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You’re Here Now? (3)

Anticipating my reaction, Merson approached and gently took the document from my hand.

“…Does this make sense?”

“It was probably the best option for humans.”

“Don’t talk about it like it’s someone else’s business.”

“But it is someone else’s business. Why should we care about Serdebella Renee as well?”

“So it’s okay for Serdebella to continue playing the role of the saint like this?”

I had reduced my interest in matters outside to focus solely on my recovery over the past few days.

The rebellion had been quelled, Chenin and Evan were safely residing in the imperial palace, and Sezaine had been freed from the threat.

But a single line from the document I had just seen a few seconds ago was gnawing at me nervously.

The saint who had incited Count Abitz to rebellion, who had falsely accused Chenin of murder, and who had bred an army of dark wizards to take the lives of many….. Received no punishment at all.

The reason Count Abitz had been kept alive until now was to expose the Saint’s actions in detail. To use him as both the perpetrator and witness, aiming to prove the crimes committed by the Saint against the temple. But with no response from God, the plan had ultimately fallen through.

“The Saint is not human. She is the representative of God. It’s only natural that Serdebella Renee is not subject to human laws. Even if she incites rebellion, even if she kills the human emperor, there’s no one to punish the Saint. Among humans, that is.”

“Well, there’s that. Do we have to wait for God to respond before she can be punished? Putting the Saint in the category of such a criminal and irresponsibly standing by like this?”

My fever rose to a boiling point. Then what’s the point of having an Emperor in this country if the Saint can do everything on her own!

“It’s unprecedented. There hasn’t been a Saint who has intervened in human affairs for thousands of years. They would merely convey the words of God and comfort the believers.”

“Then if you knew she made a mistake, shouldn’t you quickly replace her!”

Even though I knew it wasn’t Merson’s fault, I raised my voice for no reason. But… in the end, I am fundamentally human, and he is fundamentally the Demon King. If I could get a little closer to God and meet a few more times, I would actively make a complaint or something!

“She’s not ordinary? Do you think such things won’t happen again? Planning and scheming more cunningly and maliciously next time, and should the believers just sit there quietly and pray?”

I thought everything was being resolved and the tangled threads were being untangled and finding their place again, but the source of evil still held its head high, rolling her head vigorously.

Unable to believe it, I attempted to check the document again, but a small flame suddenly emerged, turning into ashes and falling under the table.

“You’re just going to get angrier for no reason.”

Merson reached out and grabbed my hand, which was hanging in the air with nowhere to go.

“Even if humans can’t, I can.”

“….”

“I won’t just stand by and watch. Especially after daring to harm Erina.”

“….’

“So, Erina, you don’t have to be angry.”

Merson spoke in a gentle tone as if comforting my raised voice. It didn’t quite fit, but strangely, my breathing gradually calmed down as I listened to Merson calmly soothing me without getting worked up.

Yes, that’s what he intended to do from the beginning. He had already made his judgment regardless of what humans would do or how they would handle things.

“…You’re the Demon King, after all.”

“Yes. I don’t just stand by and watch.”

Those words from Merson pricked my heart. As the image of my recent outburst came, solely relying on someone else’s decisions of others, a slight sense of shame settled deep within me. On top of that courage and will layered over it.

Feeling his fingers interlacing with mine, I too gripped his hand firmly.

“Let’s go back to the human realm.”

As I gazed up at the tall Merson for a long time, he nodded.

“And you don’t do anything.”

“Erina?”

“I’ll do it. If I take one blow, I’ll return ten.”

“It’s dangerous…”

“No, it’s not. I’m not human anymore either.”

* * *

Having brought nothing, there was nothing to take back. Exiting the Demon King’s castle bare handed, Raynon ran, carrying a load that resembled a bear on his back. And he started to pile them onto me.

Nutritional supplements, unidentified magical items, spare clothes, homemade lunch boxes, and so on. There were so many that even though my arms were full, they kept pouring down to the ground. They all seemed unnecessary.

It was obvious that Merson would pass without looking at it, so it was obvious that he would give me. Seeing that I was struggling, Merson lightly squeezed them and handed them back to Raynon.

“It’s not necessary.”

“But, Demon King!”

There were dark circles under his eyes, probably from staying awake all night after hearing the news that we (well, Merson) were leaving. His single-minded focus on Merson’s well-being felt so desperate that he wanted to provide more.

However, our emotionless demon king, as if finding it bothersome, completely averted his gaze.

“I’ll take this. I might get hungry.”

I took out the homemade lunch box that he had prepared for me. Only then did his previously dead face brighten a little, and he nodded several times.

“Thank you. Then, goodbye.”

If I delayed any further, it seemed like more tiresome things would continue to happen. I hurriedly bid farewell and lightly tapped Merson’s side.

As he embraced my shoulder, a bluish light emanated, and a familiar yet still unaccustomed disgust arose.

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