In the garden in front of her accommodation, Renee was sitting on a bench basking in the sun, eagerly practicing her divinity.
What she is doing now is elementary art, which is the least difficult of all the divine battle arts.
She didnât bother learning martial arts due to her physical limitations. Meanwhile, she didnât touch the âlawsâ since she needed to understand the theoretical aspect first. So instead, she was learning divinity through the process of elimination.
âWhewâŠâ
She let out a deep breath from her mouth. Renee took another breath while emanating divinity from inside as she gathered it in both hands and began to transform it by concentrating on her imaginations.
The basis of elementary art is to embody what comes to mind in shape.
âA fire.â
A fire that isnât too hot, but instead warm and cozy, like the one that warmed her up while camping last night.
That was what came to her mind.
It crackled audibly. It burned as its shape oscillated. A red color akin to sunset. Bringing it close, the heat gets transmitted through the skin.
She isnât too sure because she couldnât see it, but Renee, who tried to recall her memories of the days when she still had her sight, imagined a similar visage as much as possible, then began to materialize it by emanating her divinity.
Crackle-.
A sound resounded as her divinity was extracted and began to take form.
Spark.
Sparks of firewood began ricochetting around. Perhaps the thought of making the bonfire caused such a phenomenon.
Renee, who had been kindling and refining the flame without a break, realized that there was nothing left to refine as she struggled with her divinity. She then asked Vera a question.
âWhat do you think, Knight?â
âYouâve made great progress.â
âHehe, thatâs good.â
A bright smile bloomed on Reneeâs mouth in response to the praise.
Vera looked at that smile and continued, gazing at the flame conjured over Reneeâs hand.
âItâs a bright scarlet flame. At the bottom are a few long sticks resembling firewood and the heatâŠâ
Vera continued, putting his hand on the flame.
ââŠIt is slightly hotter than human body temperature. A bonfire, right?â
âAh, yes! I remember the warmth from the bonfire on the way to the Holy Kingdom.â
âYouâve reproduced it beautifully. I canât imagine how you materialized it so perfectly despite not seeing it in person.â
It wasnât empty praise.
The bonfire that floated on Reneeâs palm was so exquisite that it couldnât be believed that she had materialized it without looking at it with her own eyes.
âImagination is the most important factor in materializing the divinity. You have a gift for elementary art.â
âAh, itâs embarrassing if you keep flattering me too muchâŠâ
âIâm serious. I canât do that kind of materialization.â
âYou canât, Knight?â
âYes, thatâs why Iâm not good at elementary art.â
That was the reason why Vera immersed himself into âLawâ among the other divine arts. It was a field with room for development if you dig into your sense, experience, and knowledge. It is judged that imagination itself can cover up oneâs weakness.
Vera was a person who didnât invest in things that werenât certain.
Renee nodded slightly at Vera and continued speaking with an awkward smile.
âWell, itâs strange that even the Knight canât do something.â
âIâm a human being, so itâs natural.â
âStill⊠I feel like the Knight can do anything.â
âIâm sorry.â
âItâs âSorryâ this time around? Oh, donât apologize. Instead, answer me with something else.â
Freeze-. Vera shut his mouth.
Renee giggled at Vera as he silently avoided answering her. She then spoke out.
âJust kidding.â
âI apologizeâŠâ
âDonât say that either.â
Vera faced a bit of difficulty upon hearing her words. He always seemed to be tongue-tied whenever Renee played pranks on him.
About a month or so, Renee had almost adapted to life in the Holy Kingdom and began showing her mischievous side he had seen back in the village.
Itâs a relief, but Vera canât shake the thought that this mischievous appearance may be due to the residents of the Holy Kingdom, and thus his uneasiness grew with each passing day.
Of course, it was just a subjective crisis in the end and a worry far from the truth.
Reneeâs behavior just now was her own effort to calm her throbbing heart down. Otherwise whenever she spoke to Vera she would feel uncomfortable.
But it must ultimately have its limits?
Renee felt her stomach churn once again at the continued silence and quickly began racking her brains to stir up a conversation.
âOh yes, it seems that Temple Hall is now quite bustling. Did something happen?â
âPerhaps it was because the Apostle of Love is now returning to the Holy Kingdom for a while.â
âThe Apostle of Love?â
âYes, they were on long-term dispatch for five years. I heard they are returning to get some rest.â
âAhaâŠâ
Renee nodded and, while filled with curiosity, asked another question.
âWhat kind of person is the Apostle of Love?â
âI donât know, either. Weâve never met.â
âOh, is that so?â
âYes, they had already been dispatched when I first arrived at the Holy Kingdom, and this was my first meeting them as well.â
âThey must be quite busy.â
Renee said while uttering, âUmâ before continuing to ask another question.
There was a person who came to mind when she heard about dispatch.
âBy the way, isnât Sir Rohan dispatched?â
Rohan, whom she meets every once in a while. A person who always exudes a sunny and noisy feeling.
She heard he was the most dispatched person, but ever since Renee came to the Holy Kingdom, there was no mention of him going anywhere.
âHe is on stand-by order right now. Since the Saint has only recently arrived here, it would be best that the Apostles can stay by your side as much as possible. Thatâs why the Apostle of Love is coming this time.â
âOhâŠâ
Renee bowed slightly, feeling somewhat awkward.
âIâm sorry about that. Because of meâŠâ
âYou donât have to worry. I donât know about everyone else, but that person, Rohan, is likely going around to play, so he doesnât care about the Saint.â
âOh.â
An expression of understanding emerged on Reneeâs face.
Vera looked at her and thought.
It is the truth without any exaggeration. After that indefinite stand-by order was issued, Rohan became a fool and went to a nearby city to relish in the nightlife.
He always returned by sunrise, staggering in a drunken stupor.
It was a good thing for Vera that the most dubious human being was out there instead of here, but Vargoâs âsighsâ were increasing daily at Rohanâs pathetic appearance.
âHeâs a human being who doesnât have anything good to do.â
Renee couldnât refute his words this time.
âThat⊠Well, yes.â
Renee lowered her head. She was convinced. From her perspective, Rohan was a man who needed a lot of improvement in his lifestyle.
âWell, letâs go inside. Itâs almost time for dinner.â
âOh, yes.â
Renee trembled at Veraâs hand, reaching out and then gently lifting her up.
A slow walk. Vera was consistently walking at Reneeâs slow pace so that Renee wouldnât get tired.
Renee felt elated for some reason that he was walking according to her own pace, and as a smile appeared on her lips, she suddenly felt a thought rushing through her head.
âNow that you mention itâŠ.â
Vera will soon become an adult. Turning 18 years old, I heard that he was born in winter, so he will be legally old enough to enjoy the Nightlife this winter as well.
In other words, Vera may also go drinking in the next four months.
Stiff-!
Reneâs body froze when that thought flashed through her mind.
âSaint?â
Vera called out. However, Renee couldnât answer as that thought filled her mind, and her woes followed suit.
âWhat ifâŠâ
If Vera follows Rohan to the nightlife district, and indulges himself in drinks throughout the night.
âWomen, tooâŠ!â
If he meets them.
Creak, creak. Reneeâs movements became stiff like a wooden doll.
âSaint?â
Vera called out once again. Renee was startled and, while her body trembled, she spoke in a stiff stone.
âYes!â
âAny inconvenience?â
âOh, none!â
Renee answered briefly and once again trudged her cane forward and moved on.
Veraâs questioning didnât go on. Instead, he silently held her hand and moved on.
In that silence, Renee suddenly spat out a question due to the restlessness caused by the delusion that came to her mind.
âKnight.â
âYes.â
âUgh⊠Does the Knight like to drink?â
Soon after, Renee reflected on what she had asked and uttered an âOopsâ inwardly.
Vera was still a minor. He wouldnât have even tasted alcohol.
Finding it to be a ridiculous question, Renee couldnât bear to not wince at what she said. What am I doing right now? She almost covered her eyes due to the rising shame.
âI enjoy it to a certain extent.â
But an unexpected reply came. Of course, Reneeâs jaw dropped to the floor with a blank look.
ââŠWhat?â
âI havenât had a drink ever since I came to the Holy Kingdom, but I have enjoyed it from time to time. Especially on days when I canât sleep, when I donât have any sleeping pills.â
For Vera, it was an answer he uttered while reminiscing the events of his past life. In addition, this nonchalant comment was made while being woefully unaware that he was still a minor at this point.
Of course, from Reneeâs point of view, who did not know much about his circumstances, it sounded like, âI lived drowning in alcohol until I was 14 years old.â Consequently, her face naturally hardened at that fact.
â⊠Is that so?â
âYes, um⊠Saying that reminds me of that time again.â
Reneeâs fingers quivered. This time her trembling worsened to the point that even Vera felt it.
âSaint?â
âNo, it canât be true. Itâs notâŠâ
Oh my God . Confusion flooded Reneeâs mind. What did I just find out?
âA de-delinquentâŠâ
The terrifying people that only exist in big cities. Vera was a delinquent youth.
Her heart was pounding. Thud. She felt like she was drowning. She felt like she knew she shouldnât have known.
Of course, it had nothing to do with Vera meeting a woman who liked to drink! However, Renee felt upset when she thought about it!
Reneeâs grip holding Veraâs hand tightened up.
âSir⊠Knight?â
âYes, Saint.â
âLiquor is⊠BadâŠâ
She feels nauseated for some reason. When she spoke to Vera in that brooding tone, Vera tilted his head and replied.
âAh yes, I should always be on my guard, otherwise Iâll end up like Rohan while drunk.â
Sparkle. Reneeâs face brightened. She was depressed earlier. However, the next moment she became happy. Although tired of the constant flip-flopping of her emotions, Renee responded to Veraâs words, basking in the immediate feeling of elation.
âRight?â
âYes, but why are you suddenly asking about liquor?â
âHuh? Nothing!â
The cane touched the ground. Renee walked with a smile on her face.
Vera continued to think that as she saw Renee keep smiling.
âDoes she want to drink?â
Perhaps it was too early for Renee, who was only 14 years old. Vera was pondering such a thought.
ââŠNo. She may want to.â
Recalling that Reneeâs age was just right at the age of puberty, he lightly nodded and quickly understood.
Is she at the age where she wants to look mature? Itâs fitting for a girl just at that age to be curious.
Vera continued to worry.
If Renee wants to, should I bring her a drink? Either that or should I stop her?
Vera, who had been thinking for a while, shook his head quickly to shake off such thoughts.
âItâs up to her to decide.â
He was supposed to follow Renee in any direction she wanted, no matter what.