An Archdemon's Dilemma: How to Love Your Elf Bride: Volume 17 [Parts 1 to 3] by Fuminori Teshima

Author:Fuminori Teshima
Language: eng
Format: epub

“Father... Please answer me. Is the insurance money for dying in the line of duty enough to provide for a family of five?”

Inside Aristocrates’s church, Micca pleaded half to tears. In a corner of the chapel was a small booth with two spaces that were just big enough for an adult to sit in. Beyond the window dividing the spaces was a gaunt priest who appeared to be in his thirties. This was a small church, so there was no bishop here like there would be in Raziel.

“Lord Salvarra...” the priest said in a clearly troubled tone. “I don’t believe I’m able to answer that. Besides, this is a place to confess your sins.”

His sorrowful reaction wasn’t simply because the question was about money. Micca was an Archangel, so as a matter of convenience, he held the title of bishop. Anyone who was asked that by a person of higher status would be left stumped. Nonetheless, this was the only person Micca could cling to, so he continued his pleas.

“Please hear me out, Father. I’ve been dispatched here to observe an Archdemon’s clandestine meeting in town. I wield a Sacred Sword, but I’m the lowest rank there is. Father, do you believe I’ll be able to go back home alive?”

“Aah... Umm, I hear it’s very rare for an Archangel to be as young as you are. It might be difficult for you now, but it’s essential to have more confidence in yourself.”

The priest wouldn’t give him anything but platitudes.

I wanted to at least live long enough for my youngest brothers to go to school... Life was such a cheap thing. If Micca died, Ayla would be forced to leave on an apprenticeship. At that point, his little brothers wouldn’t be able to manage the house and their mother on their own. His family was at a crisis point. They could at least give me a helper or something...

“Lord Salvarra,” the priest continued, his voice filled with optimism. “I hear this mission was given to you by Lady Diekmeyer’s recommendation. She may be a peculiar woman, but I hear her skills are assured. That same Lady Diekmeyer has acknowledged you. Please believe in yourself.”

That only plunged Micca further into the depths of despair. So even Lady Diekmeyer has given up on me... She didn’t know how to hold back, but she was unexpectedly kind. Despite him showing no progress whatsoever, she’d told Micca, “People have things they’re good and bad at, Micca. You can just get better at what you’re suited for.” Those words had saved him at the time. And yet, in the end, he’d never so much as blocked a sword in training, let alone taken a proper point. It only made sense to conclude he had zero talent for it. Micca left the confession booth behind, completely dejected.

“Sorry, Ayla. Looks like this is the end for your big brother...”

Micca felt like he would cry if he hung his head, so he did the opposite. Sparse clouds floated in the clear blue sky, and a gentle shaft of sunlight poured down on him.

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