✠During the post-war period, a great wind of change blew through the Binchester royal family.

After King Ferat, who had been seriously ill, passed away, the first princess, Celestine, took over.

Since the previous ‘paternity test’, Rabiosa and Ligares completely abandoned their desire for power, so there was no problem with Celestine’s succession to the throne.

On the contrary, they actively supported Celestine and helped her succeed to power.

The royal family, which had been in danger for a long time due to the discord caused by the deposed prince Hadale, finally found stability.

Incidentally, Hadale could not endure the confinement of just over a year and committed suicide.

The day after Hadale’s death, the former queen, Rabiosa, left the palace under the pretext of recuperation.

Therefore, the only royal family members currently remaining in the palace were King Celestine and the former prince Ligares, who called himself her right-hand man.

“It’s already been a year and a half, Riga.”

“That’s right, Sister.”

The two people who had reconciled as if they were long ago sat across from each other and shared a cup of tea.

The tea table was filled with colorful and pretty desserts like decorations.

These were things Celestide had prepared for her half-brother who secretly liked sweets. However, the topic mentioned was too bitter to enjoy the sweetness.

“He’s... not coming back.”

His brother, whom he had thought had died when he was young, appeared briefly as if by a miracle and soon disappeared again.

He had not been able to shake off the feeling of guilt that his brother had to live a miserable life because of him, but his brother had not changed at all, so he sacrificed himself again and went away to a place that was out of reach.

Now, he didn’t even want to be called Riga like before.

I just wish he would come back alive.

If only my brother were alive, so that I could at least wish for happiness from afar.

Regares, who was immersed in regret, could not hide the pain on his face.

“Do you remember when the decision was made to build the memorial? Everyone said then. It’s been over a year already. It’s time for everyone to accept their deaths. But, but, Sister.”

“.......”

“Not yet.”

Ligares let out his voice, burying his face in his hands.

“When my brother disappeared into the crack, my sister-in-law said that Shin Sung-kyung followed him.”

“.......”

“There’s no way Shin Sung-kyung would die. He would come back even if he was alone. But the fact that he hasn’t come back means that he’s still looking for me beyond the crack. I’m sure of it.”

I don’t want to believe that miracles are the exclusive property of God. Humans can create miracles too.

Therefore, I hope and hope that Aylet Rodelin will create a miracle.

Just as she had brought her brother back.

“Riga.”

Celestine quietly got up from her seat and went around to the back of Regares’ chair. Then, she warmly hugged his neck from behind.

“You’re not the only one. I am like that too.”

“.......”

“Don’t cling to miracles, but believe in them.”

“Sister.......”

Only then did Regares take his hands off his face and look back at Celestine.

Celestine smiled faintly amidst their comforting gazes.

“So you’ve been giving a lot of donations, right? I think I’m probably the biggest donor at St. Agnes Church.”

“......I’ll do my best too.”

At that moment, a knock on the door brightened the atmosphere in the living room. The half-sister was not surprised because she already knew who it was.

The elegant and intelligent noblewoman with blue-black hair bowed gently.

“Greetings to His Majesty King Celestide and His Highness Prince Regares.”

“Enough with the formalities, Bianca. Come and sit down.”

Bianca sat down on her own chair without hesitation.

She was in charge of delivering news between the royal palace and St. Agnes Church in Binchester.

Thanks to this, the Binchester royal family and the Church of the Word had a particularly friendly relationship.

“What is the current state of the church?”

“Now that the Council of Cardinals has stabilized, the issue of the Pope’s enthronement is being discussed. The general opinion is that it cannot be left vacant forever....... Cardinal Hilde Marcelion recently awakened to the 8th degree.”

“Hmm, I wonder if Cardinal Hilde’s position is a bit burdensome.”

“She has a stronger personality than she looks. In particular, she’s starting to resemble her boyfriend more and more, becoming more active and clingy... Ahem! Anyway, I’m not worried.”

“Bianca has great taste, so that must be true. Anyway....”

Celestine’s eyes sank.

“Cardinal Hilde has become a saint of the 8th rank....”

Until now, it was generally accepted that only one saint or saint existed in an era.

If the Order followed the same rules as the Spiritualist Church, the meaning of Hilde’s awakening wasn’t all that bright.

It wasn’t a good idea to bring it up in front of Regale. Celestine skillfully smiled and changed the subject.

“Now that I think about it, I heard that Bianca will inherit the title of Countess of Gillette soon.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Regale also chimed in at the good news.

“I guess I should call you Count Gillette now. Congratulations.”

“Thank you, Your Highness.”

Celestine said playfully.

“These days, there’s a lot of talk about Bianca in royal society. I hear that the prevailing prediction is that she’ll start looking for a groom now that she’s ascended to the rank of count. Do you have any thoughts?”

“That’s a valid point. Even if we don’t get married right away, I think we should at least get engaged.”

“Who would you rather have as a son-in-law?”

“Yes. I want a knight who is outstanding enough to restore our family’s reputation as a renowned swordsman.”

“Well, if that’s the standard, our Riga wouldn’t be a candidate for groom.”

“Excuse me, Sister.......”

“I’m just joking. Anyway, Bianca’s criteria for choosing a groom are ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ really consistent.”

Count Gillette’s husband. It’s a position that the second son and younger brothers, who have no right to succession, would have to run for.

But when she thought of the precious sons of the house who would fail by hitting the high standards set by Bianca, Celestide felt a little sorry.

“Bianca, is there anyone you like?”

She asked without much expectation, just out of curiosity. But.

“Someone you like... you mean.”

Suddenly, Bianca’s eyes looked as if they were looking into the distance.

Not long after she started to pick out the people, a pink color bloomed in Bianca’s head like cherry blossoms.

‘Prinz Rodelin.’

A great knight with a kind and bright personality.

He is a skilled man recognized by those around him, but he has a rather naive side, so there are many times when she wants to protect him in the harsh world.

His character and intelligence were perfect, and although I don’t know his tastes, I expected him to be Aylet’s older brother.

In addition, there were about a dozen other conditions required of a prospective groom, but Prinz easily passed.

But he couldn't because he had a serious disqualification. Bianca said with a rare expression of melancholy.

"If only I had Aylet......."

What Bianca wanted was a man without the right to inherit the title who she could take as her son-in-law without any burden.

However, Prinz was the grandson of the Hispenril family. When Aylet was there, there was a glimmer of hope that she would return to secular life and succeed to the Duke of Hispenril in place of Prinz, but now that is no longer the case.

"Ai......."

Bianca's eyes slightly watered as the absence of her friend made her even sadder.

And this appearance provided the grounds for someone to misunderstand something strange. Regares stuttered in embarrassment.

"G-Gillet, could it be that my sister-in-law has feelings for....... No, but my sister-in-law and my brother......."

"What are you talking about, Your Majesty?"

“......Don’t pay attention to what Riga says, Bianca.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

The kind-hearted Bianca didn’t dig any further and just wet her lips with tea.

The late spring sunlight was pouring down through the large windows, as if soothing her gloomy heart. ✠ Peronsa, the capital of the Duchy of Hispenril.

The Church of St. Agnes was crowded with people on the weekend. They were all believers who had broken the space transfer stones from all over the country to attend the service.

Among them were Prince Aaron Jake of Hispenril from the Lymian House and the Rodelin couple from the Count of Gillette Castle.

The family, who had finally met, exchanged greetings in a gloomy atmosphere.

“Elthea, your face is half gone. Are you still not eating properly these days?”

“I think your father has lost a lot of muscle mass. Isn’t it because your latissimus dorsi has contracted?”

“Ahem, no! I’m fine, don’t worry. Son-in-law, I’ll take care of Elthea.”

“Yes, Father-in-law. Don’t worry. And I’ll send more health-boosting potions to the King’s Castle. It’ll get hot soon, so you should take care of yourself.”

“Yes, yes....... Take care of yourself....... Summer is just around the corner.”

The expressions of the three people became hazy as they realized the sense of time anew.

The season when the forest is the freshest and the sea is the most beautiful is coming.

The second spring without their beloved daughter and granddaughter, Ailet Rodelin, had passed, and now the second summer was fast approaching.

Leonard, who quickly sensed the air that could easily become gloomy, led the two.

“The service will begin soon. Please come in, Father-in-law.”

“Yes, that’s right. But what about our grandson?”

“Lintz is coming with a friend today. Let’s have a meal together after the service.”

“Okay.”

That was when the royal family entered the church building.

A halo of light formed in the empty space they had passed by, forming a human silhouette.

The four people wearing royal knight uniforms rode the wind of time and space and moved to the Church of St. Agnes.

As soon as the light died down, a female knight with brown hair looked around frantically.

“Hesti... Where is our priest Hesti...?”

“Chez, behave yourself. We came here to worship.”

Thanks to Cherley, who poked his side with her elbow to warn him, Cherley was able to regain his original cool and upright appearance.

Cherley sighed and looked back at the other group behind him.

“Sir Prinz, Sir Raywin, you are going to go towards the Silver Citadel Knights, right?”

“No. You’re in the front seat, so it’s not that... ugh!”

Raywin answered, but then retched with a thoughtful face.

Prinz immediately supported her and apologized.

“I’m sorry, Senior Cherry. This guy drank too much yesterday.”

“Drinking too much? Again?”

“Yes.......”

“Oh my, I haven’t been able to shake off the pain of a broken heart for a year and a half.”

Raywin, who was almost dying, reacted immediately to those words.

“It’s not a broken heart!”

“Oh, right. It’s not a broken heart. Sorry. I haven’t even confessed to you.”

“.......”

Cherry, who had been savagely attacking her, told her to go get some fresh air and went inside the building with Shaz first.

Prinz gladly took care of his friend. It seemed that avoiding the crowded front yard would be good for Raywin’s calming down.

“Ray, should I pat you on the back?”

“Oh, no. How dare I bring filth here.......”

Prinz took Raywin to the back of the building.

It was a quiet and secluded place as intended, but there weren't any people.

This was because the priests and paladins living in the church used the road to go between their quarters and the chapel.

As a result, Prinz and Raywin ended up encountering a group of church officials.

"Oh, that's him! Brother Ray!"

"Huh? Little Duke Wallenstein is here?"

"I see, Ipeil. Oh, Ailet's brother is here too."

"Long time no see, Brother Linz."

Ash, Ipeil, Hesti, and Hilde spotted the two and approached them.

Hilde noticed Raywin's hangover with her keen eye and immediately used her divine power to restore his health.

"Are you okay, Little Duke?"

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