Seijo ni Narunode Nidoume no Jinsei wa Katte ni Sasetemoraimasu ~Outaihi wa, Zensei de Watashi wo Futta Koibito Deshita~ - Chapter 39

“Kyu!” The Holy dragon is in a good mood turning over Liz’s head.

‘Who’s Sheena?’ Liz thought as she walked.

Yesterday, they silently walked through the corridor, her arm on Keefa’s grasp. She was finally released when they stopped in front of the food storage.

Keefa’s eyes wrinkled as if he’s struggling. His complexion as well as his cheeks were pale. He had a painful expression on his face.

“I will find out who Sheena Blyde is. It’s no coincidence that a woman who looks like Cecil would suddenly appear before us now.”

‘Of course.’ Liz nodded, Keefa became happy now that she’s calm. She felt saved. She was so relieved that she almost shed tears, she quickly looked down.

—Keefa kept on looking at Liz, she was desperate to keep her eyes open. While Keefa stood there and bit his lip.

“Kyu.”

“Come on, Shiro, wait a minute.”

Even if it has gotten a bit round, its flying speed did not even change. She was quite impressed by it.

“Are you out for a walk?” As Sheena spoke, Liz stopped.

“No, it’s part of our selection. Maybe it can be considered as taking a walk.”

“Liz is a candidate too. I’ve heard that you’re powerful. That’s amazing. You can be a candidate even if you don’t have magical powers.”

Howcome it feels like there were thorns in her words, she was suspicious and shocked but she simply answered, “That’s right.” not showing her face.

” Were you a candidate from the beginning? or were you in someone’s place?”

“—I was a candidate from the start.”

There was something in the corner of her mind, and when she told a lie in her mind. For a moment Sheena’s smile vanished. Her mouth is scrunched with anger.

‘She feels familiar’

Not based on her face, but on her expression earlier.

Perhaps, Sheena noticed Liz’s face trying to decipher something, so she returned back to her original smiling face, “Speaking of which, Prince Keefa truly is such a wonderful person. Last night, we met by chance and he spoke kindly to me.”

“Is that so?”

“It may probably just me, but whenever he looks at me he squints and stares at me as if he’s fixed by me. I felt embarrassed thinking that there might be something on my face.”

“Is there?”

“…But when I’m talking with him, His Highness often looks away from me and doesn’t even make eye contact and His Highness’s face turns red.”

“It must’ve been hot.”

“…All the priests around said that His Highness is shy. It was obvious at first glance.”

“The priests are surprisingly lively.” Of course, Lloyd tried to butt in.

Then again, Sheena’s mouth distorted, as if his patience had exceeded its boiling point. Her burning black eyes were full of impatience, and anger at Liz, who was already at a loss.

‘Certainly looks familiar’

Her heart was beating fast, enough that she could directly hear it in her ears .

‘…Emilia?’

She’s similar to that laughing woman, Emilia Kafen, the daughter of the Kafen household, who tried to entrap her in her hometown.

At this moment, Sheena’s face in front of her wavered. The familiar face of Cecil disappears. And then it appeared—

‘…!?’

Emilia. She was wearing the same red dress that Sheena wore, smiling. It was as if Sheena’s face changed to hers.

Liz gasped. It’s impossible. What is this?

At that moment, she came back. She looked at the flying Holy dragon. Sheena’s face is back to the former gentle Cecil. Emilia is nowhere to be seen.

‘What now?’

Liz  rubbed the palms of her sweaty hands against her  skirt so that she wouldn’t get caught. She knows what it is. It’s her intuition. It was just too sudden that it was hard to believe.

Does that mean Sheena is Emilia?

‘It seemed like a joke.’ She couldn’t help but laugh.

Emilia was said to be taken to the monastery far away from both the royal capital and the Colorado region. Although she had magic, she never heard of her using healing magic nor having the knowledge of medicinal herbs. And in the first place, she wasn’t the type of person who would save the poor for nothing like the “saint of Colorado”. Liz knew her best.

Though, she has never heard the art of changing one’s face and figure nor does Emilia know what Cecil looked like five hundred years ago.

But…

‘I have to make sure.’

Liz nodded, her red eyes showed determination.

It is already dark outside. The man she was looking for was in the library. A stack of papers and documents were piled up on the table and it seemed to be a mess. For some reason, the hair on the back part of his head was messy, it was illuminated by the candles.

Liz spoke from behind, “Have you been working overtime by yourself all the time?”

Lloyd turned and looked up.

“How did you know?”

She’s right.

Liz turned before Lloyd, “Lloyd, I’ll be telling you something crazy, will you hear me out?”

“It’s a matter of time now. I think Liz always says something quite extraordinary.” He laughed

“I think Sheena is Emilia.”

Lloyd’s smile disappeared from his face. He looked at her carefully and seriously. He breathed out and thought, placing his chin on his desk. Still, he said, “What are you talking about?”

“Emilia is the young lady who tried to entrap you in your hometown, right? If you are right, then she would’ve  changed her face. I’ve never heard of such magic, and if there even is, it’s forbidden. Only one can use it. That’s at the level of a saint.”

“I know.”

If Sheena and Emilia are the same person, then is there another ‘Saint of Colorado’ and Sheena is just pretending to be her? Nevertheless, it means that she’s just using the title of ‘Saint of Colorado’ to fool us? If that’s the case, then I’m convinced of this character.”

“And wasn’t she certainly taken in a monastery in the northwestern part of the country? It’s a long way from the Colorado region. Most of all, she doesn’t seem to be  the kind of person who would help a stranger in a war zone at no cost.”

“I know.”

However, as he deeply thought about it,  it’d be impossible. Sheena had an audience with the king and his ministers at the royal palace as the “Saint of Colorado”.  If he was a fake, it would be important for the chief priest and his accompanying priest to also be present.

After all, the “Saint of Colorado” is both Sheena and Emilia.

Liz’s eyes trembled with the candlelight as if in a daze.

“Is it your intuition?” Lloyd asked in a low voice.

Liz nodded.

“I see.” Lloyd exclaimed loudly, “I’ll ask if Emilia is still in the monastery.”

Liz clenched her hands tightly together. He believed her.

“How nice. I never get bored with you, Liz.” Lloyd laughed joyfully and suddenly his smile fell and turned into a serious facade, “I’ve been meaning to ask you about it.”

“Yes?”

“Is the Holy Dragon getting rounder?”

Of course she’s sure it is.

“Well, a little bit. If you’d think or show it an attitude, it’ll get angry. It’ll painfully pull your hair, or kick you on the head.”

“Not a little bit. Also, I’ve already been kicked.”

She now understood why the hair on the back of his head is messy…

It’s June 15 and it’s Soonyoung’s birthday today lmao that’s why I updated a few days earlier :>

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