The Blond Male Lead is Too Much - Chapter 44



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D-2.

Two days before the end of the mission, a sack containing a hundred magic stones was delivered.

I called for a sword and had him pick up the handle. He slung it over his shoulder without complaint.

Mandy whispered as she saw the sight.

“That’s amazing. I couldn’t even drag it out before.”

“Me too, Mandy.”

I tried to lift it to see how much it weighed, but failed miserably.

Even the servants who brought it were sweating and fussing, but Karl seemed unfazed.

Hiya, you are my servant after all.

“They say that when you go to a temple, you usually wear white clothes or accessories.”

Mandy said as she placed a wide-brimmed white hat on my head.

It went quite well with the pastel pink dress I was wearing.

“Take care on your way back.”

“Okay, see you later.”

I said goodbye to Mandy and set off for the sword and the temple.

I ran in the opposite direction of the imperial palace, passing through streets with splendid city views.

Looking at the central temple that boasted an overwhelming presence even from afar, I suddenly found myself lost in a hazy reminiscence.

‘Now that I think about it, there’s something that comes to mind when I think of the temple… … .’

It’s not exactly my memory, but it’s Shailene’s memory.

Anyway, when Shailene was young, she went to a temple near the Charophe estate and met a boy.

‘Hoooooooooo!’

‘What are you doing there? Did you fall?’

‘Ugh, ugh, euhk.’

‘Come on, take my hand and stand up.’

The boy picked up Shailene, who had fallen and was crying, and comforted her.

The affection of the child, whose face was completely covered by the priest’s garb and whose appearance was unknown, was deeply engraved in Shailene.

In the name of first love.

But I haven’t seen that boy again since that day.

Shailene couldn’t let go of her obsession for quite some time and often visited the temple to look for the boy.

While doing so, he would pray and make donations.

‘Now, that’s all just a memory.’

Of course, Shailene hasn’t been looking for him since two years ago.

While I was reminiscing about old memories, the carriage arrived at the temple.

He held the sword in his hand, lowered it, and looked up at the temple.

Wow, I feel like I’ve gained some new faith.

The Gothic-style building, with its pointed spires like those of European cathedrals, was breathtakingly beautiful and enormous.

The geometric patterns carved into the exterior walls looked just like flower petals in bloom.

It was a magnificent and sacred atmosphere that was as enviable as the imperial palace, and it felt oppressive.

But it can’t really be pressed.

As I entered the building with a sword carrying a magic stone handle on my back, a young priest who appeared to be a low-ranking official approached me.

“Hello. It’s my first time meeting you. What brings you here?”

“I came here to donate.”

“What is your name?”

“I’m Shailene Charophée.”

The young priest had a friendly, service-oriented smile on his lips.

“I’m sorry, Lady Charophe, but our central shrine only accepts donations on the second and fourth weeks of each month.”

“……is it so?”

I didn’t know that. I thought I could just come and donate right away.

The priest politely asked me a favor as I stood there dumbfounded.

“Would you like to come next time?”

Oh, that won’t work… … .

You have to do it now so that you don’t miss the mission deadline!

“I really want to do it today while I’m here, how can I not do it?”

I clasped both hands together and asked.

Then the priest shook his head with a troubled expression.

“I’m sorry. That’s against temple rules.”

“I’m sorry, too. But I just can’t help but want to help the temple.”

“Can you please add it next week?”

“Can you please add it right away?”

He acted like a rascal, like he was breaking into a closed cafe and whining to make coffee.

“Master, just a moment.”

Carl, who couldn’t stand to see me like this, motioned for me to step aside.

As I stepped back hesitantly, he slammed the sack down in front of the priest.

“The item my master wishes to donate to the temple is a magic stone.”

“… … A magic stone?”

“Yes, one hundred magic stones.”

“A hundred pears… …?”

A strange light flashed in the priest’s eyes for a moment. It was clearly a look of bewilderment.

Of course, he quickly returned to his priestly, calm expression.

I and Karl also clearly witnessed the moment he swayed.

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“By the way, if you can’t donate today, it will go somewhere else. All 100 of them.”

The sword swung threateningly. The young priest was immediately shaken.

“Oh, where are you going?”

“Where would it be? It would have to be somewhere where there is someone who wants the magic stone.”

“That, that kind of… … .”

The sight of the priest in his pure white robes, looking helpless, was somewhat pitiful.

Even more so because I was being pressured by a large man dressed in black from head to toe.

The priest, who had been so distressed that he could not keep his fingers still, finally opened his mouth as if he had made up his mind.

“Then, could you please wait a moment? I will go and speak to the Lord.”

“Okay, we’re happy as long as we can donate.”

“Thank you. I will definitely get permission from the Lord.”

The priest who had made the solemn promise soon hesitated and spoke.

“That… … We’ve had a hard time before, being fooled by fake magic stones. So, I’d like to check if the magic stones are real. Is that okay?”

“Of course. Feel free to do whatever you want.”

“Thank you for your generous understanding. Then, Young-ae, please wait in the reception room over there, and the driver, please follow me.”

I nodded and confirmed the direction the priest was pointing to.

Carl, with a displeased expression, whispered as he picked up the magic stone hilt.

“Don’t cause any trouble and stay quiet.”

Oh my, if someone saw me, they’d think I was a troublemaker.

He waved his hand as if to tell me not to worry.

Whoa, whoa.

Don’t doubt your master and go quickly, servant.

After the priest left with a worried look on his face, I turned around too.

Didn’t I tell you to go this way earlier?

As I turned the corner as the priest had told me, two doors appeared in my sight.

The door on the left was a plain brown wooden door, and the door on the right was a white door decorated with gold.

‘Hmm, I guess the door to the living room would be the more ordinary one?’

I knocked hard just in case and opened the door. Then, a sight different from what I expected unfolded before my eyes.

Chairs lined up on both sides, red carpets laid out between them, stained glass windows, and a giant statue.

Sunlight streaming through the window illuminated a man kneeling in prayer before a statue of a deity.

Her platinum hair sparkled like a pearl. Her closed-eyed face beneath it was as beautiful as a masterpiece.

‘Holy moly… … .’

It’s truly spectacular. It’s a magnificent sight. It’s a gift from God.

It was practically my third time seeing it, but I couldn’t take my eyes off it.

He wasn’t just handsome, he was truly beautiful, and I wanted to kneel down next to him and pray.

I was staring blankly at the man when he suddenly moved his lips.

“Have you finished looking around?”

“No, more… … yes?”

I answered without knowing it and then panicked. The man released his praying posture and looked back at me, smiling.

“We’re old friends, right?”

“What… … is that so?”

“It’s nice to meet you again, Lady Charophé. I’m Raviello, the chief priest of the central shrine.”

He surprisingly remembered my name accurately and came over to me and held out his hand.

Looking at it that way, despite his handsome appearance, he was as tall as Karl. However, his body was much thinner.

Anyway, he held my thin and white hand.

Her smiling face was like sunshine, but her hands were surprisingly cold like ice.

“What is happening here?”

“Ah, that’s―”

“Have you come to see me?”

He put his hand on my cheek and tilted his head coquettishly.

I was momentarily entranced by the face attack that seemed to make me go crazy.

“Yes… … No?!”

Suddenly, I regained my senses.

This guy, of all the blondes I’ve ever met, he uses his face the best.

“Ahem, why would I come to see you, Your Majesty?”

The priest smiled like an angel and sang a sweet, beautiful song.

“There may be many reasons, but… … you may have fallen in love with me at first sight.”

“… … At first sight? Me?”

To you who pretended not to know me when I was in danger?

As much as I want blonde hair, that’s just not it.

“It’s a bit hurtful to say that. Was I a bit strange at the party that day?”

“… … Do you think we first met at the Duke of Calciard’s party?”

“Isn’t it?”

As I sat there speechless, he too became lost in thought.

After a while, he finally seemed to remember something and raised his index finger and smiled brightly.

“Oh, I saw you at the prayer meeting.”

“… … .”

“No? Then I guess we met on the pilgrimage last year.”

“… … .”

“It might have been the year before last.”

… … No, you little brat?

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