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nCedric comforted her.

n“Lysia is fine. Do not worry. I said this because I thought you should know. I didn’t mean for you to worry.”

nCedric said, gently caressing Artizea’s cheek.

n“I will write her a letter. You and the baby are healthy. She will be delighted.”

n“Yes…….”

n“If Lysia had blessed you without your knowledge, it would have been because she wanted you to be healthy. Do you understand?”

nArtizea laboriously nodded her head.

nAnd as she walked through her thoughts about Lysia, this time real concerns came to mind.

n“Please find and let me know where Brother Colton is.”

n“I have already contacted him. Because he knew you, and got you help last time.”

nFor Cedric and Artizea themselves, it was clear that the blessing of healing had only moved to save Artizea, who was in critical condition.

nBut what about others?

nIt was not yet the time when Lysia received the oracle and appeared as the Saintess. The miracle that appeared after 200 years, even though it happened at the altar of the Harvest Festival, could not be overlooked at the temple.

nEven the gentle and neutral Archbishop had twinkling in his eyes.

nCedric had no intention of letting Artizea and the baby be exploited in any way.

n“Don’t worry. Akim’s problem has just ended. Even the temple won’t come out to the extreme.”

nThey were going to try to use it for propaganda, but he left that out on purpose.

nFortunately, Grand Duke Roygar is in the South. The Emperor would certainly take this as a political matter, but he did not say that either.

nAnyway, from the moment the heir was born, he was at risk. The Emperor already knew very well that children were very effective as hostages.

nBut there is nothing urgent to think about.

n“I will protect you and my daughter. So, think about getting a good rest and recovering your body.”

n“Yes…….”

nCedric lightly kissed Artizea’s dry lips.

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nThe great temple recorded the story of the divine blessing descending on the altar of the harvest festival as an official document, and sent messages to the temples and monasteries to inform them.

nWord of mouth was faster than that. More than a thousand people witnessed it firsthand. In less than a day, it had spread throughout the capital.

nAnd in about a month, it would have spread all over the central region.

nAside from major ceremonies such as the New Year’s Festival and the Harvest Festival, other worship services were not normally held at the great temple.

nBut this year was different. From that evening onwards, small-scale ceremonies and services were held continuously.

nOther temples also held worship services in gratitude for the grace, and chant continued throughout the day and night in the monastery.

nDevotees prayed in the temple all night long.

nEven those who were not active believers, even those who were not particularly ardent, light candles with reverence.

nDonations lined up. Offerings skyrocketed, and treasures were offered. In the hope that the blessings of the Harvest Festival would fall on their land, they also dedicated a portion of the annual produce.

nAt the same time, praise for Grand Duchy Evron continued.

n“Is the child born with grace the next Grand Duke Evron?”

n“The Grand Duke did not lose his upright and straight character even after he lost his parents when he was young, so God is also blessing him.”

n“It is said that not only in the North, but in the West as well, Grand Duke Evron is served as a pillar.”

n“He is a hero who has protected humans from both Karam and monsters, so there is no one more faithful to God’s will than that.”

n“So is the Grand Duchess. She donated the huge farmland she had in the West to the temple and used it to help the poor.”

n“It is because of her that the western part of the country has had a good harvest this year.”

nAs these stories were told and retold, excitement and anticipation spread together.

nAnd the expectation at the end was this.

n“How great will a baby born with such grace be?”

nThere were people who couldn’t talk about it like other people.

nGayan said worriedly to Amalie.

n“It’s too early. Will His Majesty not be vigilant? Do you not know how much Evron will respond?”

n“It’s only been two days now, isn’t it?”

n“Is the temple burning with this?”

n“Because they can’t bury what actually happened.”

nAmalie sighed.

n“Besides, isn’t Her Grace still ill?”

n“My wife gave birth and she was already well on the second day, even though it’s her first childbirth. Her Grace was still kept in her sickbed.”

n“Don’t say it so easily. Will your wife say she can attend the meeting on the second day?”

nAt Amalie’s words, Gayan bit his lips. Amalie spoke again.

n“Isn’t Her Grace weak by nature? Besides, they said she had an open surgery.”

nIt was by no means common to have a baby removed by surgery. It was only done when it was decided that the mother was in danger of dying if they did not do so.

nIt came to such a situation. Even if the wounds in the incisions were well closed and healing, they would have suffered serious damage to the body.

nGayan said, surprised.

n“That I didn’t know. Is Her Grace safe?”

n“It’s fortunate that the recovery is going smoothly.”

nAmalie answered.

nShe received no further information. Now, the Grand Duke’s residence was guarded without a leak.

nPeople were also banned from entering. Merchants who supplied food were also prohibited from entering, so the servants went to the store in the morning.

nThere was not one or two people snooping around saying they wanted to see the Blessed Grand Duchess and the princess.

nIt was only a little noisy, but it’s not a big deal.

nBut there was no guarantee that there would not be a fanatical believer.

nIt was a bigger problem when someone pretending to be a fanatic and trying to work a trick appeared.

n“Because it became a burden for Grand Duke Roygar.”

nIt wasn’t strange that he had made the decision to get rid of her in one day.

nThe right to succession to the throne is not governed by public opinion.

nBut the grace of God goes beyond customs and laws. What more legitimacy than God’s choice?

nEven more so if they were blessed as a fruit at birth.

nAmalie said with a serious face.

n“To be honest, I am not concerned about Grand Duke Roygar. Grand Duke Roygar is in the South, and even if someone from that faction decides to act, it will be difficult to break through the defense of the mansion now and harm the princess.”

n“Well, that’s right.”

nBut the two didn’t talk about issues that really bothered them.

nIt was because they did not dare to speak of doubts about the Emperor.

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nMarquis Luden thought the rumors were nonsense.

n“I know you want to think of it as a scam or a play. If I hadn’t seen it myself, I wouldn’t have believed it.”

nBut he couldn’t help but believe what Marchioness Camellia said to him. There was no way she could have been swept away by petty delusions or by collective hallucinations.

nBut if it’s God’s grace, it just sounded crazy.

nThe last saint appeared 200 years ago. People’s memories were overlaid with the colors of legend. Enough time had passed for what was said to be evidence to lose credibility.

nIt was an era of atheism. There were not a few people who thought that sincere religious faith was something that only the elderly had.

nSo did Marquis Luden. He was not an active atheist. He also didn’t think that he was worthy of faith.

nNow, at the Harvest Festival, a divinity has appeared? He couldn’t understand it, and that shouldn’t be the case.

n‘It’s troublesome.’

nBut it has already happened. Marquis Luden had no intention of questioning the authenticity.

nIt will just put the temple at the center of the debate and inflate the rumors even more.

nThe inflated rumors will strengthen the temple and cause the devotees to attack Marquis Luden.

nRather than doing such meaningless work, it was more productive to just reduce the aftermath and think about the future.

n“His Majesty the Emperor Gregor Avanasi Nestor, who became the sun of the earth with the pillar of Krates, the scepter and orb from the gods, enters.”

nEven knowing that Marquis Luden was alone, the reception room attendant spoke loudly.

nMarquis Luden struggled to straighten the small wrinkles between his brow and stood up from his seat.

nIt goes without saying that the official title is to be shouted at official events or for the suppression of the audience at such a simple interview.

nThe Emperor strode into the reception room. Marquis Luden knelt down and bowed politely.

n“Luden’s Pavel is here for an audience with the Imperial Sun.”

n“Get up. Aren’t Sir and my knees in danger?”

nSaid the Emperor with a smirk.

nIt didn’t sound very pleasant, but Marquis Luden stood up immediately. In fact, his knees hurt.

nThe Emperor offered a seat. Marquis Luden sat down cautiously and asked politely.

n“What did you call me for?”

nIt’s been a really long time since he’s been alone with the Emperor.

nThe Emperor picked up the teacup and took a sip. Although there was little change in his expression on the surface, Marquis Luden could see that he was preoccupied with complex thoughts.

nFinally, said the Emperor.

n“About what happened at the Harvest Festival.”

n“Yes.”

n“Don’t do anything.”

nMarquis Luden had to try hard not to frown.

n“What was I going to do? It is the temple side that is doing something.”

n“I witnessed the manifestation of a miracle in front of me that day.”

n“No way that Grand Duke Evron’s daughter was truly chosen by God. You don’t mean to say that, are you?”

n“You are exaggerating, Marquis. There is nothing to be wary of already.”

n“Your Majesty.”

n“It means don’t deny what happened in front of my eyes. While I was watching from the altar during the Harvest Festival, God’s favor was bestowed upon the newly born imperial family’s member. A grace that has never been bestowed in two hundred years.”

nMarquis Luden could not directly counter that statement.

nAfter 200 years, blessing was bestowed on the rites the Emperor held. If he denied it, he could be denying the reign of the Emperor.

nOf course neither the Emperor nor Marquis Luden knew whether or not God had blessed the Emperor’s reign.

nBut he couldn’t say that outright.

nMarquis Luden reluctantly bowed his head.

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n“You have a bad complexion, Marquis.”

nMarquis Luden’s secretary, who was waiting at the entrance of the Imperial Palace, asked with a cautious face.

n“Damn it.”

nMarquis Luden spit out swear words and walked out quickly.

nThere was another meaning when the Emperor said “the imperial family’s member” who had been blessed with grace. Marquis Luden sniffed a conspiracy.

nBut there was nothing to be done there.

n“What about him?”

n“He’s here.”

nSaying so, the secretary opened the carriage door.

nThe carriage waiting was different from the one he was riding on when he came. To the floor higher than the normal carriage, Marquis Luden stepped on the small footstool and climbed into it with all his might.

nThe secretary got on and closed the door.

nThen he turned over the carpet on the floor of the carriage and put his finger into the hole in the board and pulled it as hard as possible.

n“Upph! Heupp!”

nIan Camellia tied tightly in an empty space created under the floor of the carriage.

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