The 4th Arc of the 'Saint Series' novels.
Six years have passed after the arrival of demons in the land of the humans. The realms of Chersea and Cherwind are flourishing, all thanks to the guidance of the four saints. Peace and harmony are widespr...
"You aren't cold with your outfit?" I asked Her Holiness the moment I came near her spot. Her dress—sloppily worn—was almost falling off her body, exposing her to anyone who happened to pass by. But then again, Lady Hinwe didn't mind at all; maybe elves never mind being seen naked.
"No," was her curt answer. Her eyes never went away from the image she was doing, despite me standing beside her.
So, I put the blanket I brought over her, to cover the Lady Hinwe's skin. Well, Chersea was at the middle of its 'Season of Sleep', so instead of raging hot weather (common in summers), butterflies were all over the place (signifying the Chersean dead). As such, the temperature was relatively cool and comfortable, I think the Elf Saint wouldn't even bother having a thick blanket covering her...
Save, of course, for when the blanket disturbed her drawing session, which it did.
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"What do you want?" Her Lazy Holiness asked when she noticed I sat beside her.
"Nothing, just can't sleep, that's all," I told her. "And you? For some lazy elf, you sure are up in the middle of the long sleep."
"I'm lazy, yes, but there are things I wanted to do even when I'm lazy..."
"I see..."
A round of silence. The only sounds we heard were the birds chirping, and maybe the murmurs of the paladin guards talking to each other, patrolling the place. Amidst the blue sky and the green grass, I thought it's the perfect place to drift back into sleep. However, just as my eyes closed, I heard the Lady Hinwe speak.
"Hey, Kuro!"
"Yep?"
"Thanks."
"Welcome."
"You're not even going to ask why?"
"I know; you wanted to thank me because you're popular once again."
"Well, yes...that's one part of it," Her Lazy Holiness said, as she stretched her arms. "You have no idea how pleasant it is to be felt needed once again..."
"Trust me, Your Holiness," I replied with a grin. "I was bullied twice, my early years felt like shit. I went through the same, that's why I'm persistent in helping you."
"Eh, you fucking idiot, can't you let a pretty elf lady her sentimental moment?"
"Pretty? Where?"
We laughed together, hurling insults at each other. But then, the Lady Hinwe added, "And another is for making me realize the value of my talent. I mean, this wouldn't be possible—those mangas and the others—if you're not a stubborn jackass as you are. Heh, I hated my drawings before, you know? I always ask myself the purpose of which it was given to me."
"Glad you found yourself again, Your Holiness."
"Mhmm..." she nodded. "Honestly, I know there are those who permanently lost their faith and trust in me as their saint, but I'm trying to win them back."
