Chapter 221
After a short but seemingly long interview with Baek Woo-jin, Diana returned to the Temple of Mercy, letting out a long sigh as she entered her room, relaxing the tense muscles in her body.
Hwaaaak──
A faint light began to emanate from the statue of Beroth, which was placed on the headboard of her bed.
Beroth slowly knelt before the bed, closing her eyes and clasping her hands in front of her chest.
【So, how was he in person?】
-Well, he had an amazing voice…
【Yes, it was indeed a sweet tone. And?】
-Um, he seemed scary but kind…?
【Kind? So, you like him?】
-I just said he seemed kind…
【I understand. Tell me more about your conversation.】
Although Beroth could have directly heard and seen through Diana, she anxiously awaited her beloved daughter’s return.
-About the professor…
Diana told Beroth everything about her conversation with Baek Woo-jin, except for the fact that she had tattled to her mother.
【My beloved daughter.】
-Yes, Mother.
【No mace.】
-What…?
The conversation between Diana and Beroth continued late into the evening.
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“Woo-jin?”
Baek Hana, wearing pajamas with a pattern similar to Claire’s but in different colors, poked her head into the study.
I put down the pen I was holding and pulled the chair where Claire usually sat, placing it next to me.
“Hehe…”
Baek Hana, with her slightly silly-looking smile, sat next to me, wagging her butt instead of her tail, which was no longer there.
“What’s up?”
“Hmm~”
I asked while straightening her hair, which was lying on my thigh, and she made a pleasant sound for a moment, then grabbed my hand that was stroking her head and rubbed it against her cheek.
Her warm and soft cheek.
“Can we go on a trip abroad too?”
“A trip?”
“Yeah. I like traveling, and I like it even more when it’s with you…”
I carefully stroked her cheek, which was now in my hand.
“Is it for the kids you met at the festival?”
“Hehe, I did invite them to come and play, but I want to go on a trip with you even more?” “Okay.”
“Chiii… I’m serious”
As I pinched her cheek slightly, Baek Hana closed her eyes and rubbed her head against my thigh, her lips wobbling.
“There’s a festival coming up, so let’s go in the winter.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
When I nodded, Baek Hana opened her eyes wide.
“I love you so much, Woo-jin!!!”
She turned and hugged my waist, burying her face in my stomach.
After enjoying the scent for a while.
“But won’t the festival and the trip overlap in the winter?”
“We can go during the other guys’ training, so don’t worry.”
“Are you sure it’s okay?”
“It’s okay with you.”
Of course, I also had that authority.
It was a position I could quit anytime since I had already achieved my goal.
“Winter trip!! I want to go with Pyak and the kids too!”
“If you want to.”
“Hmm…”
Baek Hana, who I thought would say ‘yes’ without hesitation, surprised me by showing a pensive expression, even wrinkling her forehead.
I gently pressed my index finger on her forehead to smooth out any wrinkles, and only then did Baek Hana relax her forehead and speak.
“I want to go with everyone.”
She closed her eyes and whispered softly, holding my hand with hers against her cheek.
“We can go on a trip anytime…”
It was almost like a soliloquy.
I didn’t respond but slowly removed my hand from hers.
“Go to bed now.”
“Yes~”
Perhaps because we had made travel plans, Baek Hana smiled bashfully and leaned her head on my shoulder, asking, “Where are we going on our trip?”
“France.”
“France… Hehe, I should plan it in advance!!”
Baek Hana got up from the chair and playfully waved at me before leaving the study, poking her head out just like when she first entered.
“Good night.”
“Good night.”
Baek Hana smiled happily and closed the door to the study, heading to her room.
‘Two weeks should be enough.’
The real purpose of our visit to France was not for a vacation, but to enter a special themed gate known as the ‘Eternal Witch,’ which I had arranged with Kim Sung-won.
The actual duration of our stay would be one month.
Half of that time would be spent in the gate, but I believed that having two weeks of free time wouldn’t cause any significant complaints.
‘Anytime, huh.’
I shifted my gaze to the small frame on the desk.
“You do look a bit silly.”
I forced my lips to stop curling upwards and picked up the pen again, continuing to write in my journal. After finishing the day’s entry, I tidied up the desk and made my way to the bedroom.
“You’re here.”
Claire, who had been reviewing documents sent by Yesol on her tablet, looked up at me.
I nodded and sat next to her on the bed.
“It, it should be done in about ten minutes…”
I had planned to wait quietly until she finished her work, but she leaned her head on my shoulder first. I extended my arm and hugged her waist gently.
Her hot body temperature and the faint scent of her hair tickled my nose.
Exactly ten minutes passed, and Claire turned off the tablet and placed it on the bedside table.
“Claire.”
“Yes.”
Just like Baek Hana, I leaned my head on her thigh and stroked her hair, saying, “I suggested a spar with Diana Lograin and the children.”
“Am I… not good enough?”
Claire, who had been quietly accepting my touch, turned her head cautiously and asked with anxious eyes.
“Of course not.”
I lightly pressed her nose and said, “I just thought they needed a new stimulus. And if the daughter of Beroth joins, it’ll be even better.”
“Yes…”
As I pressed her nose, she rubbed her head against my thigh, tickled by the sensation.
“I’ll have more time with you.”
Perhaps because the answer pleased her, Claire, who had been looking at me anxiously, now blushed and quietly turned away, burying her face in my stomach just like Baek Hana had done.
I stroked Claire’s hair and asked, “I know Diana Lograin is an awakened healer. I did ask for a spar, but…”
“She has more than enough experience.”
Claire carefully showed her face, which she had been hiding, and continued, “Publicly, she’s known as the child closest to the goddess, but ten years ago, she was a judge.”
Each temple has organizations dedicated to eliminating the worshippers of evil gods.
The Bwiar’s Holy Knights, named after chess pieces like King, Queen, and Bishop, were one such organization.
The Beroth Temple, known as the Goddess of Mercy, has a similar organization called the Inquisitors.
‘So, she’s an ex-inquisitor…’
The timid woman, who was tense and stammering, said, “Our periods of activity slightly overlapped, but we never actually met.”
“I see.”
“Yes. I can’t make an accurate judgment without seeing her in person, but she has purified hundreds of worshippers.”
In other words, her skills were beyond doubt.
“Is wearing the black priestly robe related to being an inquisitor?”
“Once, when I brought back a worshipper for interrogation, a young acolyte fainted at the sight of her blood-stained robe. Since then, she’s been wearing the black priestly robe so that blood or other stains won’t show.”
“I see.”
New information and a resolved question.
“You know quite a lot about her.”
“At that time, all information had to go through me.”
Claire glanced at me and said, “I, I didn’t investigate her on purpose…”
“I didn’t say anything.”
She avoided my gaze.
Both of them couldn’t lie.
“Well, if it’s Diana, it’ll be a good experience for the children.”
It was clear that she wanted to change the subject out of embarrassment, but I found it charming and quietly stroked her hair, listening to her words.
“…I’m sure it’ll be the first time for them to meet someone that prey on a weakness you didn’t know you had.”