Senpensekai no Madoushoshi

A song is a voice that speaks according to a defined scale.

Word has power, and its power, the sound carries. The size of that sound, the high and low, calls it a melody, but that was the first song played by the goddess Ilua...... "The Curse to Everything" is assumed to originate.

And that curse, now more often called a hymn, but there is still a place where you can hear it after a thousand years.

That's the church.

"Well, that's a very fine church."

The song played by Harp is ridden with a quiet, gentle, soprano that makes you feel calm when you listen, and contralto. Weaving them are the sisters wrapped in plenty of blue robes. Its robe hem, sleeves and chest area are embroidered with white flowers.

The flower's name is Ticcarodecca. The meaning of the old word crowned with its flowers is' majestic white '.

The flowers, which are also symbols of the church, are found all over the city. Of course, even here.

"It's a church built when the city is busiest. They say it's probably the biggest and oldest in the area."

"Really, that's great. One pillar at a time, decorations to the ceiling…"

The church has three spires, one of which is equipped with a shrine. It rings about three times in the morning, noon and evening, informing the city's inhabitants of the hour.

White marble floors and walls reflect the light inserting from the seven-colored stained glass. Sisters' songs play through that world painted rainbow. No matter how many times you come, this place looks like a different world.

"Hey Carol. Do me a favor and don't do anything unnecessary?"

"He said he would if he didn't tell me. I don't trust you at all."

"If you want me to trust you, change your daily attitude."

"Yeah, I can't do that"

Every time I walk, the cutlets, the cutlets, and the heels of my boots sound. That sounded there even within this big church if it was for five or four, and the Sisters looked back here. Still, what's going on with Carol's footprint? I'm wearing the same boots, but I haven't had any footsteps since just now.

"Iris."

In this city, that's roughly what I'm called. I don't remember going through too many legs. It's the same here, and I looked back to the voice.

"Ah, Mr. Alonda. We're out of time."

a gray-haired woman with glasses. That's Mr. Alonda, a local sister who has been in this church for about 10 years now, consulting with our younger generation of girls, and so on. She also wraps her blue robe around it like any other Sister, but the design is just a little different. Ticcarodecca embroidered on the chest, edged with gold thread.

"I haven't been home in six months yesterday. Today we are going to report it and…"

I look back to Mr. Rosé, who is behind me.

"I'll see you first, Priestess Alonda. My name is Rosalis Coolbacor and I am working with the adventurers here for my training."

Then Mr. Rose came to me, and took the sacred mark from his chest and showed it to Mr. Alonda, and then gave him a salute.

"I wanted to report something to you today and let me ask you"

"Thank you for waiting, Priestess Rosalis. That Iris will be back. And I knew you would be here."

"Huh?"

As I wore my little neck with a pocan face, Mr. Alonda pointed the soft eyes behind her glasses at me.

"That was tough, Iris."

……

Right. Mr. Rose said when he left the village of Lelton. The goddess Ilua said you already knew what had happened. That's why Mr. Alonda already knows. In the village of Lelton, what happened. And now, what's going on.

"No, because you had company"

"... yes. You got stronger in a little while."

Once she stroked my head, Mr. Alonda narrowed her soft eyes just a little and shifted her gaze behind me. Now behind me is Saluena, who stands like a shadow to follow.

"And if you... are you?"

"I don't know. My name is Hadion. A knight who once betrayed men, turned his sword to the goddess, and was called Dark Purple."

"Hey!? That Alonda, Hadion, is Saluena..."

What, so stupid? Do I honestly say I'm a betrayer from myself? Sure, that may be true, but it's not right. Because Hadion was just being manipulated by Auschnell.

"Well done, you're back. And I sincerely thank you for your help, Iris."

But Mr. Alonda didn't react the way I thought. He has a smile, keeping the calm air together.

……

Rosé seemed surprised by this, and as flat as I was, she kept her open mouth, which she would have defended.

"... I haven't done enough to be thankful. Compared to the help of elf swordsman Tothriln here, half wolf maiden Caroteil and my sister Rosa, my contribution is only trivial"

"Yes, is that so? Thank you equally to Mr Tosliln, Mr Caroteil and Mr Priestess Rosalis. Thank you for sending me Iris."

"Yes, no..."

"Eilees and I have been together for six months, of course."

"Well, naturally. But if you want to say so, you can show me the gratitude in some way. Mogagagagagagagaga!?"

"Hey, you, I just said something extra. You want to be silent forever, huh?"

Toslin turns his arm around Carol's neck. Then his mouth is also blocked with his hands and he goes to hold his breath completely. Well, if this is someone else in the red, I'll rush in or ask someone for help, but you can leave these two alone, right?

Mr. Alonda's twisted, too. There's nothing particularly surprising about the air being transmitted. Rather, he rarely blinks as he looks at Mr. Rosé.

"Priestess Rosalis... that Hadion told me about you earlier with his sister..."

"... Yes. The other day, we exchanged sisters' contracts."

"Well, congratulations on that. As the same cleric, I envy you."

"No, I'm still a shallow day as a cleric and an immature man in the midst of my Jeong-sook vows. It depends on how much knowledge and experience you need to have a sister every day."

"Pfft, as long as I still envy you. In a limited amount of time, we met and bonded with people we felt destined to be."

Mr. Alonda cut the mark in front of him and gave the blessing to Mr. Rosé.

"God bless you and your loved ones."

"... thank you. And bless you too. Priestess Alonda"

I returned my prayers, Mr. Rose, but was I the only one who looked like a sunken expression somewhere?