V5 Chapter 1 P1

 

TN: Changed Amaddo to Ahmad

Dominas of EternityDomina Permanence and Failure Knight

For the believers of God, Dominas were special existences. Only people who had endured strict training and pain, and come out on top in the severe competition were chosen to be Dominas, but if one didn’t have unsurpassed talent in the first place, she wouldn’t even be allowed to participate in the competition. That path was long and precipitous, after all.

At the same time, it was also the same for the people surrounding the Dominas.

Supported by her family and clan, and possibly her village included, it was by no means unusual for many people to endeavour to make just one girl become a Dominas.

Shakira Babel also got her talent to blossom due to the assistance of such people and even became the girl who was called the “Dominas of Eternity”Domina Permanence.

「A young man is really nice, un!」

The girl said so with a big smile.

「—How should I say—, I feel young again just by being near! Right?!」

“What’s「Right?!」?”—although he thought so, Dimitar didn’t say it. However, it seemed to have appeared clearly on his face, and the girl, who was bending herself forward through the window of the carriage greatly, pouted her lips and tapped Dimitar on the shoulder.

「Ah—, is that it, are you dissatisfied with my remark or something?」

「I didn’t say anything」

「However, you’re originally a more adorable boy, right? If you make such a sulky look, hora, that, isn’t it appropriate to think you’re dissatisfied or something?」

「…That’s dangerous, Your Eminence」

While clicking his tongue in his mind, thinking “What an irritating woman”, Dimitar pushed the girl back into the carriage gently, quickened the pace of his horse and overtook the carriage.

「Dii」

Lucius, who should have been at the front of the party, stopped his horse and waited for Dimitar.

「What’s the matter? Did something happened?」

「…It’s nothing in particular. However, that Eminence is just annoying, meddling in every single thing」

「She has taken a liking to you」

Lucius laughed in a voice that couldn’t be heard by the surrounding members.

「It’s not a laughing matter」

「Well, it’s not a bad thing to be favoured by that person. Think of the mission and endure it for a while」

「That’s… true」

Dimitar rotated his neck and gazed out over the grandiose party from the front to the rear.

Shakira Babel, the head Dominas of Ahmad guarding the “Hill of Seal” at Holy City Roma, was returning home for the first time in several years. Shakira’s hometown, Selsuru, was a distance of galloping a horse for two days and two nights from Roma, but since this wasn’t a trip where they had to hurry in particular, it had been decided that they’d take about five days to go there at leisure this time.

The ones taking on the responsibility of guards for the journey this time was the Seal Chivalric OrderTempliers Aegis, in which Jeffren Isaac, Ahmad’s crown prince, served as the leader. However, it was Vice-Leader Lucius who was substantially taking command of it. Isaac would sometimes look into the carriage and ask about Shakira’s mood; afterwards, he’d just gaze at the scenery of the countryside, swaying on his horse in a carefree manner.

「Anyway, please do well. If you complete the mission steadily, the assessments regarding you should change, and you’ll also get closer to becoming an official member」

「…It’d be good if that’s the case though」

Dimitar followed Lucius, who had patted him on the shoulder and returned to the front, with his eyes and sighed. The blueness of the sky with few clouds and the vividness of the greenery of the ground were dazzling to his eyes.

Incidentally, the gazes of his colleagues looking at him occasionally were irritating.

「—The youth there!」

Her Eminence, Shakira Babel, was bending herself forward through the window of the carriage again. The attendants accompanying her were frantically trying to pull her back inside the carriage, but she was completely unconcerned by it.

Dimitar responded to Shakira’s call while becoming fed up with her.

「…I’m Dimitar Richternach, Babel-geika」

「I heard that just now. —But hora, there’s another Richternach-kyou here, right?」

「That’s the vice-leader」

「Well then, can I call you “untitled Richternach-kyou”?」

「…If you can call me by that lengthy way of calling every time, it certainly won’t cause confusion. I don’t mind that though」

「That’s good, that’s good~, that sort of spirit. To not curry favour with those in power, I’d like the other members to follow your example too. Right?!」

Propping herself up with her elbows on the window frame, Shakira was smiling radiantly. No matter how one looked at it, she was younger than Dimitar, but this girl—no, this woman here had continued to be a Dominas for almost more than twenty years already.

When Dimitar looked at Shakira fleetingly with a sidelong glance, his gaze entwined with hers.

「N? What’s the matter? Do you have something that you want to say to me, untitled Richternach-kyou?」

「…I heard that you and the head director are old friends」 

「That’s right. Dominas are without doubt Ahmad’s magic warriorsMarefikos as well, so it’s not possible that I’ve nothing to do with the magic academyPrasa Marefikos」

「That’s not what I meant. I mean on a personal basis」

「Of course we are」

At present, the one serving as the head director of Ahmad’s Royal Magic Academy was Lucius’s mother and Dimitar’s foster parent, Orvieto Richternach. That Orvieto and Shakira were acquaintances since childhood. It might also be because Dimitar was Orvieto’s relative that Shakira had an eye on him. 

Dimitar stared at Shakira and murmured in a whisper.

「…How old is Your Eminence now?」

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「You actually asked something that is awkward to ask without any hesitation」

「I don’t think it’s awkward to ask in particular. I think I genuinely want to know and I felt that you wouldn’t get angry even if I asked」

“Though I also don’t think you’d answer honestly,” Dimitar added in his mind and snorted. It seemed that this girl—no, Her Eminence enjoyed teasing him and watching his reaction. If that was the case, Dimitar wanted to make a small counterattack and satisfied himself even if a little.

「According to the rumour going around town, Your Eminence knows a magic with which you won’t grow old. That’s why you can still be young like that and be a Dominas indefinitely」

「I was certainly told so」

「Is that true?」

「It’s a secret」

He had been completely made fun of by her.

Dimitar’s face, which was usually cold, became even more sour, and he kept his mouth shut.

「—By the way, untitled Richternach-kyou」

「What is it?」

「As one would expect, this way of calling is long and troublesome」

「Didn’t Your Eminence say that you want to call me like that?」

「Un, that’s the case, but I’ve already stopped that. I’ll call you “Dii”. It seemed that the titled Richternach-kyou called you so just now; perhaps Orvieto also calls you so, right?」

「…Well, yes」

「Then I’ll do so too. It’s short and simple. —Hey, Dii-kun」

「…What is it?」

「You don’t fit in with the other members, huh」

Although Dimitar felt his cheek twitched reflexively, he calmed his heart, which was beating fast, and answered in a particularly low voice.

「…You can tell, huh」

「That’s only natural, since I’ve been watching you the whole time from the time we left Roma. The observation of adorable boys is one of my hobbies ♪」

Resting her chin in her hands, Shakira spoke as if singing. The figure of her doing so was just like a girl from anywhere, but Dimitar was starting to vaguely feel that she was a middle-aged woman that was hard to deal with on the inside.

「You’re fifteen?」

「Yes」

「There are many nobles who want their sons to join the Seal Chivalric Order, right? After all, it’s an honour」

「Even if you call it an honour, it’s not as much as that of being a Dominas-sama」

「I’m guessing that… the other members are jealous of you? Though you’re an apprentice, it’s rare to become a member of this chivalric order at the tender age of fifteen, after all」

He certainly thought so. He heard that they also made quite a fuss when Lucius became a member at fifteen as well. Considering that he was appointed vice-leader in merely four years after that, Lucius must be much more amazing than Dimitar, but the fact that no one was jealous of him because of that—though it seemed that a section of the members was jealous of him—might be due to Lucius’s gentle personality and his perfect ability.

「In their case, it must be better for their mental health to think it was because the vice-leader and the head director of the magic academy pushed it through that you could become a member」

「I guess so. …I’ve never ask the people themselves though」

Dimitar was aware that he wasn’t welcomed here. He understood this from the cold gazes and the atmosphere.

However, he didn’t care about it.

「—Oh, I can see a town!」

As if forgetting that the atmosphere had become worse due to the subject she herself had broached—or rather, this important person surely wouldn’t think it had become so because of herself in the slightest—Shakira gazed at the silhouette of the town that had appeared dimly in the path of the party and clapped her hands.

V5 Chapter 1 P1

 

TN: Changed Amaddo to Ahmad

Dominas of EternityDomina Permanence and Failure Knight

For the believers of God, Dominas were special existences. Only people who had endured strict training and pain, and come out on top in the severe competition were chosen to be Dominas, but if one didn’t have unsurpassed talent in the first place, she wouldn’t even be allowed to participate in the competition. That path was long and precipitous, after all.

At the same time, it was also the same for the people surrounding the Dominas.

Supported by her family and clan, and possibly her village included, it was by no means unusual for many people to endeavour to make just one girl become a Dominas.

Shakira Babel also got her talent to blossom due to the assistance of such people and even became the girl who was called the “Dominas of Eternity”Domina Permanence.

「A young man is really nice, un!」

The girl said so with a big smile.

「—How should I say—, I feel young again just by being near! Right?!」

“What’s「Right?!」?”—although he thought so, Dimitar didn’t say it. However, it seemed to have appeared clearly on his face, and the girl, who was bending herself forward through the window of the carriage greatly, pouted her lips and tapped Dimitar on the shoulder.

「Ah—, is that it, are you dissatisfied with my remark or something?」

「I didn’t say anything」

「However, you’re originally a more adorable boy, right? If you make such a sulky look, hora, that, isn’t it appropriate to think you’re dissatisfied or something?」

「…That’s dangerous, Your Eminence」

While clicking his tongue in his mind, thinking “What an irritating woman”, Dimitar pushed the girl back into the carriage gently, quickened the pace of his horse and overtook the carriage.

「Dii」

Lucius, who should have been at the front of the party, stopped his horse and waited for Dimitar.

「What’s the matter? Did something happened?」

「…It’s nothing in particular. However, that Eminence is just annoying, meddling in every single thing」

「She has taken a liking to you」

Lucius laughed in a voice that couldn’t be heard by the surrounding members.

「It’s not a laughing matter」

「Well, it’s not a bad thing to be favoured by that person. Think of the mission and endure it for a while」

「That’s… true」

Dimitar rotated his neck and gazed out over the grandiose party from the front to the rear.

Shakira Babel, the head Dominas of Ahmad guarding the “Hill of Seal” at Holy City Roma, was returning home for the first time in several years. Shakira’s hometown, Selsuru, was a distance of galloping a horse for two days and two nights from Roma, but since this wasn’t a trip where they had to hurry in particular, it had been decided that they’d take about five days to go there at leisure this time.

The ones taking on the responsibility of guards for the journey this time was the Seal Chivalric OrderTempliers Aegis, in which Jeffren Isaac, Ahmad’s crown prince, served as the leader. However, it was Vice-Leader Lucius who was substantially taking command of it. Isaac would sometimes look into the carriage and ask about Shakira’s mood; afterwards, he’d just gaze at the scenery of the countryside, swaying on his horse in a carefree manner.

「Anyway, please do well. If you complete the mission steadily, the assessments regarding you should change, and you’ll also get closer to becoming an official member」

「…It’d be good if that’s the case though」

Dimitar followed Lucius, who had patted him on the shoulder and returned to the front, with his eyes and sighed. The blueness of the sky with few clouds and the vividness of the greenery of the ground were dazzling to his eyes.

Incidentally, the gazes of his colleagues looking at him occasionally were irritating.

「—The youth there!」

Her Eminence, Shakira Babel, was bending herself forward through the window of the carriage again. The attendants accompanying her were frantically trying to pull her back inside the carriage, but she was completely unconcerned by it.

Dimitar responded to Shakira’s call while becoming fed up with her.

「…I’m Dimitar Richternach, Babel-geika」

「I heard that just now. —But hora, there’s another Richternach-kyou here, right?」

「That’s the vice-leader」

「Well then, can I call you “untitled Richternach-kyou”?」

「…If you can call me by that lengthy way of calling every time, it certainly won’t cause confusion. I don’t mind that though」

「That’s good, that’s good~, that sort of spirit. To not curry favour with those in power, I’d like the other members to follow your example too. Right?!」

Propping herself up with her elbows on the window frame, Shakira was smiling radiantly. No matter how one looked at it, she was younger than Dimitar, but this girl—no, this woman here had continued to be a Dominas for almost more than twenty years already.

When Dimitar looked at Shakira fleetingly with a sidelong glance, his gaze entwined with hers.

「N? What’s the matter? Do you have something that you want to say to me, untitled Richternach-kyou?」

「…I heard that you and the head director are old friends」 

「That’s right. Dominas are without doubt Ahmad’s magic warriorsMarefikos as well, so it’s not possible that I’ve nothing to do with the magic academyPrasa Marefikos」

「That’s not what I meant. I mean on a personal basis」

「Of course we are」

At present, the one serving as the head director of Ahmad’s Royal Magic Academy was Lucius’s mother and Dimitar’s foster parent, Orvieto Richternach. That Orvieto and Shakira were acquaintances since childhood. It might also be because Dimitar was Orvieto’s relative that Shakira had an eye on him. 

Dimitar stared at Shakira and murmured in a whisper.

「…How old is Your Eminence now?」

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「You actually asked something that is awkward to ask without any hesitation」

「I don’t think it’s awkward to ask in particular. I think I genuinely want to know and I felt that you wouldn’t get angry even if I asked」

“Though I also don’t think you’d answer honestly,” Dimitar added in his mind and snorted. It seemed that this girl—no, Her Eminence enjoyed teasing him and watching his reaction. If that was the case, Dimitar wanted to make a small counterattack and satisfied himself even if a little.

「According to the rumour going around town, Your Eminence knows a magic with which you won’t grow old. That’s why you can still be young like that and be a Dominas indefinitely」

「I was certainly told so」

「Is that true?」

「It’s a secret」

He had been completely made fun of by her.

Dimitar’s face, which was usually cold, became even more sour, and he kept his mouth shut.

「—By the way, untitled Richternach-kyou」

「What is it?」

「As one would expect, this way of calling is long and troublesome」

「Didn’t Your Eminence say that you want to call me like that?」

「Un, that’s the case, but I’ve already stopped that. I’ll call you “Dii”. It seemed that the titled Richternach-kyou called you so just now; perhaps Orvieto also calls you so, right?」

「…Well, yes」

「Then I’ll do so too. It’s short and simple. —Hey, Dii-kun」

「…What is it?」

「You don’t fit in with the other members, huh」

Although Dimitar felt his cheek twitched reflexively, he calmed his heart, which was beating fast, and answered in a particularly low voice.

「…You can tell, huh」

「That’s only natural, since I’ve been watching you the whole time from the time we left Roma. The observation of adorable boys is one of my hobbies ♪」

Resting her chin in her hands, Shakira spoke as if singing. The figure of her doing so was just like a girl from anywhere, but Dimitar was starting to vaguely feel that she was a middle-aged woman that was hard to deal with on the inside.

「You’re fifteen?」

「Yes」

「There are many nobles who want their sons to join the Seal Chivalric Order, right? After all, it’s an honour」

「Even if you call it an honour, it’s not as much as that of being a Dominas-sama」

「I’m guessing that… the other members are jealous of you? Though you’re an apprentice, it’s rare to become a member of this chivalric order at the tender age of fifteen, after all」

He certainly thought so. He heard that they also made quite a fuss when Lucius became a member at fifteen as well. Considering that he was appointed vice-leader in merely four years after that, Lucius must be much more amazing than Dimitar, but the fact that no one was jealous of him because of that—though it seemed that a section of the members was jealous of him—might be due to Lucius’s gentle personality and his perfect ability.

「In their case, it must be better for their mental health to think it was because the vice-leader and the head director of the magic academy pushed it through that you could become a member」

「I guess so. …I’ve never ask the people themselves though」

Dimitar was aware that he wasn’t welcomed here. He understood this from the cold gazes and the atmosphere.

However, he didn’t care about it.

「—Oh, I can see a town!」

As if forgetting that the atmosphere had become worse due to the subject she herself had broached—or rather, this important person surely wouldn’t think it had become so because of herself in the slightest—Shakira gazed at the silhouette of the town that had appeared dimly in the path of the party and clapped her hands.