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

A few days after Natalie left the temple to go home...

The Chief Cleric was headed to the Ninth Tower Gate on the east side of the Second Temple. Ahead lies the First Temple.

First Temple - that is, the place where the present Virgin resides.

Your cleric rings a knocker attached to the door of the tower gate.

There were signs of wandering this way through a small peek window just behind the door, and the door opened immediately, and the current maids with the Virgin welcomed me to "go ahead".

Walk the long corridors lined with statues at equal intervals and finally reach the Basilica where the present Virgin is located.

Leaving your clergyman on the spot, as the clergyman went inside alone, a number of light had fallen from the long windows reaching near the ceiling to the floor.

Nothing is placed, except the fine text "Morning" painted on a wide stone floor, which is lit up and appears to rise in the universe like a float.

The present Virgin, who had prayed kneeling in its centre, rose and looked back slowly.

There is only one in the world, wearing a white crown given only to the Virgin of the State of Astoria, a white dress packed to the neck, with embroidered loose stalls in gold thread on his shoulders.

(You're getting old...)

I should have gotten used to seeing it, but I thought strongly today why.

Although hair is the wonder and still retains its blackness, the old symbol of wrinkles firmly lowers its roots on the face staring at the chief cleric and on the back of the hand overlaid in front of the body.

Until then, if you ask me what I am, but the Chief Cleric has missed me a lot.

I looked into each other and noticed the current Virgin laughing. Moments, I was ashamed of myself.

The present Virgin sees through the heart of the Chief Cleric. And I'm laughing that it's something strange to think about.

"What can I do for you?

Leaving a grin, the present Virgin heard it in a slightly squeamish voice.

The chief clergyman praised him by posturing correctly.

"It's a burn trail left on the face of next Virgin candidate Natalie Nathan, but there was a report that Liz Stefan let her heal without a trace with her own holy power"

"Is it true......!

The present Virgin looks out.

"Yes, we have produced Holy Dragons from holy fruit, and there are many rumors in the Second Temple that the next Virgin will be Liz."

"I was listening, but not that far..."

ceaselessly, and closed his eyes to contemplate.

Eventually, in front of the Chief Cleric, the present Virgin, slowly opening her eyes, smiled again.

"- But apparently, it's premature to decide that. The selection of the next Virgin is still going to be volatile."

With hesitation, Liz's room door was knocked.

"Go ahead."

The door slowly opened, and what a prince King Keefa stood there.

I recently learned that the temple is off-limits to anyone other than those involved, but because it is under the protection of the royal palace, Keefa, a direct royal family, is free to enter and exit unless he is involved in the selection.

It hasn't been that long since I last saw her, but I feel like it's been a long time since I've seen her. Liz stared unexpectedly at Keefa.

"I hear it's been a lot of trouble. I'm sorry I couldn't help you at this point."

Keefa clouded his face.

All sorts of things were about to be attacked by the fruits of monsters, or burned down by the spitting white flames of the Holy Dragon? But there's absolutely no need for Keefa, who's not even a cleric, to apologize.

"It's okay. Keefa's not gonna be sick."

"Right......" Keefa grinned as she seemed lonely.

I saw that face decently, and Liz quickly turned away.

Because I know how Keefa looked so lonely.

I am fully aware of events that have nothing to do with me, even if I was there, I couldn't do anything about it, but I still think that if I was there for Liz, I could protect her by putting my body up. And I blame myself for not being able to do that.

Liz bit off her lips. Keefa was a little happy.

I cursed myself to the best of my ability.

"Cu! Cu!

Suddenly, for some reason, Holy Dragon stormed Liz's head, which was annoying. I get hit by thoughts with my nose head.

"Ouch!"

Keefa glanced out in front of Liz, holding her side head down.

"Are you all right!? - Hey, is this the Holy Dragon the priests were wasting?

"Sure, Holy Dragon is this... but maybe you like dragons?

Because Keefa's face was shining like she was excited.

"Oh. I like all animals"

(Holy Dragon is the animal category "Han-chu"?

I questioned it, but Keefa's eyes are wholeheartedly chasing the back of the Holy Dragon.

"Do you have a name?" Asked impetuously, Liz nodded well, of course.

I just put it on yesterday. Because Holy Dragon is white all over...

"Shiro."

"... that's some unholy dragon-like name, like a dog... No, shouldn't we make it a more majestic and powerful name like this? Somehow he's holy."

"- Greatest Ciro?"

"That's not what happened."

Then it seemed that Keefa had given up asking Liz, whose face she was seriously asking what was going on.

The Holy Dragon stops flying and walks technologically through the floor with short legs. And he ignored Liz, and when he went to the front of Keefa, he let him play "Cu" and smack his ankle as he looked up with red eyes.

"Cute!" Keefa sounds really happy screaming like she didn't expect to. It is deredere.

(Eugene wasn't a good animal in his previous life, was he?)

Liz remembered.

Eugene said he was bitten by a dog in an orphanage when he was little, and he didn't even hate small animals such as cats or horses or robas pulling carriages, of course, but he didn't like them.

(That's the opposite of Keefa)

Even though it's obvious because I'm a total different person in this world, I kind of disliked myself for moaning.

That's when Cleric Lloyd came out of the open room door. He has a rare and hurried look.

"Liz, hey - Wow, there's His Royal Highness Keefa."

Though I stopped to my feet as I was surprised, I caught sight of the poor man in Keefa looking fit, not to mention the bruises of the Holy Dragon.

"Mr. Lloyd, I named the Holy Dragon Ciro. Is it weird?

"Hmm. If they ask me if it's weird or not, I think it's very weird, but it's okay, isn't it? It's not my name."

And I've turned my face seriously if I'm not doing this.

"Something tougher happened than that. Come with me."

As the hall is being restored by the exhaled flames of the Holy Dragon, the candidate's holy tree has been transferred to the Feast Palace on the north side of the Second Temple.

Walking fast down the hallway, he said, "What happened?," he asks Lloyd, "You'll see if you go," but he only returns a quick reply.

"That's crazy. I thought it was up to Liz to serve the dragon."

Keefa was staring at Lloyd, who kept walking with bumps and twinkles, and Liz, who kept looking at Lloyd's side anxiously next to him, following him from behind -

When I arrive at the festival hall, I usually hear a twitch that is not popular or quiet, but now I hear something unusual or excited.

Inside, a lot of clergy and Virgin candidates surrounded the center of the room like walls.

"Ah, it's Liz!

As soon as one of the candidates raised his voice, everyone on the spot turned around and saw Liz in unison.

Some are intrigued and glowing in the face, while others turn a blind eye at first or cloud their faces to worry.

(What is it?

The moment Liz glanced at him, the Holy Dragon on his shoulder gained momentum and spread his wings. Red eyes glowed like burning and rang "GUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE It's the usual cute, fierce honking when you feel hostile rather than bruised.

He said he was surprised what the hell was going on.

"Hey, it's working!

and a cleric's hurried voice broke left and right so that people's walls could escape.

I was there because...

……

Liz breathed.

Twinkly black fur and golden eyes. It was the Holy Beast - the black leopard - who stood supple with four legs.

Plant pots and several black petals are scattered at the rugged feet with sharp nails. That and the black holy fruit - the wreckage of "Zanka" had also fallen with it.

Black leopard, the Holy Beast, must have come from this fruit.

The frilly, blackish petals scattered across the floor looked familiar. It belongs to one of the Virgin's candidates, the daughter of a court magician.

Suddenly a black leopard staring at Liz and Holy Dragon gave him a roaring "Here's What". The air shivers billibly.

We all lagged behind without a voice in its power to the divine.

"Here, no. Stop."

When the daughter of the court magician appeared from behind the black leopard, the black leopard grew grown up and circled at her daughter's feet.

"I can't believe the Holy Beast is coming out next to the Holy Dragon."

"Isn't this what happened since the beginning of the Astoria nation?

I compare Liz and the sorcerer's daughter with fright as the clerics bother.

Liz stared at her daughter.

He's about the same age as Liz, and he's just as dressed. Dressed in a purple black knee-length dress, dark hair slightly longer than shoulders, and pitch-black eyes.

As much as I wondered why it had never stood out before, there was an aura that seemed to suck when I watched it.

The sorcerer's daughter - Manon Noisa - also stared back at Liz and grinned.

"Holy Dragon and Holy Beast, isn't this going to be an interesting battle? Nice to see you again, Liz."