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

The current Virgin was carefully transferred to the Second Temple's Congregational Palace, with the idea that the Temple would strengthen Liz's power because the candidate could not go to a treatment center outside the Temple.

In a bed brought in together, the present Virgin is asleep.

Frankincense and charcoal were burned in the incense furnace and the area was full of sweet aromas. It seems to be used for rituals such as the treatment of dignitaries.

The clergyman gently held the thin hand of the present Virgin as he prayed.

I could see the gaze of the expectations of the clergy and the heavy ministers gathering on me, and Liz managed to swallow spit in her dry mouth at Karakara. My head gangs.

What am I supposed to do? I wish I at least knew how to help, but I don't even know that.

The chief cleric looked back and said:

"Bye, Liz. I asked for it."

Wait a minute. I grabbed the chief cleric's robe in a hurry to get back.

"What can I do? I don't know how."

"I don't either."

Returned with a true face.

"It's okay. Liz would know. Because it has the power to overthrow the magic. So you must know."

The chief cleric smiled, pounding Liz's shoulder over and over again. A hopeful observation?

Unexpectedly, the look on the clergyman's face turned into something serious.

"We clerics provide cover for Liz. Whatever, that bad character phony is the crumb of power. He's dead, but he doesn't know what's going to happen."

I can see that. The moment Liz nodded, the chief cleric went down.

"Please. Liz Stefan"

The king was immediately called out and stood reflexively on the pillow of the present Virgin.

They are watching me throw every foot. My knees trembled. I've never felt this pressure before.

Slowly turning around, right behind me, the chief cleric and the clerics were on both knees on the floor, looking up at Liz. And even further behind, kings and heavy ministers, Olivia and Rebecca also stared wholeheartedly at Liz. What floats in common in their eyes is the color of the "plea". I'm putting my hopes in Liz.

Lloyd and I were at the edge of a bunch of priests. I saw eye to eye. I could tell by the movement of my mouth that he said "please" with a serious face.

And Keefa standing next to the king. He smiled gently and nodded loudly. "I can be Liz," he seems to say.

Liz nodded back small and dropped her gaze on the current Virgin figure. I can barely feel the anger coming from my earthy face. I'm getting painful thoughts.

White cloth is covered from foot to waist. The first time I see the face of the present Virgin is exactly the fake Virgin herself, and the clothes she wears belong to the familiar Manon.

(I can...?

I have nothing but anxiety. Can you really save the present Virgin?

Plus, I can't believe I was magical. I've always thought I wasn't magical, but I'm just confused when people say that now.

But if that power can save the present Virgin, the Manon we've been with for a long time...

I just have to do it. Liz nodded small, ready.

At the foot of the bed, flying around the black leopard resting on the cushion, as the Holy Dragon rests. Calling me "Shiro," once I did my gaze on the black leopard, I jumped on Liz's shoulder.

I'm fine. I'm not alone. Even if I don't know anything about the current Virgin, I know everyone loves me. The fact that this country needs someone. So definitely...

(Help!

Liz's whole body glowed. I heard the twitching of the heavy ministers.

He calmed his heart and concentrated, putting his hands on the left breast of the present Virgin.

I "saw" a black beak stab there. The fake Virgin did intend to take the life of the present Virgin and plugged the wedge in there.

Just a short while ago, the present Virgin put her natural power into it. That's why I manage to grow alive. If not, the present Virgin would have lost her life for a long time.

A cold one ran on Liz's spine.

Still, the beak with the curse is powerful. The present Virgin bears full endurance and is wearing out. So much so that you can't keep the look of Manon.

The same, high-ranking magic that changes her appearance, but the Chief Cleric said the quality is different from that of the current Virgin and that of the fake Virgin.

The witchcraft of the present Virgin can only be used against herself.

The fake Virgin, by contrast, is free to change her appearance many times, yet even to others. That's why it's forbidden.

For the selection of the next Virgin, the present Virgin wanted to ascertain the essence of the candidates with the same gaze, rather than looking down on them from above. For the future of this country, and hence for the people.

But the fake Virgin was different. I hurt someone just for my own desire and I was fine with making them cry.

The power to use the High Prohibition. He was talented, and he probably made an effort to spit blood. But with all that power, I should have used it for something else. For myself to be happy. I should have thought better about whether I could be really happy after all this.

The fake Virgin did not lose to the present Virgin. I lost to myself. To my immediate desire, to myself I couldn't beat the hatred...

It was handy. I didn't actually touch it. But I did find out it was stuck.

Liz slowly pulled up with her strength in both hands, which was now on the Virgin's chest. A black wedge rises from the left breast of the present Virgin so that it can be put on both hands wrapped in white light.

"Oh......!

Behind my back, I cheered unexpectedly.

But you were aiming for the moment, and when you said that the wedge was your last resistance, you brought a gloomy light. The fake Virgin is dead, but her spine gets cold wondering how deep the hatred was.

Moment after moment, the wedge broke itself. He made a dry, unpleasant noise, and pieces of finely crushed wax flew towards the people in line, dozens and hundreds.

"What is this!?

"Help me!

Before the breathtaking king and the fleeing heavy ministers, a magical wall emerged released from the hands of the chief cleric. Pieces of the beak thrust into the wall with momentum. When the chief clergyman cast a spell, the walls of every crease surrounded him and consolidated him.

"His Highness Keefa!," he heard Lloyd's sharp voice. Looking back unexpectedly, Keefa had barely avoided the crumb joke that had struck him.

Pieces of the beak pierce the feet of a marble table placed on the wall, several pieces pierced. Pieces emitted light, and every table that seemed heavy rose.

"" You're lying...?

The moment Keefa and Lloyd snapped at the same time, a table surrounded by black light flew towards Keefa. Lloyd's magic makes a wall of light out of it, and the table hits that wall once it sounds fierce.

Liz exhaled in a ho. But the table is about to smash through its walls even more, as if it had the will. Too intense.

There the Holy Dragon spewed a white flame. Sounded like an end demon, and the table burned out every tease.

And when I said it was time, I also spit flames on the magical wall of the grumpy clergyman.

"Thank you, Shilo. Thanks for the help!

To Keefa, laughing relievedly, Holy Dragon nodded, "Well, you're a pretty good guy,"

"Do it, Holy Dragon"

And I smiled at Lloyd, with cold eyes like, "I hate you because you say 'fat dragon' or something".

"What about Liz!?" Keefa speaks up.

Of course, Liz was attacking me a number of times.

But he is caught in the white light that surrounds Liz, and collapses like burnt charcoal without even reaching Liz's body. Like when it's a demon stone.

"Wow......!

"Is that what the Chief Cleric said, 'the power to disable magic'..."

The priests who were protecting Olivia and Rebecca turned.

In the shadow of it, from one of the pieces of the wedge, the black light disappeared, as if for a disturbance gap. The pieces become less conspicuous, but fly towards the left breast of the present Virgin as if she had targeted them.

As if a fake Virgin had taken over and laughed niggardly.

The priests who finally realized it screamed.

But it was quicker for Liz to reach out to her right hand than for her shards to pierce her chest again.

Not expected. The wickedness of the character of a fake Virgin is known to Liz, who lost her door, with her own hands.

Liz definitely grabbed a piece of it. And put your strength into that hand,

"Go away!"

I opened my eyes. That's exactly the sound of a crane.

Pieces also worked as hard as they hoped at the end, but in Liz's white light concentrated cobbles, not a single stir.

It burned out and perished quickly.

"Oh......!

There was an exclamation from among the priests.

The crumbs vanished.

Liz swallowed her solitude and stared at the present Virgin.

Even from behind, I feel a breath-taking gaze.

In the midst of such a tense air that the skin tingled, the blood color eventually returned to the face of the present Virgin.

Redness begins to appear on the skin that was earthy, as I breathed back.

And - the eyes of the present Virgin have opened.

The same pitch-black eyes as Manon slowly blinked and looked at Liz.

(Not at all like a fake Virgin)

Even though the appearance is completely the same, the surrounding atmosphere makes the aura different. Soft and warm to be enveloped.

The present Virgin smiled slowly at Liz, who couldn't help but look away.

"Thank you. Liz."

The blurred voice contains a great deal of gratitude.

Liz exhaled in relief and smiled back.

"Wow! The present Virgin -!"

"Awesome, Liz Stefan!!

The overflowing cheer echoed throughout the festival hall.

The clerics offer Liz a prayer of gratitude and Olivia and Rebecca are happy to join hands. The heavy ministers applauded the praise.

"Good," the present Virgin rushes to rise to the King, approaching with a grin. Stop it,

"You can keep it that way. I'm so glad."

The present Virgin, who only woke her upper body on the bed, thanked the king, who smiled with heartfelt joy, deeply.

With the king smiling, he turned his face to Liz. And

"Thanks"

And I bowed my head. Liz was about to solidify again and noticed. Keefa has no resemblance to the King. I heard Keefa resembled the deceased predecessor queen.

But the shaking hair in front of you is the same burnt brown color as Keefa.

(... good)

I'm getting warm.

Unlike in his previous life, Keefa was blessed with a good father.

You can ask Liz, a civilian, to bow her head for the good of the country rather than her own pride, and if you are grateful, you don't hesitate to thank her wholeheartedly.

The chief cleric is rubbing gossip and eyes with his hands. You'll be happy, its eyes are red.

"I worried about you"

The present Virgin smiled like a laborer and frowned.

"Chief Cleric, my hair receded a long time before I saw it -"

"Don't flutter"

The resurrected black leopard raised his face softly and climbed to bed in a supple motion.

"Cu......!," the Holy Dragon sounded happily, closing his mouth as he haply noticed. The black leopard glances at such a holy dragon and turns away.

He held his forehead with one hand as Lloyd felt at ease with his heart and exhaled for a long time. Lloyd laughs small too when Liz makes him smile.

Keefa came running over there with her face shining.

"That's really amazing. Surprised."

The burnt brown eyes shine with excitement. There I saw respect for Liz and a definite love, and on the other hand I was happy to miss her.

Soon Liz will have to leave the temple. Even if you could hire me as a samurai, my opponent is Prince Wang. Even though the candidate's position was very difficult to match, even more so.

It's not the same as in previous life. If I'm in a different position, I can't even be there for you.

So only now. Only now.

Pushing and killing the emotions coming in, Liz stared at Keefa. Scorching brown soft looking hair and eyes. Gentle smile.

Let's burn it to the eye. Even back in the distant village, so that I can remember the details exactly.

From such Liz, Lloyd turned away his smile as he was small and lonely.

The present Virgin and the Cleric Chief, who got out of bed, are looking at each other and consulting something. I told the clergyman reluctantly to worry about the body of the present Virgin something so that the present Virgin would push it off. The chief cleric nodded, and looked around at Liz and the candidates and said:

"All of a sudden, I'm going to make the final selection now"

"What? Yes!?

"Is it now!?

A voice of surprise rises from among the candidates and the clergy. The clergyman continued with a smile.

"That's right. From now on. Everybody's got their faces together, and I hope it's just right. Okay, Rebecca to Olivia, and Liz. Have you found your door?