22 – Falling Death (5)

The procedure necessary to meet the sage, the sage’s ordeal.

Then what was the content of my first ordeal?

I remember the contents of Lilia’s first ordeal I read before as ‘Fill the lake with the most beautiful things’.

The solution was to fill the lake with rain. Because it was a desert, water was enough to make a person’s heart plentiful. It delights people’s eyes and ears and gives them satisfaction, so Biran is truly the best beauty in the world.

As such, both the contents and answers of the ordeal are truly abstract.

Because there is no abstraction or specificity, the answer can be something really groundbreaking or uniform.

But whatever comes, I will overcome it.

Hoseungsim Ho embraced the beating heart, endured drowsiness, and focused on the sound.

A voice presumed to be that of a sage, mixed with modulation, rang in my brain.

**

“That’s what the ordeal is about?”

“Yes.”

Since my business in the tower is over, I rode a broom and returned to the headquarters of the association.

As I told you about my ordeal, Lilia glanced at me from behind her. The way he looked at me was mixed with envy.

“I’m envious~ The desert was my first ordeal.”

“Ha ha ha! Oh, what a pity! I ordered it right here.”

“Later, please hang on a strange snowy mountain.”

“Don’t curse. If I go to the snowy mountain later, I’ll blame you.”

It’s hard to meet the wise man once. There is a reason why young people are not challenging themselves these days. You can be happy even if you don’t do these things, but why do you choose the hard way?

It will be because they will see a way to be happy in a normal way. It must be because they can live like human beings even if they don’t want to go through hardships.

But not me.

To me, even a single night’s sleep is romantic. That means it’s close to impossible.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes again and again and asked Lilia.

“Anyway…”

Is it because the air is different because it is high up?

Suddenly, I fell asleep again and my body staggered. Losing my balance, I momentarily grabbed Lilia’s shoulders and barely managed to keep from falling.

“Wow!”

Lilia freaked out and grabbed my arm. It was an instant. If I hadn’t grabbed my broomstick right away to keep my balance, I’d have thrown myself toward the invisible ground beneath the clouds.

Lilia was trembling as if she didn’t know that she might overreact to this extent. It was a bizarre sight where her shuddering saliva, as if an insect had crawled through her body, coexisted with eyes that were genuinely guilty of me.

Does this level of rejection come from education alone? I was surprised that this one was so big.

“Oh no… I’m sorry. I almost got into trouble.”

“In the end, nothing major happened, so it doesn’t matter.”

“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

“I’m sorry…”

Lilia was really surprised. She was holding her breath while apologizing over and over again. The surprise that the man suddenly touched, the surprise that he rejected me with a big blow. To be honest, I’m a little dissatisfied. It’s a comrade who gave up life and death, but it’s not like this.

“It’s not because I hate you… That…”

Although Lilia knows that she is extremely reluctant to interact with men, she has some mistakes on this side. I judged the seriousness of the sin in my heart and made a judgment. It was a double fault. Both of us were wrong, so there’s no need to ask for guilt. I made up my mind here.

But Lilia, as if she hadn’t quite managed her mind yet, kept talking about her hobbies. Those words were less coherent than the clouds floating in the sky.

“I didn’t mean to… Actually, there’s a reason I hate men? Ah, I’m not saying I hate you. That, what should I say… The reason I can’t reach you? There’s something like that.”

Lilia was greatly embarrassed. As if I thought I would be hurt by something like this, the actions of a person who was so considerate and even felt guilty in the end. He treats me like a glass marble. I was handling it carefully so as not to break it. Is it compassion, guilt, or responsibility? What emotions fill her when she is with me.

Lilia continued to make excuses. She was more of a toro than an excuse.

“I once witnessed her father’s affair when I was little.”

This is the first setup I’ve heard of. It is stated in her book that Baron Lilia’s androphobia is due to her mentor and her mother’s education. Of course, I don’t know everything in the book. She stopped reading books after the death of her friend who had recommended [She Lives in Her Eyes with Butterflies]. I can’t help it even if settings I don’t know come out.

“It used to be the bedroom my mom and dad used… A woman I didn’t know with my dad was rolling around on the bed. At that time, unlike when my dad stroked my hair, I felt very uncomfortable….”

Is the reluctance stemming from witnessing adultery during childhood culminated in the education of the teacher and mother? I finally realized the reason for Lilia’s hatred of men. A past I don’t know. It feels anew that this world is not just the world of a novel. Everyone has circumstances, behaviors have causes, and human relationships. It’s not some shallow typeface, it’s a real person.

“It’s my problem anyway… You didn’t do anything wrong, so don’t worry about it.”

I nodded. We met silence for a while. Right before I arrived at the Witch Association from the tower again, I said something I hadn’t been able to say before.

“Hey Lilia.”

“Huh? Why?”

Lilia replied in her calm voice.

“Please tell me I’m not a demon.”

What I was trying to say was the content of the ordeal. Recognize that you are not the devil, that is, others must prove that you are not the devil. I asked Lilia, who is closest and closest to me, to do it.

“Eva is not a demon.”

But nothing happened.

“…Didn’t you hear about overcoming the ordeal?”

“I can’t hear you.”

Lillia said once again that Ogi had activated.

“Iba is not a demon!!”

A couple of times.

“Eva is not a demon!!”

A couple of times.

“Eva is not a demon!!!”

No matter how many times I tried, it was useless.

It didn’t make any difference. The ordeal could not be overcome.

“As expected, isn’t it this easy… Lilia, why is it so useless?”

“Hey! Do you want to get off?! You made me do it!”

As expected, there seems to be no easy path in life.

**

Lilia returned to the Witches’ Association with Eva. If it had been as originally planned, she would have had to go through the ordeal today and return to Solucio immediately, but the situation changed when Iba’s ordeal location was confirmed as Ie Kyle Tebotier.

She had to stay here with Eva until she solved the ordeal. This is because it is impossible for monsters to roam the association without permission. Therefore, the two wanted to rent a room in the association’s office.

Iba is a demon. She says the chairman has prevented the flow of information, but she can’t let it roam freely. It is because the president blocked the information. She has to give a tidbit that she is controlling Eva so that the chairman won’t take issue with it later. If she left her alone, that person would do anything to get her hands on Iva.

I couldn’t leave it like that.

‘I have to take responsibility.’

Lilia was responsible for Eva. The final battle in the Mist Forest. In a desperate battle with the demon, Lilia regretted not being able to stop Eva, who jumped in to sacrifice herself. She remembered her pain of not being able to stop Master’s sacrifice in the past through him.

There was also compassion. The life of an ordinary child has been crumbled to ashes by a demon worshiper. He even became the object of worship of the destroyer who ruined his life, the devil. Lilia did not dare to even think of that misery.

There was also affection. It was fun to be together and to have a conversation rather than just being a man.

For the above reasons, Lilia decided that she would help Iva through her ordeal to the end. Her words as she worked through her own ordeal as well.

Lilia stared at Eva as she walked beside her. The dark circles were very thick. With her gray hair, it seemed that he alone lived in achromatic world in a multicolored world. A young boy with thin lines. Even so, he was wearing oddly solid-looking shoulders.

I remembered what had happened before. Thinking back on it, the reaction earlier was a big fuss. He only touched the shoulder once, what kind of reaction is that? I left him with even worse words, even going to die. I felt sorry for him again.

Lilia lowered her gaze to his hand. Strangely white hands, perhaps because of living in a place without sunlight. Among the witches here, there are quite a few who take care of their skin, but it’s hard to see hands that are as white as milk.

Hand. I couldn’t always hold it, so I was barely connected with a handkerchief. Even when she left the president’s room, she wanted to hold her hand and come out powerfully. The physiological rejection was stronger than the promise, so I couldn’t do it.

‘Now is the time to get used to men.’

In order to go through her ordeal, she will meet many people, but she can’t be averse to men whenever that happens. It takes practice to get used to men. Coincidentally, Eba is the man I have become closest to in my life. It’s a perfect match for practice.

‘Yes. That’s it.’

With Lilia still keeping her eyes on her hand, she slowly brought her own hand closer. The distance between her milk-pale hand and her white jade-like hand slowly drew closer. What is the temperature of his hand? What is the difference between a woman’s hand and a woman’s hand? What kind of touch does a man have?

“What are you doing? What have you been looking at since before?”

Eva, who had noticed her gaze for a long time, withdrew her hand and asked with a puzzled expression. Lilia was so ashamed that she was caught and that she tried to hold her hand without any agreement.

Her face seemed to rise with heat. However, Lilia hid her shyness as best she could and answered calmly.

“Look at your hands.”

“What did you bury?”

“No, that’s not it.”

“So what?”

“Can I hold your hand?”

“…Did you get the heat? Did you fly too close to the sunlight?”

Eva held out her hand in her sarcastic yet obedient manner.

“Old.”

She didn’t even ask why. Lilia thanked her for her generosity and she slowly reached out her hand. She is about to meet his palm and her index finger.

“Ah! It’s not like this!”

She put her hand back. She still couldn’t get rid of the reluctance that lingered in her heart. The filthy touch she had seen as a child never left her mind.

“If this is the case, why don’t you tell me from the beginning.”

“Sorry…”

Is she the kind of person who hates men this much? If so, isn’t she no different from other witches? Lillia walked down her hallway with her head hanging in embarrassment.

While she was doing that, Eva spoke to her.

“Lilia, have I thought about the ordeal?”

“Yeah, what is it?”

“I told you to be acknowledged that you are not a devil. So, you should be recognized as being the opposite of a devil.”

Devil, a mortal enemy of human beings, a mixture of evil and demons. A natural mystery that denies everything that humans have taken off.

“In other words, I think the core of this ordeal is to be recognized for being on the human side.”

“I heard…”

Lilia also agreed with his words. Not the devil In other words, it is not unreasonable to think that it means that it must be recognized that it is evil and not demonic. His guess was quite reasonable.

Wait.

As Lillia pondered his ordeal, she discovered a swamp. It was a very deep bog, and there were no stone bridges. But in order to move forward, you have to cross a quagmire. Lilia didn’t stop. Even if I can’t hold her hand, I want to continue thinking.

That’s why, Lillia drowned herself in that deep swamp.

‘I denied earlier that Eva is not a demon. But why didn’t the ordeal pass…?’

She ate away at her heart.

‘No way I am.’

Her head hurt. She walked with her forehead pressed. The pace of walking slowed down. Like someone really drowning. Even if it wasn’t in reality, it was in my heart, so that muddy swamp grabbed my legs.

‘Do I… Think of Eva as the devil? It’s an enemy of humans and evil…?’

It can’t be. I am…

Lilia wanted to deny it. But she couldn’t deny it. Although her consciousness insists that he is not. She is unconscious. Could there have been such a heart in the silent heart that no one could know? Lilia doubted herself and fell deeper.

I stopped walking.

“Ugh!”

Immediately, a deep red pain came to my back. Iva slapped Lillia on the back with her palm.

“Even if you can’t hold hands, you can still be beaten, right?”

He said with a grin. It was a very lively smile for a subject with tired eyes.

“Don’t be weird. Anyone who has a burning skin in holy water thinks it’s the devil. You’re not bad. The situation is bad! Would you really consider me an enemy of man? If you did, you’d already set me on fire.” There must have been.”

She didn’t say anything, but as if she had peered into her mind, Eva guessed her own mind. Lilia caught her thoughts. She asked in amazement and shame.

“Uh… How?”

“It’s written all over your face. There’s nothing wrong with what the adults say. Kids can’t hide their feelings.”

He patted me on the back again and again. It was repulsive and painful, and it was very painful. He didn’t shudder like before.

Lilia glared at Eva with her displeasure. Eva glared at him like her vagina.

The two burst into laughter at the same time.

We walked out together.

On the first day of the first trial, that evening was a bright moment.

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