I Was Deemed a Worthless Saint Without a Level-Up Blessing and Was Sent Off to Marry a Neighboring Country, but It Turns Out My Blessing Was Actually Level Cap Removal - Episode 4

“For now, I want to talk about the future.”

Ferulina, who was told this by Alvent, who had rolled up the marriage certificate again and entrusted it to Robes, was taken to the guest room assigned to Alvent within the royal castle.

As they entered the lavishly decorated room suitable for honored guests, feeling a bit intimidated, it was at that moment that Robes, who was at the back, closed the door.

“I’m sorry!”

Suddenly, as Alvent bent down with his body folded in half, Ferulina was taken aback.

Due to the force of bending his tall body, I even felt like I could hear the whoosh of the wind.

“W-w-w-wait, Your Highness!? W-what happened to you!? Please, lift your face!”

Letting out a silly voice, they flail their hands up and down for no reason.

Just a moment ago, we became a couple, but is it okay to touch the Second Prince’s body carelessly? No, with Ferulina’s power, it doesn’t seem possible to even lift Alvent’s body.

Whether Ferulina’s wish had reached him, Alvent slowly raised his face and, with an awkward expression, scratched the scar on his left cheek with his fingertips.

“I was being urged by His Highness Cleves, saying, ‘Even if it’s just a temporary marriage with the saint, the Klein Kingdom needs to make preparations,’ but I never expected you to be out on a mission… If I had known, I would have at least postponed it until tomorrow… I’m sorry for summoning you so suddenly after your return from the mission!”

If I left him alone, Alvent would probably bow his head again, so I shake my head and hands vigorously.

“No, no, no! I am the one who should be apologizing! I can’t believe I showed you up in such a filthy state after coming back from the hunt…! If I had known you were coming, I would have at least changed my clothes…!”

“――Eh”

The moment it was revealed, the black eyes widened.

“Could it be… that you weren’t informed about our marriage…?”

A voice tinged with astonishment. Not understanding why Alvent was so surprised, Ferulina shrank back and bowed her head.

“I’m so, so sorry…! I was so shocked by what happened that I acted rudely earlier…!?”

Crash!

Suddenly, a massive figure collapses in front of me, and I gasp in shock.

Alvent, who had collapsed to his knees and fallen onto all fours, was trembling with his hands on the floor.

“Such a thing…! Prince Cleves, you actually got Miss Ferulina’s consent…! No, I thought it was too good to be true that a saint would agree to marry someone like me, the ‘Cursed Gray Bear of Gobules’…!”

A bony, large hand that looks like it’s wearing gloves grips the long-haired carpet tightly. Even though the carpet is clearly a high-quality item at first glance, what if the hair comes off?

“So, Your Highness!? Uh, um…!?”

“When I saw your pale, bloodless face trembling, I thought, ‘Huh?’ and honestly, I was a bit hurt! But to think you hadn’t even been told about the marriage…!”

“Your Highness, please calm down a bit. Lady Ferulina is frightened. In noble and royal marriages, there are times when one marries someone they have never even seen before, right?”

Thud. Instead of the flustered Ferulina, it was Robes who lightly tapped Alvent’s back with the rolled parchment. His usually composed expression was now mixed with a hint of exasperation.

“How can you stay calm?! Even if you don’t know their face, not even knowing their name is completely a sneak attack, isn’t it?!”

Alvent stood up abruptly and fiercely, turning to Robes and roaring.

“We’ve already signed the marriage certificate, though.”

As Robes waved the rolled-up marriage certificate tied with a ribbon back and forth, Alvent groaned as if stabbed by a sword, “Ugh…!”

“Th-that’s…! But…!”

Alvent, who let out a strained voice as if squeezing it out, turned around with such force that it felt like a gust of wind when I hesitantly called out, “Um, Your Highness…”

The momentum is so intense that I feel like a scream is about to escape reflexively.

“Um, please, don’t worry about it… If His Highness the Crown Prince and my father have decided, then my own will doesn’t matter at that point. So, it is certainly not your fault.”

As expected, this person is a good person.

A warm, heart-throbbing joy spreads through Ferulina’s heart.

Even though he is a prince of a nation, not only did he apologize to Ferulina, but he also got angry that Ferulina hadn’t been informed about her marriage partner.

Just that alone fills me with such joy that I no longer care about the prince’s or my father’s treatment.

There has never been anyone who has respected me, a saint without protection, this much.

So, I tried my best to lighten Alvent’s mood, smiling as I earnestly conveyed my words.

The moment he announced it, Alvent’s stern face tightened, and he clenched his teeth with a grinding sound. Unconsciously, my shoulders trembled, wondering if he had made some mistake.