Ending Maker Episode 425
Chapter 14 – First Contact
The ‘Day of Advent’ when the Angel of Beauty Maia and the Guardian Angel Dahlia descended upon the sacred nation of Eudellia was a truly meaningful day for many people.
For the people of the Holy Nation of Eudellia and the followers of the Cordelia Church, it was a blessed day in which the divinity of the goddess was proven once again, and for the continental nations such as the Kingdom of Cailun and the Argon Empire, it was a day in which the power of the Holy Nation of Eudellia was further increased – a day in which they could not simply rejoice in the descent of an angel in many ways.
But for some people, it was an important day in a different sense.
The birth of Regina Bayer.
The third daughter of the Counts of Bayer was born.
She is the daughter of the Wind Sword Saint, a member of the Ten Swordsmen, and the younger sister of the Wind Wolf, also a member of the Ten Swordsmen. She is also the Sword Saint of No Swords, the strongest swordsman in the Pleiades, and the younger sister of Uder Bayer, the head of the Cordelia Merchant Association and the Pope of the Cordelia Church.
But that wasn’t the end.
Regina was the daughter of Cordelia, the Saint of the Sun, an incarnation of the living goddess, and the daughter of the Golden Yaksha, a legend of the Royal Magic Corps. Her mother was not a human, but a wild god.
The youngest daughter of a crazy family that is not only worthy of the royal family but also surpasses it in some ways.
If it were known that she was born with the best diamond spoon in the continent, it would shake the continent in many ways.
‘The marriage market will go crazy too.’
Since there was one more ticket to the Bayer Counts, it was highly likely that not only the general noble families but also the royal family and imperial family would seek a marriage with Regina.
It’s ridiculous to talk about marriage over a newborn baby, but that’s how political marriages between nobles were originally.
Although their personalities were very different, Uther and Cordelia had promised to be married while they were still children.
‘Of course, I have no intention of forcing a political marriage or anything like that.’
From the beginning, political marriage was a method of using marriage as a means of bargaining to gain something.
The problem, however, was that the Count Bayer had no particular desire for anything – more precisely, there was no need to sacrifice his precious youngest daughter for anything.
Wealth?
It’s already overflowing.
force?
It is no exaggeration to say that they are the strongest family on the continent.
Originally, it was a family that had three of the asymmetrical tactical weapons, the Ten Swords.
To this extent, it was a formidable family that even King Seilun could not easily touch, and with its connection to the Holy Nation of Eudelia, it could be said that no one in the Pleiades could touch it.
‘I’ll just marry someone Regina likes later.’
But anyway, since they were going to get married someday, it was natural for the various families on the continent to be drooling in anticipation.
‘Anyway… … it’s a good thing.’
Although Regina was only four days old, she was already being talked about as the child of the century and all sorts of things, but to Uther, the most important thing was that she was his precious youngest sibling.
And just like Yuder, there were many who blessed Regina’s birth itself.
‘Maia and Dahlia in particular… … .’
The two people who arrived late because they were attending a signing event and Bible sharing event were constantly amazed at the sight of Regina sleeping soundly.
“You are truly like an angel!”
“You are a real angel, an angel.”
Should I just say that it’s funny when I think about the fact that the two people speaking are angels and Regina is a wild god?
But that was just then.
“Ugh… … .”
A small groan came from behind her – or rather, from above her, on a large bed that looked like it could hold a pro wrestling tag match.
“Is our princess awake?”
As Uther stood up and spoke, Cordelia, who had been buried in the bed rather than lying down, groaned again instead of answering, and then stretched out her body with a long breath.
It didn’t look like he was going back to sleep, he just seemed to be half-extended with no strength left in his body.
“Are you okay? Do you want some water?”
“Uhh… … Okay, just a moment.”
Cordelia, who had difficulty forming words, placed her hand on her chest and used recovery magic to attempt self-recovery.
“Haa… … I’m hungry.”
Thanks to the recovery magic, I had regained some energy, but apart from that, I was so hungry that my stomach hurt.
Because I haven’t eaten anything properly for the past three days.
‘No, is three days right?’
Cordelia had no idea how time passed because she had been lying in bed the whole time.
“I prepared it anyway. Come on, let’s eat.”
Before he knew it, Uder had Cordelia sitting right on the bed and began placing the dishes he had prepared in advance on the bed.
“It starts with soup. You don’t want to overeat if you eat too much all of a sudden, right? Our princess is precious.”
When Uther spoke with his usual sly smile, Cordelia gave him a look that asked if he was really precious, and instead of picking up her spoon, she opened her mouth and said, “Ah.”
It was not only because I didn’t have the energy to pick up a spoon, but also because I was already used to this type of eating pattern.
After the event, he faints and wakes up to find Yuder feeding him.
Uther, who was also used to it, fed Cordelia the soup with skillful technique.
And about thirty minutes later.
Cordelia, who had just finished eating, touched her stomach as if she was finally ready to live.
“Whew, that was delicious. By the way, what were you doing?”
Unlike Cordelia herself, Uther, who was a sheltered person, had been the epitome of cheerfulness for the past four days.
In response to Cordelia’s question, Uther pointed to the desk opposite the bed and said.
“I was sketching out the outline of a new sanctification. I was also thinking about what to add as a bonus.”
Having said that, Uder, as if he had taken a leap of faith, picked up the sketch that was on the desk and showed it to Cordelia.
A baby in the arms of an angel and angels coming down from heaven to bless the baby.
Cordelia frowned slightly at the painting’s composition, which seemed somehow familiar.
“Is this Regina’s birth scene?”
“Oh, this is a scene where angels are blessing Regina’s birth. The one holding the baby is Maia. I’m thinking of using it as the cover of the first issue of the monthly magazine that’s being published this time.”
Cordelia nodded as if it was as expected at Uther’s words, but then stopped for a moment.
“Monthly magazine?”
“Oh, a monthly magazine. I think it would be problematic to distribute a new magazine every time a new Bible content is added. I’m thinking of releasing it in magazine form every month, and then compiling it into a book when the volume is full. Oh, and I’m also thinking of releasing a collection of paintings by Maia and Dahlia this time.”
Holy fire house?
No, isn’t that just a celebrity pictorial?
Plus, you had a signing event this time.
Come to think of it, are we really a religious group?
Aren’t you a celebrity management company?
Like Angel E&M.
With such doubts in mind, Cordelia opened up the sample of Maia’s sacred art collection that Uther had already brought over.
These were not drawings, but photographs taken by Edward with a ‘camera’ developed at Uther’s suggestion, and Maia’s beauty was once again astonishing.
‘It’s really pretty, really pretty.’
Wouldn’t this be almost like 0.99 Cordelia?
Cordelia, who remembered that the result was almost equal despite having the Cordelia Filter fully activated, asked while flipping through the Holy Flower Book.
“No swimsuit pictures?”
“Excuse me, this is the Holy Fire House?”
“Wouldn’t it be nice if it existed though?”
“… … I’ll think about it.”
Cordelia chuckled as Uther answered with a frown.
If it had been another angel, she would have said let’s do it right away – no, Yuder would have prepared a swimsuit pictorial book as a special edition or a luxurious privilege from the beginning, but the main character would have reacted like that.
‘She’s a siscon, she’s a siscon.’
Cordelia, who chuckled again, suddenly looked back at the sketch that Yuder had finished drawing and spoke in a passing tone.
“I miss you, miss.”
Regina Bayer.
Yuder’s newborn younger brother.
It was really cute how he moved his fingers little by little.
Cordelia closed her eyes and tried to picture Regina’s face again.
It was a cuteness that made me smile just thinking about it.
But that was just then.
“But Cordelia.”
“huh?”
“Then who is the prettiest among Ember, Aiden, and Regina?”
“uh?”
Who is the prettiest among the three?
Cordelia, who had been reflectively pondering for a moment, soon spoke with sharp eyes.
“I don’t want to answer. Why are you asking that in the first place?”
It’s not like I like my dad or my mom.
When Cordelia scolded him, Uther smiled his characteristically sly smile and then hugged Cordelia’s waist and said.
“Just. Still… … one thing is certain.”
“what?”
“Our baby will be the prettiest.”
As he said that, Uther laid Cordelia down on the bed, and Cordelia, who had been lying down again for a while, opened her mouth to say something with a red face, but that was it.
Because Yuder’s tongue and lips had already met.
and-
[Wait, wait. Again?]
[The next generation is truly a beast.]
Velencia, who clicked her tongue, took out the deck of cards again, and Melissa, whose face was red, sighed, closed the window of Velencia’s space, and drew the curtains.
* * *
It wasn’t just Uther and Cordelia who were inspired by Regina’s birth.
Another angel residing in the Holy Land of Eudellia – Archangel Lena – spoke with a slightly dazed expression, her hand on her stomach.
‘baby…….’
Pretty baby.
Lena had been dreaming of a ‘happy family’ for a long time, so she had been thinking about having a baby for a long time.
But Angel’s pregnancy was not as easy as expected.
Gale and Adelia, who had a child less than a year after getting married, were a truly rare case, not only in the Pleiades but also in the history of the celestial world.
‘Still, I have to cheer up.’
Anyway, you have to get up to bat a lot to hit home runs and hits, right?
Rena, who clenched her fists once again, looked back at Landius with eyes filled with burning desire, and Landius looked back at Rena with a peaceful expression as if asking what was going on.
And the other three.
Kamael, Belkian, and Fran.
The five heroes of Paragon were now gathered in one room, spending their time alone.
In fact, if they were just resting, they could have rested in their own rooms, but the five heroes had always been strangely close together when they were together.
“But you know.”
As always, it was Fran who spoke up in the silence.
As soon as Kamael’s gaze turned to her, who was sitting alone in the corner, fiddling with something, Fran sat down on the sofa and crossed her arms.
“I suddenly became curious about something.”
“What are you talking about?”
Fran smiled as if it was a good question to Belkian who was reading a book, then looked around at everyone and asked.
“I suddenly became curious about how you all met.”
This is because the four of them, excluding Fran who lived in the Druid Forest, already knew each other before the ‘Battle of the Paragon’.
At Fran’s question, which was a mixture of anticipation and curiosity, Kamael and Lena each made thoughtful faces, and Belkian narrowed his brows.
And Landius, the center of everyone, laughed heartily and said.
“Of course we met in the Knights Templar.”
The Royal Knights of the Paragon Kingdom.
Landius himself and Kamael were members of the Knights, and Velkian was the Knights’ mentor.
Lenado also showed her face to the Knights as an assistant wizard.
But Landius, who had been laughing heartily, soon had no choice but to stop laughing.
That was understandable, because everyone’s gazes at him were truly subtle.
“Uh… … isn’t it?”
Didn’t you all see this in the Knights Templar?
When Landius asked in an uncertain tone, Rena sighed as if she had expected that, and Belkian smiled bitterly.
Fran giggled, as if that was the expected reaction.
“Well, since we’re on the subject, how about we each tell each other how we met?”
The first to respond to Fran’s suggestion was Landius.
Looking at everyone’s gaze, it seemed that there really were first encounters that Landius himself couldn’t remember.
“Well, then I’ll start from here.”
At the low, beautiful voice, Fran nodded with an exclamation of “Oh,” and everyone’s eyes were also focused on the owner of the voice.
The Sword Demon Kamael.
He, the last descendant of the Paragon royal family, folded the notebook he was writing in and began to tell his story.
