The Regressor and the Blind Saint

the living room of the mansion.

Albrecht, who had been sitting opposite René at a table, had not been able to come to his senses until then, and blankly recalled the words he had just heard.

– Yeah, what… .

‘why?’

Why did I apologize, but that’s the reaction? I’m not anyone else, am I? Why is this Albrecht apologizing?

constant questions.

Albrecht, who continued to consult for such a long time in a situation he had never experienced in his life, began to draw conclusions infinitely close to his own rationalization.

‘Ah, the saint is blind!’

Since Ren is blind, there is no way to know the beauty of this Albrecht, so this must be the reaction.

The love of all who will forever be beautiful. An angel from the divine realm. The most perfect creature.

Isn’t it a modifier that can only be understood if you can accept visual information?

Albrecht then nodded and expressed his consent.

After doing so, the moment I opened my mouth again with a better feeling.

‘… So what about your voice?’

The accident froze at the thought that came to mind again.

Even this Albrecht’s voice was so sweet, why couldn’t the saint and the apostle next to him admire his own voice?

No, everyone left, even the blind saint. Isn’t the apostle witnessing the beauty of this Albrecht? But how can you be so indifferent?

Albrecht felt his heart pound. Her golden eyes, which sparkled as if the noonday sun had been pierced, shook with anxiety. The trembling that spread from his fingertips shook his whole body, and as a result Albrecht began to emit a breathtaking energy.

Count Weishur, watching the scene from the side, remembered the thought of wanting to run away immediately.

It was a foreseen situation, but that did not mean that the bitterness in his heart would go away.

The embodiment of self-love. A kid who doesn’t know anything about the world. The ability to grasp the destructive atmosphere that can’t be found even with the eyebrows.

It is understandable that his boss, who has all three of them, cannot understand this situation, but can he not keep his composure? Didn’t you come here to play?

I really, really wanted to run away. Unfortunately, it was impossible.

This was his mansion. I had no choice but to run away from here and sit on the street.

pooh-.

A sigh escaped Count Weishur’s mouth. After examining Albrecht and Renee and Vera on the other side once, the Count opened his mouth.

“Prince, how about slowly getting to the point?”

“ah.”

surprise! Albrecht, shaking his body, erased the dazed look he had been doing before and coughed in vain.

“I have something to think about for a while, so please excuse me in front of the guests.”

The guest is you.

Those words filled his mind, but Count Weishur persevered. The count was a person who firmly believed in the example of a military god who was devoted to the country and devoted to the imperial family.

It is truly a breathtaking situation.

“Can I tell you my point now?”

In response to Albrecht’s words in a trembling voice, Renee’s head nodded.

“yes.”

short answer too. Albrecht’s pupils trembled once more.

“Yeah, yes! Then let’s get started!”

A hoarse cough was heard, followed by Albrecht’s words.

“I came here because nothing else happened the night before. The reason why the apostle of the oath sought the gutter. It seems that the purpose is in line with us, so we are here to ask for help.”

Rene’s fingertips twitched at the words she heard.

It was different from daytime. Vera found the gutter. Hearing those words, the situation before the arrival of the prince came back to mind.

Vera, who barely spoke in a voice he had never heard before, and himself, who couldn’t say anything in front of him.

Eventually, when Albrecht came to visit, the conversation came to an abrupt end.

I should have said something, but I missed the timing and couldn’t say it.

Renee opened her mouth, forming a fist with her hands on her knees.

“… What kind of help are you talking about?”

“I would like you to join us in investigating the gutter.”

Again, Renee’s body trembled. Vera, who was sitting right next to him, felt it and asked Albrecht.

“Why are you investigating? I think you should tell me about it.”

Also a sloppy fish. What makes it different from usual is that there is a deeper sign of irritation in it. The anger at himself and the irritability were tangled together in it.

A truly blatant emotion. Confusion flashed on Albrecht’s face again.

“Yeah, that’s right! What a shame, I keep being sloppy today!”

‘haha!’ A word spoken with a fake laugh. Albrecht suppressed the embarrassment he was struggling with, and then proceeded to speak. There was a serious look in the place where the embarrassment had disappeared.

“There is a missing case.”

“… Does it take a day or two for people to disappear from the gutter?”

“It’s not a gutter. across the capital. So I’m talking about events that are happening simultaneously in all areas except 1st and 3rd Streets.”

1st to 3rd Street. life of the nobility. Albrecht was talking about disappearances everywhere except there.

Naturally, Vera’s expression hardened accordingly. The same goes for Ren. He raised his head, which had been facing downwards until now, and headed in the direction he heard Albrecht’s voice.

… Well, at a moment like this, it shouldn’t be like this, but Albrecht finally felt a small shimmer of harmony in the sight of the two of them focusing on him.

Meanwhile, Renee asked.

“Aren’t we supposed to take action? If it happens on such a wide scale… .”

“It’s not as easy as it sounds.”

The answer was Count Weishur.

The Count looked at Renee and Vera, and added an explanation in a tone reminiscent of trouble.

“A public investigation is impossible. If you go around recklessly, the case could be completely buried.”

“Why?”

Renee’s question was something that could be said for granted.

It is an event that takes place all over the imperial capital. It is happening all over Parban, where it is only possible to keep up with the size of any number of kingdom capitals.

In fact, it must be that there are at least a hundred missing persons.

It was Vera who had the answer to Renee’s question.

“… The nobility is the suspect. Is that correct?”

“Oh, Sado must be very savvy.”

It was a conclusion he could draw because he knew more about the empire rather than nun.

Despite such a major accident, only the living quarters of the nobles quietly disappeared. Albrecht headed to the gutter to investigate it. And even to this situation, where Albrecht came to ask for help from outsiders themselves.

“Yes, we have the nobles in mind behind this disappearance.”

Albrecht was blatantly expressing such a meaning.

“If there are any suspects, they must be among them. I’m guessing so… .”

“If you go to a harsh place, the backlash will be severe.”

“… That’s right. It’s a shame, but the current imperial family is not that strong.”

Vera understood exactly what Albrecht meant.

The current imperial family, to be precise, the power of the current emperor is too weak, so you have to watch out for the nobles. that would be the case

In fact, I knew it because it was Vera who used that point in his last life to make deals with nobles.

The imperial power weakens, and the influence of the nobility becomes stronger. Naturally, conflicts between factions and secret transactions become more prevalent, and the empire becomes more chaotic.

tell me what to do The reason why the emperor moved on the day the White Nights of Seven Days and Nights began three years ago was the same as this.

A procession to make the imperial family great again.

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Of course, it was a procession that only moved within the empire at the time and ended in an unsuccessful event.

In addition, it was a procession that did not need to be done.

‘The problem will end when the Crown Prince ascends to the throne.’

Four years later, as the first prince, now the crown prince, ascends to the throne, the imperial family enters an unprecedented golden age.

Vera briefly recalled the events of his past life, then looked at Albrecht and asked a question.

“So, is the place you found the gutter?”

“Yes, no matter how much I think about it, there is no place like a ditch to erase so many people without a trace.”

Vera nodded. That was correct. There is no other place as easy to dispose of a corpse as a gutter.

“… A new cartel in the gutter. Are you going to investigate them?”

“I’m glad you spoke well. How can you help?”

It was a question that was full of anticipation and was sure of a positive answer.

Vera glanced at Renee, a frown upon his face.

The decision is made by Renee. It was the foot of that thought.

Rene trembled as she realized that Vera was now waiting for her opinion through the quiet atmosphere.

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Of course it should be done.

That thought came to mind, but the words that came out of his mouth were a little different.

“… Could you give me time to think? This is a question that cannot be answered right away.”

Asking for a little grace.

All of a sudden, Albrecht’s smile cracked me up with a ‘chuckle’.

*

Albrecht, who had stiffened, left with the help of Count Weishur.

Now all that’s left in the drawing room are Renee and Vera.

So, in the space where only the two of us were left, the awkward atmosphere before Albrecht came was being recreated.

Renee took a deep breath and thought at the presence of Vera right next to him.

How long couldn’t this be? I had to let this atmosphere go.

Fortunately, Renee knew how.

In order to convey the heart, it had to be conveyed by mouth and verbally.

“Vera.”

“Yes, Madame.”

“What do you think?”

Vera responded to Renée’s words with the most hesitant attitude he’d ever had.

“… I am just following the advice of the saint.”

“Right? I think it’s already been two times that I’ve been so talkative and broken.”

rattle. Vera’s body shook.

Rene, who was sitting on the same sofa, felt Vera’s embarrassment by the vibration.

“Once in the mountains, once this time. No, because when we first met, we kept our mouths shut and fought a dragonian. After all, it’s three times.”

“… I’m sorry.”

“I have to apologize. I should be sorry.”

“sorry.”

I am OK. I don’t care what kind of life you’ve been or who you’ve been.

I have to say something like that, but why are the words coming out so cold?

Renee felt resentful towards her body, which was not always like her heart.

“Vera.”

“Yes.”

“Is it really for me?”

When asked, Vera couldn’t come up with an answer right away.

In retrospect, it was because the heart underlying the action was for himself.

Because Renee was so precious that it hurt more that Renee was in danger than he was hurt, so he chose the direction of getting hurt alone.

If you do that, your body will be tired, but your mind will be more comfortable than ever.

Renee spoke to Vera, who remained silent.

“Vera, you know what?”

“Tell me.”

“… To me, Vera is precious.”

It was a little shaky.

Even in this situation, it was because of the thought that it was embarrassing to say this.

“I hope Vera is so precious that he doesn’t get sick.”

Renee knew.

Vera also knows that he values himself.

Although it is said that it has a different form from love, the heart that is precious nonetheless shares the same resemblance.

Renee moved her hand on her lap to the side little by little the whole time.

Stuttering followed Vera.

So, it reached Vera’s hand.

“Is Vera trying to follow the light?”

“… That’s right.”

“He also said he needed me for the job.”

“… Yes.”

Renee clasped Vera’s clasped hand, and then uttered those words.

“Then why can’t you trust me?”

Startle-.

Vera’s fingertips trembled.

Rene continued, holding her hand tighter so that Vera would not be shaken by the tremor.

“Vera said you have to be with me to follow the light. Then I am the light of Vera.”

“… .”

“Then trust me. ‘Cause I believe in Vera no matter who Vera was… .”

Renee conveyed an unadorned sincerity.

I said it because I learned it from Vera, knowing that it was the raw sincerity that touched my heart more than all the flashy modifiers.

“… So, even Vera trust me a little bit. If I am your light, do not doubt it.”

Vera looked at the white hands that were layered over his own.

I engraved the voice I heard inside.

Maybe he didn’t trust Renee?

So, was he trying to hide it again?

“Vera.”

“Yes.”

“What is the answer?”

Vera was worried. Then he answered.

“… You really said the right thing to the saint.”

Vera’s hand was bent. He grabbed the white hand that was sitting on top of his own.

Fingers and fingers intertwined, creating a shape that intersects each other.

The answer that came to mind was… It was.

He was a human who could not even believe in the light he was following.

It was Renee who woke him up again this time.

With that thought in mind, Vera let out a small chuckle and ran his thumb across Renee’s hand.

In a very quiet atmosphere, the warmth overlapped for such a long time.