Chapter 285 (2/2)

“It’s been a while, Your Eminence. I’m sorry to have you worried about me.”

“Oh, don’t say that. I’m very happy to see you safe. I was a bit afraid that as you’re so beautiful, you might be taken away by our lord Vita.”

‘You’re at it again!’ When I let out a sigh slightly, he made a faint smile at me and closed his eyes, wrapping my hands in his. In no time, I heard him praying, then I saw a white light coming out of his hands.

“You are in good shape except that you have become weak. I think I can give you blessings only this time.”

“Really? Thank you for your consideration.”

“You’re welcome. Praise the beauty given by the Father of life. I give you the blessings of our lord Vita. ”

Now, the familiar flower scent wrapped me up. I slowly bowed my head and thanked him, then opened my mouth after he sat down.

“I owe it to you that I have survived this time, too, Your Eminence. I don’t know how I can express gratitude to you.”

“Well, it wasn’t me who saved you. Graspe treated you.”

“Pardon? What do you mean…”

“It is exactly as I said. It is Graspe, not me, who treated you.”

I opened my eyes wide. What the heck is he talking about? Then, does it mean she used her divine power, leaked Duke Jena’s ambush plan, and saved me? It’s strange.

Duke Verita clearly told me the High Priest treated me.

“How is that possible? I understand that Lady Jena’s divine power doesn’t work for people. ”

“Really? Well, it’s true that her divine power has that problem.”

“Then, I really don’t understand it. How did she save me when she had no ability to treat a human?”

When I looked at him with a perplexed expression, he said with a pensive expression, “On that day, I headed to the scene, stunned to hear you had collapsed. Although I arrived there as fast as I could, you were beyond hope when I got there. You were exhausted, and I couldn’t feel your pulse.”

“…”

“It was really a harrowing scene. The criminal was laughing insanely while bleeding, and your father was staring at you, grabbing the bloody sword… And the emperor was screaming, holding you in his arms. The royal doctors and royal knights were at a loss about what to do, and the wounded were moaning here and there. Graspe, with her face turning white, was squatting on the ground… But nobody paid attention to you. Even I was helpless.”

“I see…”

When I replied, refraining from moaning, he said, nodding lightly, “Although I knew it was useless, I used my divine power. At that moment someone suddenly approached me. It was Graspe. She was blankly muttering something I couldn’t understand. At that moment, a dazzling white color surrounded you. It was a very strong divine power that I have only seen once in my life. ”

What is that? That means she could use divine power from the beginning!

When I frowned a bit because of his contradictory remarks, he smiled at me faintly, then stood up. He bowed his head slowly and said, “You seem frustrated. Good. Let me give you a clue. Graspe can no longer display her divine power to anyone. She lost it for good.”

“What do you mean?”

“Oh, it’s time I took care of Sextus. Then, Lady Monique, see you next time. ”

Although I asked quickly, he left the room, saying something beyond my understanding.

Dang it! What did he mean by that? I just can’t understand what he is talking about. Is it so important to take care of the baby High Priest? …Ugh? Baby High Priest?

At that moment, the conversation I had with him around this time last year came to my mind, let alone my recent conversation with the blonde High Priest. They told me that although the High Priests had to realize the will of Vita from their birth to their death, they had just one opportunity in their whole lives to realize their own wish rather than Vita’s. And when they realized their ‘wish,’ they would lose all their divine power for good.

Then, did Jiun make her wish?

I shook my head when I suddenly thought about something. How could she do that when she didn’t know anything about what the High Priest meant by the ‘wish’?

I was perplexed, but I leaned my head against the sofa, shaking off my complicated thoughts. I was going to take a nap until my father came back.