Arsene was mendacity in mattress, enthusiastic about her, till the 2 children interrupted his ideas. Perhaps Mary doesn’t know. The key of the backyard the place the flowers change every single day. He chuckled to himself on the considered her strolling via the backyard with Demimore, unaware of the key of the flowers that change every single day.

It was fairly cute to see Mary and Demimore tease one another.

He questioned if that is what an older brother feels whereas watching his youthful siblings struggle.

Till she spoke up

“I don’t need any extra folks to be harmed by him.”

Her mother and father had additionally tragically misplaced their lives by the hands of the God of Dying.

How might he love the daughter of these he thought of as insignificant as flies. Arsene thought it was a horrible piece of karma from the God of Dying.

The considered taking her, who was left alone within the nook of the temple after shedding her mother and father, was only a momentary sympathy.

A baby who misplaced her mother and father like that is likely to be used for the spell of the god of demise once more.

Arsene took her out of the God of demise’s territory, and it was the God of earth who picked her up.

The God of earth gave her life, and she or he went to the temple closest to the sky and have become a saint.

Referred to as the Daughter of the God of Earth, she prayed for the great fortune of the continent.

It was Arsene who taught her methods to pray, calling her the Saint of Prosperity.

As a result of he had introduced her right here, Arsene virtually took care of her as if she was entrusted to him.

It was stated that Aresene had introduced her right here as a result of he missed his human mom.

His mom, who he can’t even keep in mind the face, had nothing to do with it. Somewhat than that he felt extra pity and sorry for her.

Even so, as a toddler who was introduced right here, the lady was nothing greater than somewhat one who might be a nuisance at most till she grew as much as his waist.

“Ah!”

“Arsene, are you okay?”

The pale-faced lady heard Arsene’s groan and got here nearer, extra shocked than he was. She made a fuss and took Arsene’s index finger.

Because it was summer time, she stated she needed to embellish the world across the temple with crimson roses, and she or he obtained them by praying to the god of the earth.

Whereas touching the rose with out considering, Arsene was stabbed by a tough thorn.

“It’s okay, It’ll heal quickly.”

Feeling embarrassed {that a} youngster a lot smaller than him was taking a look at his wound with a face that seemed like she was about to cry, Arsene took his index finger out of her tiny hand and hid it behind his again.

Her cheeks flushed as she watched his conduct.

However Arsene’s phrases weren’t false. Even when he couldn’t match the resilience of a god, a wound like this is able to heal rapidly.

“It nonetheless hurts, doesn’t it?”

“It hurts, however……. It’s okay. You need to be cautious with roses, too. The thorns are sharper than they appear. Oh, and for those who’re going to develop flowers, wouldn’t or not it’s higher to plant one thing else? I’m going to assist too.”

“Arsene, you bought pricked by a thorn and stated, ‘Ah!’”

Arsene seemed into the eyes of the kid, who was mimicking the sound he had made when he was pricked by the thorn.

Her eyes have been crammed with concern for him. It felt awkward to obtain this type of concern simply because he obtained pricked by a rose thorn.

Even his personal father had been extra inclined to induce Arsene to heal quicker, moderately than to fret if he got here again with a wound.

“Properly, It’s virtually healed now, isn’t it? Even regular people don’t suppose a wound like this can be a huge deal.”

Bending his waist, Arsene confirmed his index finger to the lady to guarantee her. The concern in her eyes appeared to fade a bit.

However the aid was quickly changed by a ferocious glare.

Her eyes, which have been nonetheless curled up on the corners, seemed like these of an offended cat.

She doesn’t often get offended, so it was refreshing to see her with this expression on her face.

“Nonetheless, you possibly can’t get harm! Watch out!”

“Oh, okay.”

The kid who had warned him so harshly circled. For some cause, it seemed like he might see a tail with fur protruding.

Arsene felt like laughing uncontrollably, however he held it in. She had at all times been a toddler with many worries and cute.

“What are you doing?”

As he watched her engraving symbols on a stone and set it up across the village as if possessed, Arsene felt worry for the primary time since he met her.

Because the son of a god, Arsene might see these spell patterns, however they’d be invisible to odd folks.

It was a capability granted to her by the God of the Earth, a capability that was important because the Saint of Prosperity, who tended the temple closest to the sky.

“In order that he can’t are available in….”

He’ll discover me once more. Her phrases appeared as if she have been speaking to herself moderately than answering Arsene’s query.

He watched her from afar, unable to cease her, unable to assist her.

When she discovered that her mother and father, whom she thought had deserted her, had been killed by a prank by the God of Dying, she started to keep away from him, however he turned madly obsessed together with her.

He even went as far as to make use of anybody who occurred to have a relationship together with her as his sacrifice.

Arsene might solely curse the God of demise for destroying such a lovely and loving youngster.

Ultimately, she closed her eyes, taking again the breath that the God of earth she cherished so dearly had given her.

And that’s not all. She went via pains she ought to by no means have skilled, even after being reborn on the celebrities beneath the area of the god of earth. And after enduring all that, she lastly returned to this place….

‘Rattling it’

Maybe the gods watching her thought that the god of demise’s obsession together with her utterly disappeared at this level.

However their judgment was simply horrible vanity. The God of Dying’s unwavering obsession together with her didn’t disappear, as an alternative it stored rising like a madman.

He hoped that right here, on this place the place her previous self was defending her, Mary would understand one thing.

Mary nonetheless felt extra awkward than glad to see her image in charms that right here folks carry. He didn’t need Mary to hate her.

He didn’t need her to suppose that her previous self had ruined her life. As a result of she did her finest on this, too.

The backyard was her reward to her future self, an atonement.

“Arsene!”

As Arsene’s eyes have been about to tear up enthusiastic about her and Mary, then somebody banged on the door calling his identify. It was Mary.

Did you come right here to take Demimore residence? She stated she would give him time to suppose, however she got here again in a rush earlier than he even thought of the actual downside.

Arsene roughly wiped his eyes along with his palm and opened the door.

“You’re right here already?”

His voice sounded somewhat cracked. Arsene seemed on the youngsters beneath his gaze.

Demimore had a proud however in some way wistful expression as if he considered one thing good…. Mary was simply taking a look at him with glowing eyes, holding her fist.

What’s it? Did they give you one other good concept?

The look on their faces instructed him he didn’t must ask why, and he leaned his head in opposition to the wall to hear.

“Simply inform me the conclusion.”

“Let’s go residence!”

“Um, no. Why don’t you clarify it correctly?”

Sensing that this was going to be an extended story, Arsene led them into the home.

It had been fairly a while since they got here right here, however Mary, who was seeing Arsene’s home for the primary time, seemed round with large eyes.

Demimore flopped right into a chair as if he was not .

‘Why is he…’

If Mary goes residence, wouldn’t that be the perfect for him? He doesn’t perceive why he feels subtly uneasy.

That they had tea at Mary’s home earlier, however considering that the story may take lengthy he went to the kitchen however she hugged his waist and stated.

“Now we have to go residence and get some laminaicho!”

“Laminaicho?”

He circled and tried to test Mary’s face holding his waist, however the small hand wrapped round his waist disappeared.

As a substitute, he noticed Mary smiling brightly in Demimore’s arms, who was very cautious of him.

He was sitting there, when did he come and take her off in such a rush… Now that he thought of it, what he felt earlier was not an older brother sentiment…….

‘A father-in-law’s emotions?’

Demimore’s eyebrows went up, maybe as a result of Arsene, who snorted, obtained on his nerves once more.

Arsen didn’t actually wish to take note of Demimore’s temper, however he urged Mary for a solution, considering that if he didn’t, Demimore’s eyebrows may not come down once more.

“Why laminaicho?”

“Demimore stated it was an herb that blooms within the season of demise.”

Arsene knew about Laminaicho.

A magical herb that sprouted in winter on branches that had misplaced all their leaves and have been now grey and devoid of coloration. It blooms within the season of demise.

However the look on Arsene’s face when he requested why she was abruptly in search of it made Mary’s chest tighten with frustration.

“Give it some thought. The god of demise makes use of ‘related’. So why don’t we use the other?”