The Possessor Mistook the Genre for 20 Years

115 – The Saintess Became Honest.

How did such a conversation come about?

Yuna retraced the events that had just occurred, but she couldn’t pinpoint any particular moment. It really just happened by chance.

Regardless, the Emperor was in high spirits.

“The Tower Master and the Hero are united, it’s like something out of a fairy tale. Surely the child born between you two will be responsible for the future of the Empire.”

“A, a child?!”

Yuna asked, startled.

It was true that she wanted to be with Franz. But a child was a distant thought, something she had never considered.

‘To have a child, you need to do those things in bed…’

Her mind, injected with the keyword ‘child’, began to imagine on its own. But it was only for a moment, as her unprepared mind went blank, and her face flushed.

‘First, a date…!’

There is a sequence to everything. Spending time alone, holding hands, hugging, kissing, and finally heading to bed. In other words, she wasn’t at the stage to think about such things with Franz.

The Emperor, who had been watching Yuna’s reaction, burst into laughter. He had heard that she was a monster who never lost her smile even in front of the Demon King’s army, but facing her now, she was no different from a country girl. How could he not laugh?

The Emperor, who soon stopped laughing, said,

“Sorry. I think I got ahead of myself.”

“N-no, it’s fine.”

Yuna’s face was so hot that she couldn’t lift her head. She knew it was rude, but she couldn’t help it.

“Anyway, I will help you. I was worried whether the Tower Master would get married, but if it’s you, I can trust and leave it to you.”

“Thank you….”

Even as she said that, Yuna felt uneasy. She wondered if love could be achieved with someone else’s help.

Moreover, that someone was the Emperor. She was worried that if the Emperor pressured Franz, she might end up being hated.

But it was too late to back out now, so she had no choice but to push forward.

‘Yes, let’s think positively.’

Arian, the Duke’s daughter, Justia, the Holy Maiden of the Goddess Church, and Hera, the Elf Chief. All three were in remarkable positions. If it weren’t for the Hero, she wouldn’t even be able to speak to them.

She needed to compete with them. Without the Emperor’s grace, she wouldn’t even be able to stand at the same starting line.

‘Honestly, I wouldn’t mind if they all became his wives…’

Polygamy is allowed under Imperial law. In fact, most nobles have multiple wives.

So, it wasn’t impossible for all of them to become Franz’s wives. She just wanted to be the first among them.

Yuna made up her mind.

* * * * *

Franz, who arrived at the banquet hall with the three excluding Yuna, looked around.

He had thought the party held at the Frigia Duke’s house was grand, but the scene before his eyes now was overwhelming. As expected, the Imperial events were on a different level.

The protagonist of the banquet didn’t quite like the atmosphere.

A barely audible sigh escaped from Franz’s lips.

‘Wouldn’t it have been okay to be a little more modest?’

Just like how small weddings are popular in the 21st century, it could have been a small banquet. Invite only close acquaintances and simply say, “I’ve become a duke. Clap clap clap.” And that would be the end of it.

Well, if that were possible, I wouldn’t be going through this trouble.

It was then that Justia, looking around, spoke.

“It’s incredibly luxurious. Whoever the protagonist is, they must be pleased.”

“Well, I don’t know who the protagonist is, but I don’t think they would like it very much.”

“Indeed, you never liked flashy things. But how about smiling today? Everything here is prepared for you.”

Indeed, she had a point. Today’s banquet was prepared for none other than the conferment of the dukedom. If the protagonist wore a sullen expression, it would be disrespectful to His Majesty the Emperor, who arranged this event.

By the way.

“Justia, I think this is the first time I’ve seen you in a dress.”

I hadn’t noticed because I was too busy at the tower, but Justia was wearing a pure white dress instead of her usual nun’s habit.

I could somewhat predict her attendance at the banquet, but I never expected her to come in a dress.

Justia asked with an uneasy expression.

“W-what are you trying to say…?”

“There’s no religious issue, right?”

“As long as it doesn’t undermine the dignity of a saint, it’s fine. Besides, I’m not attending as a saint today.”

“Well, if that’s the case….”

I always thought religion was rigid, but it seems the Goddess Church has quite flexible standards.

Franz redefined his image of the Goddess Church in his mind and said.

“More importantly, it suits you well.”

“I-it’s not like I wore it to hear that from you.”

Justia answered in a curt tone and turned her head sharply.

Is she dissatisfied even when complimented?

Franz thought so for a moment but soon dismissed it. Her reaction was nothing new, and he had grown accustomed to it.

Justia, who had been watching his reaction out of the corner of her eye, murmured softly.

“Thank you….”

Unfortunately, her voice was too soft to reach Franz.

“Huh? What did you say?”

“Ba….”

Justia was about to say, “Idiot, fool.” She was trying to hide her embarrassment with harsh words.

But then, wouldn’t it be no different from usual? She had gone to the trouble of putting on makeup and wearing a dress to be different from usual.

Gulp-.

Justia swallowed the words she was about to spit out.

And then she spoke in a slightly louder voice.

“I said thank you.”

Of course, her voice was still small, but at least it was enough for Franz to understand.

Franz, who was bewildered by Justia’s unusual reaction, blinked blankly and then scratched his head awkwardly.

“…Yeah.”

He felt like he should say something, but nothing came to mind.

At that moment, Arian, who had been looking around, naturally started a conversation.

“Master of the Tower, it’s really splendid. As expected, the imperial events are different.”

“Indeed. It seems they put a lot of effort into it.”

“Well, considering who the protagonist is, it has to be splendid.”

Arian showed a triumphant expression as if it were his own affair.

At that moment, Justia, who had been silent, burst into laughter.

At the sound, Arian’s gaze, which had been directed at Franz, naturally turned to Justia.

“Saint, what’s so funny?”

“It’s nothing.”

“You just laughed at me, didn’t you?”

“I didn’t laugh at you, but if I had to explain, it’s because Franz doesn’t like splendid things, and you don’t seem to know that.”

“Huh-? When did I say I didn’t know that? Regardless of whether I like it or not, at the ceremony where he receives the title of duke….”

Justia and Arian started bickering in earnest. Still, they seemed to be mindful of the surrounding eyes, as they didn’t cross the line.

Franz decided to just leave them be. He felt like he would go crazy if he paid attention to every little thing.

At that moment, Hera, who had been quiet, spoke.

“Franz, come to think of it, wasn’t Yuna supposed to come too…?”

“Yeah, she was supposed to.”

“I don’t see her anywhere. I’m worried she might be lost.”

She’s not a child but a grown adult, so she wouldn’t get lost, right? he thought, but it was a reasonable concern. Especially if the person in question was Yuna.

A person who runs all the way to the Magic Tower in half a day can get lost on the way. Yes, of course.

“Let me check. Just wait a moment.”

Franz said this to Hera, who had a worried expression, and snapped his fingers.

The waves of mana spread out, detecting the surroundings, and soon found the target.

The slightly puzzling thing was…

‘Why is she with the Emperor…?’

Yuna was on her way to the banquet hall, side by side with the Emperor. Thinking of them as the Hero and the Emperor, it made some sense, but it was still an unexpected combination.

In any case, it was certain that Yuna had not lost her way.

Franz said to Hera.

“Yuna will be here soon.”

“Is that so? That’s a relief.”

Hera sighed in relief. She seemed to have been quite worried.

After a short time, as Franz had said, Yuna entered the banquet hall. Dressed in a red dress like her hair, she looked around and soon found Franz, heading straight towards him.