Chapter 110
“Then, can you track the Saintess’s location now?”
“Not immediately, but it will be possible after some time.”
“Still, it’s fortunate we have a way to find her.”
Allen’s stiff expression relaxed a little. He had been searching for Irene non-stop since her disappearance.
His intense demeanor was so unsettling that even his fellow holy knights found it difficult to approach him.
“Let me know as soon as you can track her. I’ll mobilize the troops immediately.”
“Of course.”
Truly brave. Despite having only divine power, which was hard to use to harm others, she had been determined to help and ended up being kidnapped.
Her selflessness was astonishing.
But what truly struck him was the look in her bright red eyes when she had asked him to let her go. That pleading gaze had made his chest tighten, leading him to act against his usual judgment.
Though he was aiding Irene in her quest for revenge, he hadn’t planned on getting involved in something so risky.
This mission could cost them the Saintess if it went wrong.
‘Strange.’
He found his actions somewhat puzzling.
‘Have I become attached?’
Perhaps spending so much time with her had caused him to develop different feelings.
Even an abandoned animal would garner affection after a few days, and this was a person.
Moreover, they had spent considerable time together. Burt rationalized his conflicted feelings this way.
“Let’s see. How far have they gone?”
Focusing his mind on the earring, he could sense its gradual movement away. This pair of earrings allowed each wearer to track the other’s location.
Since the required power was magical, Irene, possessing divine power, couldn’t track them, but Burt could track Irene.
“They’re going quite deep.”
Burt checked the location on the map. It was a mountain quite a distance from the royal palace.
‘It’s about time to make a move.’
Steadying his restless mind, Burt folded the map.
* * *
Shah-Naz, who had been half-heartedly participating in the search for the Saintess, suddenly came to his senses.
As a refreshing scent brushed his nose, the persistent headache disappeared. At the same time, he remembered everything he had done.
‘What have I done!’
His hands began to tremble belatedly.
No matter how much he disliked the Saintess, this was crossing the line. If anyone noticed and informed the holy knights, the royal family would be ruined.
Luciel’s thoughts were correct. Even after coming to his senses, Shah-Naz kept silent.
In this situation, pretending ignorance was the best course of action. First, he needed to find and kill them.
He could guess the terrible consequences if they were caught and confessed before he could find them.
Shah-Naz began to focus more seriously on finding Irene. He mobilized the shadows raised by the royal family for the search.
Of course, their identities were disguised. If the shadows found the kidnappers, they would kill them immediately. There would be no torture to extract information about their backers.
‘Otherwise, the royal family is in danger.’
He couldn’t understand why he had done such a thing. It was all because of the headache, the relentless pain.
As he thought about it, he remembered Sage.
‘Sage also complained about severe headaches.’
When did the headaches become so intense? Shah-Naz tried to recall and soon remembered one face.
‘Ramiel!’
It seemed unbelievable, but Sage’s headaches began when Ramiel started visiting the temple again.
“No, that’s impossible.”
Ramiel was a kind girl. That’s why she was chosen by the goddess as a Saintess candidate.
He didn’t want to believe that such a girl was plotting something evil.
‘Then what is this?’
It was only for a short moment, but it felt as if he had become someone else.
He couldn’t even think properly, not like his usual self. That’s why he ended up handing over the Saintess.
Shah-Naz was suddenly gripped by fear. He didn’t know how he had ended up in this situation.
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