Chapter 37 You Are My Wife Now

After hearing what Aiwass said, "Lulu"'s body obviously relaxed a lot.

"...Mr. Fox!"

She whispered Aiwass's code name, but hesitated the moment she said it: "Are you really... Mr. Fox?"

For some reason, she sensed a faint sense of danger from the other person.

It was as if she was being deceived or poisoned...but she did not sense any hostility or murderous intent.

"I've just used the Illumination technique. I think that's enough to prove my identity."

"Ah, you're right..."

After Lulu calmed down, she quickly realized how stupid her question was—and it made her feel ashamed and regretful.

She felt ashamed because she felt she was too nervous and might not be of any help this time and might even hold her partners back; she felt regretful because she should have been able to think of such a simple reasoning easily, but now she felt her mind was blank.

"-Shh."

Aiwass suddenly stretched out a finger and put it to the lips of "his wife".

The sudden physical contact from the opposite sex made her open her eyes suddenly, and the young woman with long platinum hair showed the innocence and shyness of a pure girl in her eyes.

It was only then that she looked at her "husband" and the father of her child sitting opposite her for the first time.

Not to mention the opposite sex, she didn't even have any friends of the same sex. People might not be afraid of her because of her identity, but they would definitely stay away from her because of the royal family's near extinction and her troubled situation where she could be cursed to death at any time - no one wanted to cause trouble, especially trouble they couldn't afford.

She hadn't dared to look at him just now because the distance was too close.

Lulu didn't even know what she looked like at the moment...but the young man before her, with his curly black hair and eyes as deep as the ocean, looked no more than twenty years old and clearly handsome. The priestly robes he wore gave him a sense of abstinence, a sense of reassurance and solemnity.

At that moment, Lulu subconsciously wanted to draw a picture for him.

It's not that I have any special feelings for her.

Simply because her "Vision of Beauty" sensed the [Inspiration] at this moment——

He wore a white priestly vestment, the collar, adorned with gold roses, rising to cover his Adam's apple. One sturdy arm effortlessly cradled a four-year-old child, while the other reached out to shield his lips. The light from the Candlemassage Cathedral shone upon him... a light that was both dim and brilliant, a paradoxical radiance. His features, deep as those of Mycenaean sculptures, reflected the flames of the candlesticks behind Lulu, his deep blue eyes shone red like aquamarine against the flames.

The man's face held a benevolent solemnity, yet Lulu also sensed a vaguely careless "playfulness," a hint of ulterior motives, like his nickname, "Fox." Yet, at the same time, she sensed no hostility from him, but rather pure kindness and the powerful sense of security that comes from being a reliable adult male.

Looking at Lulu who suddenly became quiet, Aiwass didn't say much, but just glanced at the front of the cathedral.

Following the man's gaze, Lulu realized that her voice seemed a little loud.

"…I'm sorry, Mr. Fox."

She was a little annoyed: "I can't do anything well..."

"How could that be?"

Aiwass said casually.

I won't feel at ease if you do everything well.

Just be willing to obey orders.

Let me handle the rest.

Lulu watched the man before her withdraw his right hand and gently stroke the back of her child's head. Warm light once again emanated from between his fingers, their outlines radiating like golden light. It was like the golden sunlight filtering through the glazed sculptures in the Temple of Silver and Tin, reflecting the rune-inscribed halo on the wall.

It is neither dazzling nor scorching.

His fingers, pierced by the light, seemed to become transparent, emitting a reddish-golden glow. It was like the setting sun, or the rising sun.

This color... the color of [lighting], I remember it.

"--alright."

Just as she was watching intently, Aiwass suddenly whispered, "The curse has been dispelled by me."

"So powerful... Wait, wait, is that the illumination technique used by the right hand?"

Only then did Lulu realize something: "Are you already so skilled?"

Being able to cast Illumination with the right hand for ten seconds without interruption, steadily outputting two standard units of mana, is one of the graduation criteria for the Royal Law Academy's theological school. Because the right hand's affinity leans towards Dark, the output of Light-attribute mana can be interrupted by a moment's distraction.

When working in the church, you can't always use your left hand to cast spells. There will always be special circumstances where your left hand cannot be used, and at these times, the proficiency of your right hand in casting spells will be tested.

The man before him even used his right hand to perform the Illumination Technique for fifteen seconds with remarkable ease. The light never extinguished or even dimmed once, and he showed no signs of effort or fatigue.

This is already the continuous output of three standard units of mana...

"...So, Mr. Fox, you've actually already graduated, right?"

She lowered her voice, leaned over and asked, "Have you joined the church?"

Somehow, the nervousness had vanished, replaced by curiosity and frustration.

She herself is already more than halfway through the first semester of her sophomore year, and she has not yet completed her advancement... whereas this potential "senior" has already reached a standard of excellence that is difficult for even graduates to achieve.

I am so weak...

"It's nothing."

Aiwass said calmly.

He really didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Although when Bishop Mathers taught him the sacred art, he also reminded him to try to use his left hand until he was proficient enough to use it without concentrating on it, and then practice with his right hand.

But Aiwass successfully cast a spell and treated Yulia with his right hand that day - he didn't even realize he was using his right hand at the time, he just subconsciously stretched out his dominant hand.

"It's not a complicated curse. Rather than an attempt to kill... it's more of a positioning. Now that I've broken the curse, I might be able to hold the enemy back for a while.

"Also," Aiwass stretched out his finger, flashing a ray of light into Lulu's eyes, scaring her into closing them. Then he said lightly, "Don't ask about real life. Otherwise, don't blame me for coming to you."

"……sorry."

Lulu nodded and apologized obediently.

"I forgive you."

Aiwass said with a smile.

The service was drawing to a close, and he naturally held Lulu's hand. Lulu flinched in fear for a moment, but then she remembered her mission and pretended to hold his hand naturally.

Aiwass went a step further, shaking her fingers and pulling her up from the stool.

Just like dancing ballroom dance, pulling your dance partner along.

"Don't be so stiff, and don't be afraid."

Aiwass said calmly: "You are my wife now."

“…Yes, yes.”

He held the child in his arms and pulled Lulu out of the main hall of the Candlelight Cathedral. But he did not leave. Instead, he found an empty chapel and walked in with his wife.

The moment he closed the door, Lulu felt her heart suddenly skip a beat.

Her eyes suddenly widened.

...What is he going to do?

"Come, hold the baby."

Aiwass's voice was low and gentle as he handed the boy in his arms over.

Lulu subconsciously and carefully took "Little Aiwass" over.

Having just been freed from the curse, Little Aiwass seemed a bit sleepy. It was like soaking in a hot bath while exhausted. As the discomfort faded, a sense of sleepiness and peace of mind filled him.

He had been curled up in his father's warm embrace, which was fragrant with musk, sandalwood and vanilla, listening to the long chanting of prayers, his eyes opening slightly for a moment and then closing for a longer time.

When his father handed him over to his mother, he regained consciousness for a brief moment.

"Good boy, good girl..."

Lulu looked at the child's tender and cute face and couldn't help but smile faintly from the bottom of her heart.

She spoke softly, holding the boy, who still smelled of milk, in her arms.

She had taken care of her own brother before, so she knew how to hold a child. But even so, Lulu held the baby very carefully... as if she was holding someone else's child, afraid that it would drop out of her hands.

"Just practice a little first. You can't go out on the street like this. People will think you kidnapped the child."

Aiwass put his hands in his pockets, leaned against the door, tilted his head slightly, and leaned his ear against it. His eyes were squinted as if he was dozing.

At the same time, he whispered, "Can you sing a lullaby, Lulu?"

"meeting."

This time Lulu said firmly, her tone full of confidence.

"Put the baby to sleep first, then we'll leave."

Aiwass added: "Put the child in a deep sleep...with all your might."

(End of this chapter)