CH 74

Chapter 74 Beloved has appeared(4)

Translator: BaeBae Editor: BaeBae

Juan walked out of the cathedral while in possession of Eve’s body.

The cathedral didn’t exist at the time when Juan had been alive, so it took him some time to find his way out of the building.

Still deep into the night, he was worried about potential guards as the sun still hadn’t risen, but he had a guide with him.

“Alright. He’ll show you the way.”

The black priest followed Juan with a distorted face. His hand had already been healed, but the feeling of pain etched into his brain was something would last.

However, the most frightening part was the saintress’s face, who didn’t show any sign of emotion upon breaking his fingers.

“………It’s been a long time. A lot’s changed.”

Juan muttered to himself as he marveled at the large square and buildings next to the cathedral.

Outside of having the imperial palace, the capital didn’t hold any special place in his heart.

But having been so long since he’d last seen the place, he felt a flutter inside even though he was seeing it through someone else’s eyes.

He recalled the countless incidents that he’d gone through in this city. It was difficult to find anywhere that had stayed the same.

“Where’s the palace?”

“Pa., palace? It’s located northwest, not far from here.”

The black priest stuttered. His behaviour gave the impression that he wanted to be relieved but Juan had no intention of letting him go just yet.

Juan promptly headed for the palace.

He couldn’t sustain the connection for too long. The longer he did, it would have a greater strain on his body.

But seeing as he could freely move, he wanted to check on something.

‘What will happen if I find my old corpse.’

Even if he couldn’t transfer into his old body, if he could see it while connected to Eve, something could happen.

And even if nothing happened, he would at least get to see the state of his body.

From what he’d heard, his body hadn’t rotted, nor drained since the day he had been stabbed so if there was any clue to the questions he had, Juan felt like he find them there.

‘Possibly even have a look at the traces that were left on the day I died.’

He also needed to find a way to protect the saintress.

While he couldn’t feel his ‘grace’ from this saintress, most other priests were doused in it.

The amount of mana she had available was slim to none.

Although Juan could adequately control Eve’s body for now, there was a limit to what he could do with Eve’s weak body.

‘With luck, I might find some magic.’

There were many items and potions hidden inside the palace. But he wasn’t sure if it still remained in place. All in all, it wasn’t a bad idea for him to head over the palace.

Just like the black priest had said, the palace didn’t take long to get to.

As he neared towards the palace, several buildings and land that were familiar to him appeared in his sight.

The area around the palace wasn’t too different from the past. It was dark, silent and solemn.

Juan stopped in his track upon reaching the vast open square surrounding the palace.

The buildings around him weren’t tall, nor glamorous but they were impressive without a doubt.

Twelve towers stood around a massive pyramid dome. There were no walls around the palace. The palace was secure enough by simply existing.

Juan looked down at the rocks in the square that made up the floor with runes written into them.

For more,

Having got his act together, Juan only now noticed that his mana was fast depleting. Sweat formed on his forehead.

Come.

Lets become one.

‘Its wanting to come back together as one again, huh.’

Body and soul, the two were wanting to merge together. If Juan had mindlessly walked in, he would have been sucked inside.

Even now it felt as if he was fighting a current that was sweeping him in. If he didn’t cut his connection with Eve soon, he was unsure what would happen after being swept inside the door.

In his current condition, he wouldn’t be retrieving his lost body but rather help add on to the violent power that was circulating beyond that door.

“I asked who you were.”

At hearing this repeated question, Juan turned and saw a man in ragged attire. In his hand was a bucket and wet cloth. His clothes were in tatters.

‘A Janitor?’

Juan tried to think who this man could be but it was getting difficult to hold the connection with Eve. Even now, his mana was getting sucked into the vortex beyond the iron door.

If he stayed here any longer, he may not even have mana to sustain his current self.

“If you don’t answer, I’ll assume that you’re here with intent to harm the emperor’s resting place.”

The man asked again. Juan didn’t have time for a long talk. He realised that the saintress would be questioned if he returned without saying anything.

Although he’d made the black priest bow in submission, he didn’t know whether he could be trusted.

Before he cut the connection, with his last bit of strength he squeezed out his last words.

“Protect……this woman.”

The man’s eyes widened upon hearing the emperor’s voice come out from the saintress’s mouth. Juan’s connection had ended.