Love Letter From The Future

Chapter 624

624 – 7.5 Season is Autumn (13)

“Did he resent you?”

“No.”

Negative.

There was not even hesitation. Yeah, because it wasn’t true.

I still remembered the look of Leto I had seen a while ago. He just spoke in a rather unlucky voice, with a nonchalant expression on his face, as he always does.

‘Really?’

At first glance, it seemed like he didn’t pay much attention.

But I knew.

The fact that he is still using his personal connections to find out about Celine’s whereabouts. How could it not be?

Celine was like a little sister to Leto.

Leto was just pretending nothing was wrong with me. Even if he gets angry with me anyway, things won’t change, and if he starts to criticize me, I’ll suffer more than twice as much as I do now.

He was a very smart guy.

I felt sorry for that fact. Would I have been a little less sorry if I had been angry and cursed at me?

Though Leto would never do that.

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My hand touched the bottle. His desire to get drunk like this was like a chimney, but he couldn’t bear it as he was holding his wife hostage.

Until now, the saintess’ face seemed fine. But it’s only been a few minutes since I started to open my mouth.

It was around the time that even the spirits of alcohol were not rising properly. No matter how weak the alcohol is, there’s no way it’ll show up already.

In the end, I had no choice but to let out a sigh instead of drinking the whiskey.

“Leto, don’t blame me… Even if Celine is wrong. Just before she dies, she’s the kind of guy who’s going to swear once and move on.”

“That makes it even more painful.”

“Right.”

The light pink gaze that contains a lot of feeling of pity touches me. The saintess hesitated, and she hesitated.

I quickly filled the glass with my hand.

A full cup.

While he was doing it, another glass of alcohol rode down the saintess’ gullet and disappeared. Before I could say anything, the saintess spoke in a serious tone.

“Ian, did I tell you last time? The relics found in the Hastur family’s gold mine will arrive at the academy soon.”

‘The Hastur Family’.

When I heard the surname of my missing childhood friend, I instantly stiffened, but the embarrassment didn’t last long. Because from the moment you spit out the hwadu related to work, your heart became terribly calm.

The short break was coming to an end.

“It was already a few months ago, right?”

“Yes, there have been various circumstances in the meantime. Perhaps the power of the artifact is beyond imagination.”

“Well, it’s a fragment of the Seven Sins, so of course.”

“To be precise, at what point would it be more accurate to say that the dormant power was suddenly awakened?”

It meant that the relic, which had been quiet for a while, was showing signs of a revival.

But why?

There was always a good reason for such a sudden change. The unknown power that had been quietly dormant for hundreds of years, why on earth has it finally awakened?

The more the accident gets messy, the more guesses come to mind one by one.

Celine’s disappearance, Seria’s runaway, or the vampire’s death?

Even in the midst of not being able to guess what would have been the decisive variable, the saintess’ words continued.

“In addition, mysterious arson incidents are frequent in various parts of the continent.”

“It is the work of the Dark Church.”

Answer without even a single doubt left.

There were only a handful of groups capable of rioting simultaneously across the continent. At most, the Imperial Intelligence Service or the Dark Church would be the only ones.

And there is no reason why the Imperial Intelligence Service would do such a thing.

There was only one remaining suspect.

As if the saintess’ expectations were no different from mine, she silently nodded her head in agreement.

“That’s why I’ve been putting off the investigation of the artifact. If we move hastily, there is a risk of provoking the Dark Church… But now it has come to the conclusion that we cannot postpone the schedule any longer.”

“Why?”

“The power of artifacts is growing day by day. Perhaps in the near future, to the extent that it is unmanageable.”

It wasn’t good news.

No, on the contrary, it felt like an ominous premonition was hitting her chest. I swallowed my saliva and drank the remaining glass of wine for myself.

Tap, the sound of a glass hitting the table.

“Each country has agreed to examine the artifacts at the academy. The possibility that spies of the Dark Church are hiding in the empires and ten kingdoms, as well as in the Holy Kingdom, is a level that cannot be ignored. So, the essence of this plan is for the three kingdoms to come together and watch out for each other.”

“Who said it was coming?”

“I don’t know the details. But I know who is dispatched from the Holy Land.”

While doing so, the saintess pulled out a small document from her bosom.

It was a long story, but there was only one key piece of information in it.

‘Patriarch Eindel’.

At the top of Ciendel Mountain, it was a person I had seen from afar.

It was also a name I had heard a long time ago.

A bloody battle with elves in the north.

‘Patriarch Eindel, he is dangerous… ….’

Just before his death, Leoric must have said that.

I decided to silently hold the name and the documents the saintess took out in her arms. As my mood instantly fell, the saintess had no choice but to look more serious.

“Ian, do you know who is dispatched from the Empire?”

Hmm, as I drool, my head tilted slightly.

Of course, I had never heard anything related to it. However, when you reach a position like me, there is quite a bit of information coming in, albeit indirectly.

Especially if it’s information related to the Dark Church.

Soon I came to the most plausible conclusion.

“The Alpenhauser twins.”

“I see, I see…” It looks like Princess Iris used her hand.”

It was a tone that seemed to have been expected.

Perhaps there were negotiations involving various political powers behind the scenes. I was curious about the details, but I didn’t deliberately ask.

My brain had already exceeded its capacity.

Aren’t I also a knight? A knight had to wield a sword, and the battlefield wielding three chi tongues had to be left to those who were fit for it.

There is only one thing I have to worry about right now.

Slaying the enemies of mankind.

However, that was not the end of the news the saintess had to convey. She hesitated for a while, but then she vomited the truth that was bothering her.

“Ian, actually I… ….”

“I guess I have to go back.”

A calm voice.

However, the relationship between me and the saintess was not so shallow that they did not notice that my expression had grown darker. Her saintess’s fingers bent sadly as she quietly pointed at me.

“Isn’t Patriarch Eindel the one who oversaw the search for traitors in the Holy Land? When he says he’s coming here, it means that the work involved is coming to an end… The ending should be done by the saintess. No one can doubt you.”

In Seongguk, ‘saint’ had such a meaning.

A representative of God, chosen by the heavenly gods.

Doubting this was tantamount to doubting the will of the heavenly gods. Even if bloody winds blew for a while, the saintess was almost the only person who could fully endure the headwind.

So I guess I’ll go.

I knew. I understood, but I couldn’t help but feel depressed.

Are you alone again?

The saintess slowly got up and came closer to me in the midst of my melancholy mood. She did and then she got down on her knees.

It was the posture he usually showed when he comforted me. To make eye contact with me as I head towards the floor, and to caress my hand more carefully.

“Ian… ….”

“It’s okay.”

I tried to smile and consoled her saintess like that.

There was light moisture in her saintess eyes.

“We each have our own way. We have to fulfill each other’s responsibilities.”

Yes, this was the correct conclusion.

We had an obligation. In order to save humanity, in order to protect the world, there was no choice but to accept some sacrifice.

I’m sure she’s not a saint who doesn’t know this.

So the story is over now.

It must have been a normal development, just going back to each other’s paths.

It was right after that that the saintess noticed that something was strange.

Sniff.

My eyes moved blankly at the sound I heard from somewhere. At the end of it, there was a procession of tears running down his cheeks.

She was a saint.

The question of why on earth did not last long.

Because the saintess’s reddened cheeks were telling us the cause.

It was alcohol.

Before I could think of an appropriate response, the saintess rushed into my arms.

“I-i-i-i-i-i…” Heuk, heuuu… I feel sorry for my husband, what should I do… Our honey did nothing wrong, she just did her best…….”

“Me, saintess?”

“Should I not go?”

That was what I shouted while holding my hand tightly.

Her wife’s pale pink eyes were already full of water. Tears overflowing just by touching it proved this.

Are you serious?

No matter how you look at it, it seemed sincere.

“No, no… will you follow me Yes, let’s go on a honeymoon to the Holy Land. Nice place, pretty place, nice place… There are so many places I want to see with you.”

“Don’t you know that well? The seven sins are said to be relics, but where am I going…….”

“Why not?!”

Wrong.

The drunk saintess was out of her mind. It must have been a long time since the affection and compassion for me exceeded the limit, and the realm of reason was already flooded.

If we continue like this, there will be no end.

So I had to make a choice.

“How hard my husband suffered! You can afford a vacation! Me too, I want to go on a sweet honeymoon like everyone else… Ugh?!”

My hand pulled the grumbling woman. Until our breaths touch each other, it’s an instant.

A piece of soft flesh digs between the lips. Her tongue mingles with her tongue, and a subtle pleasure melts her brain.

The holy woman’s breathing became rough as she scratched the back of her tongue with her tongue. Every time her kiss was short or long, her woman’s body became restless and her thighs were pulled back.

The end of time, like an instant and eternity.

The tongue had moved away, but their excited breaths were still frantic about wanting each other. The solid silver line continues.

I said to the hazy saintess.

“Take it off.”

That’s the answer, as always.

“Yes, yes…… !”

The night that was not far away caught fire.

The next morning, the saintess was blushing with her memories of the night before.

“Hmm, hmm, hmm… Be careful anyway. There’s no way the Dark Church can stay calm. I’m sure even the envoys of the empire don’t know about it?”

“Alpenhauser?”

Juseom Juseom Appreciating the pure white naked body of her wife wearing her clothes, I slipped into reminiscence.

That Alpenhauser.