The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

"You're Amelie. I am an adventurer in Rubia, Clan [pale wind]"

"Oh, yes, Mr. Rubia. It's called Amelie."

Rubia was talking to Amelie.

"... all of a sudden, I want to see if my healing works in those eyes. May I hang the magic of healing?

Is that what you mean? Rubia can use healing magic without chanting.

If it is a power that seems to be blessed by Merriady, the goddess of the demonic world, then it works against divine blame?

If the power of the Son of God...

"What, in these eyes?

"I can use healing magic."

"Recovery...... you're an official of the Holy Church. But maybe it won't work."

Amelie seems reluctant to say no.

"I believe in the Light God, Lord Lurodis, and I go to the Holy Church. Yes, but I'm not an associate. And it may not work as you are told. But I listened to Amelie... and I was impressed. Respectable women like you, they're not in there! I want to do what I can."

Rubia reveals herself as she is.

"I respect..."

"This is also guided by Lord Lurodis, the Light God. I also have feelings of empathy as one saved by Master Shuya."

Rubia was talking as she rocked her blonde hair and looked at me.

That gaze illuminates.

"Master Shuya saved me...... I'm convinced. You're like a goddess of love."

Amelie squeaks, too.

Mr. Naomi and Mr. Tomas, listening on the side, have looked at me with a look of respect in the stream of Amelie's words and Rubia's. Damn...... my gaze swims.

There,

"But to be honest, I find this infirmity easier."

The strong tone of Ameri's words dominates the place.

"... so whether I am worthy of respect or not... it will seem occassional, but I have my values. I'm honestly glad my eyes healed and my father was happy. That's salvation, too. But I am not happy. I believe that this infirmity is a blessing that is free and God has given me. Thanks to this divine blame, I can share the pain and spiciness of others. That's why I can live meaningfully. And because of this divine blame, I met Master Shuya -"

Amelie stops looking at me in the courtyard where the banquet is taking place.

Wow, I'm turning to you.

In the sixth sense, are you watching?

But Ameri is clean.

No, just because I think I'm clean, it's extremely natural for her... rather an accepted event.

Tolerance and love. That's the guiding principle of her life.

Blindness is normal for her, like values.

Humans age naturally.

That's blind or not, but it doesn't change the sight.

Wealthy or poor, but unchanged.

So I will live with nature, accepting normally but as I am.

Maybe that's the heart.

It feels like I got it from her unilaterally.

"... is that right... but"

Rubia is sweet. Naturally I want to cure you.

But I don't want a blind Amelie.

I think her words are true.

After the silence flows, Amelie smiles whether she has changed her mind with the kindness of Rubia.

"... Mr. Rubia, I also met a kind lady. And she looks like a woman like a goddess of love. After all, can you ask for restorative magic?

"Oh, yes, of course. Okay, I'll go, are you ready?

and to Rubia, who reluctantly asks, Amelie turned her blind eyes back, her chest stretched,

"Yes, please!

And he answered forcefully.

Rubia sees Amelie's responsive attitude and then smiles quietly.

Girl, but leaning closer to Amelie's side with the atmosphere of a veteran healer.

I held my hand around her head.

"... Great Healing (Grand Heel)"

Her eyes stain blue to red as her voice echoes the sound of Rubia's bells.

And as I had seen before, over her head, a goddess appeared with a wand shining in bloody red and black in both hands.

The divine goddess has three eyes and a look of mercy.

And the central eye within that third move -.

He's staring at me.

Huh? Why me?

The goddess smiles sensibly and carelessly, moving her mouth.

... Ru? I don't know just how the lipsink moves.

The goddess has disappeared.

At the same time, Rubia's thin hands glow red.

The red light emitted from Rubia's hands is hung from Amelie's head all over her body and covered. The red light disappeared into the surface of the skin to stain.

I think the magic of the Grand Heel was hanging on Amelie...

Her double eyelid bright white eyes are no different than before.

"... I couldn't. I'm sorry."

"Yeah. I'm just glad I feel it. And I felt a deep love, a deep love combined with a deep darkness."

Divine blame. Isn't that convenient?

The holy petal that healed Melissa in the item box doesn't seem to work either, or is it magically impossible?

I haven't spoken to my father, but if I execute the kinship...

But do you want her in my spiral?

I feel different about that, too.

More importantly, there is no guarantee that your eyes will heal even if you obey them.

And it could twist her values (ethics).

Ma, I want to cure you, so let's just talk about it.

"Rubia, I need you to lend me some Ameri."

"Oh, yes."

"- Master Shuya?

Hold Amelie's hand.

"Fine, follow me a little, I need to talk to you personally"

"Okay."

Direct Ameri to my room.

So we talk about Lucival's blood.

If you become immortal, those eyes may heal. I was wondering if I could be a family member.

"... I ask you to keep this a secret, but what do you think? Want to try?

"A serious secret. I won't tell anyone. And Master Shuya with a heart of labor. After all, you're like a goddess of love. I'm so happy with that feeling. But I want to live and be a grandmother and die normally. I want to be old, to a blind grandmother with a bent hip and prominent bones and skin...... and save the disabled children so that if I can, I can continue my mutual aid club activities and be surrounded by my grandchildren and share that happiness with everyone. So... you don't need immortal life."

I was turned down. And do you want to be a grandmother?

Wow, that word wears my chest like a wedge.

You say no to immortal life... clean. Too clean.

I'm so divine Amelie, my chest trembles - I accidentally poke one knee.

I was worshipping Amelie with my hands together.

Then, the chest of the halhonk coat worn naturally, the dark green cloth, automatically unfolds to the left and right to open.

My left breast was exposed.

And the mark of the cross engraved on its chest brings light.

"That, light, cross..."

Huh? Amelie is looking at me.

"Now I see a cross of light, I see it. I can tell Mr. Shuya is there. Oh, but the cross disappears..."

As Amelie's reaction suggests, the light of the cross on my left chest was already gone.

Are your eyes healed?

"Yes, that's strange. For a moment...... I really saw the cross. And I also feel like I heard the light god, Lord Lurodis."

"Voice?"

I didn't hear you.

"Blessed be this man, the light, and..."

Oh well... such a voice.

And, looking closely at Amelie, there was a light cross pattern floating in her bright white eyes.

"Hey, Amelie, are you sure you're not blind?

"Yes, it doesn't change"

When Amelie blinks, the light cross pattern is gone.

My illusion? Even so, it may be exactly the birth of the Virgin Amelie.

But she feels like she believes in the goddess of love more than the god of light...

I wonder if the gods of Seulos care about the details either.

As Rubia said before, if there is a church, a faith, in the heart......

"... Mr. Shuya. I'd like to talk to Rubia, so I'll be back."

"Oh, yeah, I'll send it"

"No, I'm fine. He touched it with his hands and confirmed it."

That being said, Amelie nods small as she reaches into the sky and puts her finger against the wall.

He left the room smoothly.

For once, I'm worried, so I'll follow you from behind.

But it was an extra favor.

She puts her feet on the ground properly and walks splendidly over the hallway to the living room.

"... Hmm, now my child, I can't believe you turned down Shuya's family..."

Veronica was in the hallway.

I don't know because the door to my room is always open.

They were watching the current exchange.

The frown muscle is tingling and moving, frowning.

"I'm getting frustrated, what is it! What's wrong with Grandma? Fuzakenna, I, I..."

Yabe, you see the difference in values, or you're in a bad mood.

Well, naturally. We never usually interact with each other.

I know someone on the light side and someone on the dark side.

But this is also my chaos.

I need to follow up......

I'm in a bad mood with a crying face, but if you tell her something (...)...