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Is it because the shipowner is the prince of the Holy Kingdom of Fahenrichin? Everyone was demanding an explanation from the Vatican rather than the Prince. The king of the Holy Kingdom is in a position to serve the Pope from generation to generation.
Facing the passengers who stood up, the priest raised his hands higher as if reassured.
“Of course, everyone. As a result of the investigation, the Vatican has learned that a group of wicked evils was trying to summon a devil as a sacrifice for Lilith. The Vatican’s power alone was too difficult, so we requested cooperation from the Iterana Empire, and together, we caught them and stopped their summons!”
Then Madame Pompadour clenched her teeth.
「It’s a bit… I don’t understand. Obviously, the summoning was successful. I’m not sure if it’s a Great Devil, but at least it was an equivalent presence. But why… Are you saying that Grand Duke Cesare is that powerful? No way.」
First of all, after being summoned, the devil and Cesare had a conversation about getting along with each other.
“Why did people lose their consciousness just now?”
“I can tell you that it was the devil’s last attack. Don’t worry, our righteous Sir Percyville, paladins and priests have joined forces to drive them out.”
Even with the priest’s loud voice, people’s doubts didn’t seem to be completely resolved.
“I will speak on behalf of the Vatican. Lilith is now safe. You may return to your cabin.”
However, it seemed for sure that a sense of peace and relief that had never been before now come. They began to breathe on the heavy deck as they left their places one by one.
“It’s very uncomfortable.”
Mrs. Pompadour responded immediately to Damian’s murmur.
「There is not one or two parts that are uncomfortable! Lady, why don’t you go to the Grand Duke and ask about the situation? I’m so curious that my head is dizzy—」
When she heard that all of this was a conspiracy of the Vatican, it was sure to get even worse. Then a young woman hurried out from among the moving passengers and grabbed the priest’s arm.
“My baby! M, my baby is gone! We went down to bring the luggage that I left behind—!”
The woman’s eyes were swollen red to see how much she cried.
Come to think of it, that was the reason why Maggie was in danger. It is said they search the cabin to make up for the missing offerings.
The priest smiled kindly and overlapped his hands over the back of the woman’s hand.
“Don’t worry, Madam. I have just received the news that we have rescued passengers who were about to be sacrificed. Don’t worry, your child will also be well. All of this is the grace of His Majesty.”
‘Is that how you cover it up?’
In short, it meant that the men who tried to kidnap Catherine would cover all the crime.
‘All these are made by the Pope.’
Even by abandoning a luxury passenger ship.
Catherine made a pledge not to be involved with the Vatican.
“Hiik… Thank you! Thank you for Your Majesty!”
The woman continued to thank the culprit of the incident. Damian, who was watching the scene together, turned his body and said.
“I’m so glad that the Lady is safe. After all, even if something big happens, I feel at ease. Of course, I had to run until my feet sweated looking for it. Haha!”
“Damian, you know it’s pretty useless, right?”
“Ah, isn’t this because it overlaps with my break time? Let’s go back soon, I really want to take a proper rest this time.”
Demian pushed Catherine’s back gently and forced her into the passengers heading to the cabin.
「I also had a hard time finding Catherine. When I awoke from the illusion, I couldn’t see Catherine and only this old woman remained.」
That’s because she got out of the illusions first.
“…Two? What about Percyville?”
「If you’re talking about that personality scumbag, I don’t know either.」
Come to think of it, Percyville was nowhere to be seen.
It was a relief for Catherine, but she felt uncomfortable when he suddenly disappeared in this chaos.
“Madame Pompadour.”
「Ung.」
“If you really succeeded in summoning the devils, who would you make a contract with?”
Madame answered with a short sigh.
「The stronger the devil, the stronger the human being is. They don’t blindly accept the contract just because they summon themselves. They probably chose the strongest and most capable in magic among those who led the summon—Sigh, I don’t know anymore.」
The most talented and powerful in magic among the Pope’s figures on the Lilith. In addition, he is a figure favored by the Pope.
—Ey, there’s no way. Because of his personality, there’s no way he’s going to make a contract with the devil in the first place.
Back in her cabin, Catherine stretched and fell onto her bed. She wished for a happy trip that she could enjoy without thinking, but she did not know that such complex events would happen in a row.
‘But how did I get into the abyss?’
Because she’s a contractor for the Great Devil Cesare?
The masters of magic would not have struggled to discover the truth of the abyss if it was a space that one might enter by way of being one’s contractor.
Reason.
The reason why Catherine was able to overhear the conversations of the Great Devils in the abyss.
‘Did you know that you are a Nephilim?’
No. Not this one either.
If it was possible to listen to it because she was a Nephilim, Madame Pompadour had to be there as well. So this will have nothing to do with the Nephilim.
Catherine hurriedly got up and drank cold water.
The number of things to ask Cesare was increasing one by one.
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From that evening on, Lilith increased its speed and arrived at the destination, Beaton Blue, the port city below Christopher, a day earlier than scheduled.
She thought it was impossible since there would be a schedule in the ship, but is it because the ship’s owner is Prince Jenon? He had the power to make the impossible possible.
「The Fahenrichin royal family is very suspicious.」
「It’s noisy, so stop playing detective games.」
「Playing detective games? Look at this blind cat! The devil was definitely summoned! At that time, the priest definitely said it was Prince Jenon’s order. It smells very dirty and shady.」
From that day on, Madame Pompadour has spoken of the ‘corruption of the Fahenrichin royal family’ every day. Of course, no one took it seriously or responded. Because no one was interested in the Fahenrichin royal family.
Their interest was one and the same.
“It’s pretty.”
Catherine answered, looking down at where Damian’s gaze was going.
“A woman? Or a flower?”
“Of course flowers.”
For that, the gaze is too fixed in one place.
The ladies at the port, where Damian was looking, had fresh chrysanthemums in one ear.
They welcomed tourists visiting the city and were busy distributing flowers and tour guide pamphlets in the basket.
「Uh… The smell of flowers is so bad…」
Lilith settles in Beaton Blue for a day, enjoys a vacation, and then returns to Christopher.
Beaton Blue was crowded with the autumn port festival. Yellow chrysanthemums suited to the sea filled the city with the scent of flowers. It was the last day of the festival, so there were more people and it was noisy from the street vendors.
“Cesare has come down.”
Damian whispered softly in Catherine’s ear. Even if she didn’t turn her head, she could hear the people in the hotel lobby screaming. Catherine took a bundle of cash from her bag and handed it to Damian.
“Have fun today, Damian. Here’s your allowance.”
The face of receiving a bunch of cash exuded embarrassment, but soon it was covered with a pleasant smile.
“Here’s the bag.”
However, Damian’s face darkened again at the bag she was handed over.
“Do you want me to play comfortably?”
“Do you not like it? Do you want to play comfortably without pocket money, or get a bag with pocket money and relax—”
“Leave it to me, Lady. There’s only one old woman and a little cat, so what’s going to happen?”
As if to trust himself, Damian smiled brightly as he took away the bag.
「Oh my. Look at this bachelor talking. That’s why he’s not popular with women.」
“What are you talking about? I’m popular, old woman.”
「They will meet you by looking at your face, and then broke up because of your personality.」
As she glanced away from them, the distance between her and Cesare was gradually getting smaller. Catherine tapped Damian on the shoulder, meaning he should go away.
“Phew. Okay, okay. I don’t want to disturb the two of you on a date, so please stop nagging me.”
Damian groaned.
She didn’t mean to go with that, and she didn’t even want to correct it anymore. Catherine took her eyes off Damian and looked at Cesare.
The appearance of him approaching quickly with his long legs made it feel as if an empty red carpet had been spread on the floor.
When she saw the eyes of the people around him rolling after him, it felt like ‘the person of the rumor who I don’t know what it is’ is approaching, so she was nervous for nothing. What should she say about this feeling?
“I’m sorry I’m late. Prime Minister Cole didn’t let me go.”
How does it feel to meet a fiancée for the first time, whom she only knew by name? Well, that’s a bad example. When she first met Charles Kilholder, she didn’t feel like this at all.
“It’s okay.”
Catherine quickly shook her hand at the casual tone without even realizing it.
“Oh, I’m sorry. There were so many people, I pretended to be a foreigner without realizing it.”
“The game seemed to fit well.”
Cesare smiled softly as he pressed the button on his sleeve. It was an impeccable, perfect laugh, but Catherine had to enjoy a subtle feeling.
‘Even for Cesare now, this must be part of human play.’
She thought she might be something special, even if just a little, in the play, so she considered herself lucky to have Cesare, despite her unfamiliarity with it.
“Do you like the Chrysanthemum Festival? Where do you prefer to go?”
“Are you going?”
“It’s the last day of the festival. Were you going to stay inside the hotel?”
Catherine answered Cesare’s question with a slightly dazed feeling.
“I called because I have something to say to Cesare.”
After a moment of silence, he nodded his head with a calm face.
“Oh, that’s what happened. I forgot.”
Is he really forget about it? There are many times when it is difficult to understand the meaning of a person who is always smiling or showing a calm face.
Cesare turned back inside the steps, which seemed to be about to leave the hotel. The goal seemed to be a cafeteria in the hotel.
But every time he passes by, people who appear to be hotel guests repeat the same words. It was the Lord.
“Lord?”
At Catherine’s murmur, Cesare glanced at her.
“From the last name part of my name about— Beaton Blue comes out around the eighth.”
Catherine opened her eyes wide. What he was saying was that Cesare was the lord of Beaton Blue. It was not strange at all to say that he inherited dozens of lands with Christopher.