Love Letter From The Future

6. Proof of Existence (51)

The saintess’ stupid gaze turned to Yuren.

It was a look on his face that he did not even understand what he was saying.

So Yuren had to emphasize his words again.

“I was stabbed. In the gap where Ian was careless, behind his back… It was stabbed in the stomach, so it must have been fatal. Of course I have to faint.”

“Uh, what… … .”

The saintess’ voice trembled along with her light pink pupils. A rippled astonishment spread throughout the body.

“Don’t worry too much, sister. I wouldn’t have died. A high-ranking official was dispatched from the Dark Church, and the ruler liked Ian so much… … .”

“Don’t talk bullshit!”

It was an unusually violent reaction.

The saintess struggled on the bed, saying harsh words for the first time in a while. Every time that happened, the restraining gear shook with a loud crashing sound.

The woman cried out like an outburst.

“Are you crazy?! You stabbed Ian? Even by helping the Dark Church? Ho, maybe you’ve been manipulated… … ? Then come on, come on, release these hands… I will look into it!”

“It is useless.”

It was an overly languid tone.

Yuren’s assertion mixed with a sigh showed a clear gap with the woman’s heated voice. Innumerable emotions surged from the eyes of the saintess who grieved at this.

Denial, resentment, fear, bewilderment, and despair.

Yuren, who had silently watched the fragments of that pain, opened his mouth again.

“I have never been manipulated. However, I just made a rational choice.”

“… … Aren’t you afraid of God?”

“Keuk-kuk,” Yu-Ren finally couldn’t hold back and burst into laughter.

Did you say that if you love, you resemble each other? Ian had also asked such a question before Yuren left.

That sounds really stupid.

Yuren raised his body from leaning against the wall, and his magical green eyes lit up. The sound of slow footsteps was ferocious.

“Are you heavenly? Whoops, hahahahaha… Alas, my sister must not have known.”

It was an obvious mockery.

I just don’t know if it’s for the saintess or for myself.

That’s why Yuren’s smile looked miserable on the other hand.

“How disgusting is this world? A priest who is supposed to practice the love of God regards orphans as livestock in the breeding grounds. Occasionally, food is tossed, but what will the livestock do when it tries to match its owner?”

“So I set out… … !”

“At that time, those who laid the foundation for my sister’s support were members of the Dark Church.”

Chin, the saintess was speechless again.

The eyes widened were evidence of the saintess’ astonishment. He stammered and squeezed his vocal cords, but the voice that came out was just a shredded scream that couldn’t even be spoken.

Yuren’s riverside was getting hotter and hotter.

“Whoa, are you surprised? But looking back, it makes sense. At best, to be on the side of an orphan who was meant to be used as a face madam… Wouldn’t that be worth paying for? So I made a ‘contract’… … .”

The saintess’s lips tried to open and then closed again. The quickening breathing revealed the extent of the woman’s shock.

I felt like I was being denied everything.

I thought I had been running for my dream all my life. There were trials and difficulties, but I thought I had somehow relied on the heavenly gods to break through. Also, I was proud of my abilities.

But what if it wasn’t?

“You still don’t know? The Dark Church has already dug into the depths of the Holy Kingdom! Humanity has no odds!”

“I-Ian… … ”

The trembling voice, the eyes that couldn’t look straight ahead because the spirit of resentment was broken.

All of these elements revealed the inner conflict of the saintess. Nevertheless, he did not hesitate to call the name of a man he wanted to trust.

It was good even if it was a last resort.

Even if it’s just an illusion created by a spirit driven to the brink.

“Ian will come to save you.”

The saintess muttered that while trying to hold back the tears that were about to flow.

Then, Yuren couldn’t help but smile.

There was something surprising about the saintess’ pure love. Even in a situation where there is no breakthrough, you do not lose faith in Ian.

Of course, Yuren wasn’t the type to leave this quietly.

“Ian, Ian… He’s a great friend. To be honest, I don’t even know how many times I admired it. Did your sister think so too? Maybe, if this friend… The Dark Church really… … ?”

It was followed by a giggle, a laugh clearly intended for ridicule. Even this was short-lived.

Suddenly, a ruptured sound broke out.

“… … gibberish!”

As he gritted his teeth, Yuren’s eyes were bloodshot as he shouted that. At first glance, it was a state of madness.

He gritted his teeth and reaffirmed it.

“Impossible! Even Ian can’t save his sister! There’s no way to know this hiding place in the first place… Do you know why Ian has been able to survive?!”

Yuren’s hand, with a smile on it, groped for my arms. And after a while, a blood-colored jewel floated on his palm.

It was something the saintess was familiar with.

Its name was ‘Blood Heart’, and it was a noble figure known to have the value of two castles.

Looking back, I was puzzled.

It’s such a precious thing, how can it appear so endlessly?

The saintess’ eyes suddenly became dazed. Then, the smile on Yuren’s lips turned bitter.

“… … OK, let me show you proof that there is no God.”

Kwajik, and a crack opened in the blood.

It was because Yuren gave strength to the thumb and forefinger holding the blood vein. The grip of a skilled knight was sufficient to turn stones into crumbs. Even Yuren’s strength was strengthened by the power of the evil god.

It was difficult for blood vessels to withstand the pressure.

The saintess almost stood up in surprise. It was an offering that could cure all sick people except the dead. It was rare for a priest to just watch as it was turned into powder and scattered.

but the next moment.

The saintess was stunned in another way.

‘aaagh!’

A scream spreads. The translucent gas flowing through the cracks in the blood vessels filled the saintess’ retinas.

As the pitiful howls continued, the smoke gradually regained its shape.

‘aaa!’

‘Save me, save me…’ … !’

The saintess could not take her eyes off the horror. One by one, the pitiful cries lodged in the eardrums.

They were children from an orphanage.

There was no way I could be mistaken. I pretended not to be interested, but it was a place where memories of my childhood remained. The saintess deliberately obtained the orphanage’s children’s list and read it alone.

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James, the little boy whose name was too common to be dissatisfied. That’s why he said he wanted to become a knight later, set up achievements, and receive a new castle.

I remembered secretly giving orders to the orphanage to donate several wooden swords.

The child was going up to the sky, shedding tears of blood. The scapegoat that was caught in the clutches of the demons should have looked like this.

Mary, a sweet little nine-year-old. I’ve heard that it is rare for an orphanage to monopolize the love of an orphan with a lovely appearance. I think I heard that you want to open a flower shop later.

The flower buds did not bloom and withered. The resentful girl’s scream shook the saintess’ mind.

The saintess’ hair turned white. An incomparable shock hit his brain.

right, right. The saintess’ trembling jaw joints interlocked and let out a painful sound. The emotion that dominated the saintess’ eyes was fear that far surpassed astonishment.

It shouldn’t be like this.

Still, the demon’s voice was calm.

“… … Are you afraid of the heavenly gods?”

It was a terribly plain half-word.

Even so, the saintess was just trembling while holding her head.

jerk, jerk.

The demon started to take steps again.

“Aren’t you afraid of my sister? In the political arena of the Holy Kingdom, I survived thanks to the Dark Church, and I sacrificed the soul of an orphan without hesitation in order to cause a great miracle!”

“no!”

Rather, it was a cry close to death.

The saintess buried her head deeply and deeply, repeating her broken excuses.

“I-I didn’t know… Gee, it’s real! If only I had known that the people helping me were agents of the Dark Church, if only I had known blood essences were such a terrible thing!”

“What would be the difference if you knew?”

Chin, the saintess gasped and shed tears.

Suddenly, Yuren was approaching the saintess right in front of her. The mysterious green eyes showed off an ominous radiance.

“Then your sister would have been kicked out because she couldn’t even become a face madam, and Ian would have died long ago and had a tombstone erected… This is the truth of the world.”

“Oh, no… no… … .”

Despite crying and pleading, Yuren’s voice only grew higher.

“What a god!”

He pointed at the saintess’ neck with a violent hand. As he roughly tore off the silver rosaria Ian had given him as a gift, Yuren cried out with a feeling of vomiting blood.

“Do you still believe in God?! They say they love the weak, but they’ve never really loved us! If that proud god exists, why doesn’t he save us? Why don’t you still extend a helping hand to your sister?! Even a terrible object made with the soul of an orphan is accepted as a sacrifice… Speak, please!”

Eventually, Yuren’s hands grabbed the saintess’ shoulders and shook them. Even while her head was frantically repeating the pendulum movement, the saintess’ mind went blank and she was unable to utter a word.

Does God exist? tell me why?

The saintess was the one who wanted to know the answer more than anyone else. Right now, the saintess was praying mumblingly with a pale complexion.

But God didn’t answer. As always.

Yuren, who continued to question him for a long time after that, finally showed a dejected smile.

“… … After all, even my sister can’t prove it.”

kang, kang.

The silver rosary in Yuren’s hand rolled on the ground. Even that sharp noise couldn’t awaken the saintess’s broken spirit.

“God is an illusion.”

In God’s absence, the devil repeats his sly whisper.

“Who can prove its existence? Even my sister can’t prove it!”

After drawing, the devil pulled out a piece of paper from his bosom. The blood-colored writings that filled it up even gave it a grotesque feeling.

It was a ‘contract’.

“… … Let’s make a contract.”

The saintess kept her mouth shut and said nothing. I don’t know if the word stunned would be more accurate.

Yuren sighed and forcibly squeezed the saintess’ wrist. This reaction seems to have been expected.

“Then I will give you the world. Just a second, think you’re dreaming… You don’t have to be too scared. I just didn’t know, you’ve been getting a lot of help from us all along, right?”

Even so, the saintess could not readily answer.

I have to reject it, I have to shake it off.

There was no strength in the arm at all. It was the first feeling of helplessness in my life.

When despair fills the head, even the body does not listen.

The saintess realized that fact only today. Regardless, Yuren was forcibly taking the saintess’s hand into the contract.

The woman’s fingers flinched and trembled as if it were a final resistance. However, Yuren only smiled bitterly.

“Give up, sister. did you say… No one can find it here.”

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Just like that, the saintess’ thumb was about to interfere with the contract.

Silver lightning pierces the world.

Yuren was still smiling. It was a face that did not notice what had happened, let alone the saintess. However, in the stopped time, a passionate hue bloomed.

bloody.

Tuk, Degur.

Yuren’s severed arm rolls across the ground. Even then, Yuren remained stiff and did not erase his smile.

A low voice cut through the stillness.

“… … Hey.”

impossible.

There was no way this would happen. They deliberately chose a hideout half a day away, and Yuren was the only one who knew the location.

It would never leak out.

Even so, Yuren couldn’t help but feel the goosebumps running down his spine. It’s so absurd, but that made me even more convinced.

Because I’ve been watching the man’s movements right next to me.

Are you saying you came here?

The smiling face moved like that.

At the end of that line of sight, a man with jet-black hair was breathing heavily.

“Get your hands off my holy power pouch.”

It was Ian Percus.