96 [29] At the Royal Chapel

On that day, as usual, Berta stepped into the royal chapel.

But waiting for her indoors wasn't like a totally familiar Sister.

"... where's Sister today?"

Instead, he stood as a male monk in his primitive appearance.

Whether a strictly poor life would make them look that way, the old man would obviously be younger than the Sister, and there was a creepiness that would not make them feel alive from the start.

"Sister Stella is not feeling well, so today I asked for a substitute to guide Her Highness."

"Yes."

Cover your body like it was just before it dried up with dressed monk clothes, and while having a thin presence like a stick, your eyes are shining brightly and unusually sharp.

"I don't need a substitute. I'm going home today.Tell Sister to take care of her. "

Being uncomfortable listening to the monk's sermon, Berta immediately tried to return her heel from the scene.

But at that moment, a sharp voice of reprimand stopped Belta.

"----Wait!!"

I was surprised and stopped my feet reflectively.

As she lives as a queen, she roughly hears no yelling.

- What? - What?

"There is no doubt that Her Highness's ancestors up to three generations ago were at least hidden heretics."

The earliest monk's voice was sharp and pale.

Even a woman who is a queen cannot be regarded as the same as a human being who was stopped by reprimand.

The strange atmosphere drowned Belta in paranoia.

(... what?)

Hidden heathen?

"Hidden heathens... they use a lot of old rhetoric again."

"Old? Words that denote heresy are neither old nor new.It's impossible to lose faith. "

Belta feels a sense of urgency that makes her breathe harder and harder as she continues to ask questions with the monks while trying to pretend to be normal.

Because it's obvious that the other person is saying something that somehow frees him from his identity.

What does that indifference mean?

"- Her Highness will not leave this chapel until she answers my question."

"... I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"Didn't you hear?In the presence of God, you have no right of veto. "

If the monks are abandoners, the monks may not hesitate to harm Berta, not just in words but also in deeds.

"--Does Her Highness dislike pork?"

"Pork?"

... it's obviously hard to get through, so let's run out the door.At least there will be an escort and a lady waiting in the next room.

But if only one of these monks were around.

The chapel door may now be closed from the outside.

"--- Would you mind putting four feet without hooves in your mouth as a contraindication, or for another reason?Either way, it can be difficult to question faith. "

If you try to run and run, if you fail.

Stimulating this monk in a one-on-one situation may not be a good idea.The man suddenly rushed to Russia in front of Belta, who thought a lot and kept silent.

"Which do you kneel and pray to many times a day?Is thy God absent?- Answer me, now, your disobedient faith. "

The man made a few steps toward Belta to melt.

Measuring distance as backwards as that, Belta turns her consciousness toward the back door.

(No, it should be really open....)

What happens outside the door if you're trapped in this situation?The guards and the ladies who are supposed to be out there, are they in custody or...

Even after all the sense of crisis, Belta was instantly swallowed by a situation in which she was being driven into an unrealistic situation.

"Answer me, for my sins.A rebellion in which the heretic himself named the King's Queen on his thick face! "

Ten more steps to the door.Slippery and backwards, Berta couldn't help but look away from the monk's dry face.My heart is beating so painfully.

The monk's eyes did not appear to reflect Berta.

His eyes glistening brightly. I can reach out to Belta.

"Come on!... woman!"

----At that time.

The chapel door was slowly opened with a loud noise, against the backdrop of a tense situation.

Severely and severely pale.