"It looks like the needles caught a cold."
……
In the waiting room preparing for the festival, the Duke of Jonal replied bitterly.
Rushing in a hurry, Richie breathes slowly to deceive the shallowness of her breath.The duke, seated in the chair opposite him, raised his shoulders slightly.
"I'm sure you've been doing your job with concern for the upcoming festival.Because of this, it was impossible, and all four fell asleep. "
"... I feel very painful. What is the condition of the needles?"
"I hear you have a terrible fever and your body is heavy....."
Hear the bad news and lower your eyebrows.Afterwards, he turned to Leo, who stood in the corner of the room.
Leo, who keeps it beside his husband as a servant of the hall, seems a little upset.
But that doesn't seem to be why Arnold's swordsmanship instruction was postponed.
Riesch looked back and asked the Duke in the chair across the street.
"If the dress may not be in time, is Miriam sad?I'd like to comfort you, but which way would you like to come? "
"Well, that's...."
Immediately after the Duke's words, there is a lovely girl's voice.
I'm fine, Mr. Riesch.
Miriam-sama?
Miriam, who appeared, had a calm atmosphere.
He's a very grown man.
And now in the morning, the girl who was about to cry if her hair didn't go as she thought, was like someone else.
And behind it are two men.
One was Bishop Schneider, and the other was embroidered with a gold pattern on his chest that showed a higher format than Schneider.
Riesch stood up and thought with gratitude.
(This is the current Archbishop....)
What Riesch knows about another life is his next Archbishop.
(Neither the Archbishop nor Bishop Schneider is known to me.In other words, both of you will be gone from this great temple within a few years.....)
"You know, mr. Riesch."
As she raised her face, Miriam, with a gentle smile, stood in front of her.
"I was very reflective.Because I did my best, I rushed the needles. "
"... Miria-sama"
"I swear to the Goddess that I will have a good time until the festival.That's why you don't have to stay with Mr. Riesch anymore. "
Reese blinked at the words.
The Archbishop standing beside Miriam also said with a gentle smile.
"... Lord Riesch, I'm sorry that you asked my congregation to help you.But I can't give you any more time to be Princess Garchain. "
"Absolutely not. Miriam's help was very enjoyable and I really wanted to be with you...."
"Thank you, Mr. Riesch, but don't worry."
Miriam's treacherous smile contained a clear rejection.
"It doesn't matter whether it's a pink dress or a new dress prepared in a hurry.The priority is not to delay the festival!Isn't that right, Schneider? "
"Yes, Miriam. You're right."
……
Riesch gently bent down and told Miriam with her gaze.
"Okay, Miriam.I'm done helping you with the festival. "
Miriam looked relieved somewhere.
"But you know this."
"... what?"
Thinking of her past life, Riesch smiled softly.
"I love Miriam, who says so much about me, who is alive and well."
At that moment, Miriam's honey-colored eyes swayed.
It may have been Richie's illusion that she seemed to cry somewhere.But Miriam turned her back on Riesch and looked up at the Archbishop.
"Archbishop, Bishop Schneider, we need to go to the evening prayer as soon as possible.If you're late, it's rude to the goddess. "
"Yes, sir. Let's go, Jonal."
As Miriam and the others left the waiting room, Bishop Schneider called out to the boy standing in the corner of the room.
"What are you doing, Leo?Come and pray, too. "
"... okay."
Leo, who was sitting still and watching, began walking after an infidel reply.
He looks up at us once, but the moment he sees us, he misses us.
……
Oliver arrived immediately with the only one left.
"Dear Riescher, I am already here, so please wait here for a moment."
"Lord Arnold?"
After hearing about the needle falling in the courtyard, Riesch returned to the cathedral with Leo.
On the other hand, Arnold seemed to have received a separate report from Oliver, but did you take care of that?
Eventually Arnold comes to the waiting room with the sound of hard shoes.
When he saw Richie's face, he frowned slightly.
"Oliver, take your seat. Prepare for what I ordered you to do."
Alright, I'll see you soon.
As Oliver left, Arnold sat down opposite Riesch.
Arnold, who had a cylindrical piece of paper in his hand, asked with wrinkles between his eyebrows.
"Why are you looking like that?"
"... I didn't mean to put so much on my expression..."
Riesch looks honestly sad and holds her cheeks down with her hands.
"I don't think Miriam is well.I was worried about your face when you were concealing that you were about to cry and pretending to be okay. "
……
Arnold sighed small and threw the paper cartridge in his hand at Riesch.
Open it.
What the hell is this?
Untie the tied string while wondering.Richie, who spread out the paper, was breathtaking at what was written there.
"This is...."
The first thing I saw was a script that said, "Investigation Report."
Written in pieces on a familiar carriage appearance, Richie's suspicions were supported.
I was going to get out of the temple and find out for myself.
In the middle of the paper, there is a large depiction of parts.
It is an axle that connects the front wheel of a carriage with the front wheel.
"The Jonal carriage that caused the accident was crafted on the front wheel."
"....."
The faster heartbeat was not due to the fact that the carriage was crafted.
Reese was upset that 'Arnold was investigating the accident'.
"This carriage does not belong to the Jonals.The day before he left the Mansion, the kid made a noise saying, "Take the white carriage."The Duke listens to his daughter's request and arranges for a white carriage to be served. "
"... you suspected that someone had intentionally caused the accident, not the curse."
"You're like that anyway, right?"
Asked naturally, I couldn't nod right away.
Richie knows with her own hands that there are magical forces in this world.
It's no wonder someone else is going through something beyond their senses, like I've been through my life over and over again.
Riesch couldn't throw away the possibility that Miriam was' yes' until the end.
But I know it's unlikely.What Arnold actually investigated tells us that the accident was caused by someone else's hand.
"... in the first place, I thought it was stranger than it was before."
Arnold puts a carefree cheek wand on his armrests.
"Twenty-two years ago, the ancestral witch died, and her sister lost her life ten years ago.As a result, there is no man to be a witch, and the festival has not been held for twenty-two years. "
"... yes, the older sister-in-law was too weak to succeed you."
Born into the blood of a witch, the woman left her sister for the last time.
It is said that only a few men remain to draw the blood of the witch.
While waiting for the birth of the girl, only the month and day passed without performing ceremonies such as festivals.
"There's no way I can make a 'proxy' now for no reason."
Arnold's words leave no doubt.
"'The voice of the faithful grew louder, and I took the place to resume the festival just in form' is a connotation.There's no point in a proxy ritual for a church that believes in the goddess. "
Listening to that, Riesch is sure.
Lord Arnold suspected it from the beginning.
Probably since I first saw Miriam.
(Whatever His Highness Arnold may be, I didn't think he would suddenly see through it.... but if you think about it, you can read the origin of the sacred poem.)
It is not strange to know the characteristics of a person qualified as a witch princess from the beginning.
Arnold looks straight at Leicher's eyes.
"The witch girl who draws the blood of the goddess is said to have flower hair."
……
Miriam's hair is pale (smiley).
It is a very beautiful color of hair, like a flower that blooms in spring.
"The commonly known sacred poems do not touch upon the physical characteristics of witches.Perhaps because of the need to 'hide' from the public, they dare to make it different from the original. "
"... like today?"
"You're still aware of that."
It was pointed out that it would be interesting, but I still didn't nod to it.
Richie didn't "notice."Correctly, I "knew" a long time ago.
That child is not my daughter.Miriam, the precious thing she kept from Sarasa.... "
The memory, evoked by nature, was the confession I heard for the fourth time in my life.
The deceased ancestral witch princess had a sick and frail younger sister. [M]
The woman, who could not be a witch princess and spent most of her life in the temple, gave birth to a daughter on her own.
Lichet has been watching carefully for the girl who was raised behind closed doors.
Arnold, who doesn't know such a fact, said with a faint voice.
"--the child is a real witch."
(... and I'm sure that's it)
Richie stared straight back at everything.
(That's why you in the future tried to kill your daughter.)