Reborn as A Holy Knight (Remake) Volume 3 Chapter 19 (Patreon)

Chapter 19 – For a Bright Future

“What… why…?!”

“Well, isn’t it more interesting to see a woman anxiously waiting for his man who knows when he will be coming home, and the figure of a man who knows when he will return to the woman waiting for him?”

“Interesting…? Huuuh?!”

Then, why did you come here in the first place!

“Sigh… this is why I told you to not easily open your heart to this wicked woman.”

Xaneela’s mumbling voice rang through my ears.

“Well, then. Sorry for the sudden curveball, and good luck~.”

Gigliola waves her hand in the air, and my vision starts to blur.

“W-what? Hey, wait, Gigliola!”

“Alf! The Gods and Goddesses don’t break promises! I’m so sorry for Gigiliola’s actions, but for now, focus on your mission ――”

When I turned my face toward her voice, Xaneela appealed to me with her desperate expression.

When I turned my attention back to Gigliola, she was still wearing that bewitching smile.

Eventually, Xaneela’s voice faded away, and my vision was covered with pure white.

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“…Haaa!?”

“Ah, Mr. Holy Knight. You are finally awake.”

When I woke up, I found myself lying on Dahlia’s lap.

It seems that I was laid in one of the benches in the temple when I was out.

“Ah, sorry.”

“Hehe… I don’t mind.”

As I hurried to get up, Dahlia smiled at me calmly.

The nightlights in the temple were already turned off, but it was brighter than before, probably because the sun was beginning to rise.

It seems that I had spent quite a lot of time over there.

“Thank you, Mister Holy Knight.”

Dahlia bowed her head deeply.

Then, after lifting her head, she turned her head lightly down with a soft smile and patted her lower belly lovingly.

I see. I was able to safely get her pregnant…

In the solemn atmosphere of the temple, where the still feeble morning sun shone faintly, Dahlia, dressed in priestess’s clothes, looked somewhat divine as she stroked her stomach with a downcast look on her face.

Come to think of it, she no longer looks like a werewolf, but more like a human.

“By the way, why did you take the form of a werewolf yesterday? Could it be that you can’t get pregnant in your current form?

I said the question that suddenly arose in my mind. Dahlia looked up and tilted her head in puzzlement.

“Come to think of it, indeed, why did I do that? Even though I can do it properly without undoing my humanization….”

Apparently, it is called “humanization” to take on a human-like appearance here.

“Oh, yes, that’s right. There was an oracle.”

“An oracle?”

“Yes. The oracle told me to show the visiting Holy Knight my true self and not pretend to be something I am not.”

…smells fishy. If she can procreate while still “humanized,” then the oracle shouldn’t have told her to undo it.

Of course, Dahlia would be more than happy to be accepted for who she is when she gets pregnant in her werewolf form, but would Xaneela even bother to say anything that is not directly related to procreation?

“The oracle, did that mean you heard voices in your head?”

“Yes, I did. I was surprised because I had never experienced anything like that before, but the voice of the Goddess certainly reached me.”

“The voice, was it somewhat childish and a little blunt?”

“No. It was more like a very polite and calm impression of a mature woman. Like she is like the mother of all living things, the one who presides over fertility and prosperity….”

I felt sorry for Dahlia, who was ecstatic as she told me this, but the owner of the voice was probably Gigliola.

That evil Goddess, she tested me, didn’t she?

“I was honestly very anxious back then, but I will never forget how the Holy Knight accepted and loved the real me. Thank you so much.”

But, oh well. It’s okay as long as Dahlia is happy.

I feel like I was dancing in the palm of Gigliola’s hand with this, but maybe that’s how apostles of the Gods and Goddesses are.

“It was only one night, but it gave me wonderful memories. I’m gonna treasure it for li――”

“Dahlia.”

“――yes?”

“Stop saying like this will be our last farewell to each other. Because I’ll come by once in a while to check on you.”

“…eh? Ahh… no way… for you to go to all that for the likes of me… ahh, I can’t stop blushing….”

Well, last night was a picturesque romantic night for her, so I can understand why she is acting this way now.

“And then, when the baby is born, let’s have sex again.”

“Eh?”

Dahlia’s eyes widened at my words, and her face grew redder and redder.

“Let’s have lots of children, Dahlia.”

“Ahh… Mr. Holy Kniight…”

I caught Dahlia as she came crouching down and hugged her. In my arms, I could feel her shoulders tremble happily.

“Let us be happy together.”

“Yes…. Yes…!!”

It is my mission to sire children.

But I can’t just make children. I have to take care of everyone who will bear my children and make them happy as well.

――fufu. That’s what I like about you.

―― See? What did I told you? Alf is that kind of boy! After all, I chose that child!

For a moment, I thought I faintly heard the voice of the goddesses.

“Well, I guess I’d better get going.”

“Okay.”

After Dahlia had calmed down, I stood up.

“Well then, until we’ll meet again.”

“Yes, I will be waiting for you. Take care.”

Dahlia saw me off, and I left the Temple of the Fertility Goddess in Kejisa and began walking with renewed determination in myself.

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