It was as if the white makeup had been forced onto the mountains. The mountains that should have been so majestic and exposed were now completely covered in white.

　Alueno, his golden hair blending with the white, looked up at the sky. The distant sky was dropping snowflakes like a sigh.

　The snow, though unspeakably beautiful as it flutters in the sky, is in its essence a symbol of the death of human life.

　It is often said that beautiful things have thorns pointing at the skin, but isn't that too much? Or perhaps it is precisely because they are so dangerous that this dead snow looks even more beautiful.

　With the palm of his gloved hand, Alueno scoops up a flake of snow that has fallen. It tried to hold its shape in his hand for a moment, but it soon melted into water.

"What's the matter, are you tired, diva? I'm sorry, I can't drag the carriage with all this snow.

　When he saw Alueno stopping to catch the snow, the man who was accompanying him turned his head and spoke up. I'm not sure what to say, but I'm going to say it.

It's nothing, Cathedral Knight Garrus-Gargantia. And I'm not what you'd call a diva. No, you're not.

　The other cathedral knights surrounding him froze when they saw Garrus smiling wittily, "Then you'd rather be Master Alueno.

　It's true that Alueno's exact status is only that of a candidate for sainthood, and the title of "saint of divas" was given to her on a temporary basis. It's a good idea to take a look at the website and see if you can find any useful information. But that's just for now.

　The saint of divas, Alueno. Her golden head of hair and eyes twinkling as she sings her poetry is now accepted by priests and common people alike as a saint.

　The Pope, whom the cathedral knights serve, is no different. In fact, the Pope is the first person who believes that she is a saint.

　That is why most of the cathedral knights, who should be staying in the cathedral, have been sent to guard her. That is an act equivalent to saying that the divine will should make Alueno a saint.

　Therefore, it is only a matter of time before Alueno will be canonized as a saint, and the only thing that remains is the ordeal that God has prepared for her, and when her pilgrimage will end.

　That's why many of the cathedral knights who were allowed to accompany her as guards treated her as if she were a saint. They are walking behind her, hanging their heads, as if they were the future.

　But Gullas Gargantia was different.

　--The best cathedral knight in the world, but the least cathedral knight. A beast with a spear.

　I'm not sure if it's because he's given such a derogatory name. The way he spoke was so frivolous that even the saints didn't seem to have any respect for him. Whenever Garrus opened his mouth, all the cathedral knights froze, their faces frozen, their spines frozen in tension.

　Some of them hoped that Garrus would take this opportunity to throw a tantrum at the saint.

　But in response to Garrus's frivolous words, Alueno smiled and said with a hint of cheerfulness.

You really are a hard man to figure out. Yes, you are free to do as you please.

　She lets out a light sigh, but there is no hint of disgust. In fact, he even seems to like her.

　According to him, Garrus-Gargantia and the saint have known each other since the time when the saint was still called a nun. This may be the reason for their ease.

　I am close to a future saint. This is definitely an object of envy and jealousy for the cathedral knights, but...

　But that didn't mean that Garrus was the only cathedral knight who was willing to approach Alueno to make a connection right now. Everyone is behaving like an obedient servant of the saint.

　The reason is simple. For the Great Saints, saints are no longer human, but human beings.

　A saint is a person who is fearfully close to God, who stands a few steps outside of human existence. A saint is one who carries in her body the miracles and mysteries of the gods.

　Therefore, the feeling there is too much worship and awe. In addition, Alueno's recent behavior has transformed the awe of the cathedral knights into something even stronger.

　As Arueno continues to follow the divine revelation and follow the pilgrimage, his behavior, magic power, and even his very existence is gradually transforming. At the very least, she is no longer the presence of a town girl.

　There are times when the cathedral knights guarding her realize this in their daily casual contact. It's in the eyes of Alueno. Not always, but sometimes, when caught in that golden color, they feel a terrible fear.

　It is as if they are being stared at directly by a higher being. Sobbing, as if their own contours and existence were being blurred. And then there is the madness, as if one's spirit is being forcibly ripped out of one's body.

　It must be an unmistakable manifestation of mystery. The girl named Alueno is holding a part of God. That fact is the greatest joy and heart-warming thing for the followers of the Great Saints.

　However, this is only because the other party is very far away.

　Once you are up close and personal with a presence that threatens to engulf everything around you, your heart palpitates in panic and your emotions are bound by an overwhelming sense of awe. In the past, those who got too close to the gods were swallowed by the light and burned out of their eyes and bodies.

　That's why there was only Garrus Gargantia and one other person who could speak to Alueno.

　One more person. The one who was allowed to accompany Garrus Gargantua on this journey as his companion. I'm not sure what to make of that.

The only indication of his location is in the records of folklore, but I'm sure we'll get a glimpse of him before too long.

　Alueno gave a small nod in reply to Heldt's words, muttering nonchalantly. Her golden eyes caught the figure of a young man who called himself Heldt.

　Alueno doesn't know much about Heldt-Stanley.

　What she does know is that the one and only Artius first chose him as his guard. And secondly, that he was one of the few who survived to meet the villainous Lord Lugis face to face, blade to blade. It is said that the reason why his left eye lost its light forever is because of the wound that Lugis carved on it.

　Rumor has it that the enmity against vice that Heldt harbors in his chest is stronger than any other, and that his skill in martial arts is beyond the reach of ordinary men, even with a single eye.

　That is why the common people expect a story from him. He was once defeated by the villain, lying in a bed of blood, but now he picks up the sword again and walks the path of a just avenger.



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　Is it hostility towards Lugis, or is it revenge? I thought it would be a person who would show an overflowing emotion in any case.

　But apparently not so. Alueno's lips rippled as his shoulders slumped against the cold snow for a moment.

　The look in Heldt-Stanley's eyes was not one of enmity or vengeance. Rather, there was a hint that he was harboring a different kind of intense heat.

　Alueno's head of hair was shaking. I'm just talking," he said, his small lips quivering.

You met the villainous Lord Lugis, didn't you? What was he like?

　In response to Alueno's probing question, Heldt-Stanley closed his lips for a moment and seemed to formulate some words.

　The golden eyes didn't capture anything about Alueno, but rather seemed to be imagining someone else, someone farther away.

　After a pause of a few seconds, Heldt said.

It's hard to say in one word, but he was a strong man. Dazzling.

　Alueno's eyes narrowed strongly as he heard these words. I'm not sure what to say, but I don't think that Helt's words were meant to be spoken to someone who was avenging or hostile. The surrounding cathedral knights, with the exception of Garrus, had expressions of bewilderment on their faces.

　I'm sure all of them are unsure of Heldt's true intentions.

　It is a noble act to show respect even to your enemies, but not many people do it to the heraldry. It's a good thing that I'm not the only one who has a problem with this. I'm not sure what to make of that.

　However, no one wanted to stick their nose into the conversation with the saint.

　But Alueno was the only one who seemed to be certain of what was going on.

　--This Herdt-Stanley did not harbor any grudge against Lugis. What he has is a different, more vexing, emotion.

　Alueno almost swallowed the small amount of something unpleasant that was about to escape his lips. A beautiful smile appeared on his cheeks, as if he had drawn lines on them.

　Garrus' voice caressed my ear.

"I see him, that's him. It's the giant's bed, or whatever it's called.

　In the snow, an ancient structure appears.

　It is said that Altius, the one and only god, once chopped off the head of a giant and let it sleep for eternity. It is one of those breaks where the age of myth still retains its breath.