379. Red (2)
A time when a giant demon species appeared, and the world was abuzz with rumors about it for a while.
Secret and mysterious things were happening all over the continent that people were not aware of.
It may be trivial, but for those who encounter it, it is a definite opportunity for change that can change their future course of action. It was a subtle movement that added cause and effect and the lack of cause and effect.
The coincidence first occurred in the imperial palace.
“… What is this?”
Pearl Palace.
Edith, who was tidying up the prince’s empty room as always, found a small bead rolling around at her feet. It was an empty soul stone.
“Now that I think about it, it seems like Prince Mores often carried this around with him… … .”
I didn’t know how the prince’s things ended up rolling around on the floor. But Edith didn’t think much about it and immediately picked up his marble.
“I’ll take it first and ask your Majesty.”
There was no sense of danger about tampering with the prince’s belongings. Because the person she served was not that flexible.
It was like that just the other day. Although she used the imperial carriage as she pleased without permission, Prince Mores praised Edith greatly and even gave her a huge reward.
Thanks to this, I earned enough income to just eat and play for the next few years.
‘But I shouldn’t take time off from work. I have to take care of Max, and sometimes it’s fun to play plate throwing.’
Edith hummed and put the soul stone into her apron pocket.
* * *
Small coincidences come to any playwright.
“Master Sorbonne! This work is also a hit! It is said that re-watching ‘Ambrosia of the Tower of Heads’ is becoming a trend in the social circles of the imperial capital these days. “You truly have God-given talent!”
When the opera house owner raised his voice with excitement, the playwright, who had sensitive ears, frowned.
“Enough empty words. “What else do you want from me?”
“These are empty words, they are insincere! More than that, teacher. Shouldn’t we start the next work soon? “I will support you with whatever you need!”
“what? It’s been a while since you previewed your new work, but you’re already on the verge of your next work, right? Hey, theater owner. “Aren’t you thinking too lightly of the pain of creation?”
The theater owner, taken aback by her fierce opposition, stammered.
“B-but, teacher. ‘Ambrosia of the Tower of Heads’ has long been passed down from Cypriot bards… … .”
“Oh, it’s noisy! “If writing a four-act long play based on an old song like that isn’t creativity, then what else in this world can be called creativity?”
The playwright responded nervously and suddenly raised both hands at the same speed. Then he gets angry by pointing to the left and right sides of the theater owner’s head at the same time with the same finger.
“Besides, as I’ve said before, didn’t I tell you to pay attention to your parting when you come to my mansion? “If you see your crooked parting that disturbs the balance of the world, the inspiration for your work will soon get fed up and run away!”
“what… … ?”
She was a woman who made pointless comments.
But the theater owner suppressed his anger. Currently, Mr. Sorbonne is the most famous star writer on Rue Bertrand. Any work with her name on it, even if it’s a play in which she wrote her own lines, is sure to be a hit.
Aren’t the teacher’s personality flaws a trade-off proportional to his brilliant genius?
“Now, just wait a moment, sir. “I’ll fix my hair in a moment, so let’s talk about my next project for a little longer.”
While the theater owner ran to the mirror to make the parting exactly 5:5-
Fight!
Suddenly, a book fell to the floor and made a dull noise.
“Oh, what’s happening all of a sudden?”
It’s not like the wind came from anywhere, so why did a book that was placed in good condition fall to the floor?
The playwright quickly picked up the book and put it back on the bookshelf. Even if he saw something that deviated from the symmetrical structure he had arranged for even a moment, he felt so uncomfortable that his internal organs were twisted.
But suddenly the title of the book appeared clearly in her eyes. A masterpiece of Ortona Romanticism, which once dominated literary trends on the continent.
‘[The doll’s song]… … .’
Well, this is a pretty good piece too. If you tweak the structure and ending just a little, it will become a story that shows some pretty cool interconnections.
“Shall we adapt some classic literature this time? “It will be completed much faster than completely creating it.”
At the playwright’s indifferent muttering, the opera house owner’s face brightened.
* * *
A young man who was busy rushing down the road also encountered that small coincidence.
“We have finally arrived in Regina, Master Kenneth. “If you just go to the Breeze River like this and take a boat, you will be able to get to Cyprus safely.”
“okay. “Good job.”
The young man was Kenneth Diggory, who was imprisoned on suspicion of harboring a demon, attempting to murder a junior, and murdering two employees.
Perhaps thanks to his grandfather’s enormous power, all of his crimes were ultimately concluded to be accidental accidents caused by a weak mind and body.
Kenneth, who was released after receiving a greatly reduced sentence and paying a large amount of bail, was currently secretly fleeing to another area to avoid the eyes of imperial officials.
“But are you sure you don’t mind? Cardinal Diggory originally wanted you to go to peaceful Anatolia.”
“What on earth can I do in the old landlords’ stronghold? I’m going north. The wise man has always said this before. “All the mysteries of the continent lie in that wild and free north.”
The young man, whose eyes were dreamy for a moment, soon came to his senses and looked back at the attendant.
“But there was something I wanted to ask you earlier. “I heard something like this flying all over the street. What is this?”
In Kenneth Diggory’s hand was a small leaflet.
“that… … ?”
“Suddenly, the wind blew it away and landed in my hand. “It felt as if the mystery of the world was willingly inviting me.”
The attendant narrowed his eyes and looked at the flyer. A mimeographed paper with sloppy handwriting, not proper type.
-The secret of the future conveyed by the wise man.
The continent is facing the terrifying flames of hell that will soon come! Listen! Only those who awaken will open the shining door of salvation!
The attendant nodded.
“Ah, it’s the story of a crazy wise man.”
“Sage?”
Kenneth perked up his ears at the not-so-familiar title.
“yes. This is a crazy person who claims to have seen the hell prepared by God many years ago. It is said that they have now settled down near the Marquis of Benso to avoid the Inquisitors. “Seeing that they are distributing such fancy leaflets, it seems that the number of followers has increased considerably.”
hmm.
Kenneth Diggory looked at the leaflet, lost in thought. And after a while, an odd sound came out of his mouth.
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“hey. The trip to Cyprus is canceled. “Let’s go to the Marquis de Benso first.”
“… yes?”
As the attendant was taken aback by the sudden situation, the young man smiled straight, showing his even teeth.
“Isn’t this the person who has been preparing for hell for a long time? “How intense will such a person’s intelligence and exploration be, and how close will he be to the mysteries of the world?”
* * *
Even Archduke Asean, who lived far away from the ecliptic, could not avoid such a small coincidence.
“Isn’t it really a long time since we had a banquet? miss… No, this is the first banquet you are attending since the Empress returned, right?”
While combing the hair of the empress, who had a grumpy expression on her face as if she didn’t feel like it, the maids chatted hard to cheer her up.
“They say a large number of landowners from Anatolia will be attending this time, right? “When those villagers see your beautiful appearance, Lizabeth, they will probably be so dazzled that they won’t be able to come to their senses!”
“… … .”
Crackling… … .
As the Empress’s expression remained frozen without the slightest change, the maids’ forced laughter became increasingly heavy.
“Well, by the way, Lizabeth. I feel like my going out outfit decoration is a bit boring today. “The color doesn’t match the red and gold decorations you always wear. Is there any other jewelry that would go well with it?”
Clatter rattle rattle rattle.
It was when one of the maids was diligently rummaging through a jewelry box. Suddenly, a small trinket of hers rolled into her hand. It was a simple brooch decorated with crystals as white as ice, something I had never seen before.
“oh? There were all these items in the jewelry box? Lizabeth! “I think this would be perfect!”
The maid was delighted and put the brooch in her coat without permission. Then, too late, she noticed the other maids’ pale expressions and her eyes widened.
‘… ok?’
‘hey! hey! stop!’
‘huh? why?’
As the maid made a puzzled face, her companions made all kinds of expressions and silently twitched their lips.
‘That, Lady Lizabeth, is trash.’
‘Trash… omg!’
Empress Lizabeth’s trash.
These are things that roll around the room like trash, but if someone touches them carelessly, they immediately startle you.
The maid, who belatedly realized the situation, looked back at the empress with her chin shaking. She expected that there would be an outcry right now.
“… … .”
But surprisingly, Lizabeth didn’t say anything. She just turned her head and closed her eyes as if she was annoyed.
Thanks to this, the maid, who couldn’t decide whether to take the brooch back or leave it behind, hesitated for a moment and then just left.
* * *
The mansion located in the corner of Asein could not have been a blind spot for coincidences that occurred simultaneously.
Cayenne, who had sent his confidant Rodrigo on an errand for the first time in a while, received urgent information from his spirit.
“… Caught by security?”
why?
After a long period of compiling the information sparsely received from his soul, Cayenne was finally able to roughly understand the reason.
It seems that Rodrigo obtained a rare poison from the dark city according to Cayenne’s instructions. However, on the way back, the strap of the bag suddenly broke, and the bottle of poison ended up lying on the street.
However, it seems that he was accidentally caught by a security guard who was passing by.
‘No, what is this? ‘I’m so unlucky, what’s going on?’
Rodrigo is currently the only soul in Cayenne that exercises complete control. So we’ll have to get him out of jail somehow, and he’s going to be a pain in the ass for a while.
‘It’s completely ruined. ‘Now what should I do when my father comes?’
After thinking for a moment, the boy looked around the chessboard, which had been gathering dust for a while, with a disgruntled look on his face.
* * *
If someone you see every day suddenly catches your eye one day, it can be seen as a change brought about by a coincidence.
This was the case with Inquisitor Lumiere, adjutant of the Knights of St. Marsyas. For some time, she had been unable to take her eyes off the little saint who was awkwardly accompanying them.
“An order to rest has come from the front. “Stop marching for a moment and wait!”
“atmosphere!”
“atmosphere!”
As one of the knights quickly reversed and announced, Lumie turned to the Inquisitors following him and gave instructions.
“It’s just the right time. good night. “We don’t have any special plans right now, so let’s all take a break.”
Then, Saint Sisley, who was nearby, nodded and lightly jumped off the horse.
Although she was a lieutenant and was on the same level as Inquisitor Lumiere, the saintess seemed to strictly follow Lumiere’s instructions.
This was quite an unexpected result for Lumie, who expected a fierce fight with the young princess.
‘Anyway, you don’t look tired at all.’
Lumiere was secretly impressed. In a forced march that would have made even experienced Inquisitors struggle, the girl was maintaining her posture without the slightest disruption.
A flawless creation of the Lord, as if made from clean crystal.
As Inquisitor Lumie stared blankly at the little saint, she walked toward the head of the procession at a brisk pace. Then, as if she had made an appointment, she ran into Prince Logan, who was approaching from behind.
As expected, the veins did not go anywhere, and the prince looked as neat as if he had been drawn.
“Brother Logan.”
“Yes, Sisley. Would you like to use this interlude to pray with me?”
“good.”
So the siblings place their hands together and close their eyes reverently.
“ah… … !”
At that moment, Lumie couldn’t help but doubt her eyes.
Was it just a simple illusion? Somehow, a bright divine halo seemed to emanate from the two praying siblings.
“Lord. Please protect your children.”
“Please take care of Brother Mores so that he can recover quickly.”
The brother and sister’s calm words come to mind.
Lumiere was somehow certain. If the Lord, who looks over all things, is looking down on the underworld, then at least at this moment, he will surely be fixating his eyes only on them!
Now, the little saint and Prince Logan were standing at the center of a world that was spinning.
‘No, what kind of crazy idea am I having right now…’ … .’
Lumie quickly came to her senses and shook her head lightly.
Cry!
Is it because of my mood? For some reason, I felt like I could briefly hear the innocent laughter of children.
fantasy,
