# 25
Dearyn stared in fascination at the flow that was as elegant as handwriting.
It was an incredibly long and expensive signing.
It was almost unbelievable that he had come up with it on the spot.
“Signature……were you there?”
“There was nothing.”
“But what is this?”
“I did as instructed.”
Did you create this now and draw it naturally?
Were you born with the ability to create signatures?
I heard that people who create signatures also earn a lot of money. What about developing your abilities as a way to prepare for retirement?
Since you find out, you get a small fee.
“Can you sign my name too?”
Of course, Diaren didn't have the money to entrust it to someone, so she made it herself.
The signature on official documents didn't need to be fancy or sophisticated, so I just wrote my name roughly.
But it's okay to have something luxurious, right?
After this is done, he becomes the High Priest.
Sirius nodded and moved his pen.
“……Is this on purpose?”
Dearyn looked at the result and opened her diamond-shaped eyes.
“ㄷㅣㅇㄹㄴ” is written in worm letters.
M.M.: You see, this is her name, but there are no ways to write it in Korean
The sad thing was that it wasn't much different from the signature he was using now.
Deyarin's signature was like a child's scribble compared to Sirius' signature next to him.
"You make yours so good. Despicable."
Sirius carefully narrowed his eyes and wrote D'Arrin's name again.
However, while the previous earthworm was a terrestrial earthworm, this earthworm was only different from the hairy fly.
After seeing Dearyn's disappointed look, Sirius tried again.
However, as the challenge continued, only earthworms appeared on the paper.
Eventually, when the earthworms weren't enough and something resembling a whale worm came out, Diarin took the paper away.
* * *
“……In order to ask to dance to the next song, you must make eye contact with the other person three times. …Mr. Sirius?”
Surprisingly peaceful days followed.
At first, I thought I was taking a super-fast shortcut to hell.
But as time passed, the destination changed to heaven.
There were never such luxurious days in Deyarin's life.
When I open my eyes in the morning, I find Sirius waiting for me, having already woken up, showered, exercised, dressed, and cooked.
Now I confidently left the cooking task to Sirius, so I didn't have to worry so much about waking up in the morning.
Just not having a set time to wake up was already heaven.
I sleep as late as I want, and when I wake up I have a ready-made meal.
Sirius cleaned when she was bored.
It is so boring that there is not a day when dust settles in this huge house.
The entire area was so smooth and shiny that even the flying insects could not be disturbed (I later discovered that even the sound of the flying insects was so annoying that they were all caught and killed).
After eating, sit slowly and digest while reading a book to Sirius or teaching him etiquette.
That was all for today.
Isn't it really amazing?
The only thing that was disappointing was a bite of sweet dessert after the meal.
Although Sirius was now at a level where she could cook by reading books, desserts were not easy.
I tried it a few times, but it was still an incident where I discovered that even Sirius, who is good at everything, is not good at some things.
Desserts take a great deal of time, money and effort to prepare.
They are expensive to buy and eat, and difficult to make.
Ever since I asked my mother to make me something when I was little and got beaten up and almost kicked out, I haven't even felt greedy.
It was touching to see our crazy dog trying to do something that even his mother scolded him for.
It's okay to eat sweets, and it's okay not to eat them.
Life is already sweet enough without eating.
The class went smoothly.
As with writing, other progress is beginning to decline.
Sirius is now able to read most books on his own.
Aside from occasionally asking me about words I couldn't understand on my own or things that were difficult to pronounce, Deyarin didn't have anything to teach me.
A handsome, good-looking man is sitting on a sofa next to a sunny window, drinking a cup of tea and reading a book.
If that's not you, what is?
‘Nice……I did it, I did it. “I am a priestess, I can do this.”
Dayaren has been impressed by her abilities time and time again.
However, a very critical problem remained.
“Quiet.” A moment. I am waiting."
“…….”
Soothing my allergies was still a challenge.
Now, in response to small animals, he no longer gets up and throws things.
Even if he reacted to having people coming and going every time, he was able to avoid running to kill him.
However, when I felt even the slightest sign of unfamiliarity, my body reacted like this.
Dearyn hugged Sirius' waist softly.
Then Sirius quickly calmed down.
“Whoosh, whoosh…”
But today I felt something strange.
Dearyn relaxed her arms that were hugging her waist and looked at Sirius.
The eyes staring out the window were lifeless.
The laid-back and free-spirited master is nowhere to be found, and the evil mad dogs of the 8th Squad have returned.
But there must be a reason why Ceres did this.
Dearyn also looked out the window, concerned about her surroundings.
The assassination incident that occurred during the last visit of the Third Prince comes to mind.
I heard that there were repeated assassination attempts targeting members of the Eighth Division on the battlefield.
He's been quiet for a while these days.
Even assassination attempts are all about money. I don't know who it was, but it's possible that they were running out of money, or that they saw an opportunity and were aiming for a fatal blow.
“Is this really today?”
In that case, it was right to send Sirius.
If I had to, I would almost shout “Ask!”
“No sir, you shouldn't do this.”
But I soon changed my mind.
In situations where you had to survive, you might ask Sirius to fight, but it was usually appropriate for you to watch leisurely from behind the guard.
Even during this time, I was thinking about how dedicated he was to his work.
Dearyn leaned in and grabbed Sirius' waist again.
"Stand still. If anything happens, I'll handle it."
“……?”
Dearyn showed the fire at her fingertips as if she was showing off.
Since there's no one here anyway, you can just wipe it down and throw it in the oven.
Both people and trees turn to ash when burned.
There are countless things happening on the battlefield.
He couldn't scream the ruler's name when his life was at stake.
The ruler may have given you the power to do it yourself.
I've thought this way and there have been many times when I've gotten away with it.
I'm not sure because I've never dealt with a murderer, but I'm not saying I wouldn't get beaten up just because he's a murderer.
Dearyn put Sirius behind her and carefully approached the door.
"This is me."
"any?"
But Robin's voice was heard from the other side of the door.
Dearyn looked at Sirius.
Sirius still had his wary eyes on me. But Robin's voice sounded right and he nodded.
“Why are you doing this Robin?”
Deyarin opened the door defenselessly.
She was once again touched by Sirius' intense sensation.
The person on the other side of the door wasn't just Robin.
"I'm sorry for not calling you earlier. The situation is very urgent."
“Yes, what happened……really?”
Dearyn looked sideways at the strangers standing behind Robin.
He looked like a soldier.
They were carrying a large man with one arm on each side.
The man was wearing torn clothes and was unconscious.
His behavior was similar to when she first saw Sirius.
'Oh really?'
The other 8th Squad members?
When Dearyn's eyes changed to something she noticed, Robin asked as if pleading.
“Can I bring him first?”
“Oh... ok ok. Please.”
Dearyn stepped aside from the door.
But at that time, Sirius, who approached without a sound from behind, roared.
"Mr. Sirius? What happened?"
"I hate."
"Yes?"
Sirius growled in his voice again, staring at the man possessed by the soldiers as if he was going to kill him.
"I hate."
It was a very annoying sound.
Robin looked embarrassed.
"Okay Sirius, just this once."
"I hate."
Sirius was adamant.
He lashed out so hard that it felt like a realistic threat that he would kill anyone who took even a single step.
Dearyn first hugged Sirius' waist and stroked her head.
“Just calm down for now.”
Sirius softly wrapped herself around Dearyn's body.
She growled and winced, but I felt like she was backing away.
Meanwhile, Dearyn quickly put him inside and motioned for Robin to take out the soldiers.
“Get it quickly and make sure it's out of sight.”
Now, Dearyn is in the lead so she's not jumping and twisting her neck. But I didn't know what would happen if time passed.
It also seemed that Robin had warned the soldiers in advance, so there was no sound in their movements.
I turned on my heel and walked slowly, barely making a sound.
The soldiers who had placed the man in one of the rooms eventually retreated as quietly as they left when they entered.
Eventually, Robin was left alone.
“Other people have gone. Are you okay?”
Dearyn comforted Sirius and pulled him into the chair.
When Dearyn sat down first, Sirius sat on the ground, hugged Dearyn's waist tightly, and buried her face in her knees.
I had soothed Sirius in this way, and now it was like this that it was becoming difficult to restrain him on his own.
They seemed to be facing a lot of problems due to the unfamiliar soldiers and even the members of the Eighth Squad.
Robin covered his mouth as if he was once again affected by this sight.
“You are a true priestess who truly carries out the ruler’s will...!”
This was thanks to the abundant financial aid that contributed to the will of the ruler.
Naturally, this statement is removed from the social context.
Dearyn smiled compassionately and lowered her head.
“So what is this?”
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