I Became a Childhood Friend With the Villainous Saintess - Chapter 180



180 – Barbatos (3)

[Became childhood friends with the evil spirit’s saint – EP.15■ Excerpt from Mixed Wishes (■)]

[Sirien Illencia]

I was pushed into the prayer room by Edwin.

When I was first recognized as a saint, it was a place I frequented as if it were my own room.

‘It’s been a long time since I’ve been to this prayer room. Nothing has changed.’

A space that is a little dark, yet simple.

The prayer room at Hebras had a corner that secretly brought comfort to people’s hearts.

Should we call him the God of Rest? Or maybe it’s because this is the first safe place we’ve ever been to.

Anyway, the simple ceremonial tools were well maintained.

It seemed like Edwin had prepared it in advance. There probably weren’t any other people coming and going here.

Thanks to that, I felt like I could pray with peace of mind for the first time in a long time.

The first thing to do is to light a candle and pour some holy water.

After you have said hello and burned some incense, you are ready to pray.

‘I’m a little worried about Rajen. He’ll probably be really bored. I should just finish up and go back.’

In fact, Hybras was a rather cold god.

The god of faith and charity often answered the prayers of the saints, and there were quite a few cases among the small religious orders where there was frequent contact with the god.

But Hybras never once spoke to me.

Didn’t you like me that much?

Well, if that were the case, she wouldn’t have been chosen as a saint.

Moreover, according to Edwin, I am the one who receives special favor among all the saints of all time.

The amount of divinity and power received is at an unprecedented level.

Even if we take into account the fact that he is of divine bloodline, the power was clearly a gift that Hybras had bestowed upon him of his own free will.

And yet, no matter how much I pray, there is no answer.

I couldn’t figure it out at all.

What does Hebras want from me?

“Hebras, your saintly lady beseeches you.”

And yet… …Hybras is my god who chose me.

Thanks to this, there have been countless instances of overcoming crises.

At least when you pray, you should do so with sincerity.

As I knelt down and clasped my hands together, my mind suddenly went black.

The moment I opened my eyes again, I could sense it.

This was the sanctuary of Hybras.

I was invited by Hebras.

But it seemed like it wasn’t my turn right now.

I couldn’t make a sound or move my body.

Hybras was talking to the first guest while I was hidden behind a large rock.

The voice I love so much.

A person who makes me smile even when I’m sleeping.

It was Rajen.

– Originally, you would have been reclaiming the saint’s family by now. Or, if I were to borrow your expression and say it was like the original, would you understand?

– I am the God of rest. You who should have died long ago are alive and moving, so I cannot help but be unaware of this.

I held my breath and eavesdropped on the conversation between Rajen and Hybras.

It was a story about a secret that Rajen couldn’t even tell me.

Actually, I had a vague idea.

For example, when healing injuries in the Forgotten Forest.

I didn’t know it at the time, but what Rajen instructed was quite different from the knowledge circulating in the world.

Even the training curriculum of the Knights of the Spear Tip did not contain such content.

If you ask which method is better, Rajen’s method is definitely better.

Where did Rajen get such knowledge? I was curious, but I didn’t ask.

I thought Rajen would be embarrassed.

Even after that, Rajen often changed my choices.

In any case, I would have trusted Rajen, and the results have never been bad.

I’ve noticed it since then. I just kept it hidden in my subconscious.

– You died because you could not retreat from the battlefield, and my saint disappeared like the dew on the execution ground.

– I am the god who rules over death. How could it be a coincidence that you have returned from the dead?

Oh, I see.

I understood it even with just a little bit of the story.

It felt like memories that were mine but not mine were flowing in.

I guess our ending wasn’t all that good.

This is too much. I thought Rajen and I would finally be happy together.

It seemed fate was throwing a cruel wrath upon us again.

No, that’s not it.

If Rajen had died on the battlefield, it would have been my fault.

Because I am the only one in this world who can command Rajen to fight.

Either I gave the order or it was a situation where they had no choice but to fight because of me.

If so, then the responsibility was clearly mine. My head went cold.

Even after Rajen left, my mood didn’t get any better.

Hebras asked me.

“It seems you don’t like my methods. What upsets you so much?”

“The fact that I killed my own knight. Just thinking about it makes my heart bleed.”

“That’s not what happened now, is it? Fate is a loose thread. Some things are amazingly unchanging, while others are incredibly flexible. There’s no need to be discouraged yet.”

“But you said it already happened once.”

How lonely it must have been.

How much pain and anxiety must I have had to endure alone?

How many moments during my childhood did I spend protected by Rajen?

Rajen would have protected me even in moments I don’t remember.

You must have caught my mistakes one by one in ways I couldn’t even imagine.

Even though I knew that I was the one who killed him.

Then we would have known that our path ahead was stained with suffering and that the end would be a tragedy.

Still, Rajen protected me without showing it even once.

It must have been a pain he didn’t have to go through. He could have been happy on his own just by abandoning me, but he didn’t.

From the shabby shack, Rajen never once abandoned me.

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How could I not love him?

“Why did you tell me this? You haven’t said anything until now, so I’m confused.”

“Your words are harsh. But that’s good. I chose you because I like that side of you. I called you because now is the time.”

Even with my eyes, I couldn’t see the appearance of Hybras properly.

It wasn’t strange. God originally had no form.

Even if I could see the hybras in its entirety, it would be a product of my prejudices or imagination.

But I could tell that Hebras was laughing now.

There is no basis for it, but that is how I felt.

“You prayed with all your divinity just before you died. You asked that my guardian be born into a peaceful world. A place without you, a place of great abundance.”

“That’s a wish I can make.”

“Because it was actually you who did it. I felt sorry for you and granted your wish.”

My wish came true?

Something was strange. It was scary to even imagine, but then I wouldn’t have Rajen by my side.

But Rajen came back to me and protected me.

But it did not occur to me that Hebras’ words were false.

“Your knight’s wish was different. He wanted to protect you where you are, even if he were to be reborn.”

“ah…….”

My heart sank.

I wanted to say that you were stupid, but my heart was pounding so hard that I couldn’t get the words out.

I was so glad that this was a new station.

Otherwise, I would have had to hold back tears with a very ugly face.

I pressed my eyes shut tightly because the corners of my eyes felt hot and stinging.

“… … Did you grant that wish too?”

“No. I didn’t have the power to do that. I only granted your wish, and that was my limit. So it wasn’t me who granted the guardian’s wish, but the god of time. To be exact, it was his saintess who granted it.”

“The Saint of Time. Why would she… … me?”

“That’s why I called you. I need to deliver the fragments of Sonarq to you.”

At that moment, a power took hold deep within my soul.

The divinity of Hybras opened its mouth only after confirming that its power was properly established.

The power of time is split in half.

Half of it was kept by Sonarq himself and used to protect the soul of the saint, and the other half was stolen on the day the war ended.

The lover that the Saint of Time so desperately wanted to be with. By Baal, the Saint of Darkness.

The current Baal is a monster created from long-standing vengeance and oaths.

I will kill all humans. I will not stop my revenge until my soul is destroyed.

It was the oath Baal made to his soul on the day the saint died.

A time that has passed by in the span of a thousand years.

Time and order. The gods who were supposed to keep the laws of nature lost control of their power and began to run wild.

The world’s laws collapsed due to the abuse of divine power, and its side effects began to appear from the outskirts of the world.

In the demon world, this was a phenomenon called ‘erosion’.

Hybras came closer to me.

“From now on, this is an area where causality does not allow intervention. As I said, I am also powerless in the face of causality. There are limits to what I can say, so I will allow you to meet the Saintess of Time.”