"Liz, you know what? The Virgin of Colorado is coming to this temple!
In the hallway, an upbeat cheek candidate talked to me about the late afternoon when the cloudy skies widened.
With Anna out of selection, the candidates totaled four with Liz and Manon and two more. to one of them.
"Colorado... oh, the woman who saved the wounded in the conflict zone."
Reminds me of something I admired about being an amazing person. That woman coming to the temple?
"He offered himself to give it up to the temple when he was recognized for his work in Colorado and saw it to the king. The king asked the temple side to make a special case this time. It seems conditional that you will not be involved in the selection in the name of the Temple Nurse."
"Heh."
"It's amazing, isn't it? You look like a nun who happened to be visiting the Colorado region. I don't know his name or anything, but he said he was about twenty years old and had dark hair, dark eyes, magic!
"Heh."
Was the candidate looking excited dissatisfied with Liz's faint reaction, or finding a samurai who passed by? No. "Hey I know!?" and ran out.
Looking at the state of it indulgently, St. Dragon over his shoulder pulled his hair with a beak.
He's demanding food in the name of bribery. Liz reluctantly did a small, small cut apple. I need to give it to him. He won't accompany me in the search for the door, but I think Saint Dragon has been getting a little rounded lately because he keeps eating bread, chicken, etc.
Sacred dragons born of fruit get fat, too.
What about a round holy dragon? Is it good to have Kanroku? No, you can't.
"Cu!"
She pulled her hair again so that she wouldn't think rudely.
The day the "Virgin of Colorado" came was unfortunately raining in the morning.
When Liz went to the dining room, Manon and the two candidates were having lunch at the same table.
(You're running low on people)
Even though there were many long tables lined up in the beginning. I miss Claire, Natalie, and Anna a a little.
"Liz, wouldn't you like to sit here?
Next to the candidates' seats, called with a smile, "Thank you," the moment I put the tray on which my lunch
"Oh, they're here!
I could see the hallway in front of the dining room through a samurai and senior cleric with a big bag, and a young woman who would be the Virgin of Colorado walking away from the open entrance. Two candidates rush out delightfully as soon as possible, and Manon slowly follows them.
Liz, who remained alone, looked at the crowd in the hallway as she carried the hot soup to her mouth.
The Colorado Virgin wore red clothes, like a piece of cloth, often worn by medical professionals, from the neck to the middle of the calf. A long apron on top of it as well as to your feet.
I wear a red cloth out of my head like a vale and I don't see my face well because it hides my eyes softly.
Clerics and samurai gathered together. Never narrow hallways hissing. So much so that I suspect that people from all over the temple will come.
The chief cleric is also smiling and talking. It was a big welcome.
Suddenly at that time, a view of his hometown village floated behind Liz's brain, overlapping the Colorado Virgin in the center. Yamato fields, tall hills, and Baron Carfen's mansion...
(How could the Carfens?
There will be no contact with the Virgin of Colorado. The moment I frowned, the Colorado Virgin turned to Liz.
……
I felt like I looked familiar in my mouth from Vale.
The Colorado Virgin enters the dining room in slippery footsteps. I slowly approached Liz as everyone watched me wonder.
It's like a spider's nest. Why, I thought so. I can't move because I'm caught in a spider's nest. Liz is a prey. And the spider trying to eat that out of his head...
The Colorado Virgin stopped as Liz and I headed over the table. Remove the vale while holding your hair down with one hand. The one who showed up...
……
(What!? Why!?)
I got goosebumps all over my body.
I can manage to get up out of the chair with a lot of momentum and almost scream out loud.
This is a dream. It's a daydream. This can't happen.
Because this face...
(It's Cecil...)
Hair and eyes are different colors. Cecil in her previous life had blue eyes on her light brown hair, but the Colorado Virgin in front of her has black eyes on her black hair.
But the face is made by Cecil herself. It was my own face I saw over the mirror every day in my previous life.
I'm not too surprised to have a voice.
"Nice to meet you."
In front of me, I smiled five hundred years ago.
"I'm Sheena Bride. Best regards,"
The voice is slightly lower than Cecil's. Although, of course, it may be somewhat different from what others can hear because in previous life it is the voice I have heard through myself. The tone is also calm. But his face is exactly the same. Well put, modest, to a face that, to put it badly, was said to be plain.
"Sheena......, where are you from!? Could it be King Douchi? Do you have a parent brother? I heard you were at the convent."
Everyone is pompous about Liz's rare appearance as a ghoul. But I can't care less about that.
Cecil lost her parents successively at an early age, and there were no siblings. Will Sheena hit Cecil's parents' brothers, relatives, and their descendants for a moment? But with such a thin connection, is it something that makes you look so much like this?
Answering Liz in a hurry, Sheena smiled lonely.
"I'm an abandoner. Next to Colorado, he was found abandoned in front of Bride Abbey in the Zack region, where he grew up ever since. I don't think you were born in the King's City. It's a long way from the Zach region."
Does it have anything to do with Cecil? Is that the likeness of someone else? Such an idiot.
"Um, I'd like to meet His Highness Keefa and say hello. I heard you come to the temple often. It's not the right time in the Colorado region or in the Royal Palace, and I haven't seen you once."
To Sheena smiling innocently, Liz felt her body temperature drop all at once. Because if Keefa sees Cecil with a live copy of Sheena...
(I don't like it. I don't want you to see me)
I was so surprised to find myself with much stronger emotions than I had thought.
It's a bad time to get there.
"You're so busy."
I heard a bewildered voice from across the hallway. Liz's heart beats faster. The center of my body is cold.
"Oh well, has the Virgin of Colorado arrived? Father just told me you were coming to the temple. I'm surprised."
The voice of Keefa, speaking to the cleric, approaches.
I didn't want you to come. At least not now.
I know I don't deserve to think that. Still, I can't help wishing. I didn't want to see Keefa react readily predictable.
(Don't come. Don't come!
As I pray, I hold the ring I received from Eugene, lowered from my neck, so hard that my hand becomes white.
But desperate hopes were not fulfilled.
"... Cecil"
A faintly trembling twinkle of Keefa reached Liz's ear.
Keefa is still blue and solidified. That gaze does not leave Sheena as if she were sewn with thread.
Though expected, Liz was tightened hard in her chest.
"Nice to meet you, Your Highness Keefa. We finally meet."
Keefa's face swelled violently as she smiled in front of her living and parting beloved lover.