Herace, who saw Yulina off, asked Erzen as she sat at the table. The lunch couldnât be better with the bread Yulina brought along with a moderately cold soup. Erzen whined and nodded as he tried to scoop up the soup with a wooden spoon.
âYeah. Sheâs the second best I like after Mom and Anna.â
âReally?â
At Erzenâs answer, Herace wrapped a cloth around the childâs neck with a bit of a bitter face. Yulina was one of the few adults liked by Erzen, who was much more shy than his peers. But when this winter passes and spring comes, Erzen will no longer see Yulina.
Herace asked again, with an immature gesture to Erzen, who was eating soup.
âThen will Erzen be sad if he doesnât see Priestess Yulina?â
Erzen stopped spooning and stared at Herace. The little head slowly went up and repeated going down.
âYes, but Erzen is fine as long as he has Mom. Then heâs not sad.â
Tears rolled up. Herace couldnât resist and hugged Erzen tightly. The child was hugged by his mother as usual, so he wasnât surprised. Herace said, patting Erzen on the head.
âMom will always be with you. I also donât feel sad if I have Erzen.â
****
There was a loud voice in the drawing room of the temple. Standing next to Dianna, Yulina looked at Count Ford in front of her eyes with astonishment.
âHe tried to do something terrible and capture a woman with a child in a sacred place. Itâs natural to kick them out.â
âWhat? So you blocked my sonâs prayer only because of a commoner? Is the Priestess out of her mind!â
The Countâs words made Yulina laugh. Oh, my God, I canât believe youâre talking like this. She was beyond disbelief.
âDid he say, I, Priestess Yulina is crazy? And here I always tell the other priestesses for his service to the Goddess.â
Previously, Count Ford, whom Yulina had seen, was a rare believer.
Every year, he invited priestesses to his castle and stayed up all night to beg the Goddess for forgiveness. The sight of him with gray hair praying without opening his eyes, reflecting on the crimes he had committed over the past years, drew admiration from the priestesses.
âItâs donation. Please give this money to the orphans in the village on my behalf.â
Besides, even though he was a noble, he wasnât very detached. Although the taxes collected from the territory was small, he always stayed frugal and did not neglect to show mercy to the people of his territory.
In particular, his donations to the poor or the temples in the territory was so large that the religious people cherished their Lord deeply. And Yulina, who had seen it for years, believed that he was truly the right person.
âWilliam, if the child misses the time to pray and is not forgiven by the Goddess! Then the Priestess will be responsible!â
But that was also an old saying. There was no proper appearance of him who prayed all night. He was expressing his anger at the work of the priestess as if they had done a sin. The Count was only worried that William would not be forgiven by the Goddess, and did not think a word about Herace, who was almost in big trouble because of his son.
âI keep telling you, Count, the responsibility for this is to WilliamâŚâŚ.â
âDonât keep blaming William! Iâm sure itâs the commonerâs fault. Sheâs a woman who wanders around without a husband. Isnât it obvious that all the commoner women are like that? She must have seduced William, my child with her body.â [T/N: As father as son. Iâm not even surprised.]
âWhat kind of nonsense is that?â
Eventually, Diannaâs mouth burst into shouts. When the Head Priestess stared at the Count with an angry expression, the Count clenched his lips and looked embarrassed. However, he soon put the blame back on Herace and took his sonâs side. He could not let her son lose the opportunity to beg mercy to the Goddess because of a commoner, who was not even an aristocratic woman or had a husband.
âHmph! Sheâs not a widow without a reason. This must be the anger of the Goddess for losing her husband so early. So donât try to chase away my innocent child, just chase the unclean woman. Or Iâll throw you out of the fief and from the temple as a Lord.â
Yulina, who couldnât resist the Countâs threatening appearance, tried to step forward, but Dianna raised her hand to block her. The Head Priestess straightened her back and shouted in a cold voice.
âThe temple is beyond the reach of secular power. If you do so, I have no choice but to tell the Bishop that the Lord kicked out the servants of the Goddess to embrace the sins of the blood vessels.â
âThisâŚ!â
The word Bishop gave the Count an unanswered impression. It was a great insult to him who believed himself to be a faithful believer. Eventually, the Count took a step back.
âAll right, I wonât tell you about her again. But be prepared for William to pray here as soon as possible. Or Iâll cut off the donation to the temple right away!â
Bang! The sound of the door closing violently represented the Countâs mood. Yulina helped Dianna, who was reeling as soon as the Count disappeared, and sat her in a nearby chair.
âPriestess DiannaâŚâŚ.â
âDonât worry, I will not let William enter this temple. What prayer.â
Yulina also thought Diannaâs decision was right. However, the donation made by the Count was an amount that was hard to ignore. She blurted out the words before ending with a blur and looked worried.
âBut then the donationâŚâŚ.â
âThis temple has endured even when there was no donation. More than that, I know youâre worried about Heraceâs party. The moment he will come there, I know the wicked him will run more wild.â
Dianna, who touched her forehead as if she had a headache, sighed for a long time and looked outside. Dark clouds were filling the whole sky as if it were going to snow again.
****
It seemed like it was snowing heavily last night, but it was sunny the next morning. Anna also went outside in the bright sun, saying she had business to do. Herace was going to have a walk after a long time with Erzen, who had been whining about wanting to build a snowman.
âIâm going to make a big snowman!â
âYes, Erzen. Letâs go out and make a snowman.â
Looking at Erzen, who was happy, it was worthwhile to sleep less throughout the snowy night and finish the work. Herace thickened her sonâs clothes, thinking that she would play with Erzen as much as she could today when the weather was good.
âItâs uncomfortable, Mom.â
âItâs cold outside. You canât go out if you donât dress like this.â
Erzen, who wore more than two layers of clothes and a scarf, whined that he was uncomfortable, but jumped well in the room at the thought of making a snowman. After arranging Erzenâs clothes once more, Herace searched the drawer to put on a shawl to keep from the cold herself.
âMom! I want to go out first.â
âNo, Erzen. You have to go with mom. Erzen!â
Herace tried to catch Erzen, but Erzen quickly went out of the room. Soon after, there was a giggling sound, and she heard the door that connected to the outside opening. Herace hurried to find the shawl, wrap it around, and followed him out. The snow piled up through the slightly open gap of the door was reflected by the light and could be seen shining.
âErzen, you must go with MomâŚâŚ What?â
Herace opened the door with an angry voice. But she couldnât see the child who was supposed to be outside the door. Herace called Erzen with a pale face.
âErzen!â
It was only a few minutes. No, it wasnât even a few minutes. But whyâŚâŚ. Erzen was a small child. She was sure he didnât go far. Herace tried to suppress her anxiety and looked everywhere. And soon a small childâs footprints came into her eyes.
âAhâŚâ
As if to prove that he stepped there, the remaining footprints continued around the corner of the building. Herace, relieved, quickly turned the corner following the childâs trail.
âErzen!â
Then Erzen was seen. When did he get there with such small steps? The child was sitting right in front of the shrub at the end of the wall, clumping his eyes. When Herace saw the childâs face behind the scarf turning red, she approached her son with a smile, forgetting her anxiety and nervousness. Her heart, which was trembling as if it would sink immediately, had regained stability when she saw the childâs face.
âErzen, I said you have to go with me.â
Erzenâs expression, who found Herace, also brightened. But in an instant, Erzenâs eyes grew round. The child opened his mouth and shook his head at Herace with a scared expression. And in a quivering voice, he called out Herace.
âMom, MomâŚ.â
âErzen, whatâs wrong with youâŚâŚ Oh, my!â
Herace did not see the shrub she had passed by walking, nor did a large shadow covering her own shadow, because she was busy looking at the child. As she reached for the child, a large body overtook her and covered her mouth.
âUgh! Ugh! Ugh!â
Herace struggled to escape. Another man was seen approaching the frightened Erzen and covering the childâs mouth with a white cloth. Erzen struggled with his thin limbs and soon drooped his limbs. Heraceâs eyes grew bigger and her defiance intensified.
âUgh! Ugh!â
However, Heraceâs vision also gradually faded. The unpleasant and strange scent gnawed the mind from the cloth to the nose. In the end, Herace couldnât overcome the cold snow and called her sonâs name inside.
âErzenâŚâ
****
âWoowu, I really donât know anything. I donât know!â
Rizbelle burst into tears and shook her head violently. However, Dianna and Yulinaâs faces, who brought her to question, were only strict. Dianna said in a cold voice, gazing fiercely at Rizbelle, who was kneeling.
âRizbelle, there are more than one or two priestesses who have seen you hanging around the annex for a few days. So tell me the truth. What do you know about the disappearance of Herace and Erzen?â
âHow can you doubt me, Priestess? Maybe she took the kid and ran away. She was a wanderer in the first place. I meanâŚ.â
Rizbelle was not cut out for lying. Shaking pupils and hand clasping away from Diannaâs eyes, it was visible she wasnât telling the truth. But Anna, who had been biting her lips so far, popped out with an unstable appearance.
Slap!
âArgh!â
âTell me! If you donât tell me, Iâll tear your mouth apart!â