Chapter 247: Fanatic

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The temple is located in the center of the high elf town, standing majestically as if watching over everything. Yesterday, I was thinking only about Roxy and didn’t have time to look at the temple properly.

I once again stood in front of the temple and looked up.

The carvings, which emphasized the splendor of the high elves, were applied to every detail.

Among the irritating art, there was only one place that felt majestic.

That was the symbol located at the highest point from the entrance of the temple.

The beautiful petals overlapping one another were particularly eye-catching. Furthermore, the stems supporting them, the leaves stretching out to absorb the light… everything was so divine that it seemed as if it did not exist in the natural world.

The high elves were reverently surrounding the flowering plant.

It was obvious that it was something irreplaceable to the high elves.

Roy followed my gaze and called out to me.

[Have you noticed that, Fate-san?]

[What’s that flower called?]

Roy replied, paying respect to the flower sculpture.

[It’s called Romalia. It’s a flower that grows wild in our holy land. There aren’t many of them on this island, but it’s an important flower that continues to be protected. It’s our national flower.]

[It’s so beautiful in the sculpture. I’d like to see the real thing.]

[Romalia is a rare flower, so it’s strictly controlled in the temple. Only a few high elves can see it.]

[That’s a pity, Fate. But it’s rare of you to be interested in flowers.]

[How should I put it… I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere before.]

I tried to jog my memories, but… nothing came to mind. Still, it feels familiar. It’s a very strange feeling.

[Fate came from Gallia, right? If it grows there, surely you should have seen it?]

[I wonder… Most of the Gallia I know are wilderness. There are a few exceptions, but that’s not where I think I saw Romalia.]

[Then, where did you see it?]

Even when Cecilia asked me that, I still couldn’t come up with an answer.

Roy then asked me about Romalia, seeing that I was saying something strange.

[Do you know the color of the Romalia flower, Fate-san?]

[It’s pure white, isn’t it?]

[Exactly. What about the other colors?]

[If you mean the leaves and stems, then I believe it’s a deep blue.]

[You guessed it again.]

One can’t tell the color of Romalia from the sculpture. But, I guessed it right.

That means I did see it somewhere before.

Maybe it’s a flower that exists in the 10 years I’m missing.

So even though I know it, I don’t know where I saw it.

I felt like something strange was happening.

I’d lost 10 years of memories. When I tried to remember it, I was hit by a terrible headache.

See, just as I expected, my head felt like it was going to split open.

This is what happened when I tried to remember my lost past self, and this time regarding Romalia.

[Fate, are you okay? You look pale.]

[It’s just a headache, and it’s like a chronic illness. I’ll get better soon.]

[Is that so… If you say so, but if you start to feel unwell, please let me know right away.]

[Thanks for worrying about me. Next time I’ll tell Cecilia right away then.]

[Alright!]

Cecilia seemed happy that I relied on her. If I can rescue Roxy, I’d also like to help Cecilia with her problem. Whether she wants that or not is another matter.

[I’m sorry, but if only I could show Romalia to you, you might be able to remember more.]

[You don’t need to apologize, Roy. It’s the thought that count.]

As the three of us stood in front of the temple, a soldier on guard gave me a sharp look. They seemed unhappy that a human and an elf were lingering in a place sacred to the High Elves in broad daylight.

As we began to walk towards the temple, their expressions became even more unpleasant.

Still, we had received permission to enter the temple from Libra. It was the will of someone the High Elves respect as the Prophet.

The guards looked sour as they saluted as we passed by.

Even if it goes against their heart, they do their job faithfully. This way of thinking may be natural for the High Elves, as it was the same for the innkeepers.

I felt a tiny bit of respect for them. For better or worse, High Elves are a proud race.

We walked down a corridor lined with huge, pure white pillars. Colorful light filtered through the stained glass on the ceiling. The natural lighting made the inside much brighter than we’d imagined.

We passed people who appeared to be priests dressed in pure white robes as we went further inside. Along the way there was a courtyard, where gardeners were busily pruning the overgrown branches and leaves.

Glancing at them from the side, I asked Roy.

[There are more high elves here than yesterday.]

[Their workhour was finished when Fate and the others first arrived.]

The priests and gardeners only come here in the early morning.

[After noon, it gets quiet. Only the soldiers are stationed here.]

[Where are the priests going?]

[They’re returning to the churches in various places. This is the headquarters of the Saint Romalia Orthodox Church.]

[Saint Romalia?]

[She’s the savior. She saved the high elves from the evil one a long time ago and led them to this land. The flower from earlier was named after Saint Romalia because she liked it. That flower is regarded as a representation of Saint Romalia.]

Roy spoke passionately about Saint Romalia as he walked. She must be that important to them.

[Saint Romalia was a woman with a pure heart and a lot of compassion. She was seriously injured while saving a high elf, and that was the cause of her death.]

She was different from the war-loving high elf that Roy had told me about.

[So there were high elves like that.]

[No, she wasn’t like us.]

Roy stopped in his tracks as we entered the room where Roxy was.

[She’s of the same race as the Prophet.]

[As Libra?!]

Now I understand why the high elves obey Libra.

It must be because they believed Libra to be a similar being as the savior they believed in.

Roy gazed upon the sleeping Roxy, the sacred object that supported the Great Wall.

She seemed to be smiling gently as she was placed in a transparent tube like glass.

[When the Great Wall that protects us was on the verge of collapse, the Prophet appeared with her. She risked her life to save us.]

Roy, who was still looking at Roxy, seemed to be praying devoutly.

[At first, some people spoke ill of her, but gradually everyone began to say the same thing.]

[…You can’t be serious]

[She’s the reincarnation of Saint Romalia.]

Priests passed by us one after another, offering prayers to Roxy. After a while, they quietly left the room.

The priests were probably coming from churches all over the country to catch a glimpse of the reincarnation of Saint Romalia.

[Lady Roxy is our savior. The things you worry about, Fate-san, will never happen. We high elves will never allow that to happen.]

Since we met, Roy’s face had always been kind, but now it was terrifying.

The savior they had been worshipped and waited for by the high elves had finally arrived. I’m sure deep down he hates us even entering this room.

Cecilia was speechless from start to finish, at how Roy had changed.

The faces of the people who had come here, including Roy, gave the impression of fanatics.

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