgin to defend her country. We will examine this from more points of view and select the next Virgin. "

"Wait, Chief Cleric!

The voice of the high woman sounded sharply as it tore the place apart. It's one of the candidates. I can tell from the luxurious dress and its standing that it is clearly an upscale nobleman's courtier.

He was the one at the center of the women who had been whispering about Liz all along.

"I have a question before that. I heard that the only condition for the Virgin candidate is to have dark hair, dark eye magic. But there seems to be a mix of people who don't fit that condition. Isn't that strange?

As everyone gathers their gaze, the lady sees Liz straight. Liz slowly looked back at the lady with red eyes.

The chief cleric said in a gentle voice.

"Nothing's wrong with you. Being here means that I could see the keys to the present Virgin, even if I didn't have the magic.

And the clergy who keep important keys from the Virgin and go to select important next Virgin candidates are carefully selected. All the senior clerics who serve this temple are particularly highly magical.

I can also notice things that people don't realize, I think they're all like that. Can't you trust me?

"... no. I told you I was past it."

The lady bows her head.

Carefully selected? Didn't Lloyd lose his keys? and that Liz thinks a lot

"Take that."

One of the clerics came over a large white cloth with both hands. There's a lot of little things on the cloth.

"Seeds......?

The candidates closed their eyes.

"You're right, it's a seed. Even so, it doesn't belong to the plants growing there. It is a special species endowed with the holy power of the Virgin. I'll give you one grain at a time. Plant what you think, wherever you think, with what you think."

"... what grows?

"Come on. Depends on the person. And he shall have a bud worthy of him, and leaves, and flowers shall bloom, and fruit. Well, not necessarily flowers. It's up to you what kind of things will bloom."

The candidates look bewildered with little black seeds in their hands that have never been before on their little fingers.

The chief cleric grinned.

"I wonder if it sprouts first."