Rebirth: Childhood friend of the heroine

The whole town of Ownhorg was on high alert; not even a single civilian could be seen at this hour.

Alex was standing near the camp, looking around. The cold night felt lonely without any noise around, suddenly making him miss the usual noise of monsters around.

'Such an important figure and they are trusting a teenager for her security?' Alex's brow twitched as he realized the consequences of something happening to the Holiness and Alex coming out alive from that incident.

He would be instantly branded as a traitor, and his chances of participating in the Ascension Contest would be significantly lower.

After all, these people would die and let their people fade away rather than lowering their egos.

'Haah gotta be careful with the lady.'

Talking about the lady, Alex has heard that the Saintess is quite a beauty with an unblemished face and enchanting eyes.

Once, a Duke-ranked Vampire arrived before the Cathedral to make the Saintess his bride, offering his territory, army, wealth, and soldiers as a dowry.

However, forgot about hearing his proposal; the Saintess didn't even let him see her face.

It is believed that very few people have seen her face after she was granted the position in the church.

"I wonder if I could ever get to meet the messenger of God…" Alex joked as he finished his beer and rested the jug back on the table.

He took his sword and attached it to his hip. Then he went ahead and wrapped a black fabric around his head, and mouth, leaving his eyes as the only visible feature on his face.

He draped a long coat over his shoulders that was in black shade, providing him the perfect blending shade.

He had packed several swords and potions stored inside a locket which he was hanging down his neck.

He has already checked himself once, so he knows that unless someone knows him at Celestria level, they won't be able to identify him even from close.

"Ready, soldier?" Liam appeared from behind, urging Alex to turn around and face the brown-haired man.

"Here, this will allow you to track the carriage in which Your Holiness would travel." The man handed pearl shaped artifact of the size of a baby's fist,

"The closer you get to them the brighter it will glow. Don't lose it, it's expensive."

Alex nodded before the older one added,

"I assume you carry a secondary weapon?" Alex nodded and showed him the holster wrapped around his ankle, in which a small knife rested.

Liam nodded, "Remember soldier, your duty is to keep an eye on the carriage and the battalion as well. I trust my soldiers but until there are people they love more than their duty, they can be used against us."

Alex narrowed his eyes. He understood what the other one meant by those words.

Silently, he waited, and the older one said, "If you feel necessary, you are allowed to kill, soldier. The King trusts your judgment, and so do I. It's my obligation, to be honest."

One could tell that Liam didn't trust Alex just because of the rumors of him being a slayer of a hundred Minotaur and a hybrid wolf. The brown-haired was just forced to let Alex have his way while he would be protecting the Saintess.

Alex heaved a sigh before assuring the man,

"Needless killing is still not something that suits a human. And I definitely am a human."

Liam breathed a sigh and gave him a firm nod, "Best of luck, Alex."

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The carriage of the Holiness entered the town around midnight and crossed the streets of Ownhorg at a gradual pace.

Every building, every store was being guarded from within and outside, so no blind spots remained.

It was said that the Saintess would be resting here for a few hours, before continuing her journey to the Capital.

They couldn't have afforded to let her stay at one place for more than three hours—given they can't cover the area more than a certain limit—so the Saintess couldn't rest completely until she didn't reach her destination.

Alex was standing on the building across the hotel where the Saintess would stay.

He was given the liberty to station himself wherever he found it suitable, given once the Saintess entered this town, she was under his protection.

Alex watched the beautifully decorated carriage making its way through the streets and advancing towards him.

The carriage wheels halted, the horses coming to a slow pause as the Commander of the battalion, Liam stepped toward the carriage.

Since the building wasn't too tall, Alex couldn't see anything on the other side of the carriage.

However, he didn't have any choice since all the buildings in the vicinity were short, and any other spot would have given away his location.

'Well, Liam is there…' Deciding to trust the Chief, Alex began to look around for any possible long-range assailant taking aim.

Between his fingers twirled a coin, ready to dispatch any suspicion being with a dart that they won't be able to dodge.

Alex's head continued to move around….until he felt a pair of eyes looking at him.

He paused…turning completely still for a moment before he redirected his eyes down at the carriage, feeling the gaze being directed from that direction

"---!!" Alex's eyes widened as he saw the Holy Maiden standing there looking exactly at him.

He was struck at his pletely frozen.

Although her eyes were covered there was no doubt that her eyes were directed at him.

Alex wasn't able to respond until a strange man with long grey hair appeared beside the Saintess.

Alex instantly backed away, hiding himself from the two.

'What…the actual fuck…' He knew he was visible but not enough for someone to easily spot him like that.

Even Liam failed to see him…but the Saintess…

'Is this some divine ability of hers?' Alex questioned himself as he peeked back at the spot, and thankfully, there was no one standing there anymore.

*Pat*

*SHLINK*

"Easy there!" Devon instantly raised his hand, regretting startling the guy who took out his sword at the drop of a hat.

Alex heaved a sigh, "You will get yourself killed one of these days while playing your sneaky game."

Devon heaved a sigh, his hands resting over his waist, "Is this a way to talk to your senior?"

Alex scoffed, "As of now, I have the authority to raise my blade against anyone, junior or senior."

Devon smirked, "And who do you think gave you such privilege?"

Alex raised his brows from behind the veil, "You? I thought it was the King?"

"Well, he gave the permission, but it was me who chose you for this task. No need to thank me."

Alex stared at the man blankly, "You know, right? A single mistake here, and I will have to say goodbye to everything and everyone I hold dear."

"But…will you?" Devon asked with his left brow cocked.

Alex turned around and began gazing at the hotel where the Saintess was resting.

He wasn't allowed to plant any artifacts inside the room, so he couldn't hear their voices.

Currently, inside the room, only the Saintess was sitting, while outside the room, Liam and the same man who came with the Saintess were talking.

"Who is he?" Alex asked the older one beside him.

Devon gazed at the man, his eyes narrowing a bit before he said, "Christopher Ferywien; a supreme Saint in the Cathedral and someone who has acquired a seat in the Seven Dominion."

Alex was surprised, "Seven Dominion? Isn't that the biggest council of the human race? I reckon they are the most important seven people in the human realm?"

Alex was aware since, during the ascension contest, these seven people would be the ones who would elect the representative from the human side.

Devon nodded, "Yeah, the council that makes decisions for the human race as a whole."

After taking a brief pause, Devon added, "I have a feeling that this summit holds greater importance than any of them in the past ten years."

Those words caused Alex to narrow his eyes.

Important matter…and the Saintess. He has a feeling that the transmigrator would be present during the meeting as well.

Things were going in a definite way it seems, and even before the heavenly decree. Although Alex knows that this is a good thing since if they prepare now, there is a greater chance of this world surviving during the contest.

However, if someone else has the knowledge about the contest and if they choose the ten contestants beforehand, then it would be troublesome.

Looking at Saintess who silently stood near the window, Alex couldn't help but mutter under his breath,

'Through you, I hope I can find that bastard who is hell-bent on ruining my plans…'

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