[Legend of Sun Knight] fic: My Friend, the Pope (in-training) - Part 2: Lesus
Title: My Friend, the Pope (in-training) - Part 2: Lesus
Fandom: The Legend of Sun Knight
Words: 1,156
Summary: Grisia wasn't chosen as the Sun Knight. This is the legend of the strongest Pope in all history. AU.
Notes: (Yeaaaah, I'm still sick...)
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Part 2: Lesus
Although my teacher said I would eventually grow accustomed to interrogations, I wasn't able to envision such a future when I first started out. Interrogations nearly always came with a visit to the bathroom, and there I would bend over, throat burning as I heaved.
It was after my first interrogation as the Judgment Knight-in-training that Sun Knight Neo brought over his successor, Roland, and it was through Roland that I later met him. I did not understand why Sun Knight had brought Roland to the Judge's Complex. Were they here to witness my failure or to condemn me for being cruel? I had seen Roland in passing before, but I had never truly spoken with him. I did not know what he was actually like.
With my teacher standing behind me and Roland's teacher standing behind him, we regarded each other awkwardly. Even after Roland's teacher gave him a nudge, he did not start speaking. I did not know what to say either. I tried not to shuffle my feet. My stomach was queasy, and I was in no state of mind to put on a facade.
I truly had much to learn. Even if I weren't so hampered, I would still be unable to completely adopt the demeanor of the Judgment Knight. Teacher had been in the same room as me during the interrogation, yet he appeared completely fine, expression unchanging. I, on the other hand, felt so upset that I might throw up. I tried to tell my stomach to calm down. It would not do for me to vomit on the future Sun Knight. Wouldn't that be the best impression to make?
Teacher placed a comforting hand on my shoulder, breaking me out of my depressing thoughts. I followed that hand up with my eyes. Teacher looked back at me, and although he didn't smile, I thought he might be trying to reassure me. The slight furrow between his brows was most likely concern for me.
How long would it take me before I could appear as unruffled and imposing as my teacher? I thought myself ready back when I naively drew my dagger against Teacher in want of revenge, but remembering my past folly only made me feel embarrassed now. I had been so naive then, thinking that justice could be so easily dealt by the mere act of drawing a blade. If justice could be dealt in such a way by a single person, that person could only be playing at being god, and there would be no need for the law.
Despite Teacher's attempt at reassuring me, it was not enough to keep my tears at bay with the Sun Knights standing before me, seemingly accusing me of cruelty. My eyes grew moist. I could not stop myself from remembering what I had done in the interrogation room and from recalling my naive self who had wanted to deal justice by pulling out a single dagger.
I quickly lowered my head in hopes that Teacher would not see the expression that had taken over my face.
Dealing justice was so much harder than what my naive self had thought. Shame burned through me for ever thinking differently, for belittling what Teacher had to do everyday.
I blinked my eyes hard, willing my eyes to stay dry, willing myself not to appear weak in front of not only Teacher, but also my future leader and the Sun Knight, but it was for naught. The future Sun Knight, Roland, had already seen my moment of weakness. He looked at me with a frown and finally spoke. "What has upset you?"
Even as Roland asked, his teacher, Sun Knight Neo, shook his head of dazzlingly blond hair and said, "Roland, must Teacher remind you once more to keep the God of Light in your heart at all times?"
The smile on Sun Knight's face was not a reassuring one. In fact, I felt the urge to hide behind my teacher. If not for my teacher's hand, which was still holding me in place, I would have done it.
In fact, Teacher, instead of holding me to reassure me, was probably trying to keep me from running away and hiding in the bathroom.
Roland frowned some more. "Teacher, surely the God of Light has nothing to do with what has upset Lesus."
Sun Knight flicked his eyes up, as if in prayer, and said, "The God of Light has to do with everything, be it having enough to eat or even going about your business in the bathroom!" Then, he poked Roland right in the middle of his forehead where his frown had made the area between his eyebrows wrinkle. "Keep frowning, Roland, and you will have wrinkles even before you hit twenty. Can't you smile? What happened to the smile I saw the other day? Teacher knows you are hiding a smile somewhere."
Roland touched his forehead. He hesitated and said, "I was only remembering something Grisia said then."
"Grisia, again? That child..." Sun Knight shook his head, grumbling under his breath, "That old geezer's student better not corrupt mine..." In a louder voice, he said, "Well, what are you waiting for? If you must, think of something Grisia said. I expect to see a smile on your face!"
At the time, I did not know who this Grisia was, only that he was likely to be a good friend of Roland's. I did not know he would become mine too. Roland obeyed his teacher's orders and started thinking hard. Not a moment later, a snort escaped from him. He quickly clamped his hand over his mouth.
I watched the scene before me with wide eyes, my queasiness forgotten. Sun Knight shook his head and flicked his eyes up again. I had been mistaken earlier. I thought he had been looking skyward for the God of Light's guidance but...
Was he actually rolling his eyes in exasperation?
My teacher squeezed my shoulder, and he leaned down to whisper to me.
"See, Lesus? You are not the only one who is still practicing how to appear in public. You are not alone."
Then, he let go of me and gave me a gentle nudge toward Roland.
"Practice together," he said.
However, when Roland turned toward me with a small smile on his face, one that was entirely out of place, and said, "Lesus, you did a good job with that criminal. He definitely deserved a severe punishment. Although you flogged the skin right off of him, it is not your fault," several things happened all at once.
First, Sun Knight smacked his own face. Very ungracefully.
Second, images of the flogging I dealt the criminal surfaced again, and I could no longer keep my queasiness down.
Third, Roland was now looking at me with alarm. My face must have turned green.
I covered my mouth and pushed past Roland, running madly towards the bathroom in the Judge's Complex.
Behind me, both Roland's teacher and mine sighed.
"Chasel," the Sun Knight lamented, "We really should have switched students. Roland would have made a fine Judgment Knight!"
It was with more and more growing unease that I ran off, praying that my teacher wouldn't take the Sun Knight seriously. I didn't want to be switched!
to be continued
The part about Lesus pulling his dagger on Chasel is from the side story "Making a Mistake." Roland says that he wants to become the Sun Knight to punish evil-doers in the side story "For You All."
Next part
Fandom: The Legend of Sun Knight
Words: 1,156
Summary: Grisia wasn't chosen as the Sun Knight. This is the legend of the strongest Pope in all history. AU.
Notes: (Yeaaaah, I'm still sick...)
Previous part
Part 2: Lesus
Although my teacher said I would eventually grow accustomed to interrogations, I wasn't able to envision such a future when I first started out. Interrogations nearly always came with a visit to the bathroom, and there I would bend over, throat burning as I heaved.
It was after my first interrogation as the Judgment Knight-in-training that Sun Knight Neo brought over his successor, Roland, and it was through Roland that I later met him. I did not understand why Sun Knight had brought Roland to the Judge's Complex. Were they here to witness my failure or to condemn me for being cruel? I had seen Roland in passing before, but I had never truly spoken with him. I did not know what he was actually like.
With my teacher standing behind me and Roland's teacher standing behind him, we regarded each other awkwardly. Even after Roland's teacher gave him a nudge, he did not start speaking. I did not know what to say either. I tried not to shuffle my feet. My stomach was queasy, and I was in no state of mind to put on a facade.
I truly had much to learn. Even if I weren't so hampered, I would still be unable to completely adopt the demeanor of the Judgment Knight. Teacher had been in the same room as me during the interrogation, yet he appeared completely fine, expression unchanging. I, on the other hand, felt so upset that I might throw up. I tried to tell my stomach to calm down. It would not do for me to vomit on the future Sun Knight. Wouldn't that be the best impression to make?
Teacher placed a comforting hand on my shoulder, breaking me out of my depressing thoughts. I followed that hand up with my eyes. Teacher looked back at me, and although he didn't smile, I thought he might be trying to reassure me. The slight furrow between his brows was most likely concern for me.
How long would it take me before I could appear as unruffled and imposing as my teacher? I thought myself ready back when I naively drew my dagger against Teacher in want of revenge, but remembering my past folly only made me feel embarrassed now. I had been so naive then, thinking that justice could be so easily dealt by the mere act of drawing a blade. If justice could be dealt in such a way by a single person, that person could only be playing at being god, and there would be no need for the law.
Despite Teacher's attempt at reassuring me, it was not enough to keep my tears at bay with the Sun Knights standing before me, seemingly accusing me of cruelty. My eyes grew moist. I could not stop myself from remembering what I had done in the interrogation room and from recalling my naive self who had wanted to deal justice by pulling out a single dagger.
I quickly lowered my head in hopes that Teacher would not see the expression that had taken over my face.
Dealing justice was so much harder than what my naive self had thought. Shame burned through me for ever thinking differently, for belittling what Teacher had to do everyday.
I blinked my eyes hard, willing my eyes to stay dry, willing myself not to appear weak in front of not only Teacher, but also my future leader and the Sun Knight, but it was for naught. The future Sun Knight, Roland, had already seen my moment of weakness. He looked at me with a frown and finally spoke. "What has upset you?"
Even as Roland asked, his teacher, Sun Knight Neo, shook his head of dazzlingly blond hair and said, "Roland, must Teacher remind you once more to keep the God of Light in your heart at all times?"
The smile on Sun Knight's face was not a reassuring one. In fact, I felt the urge to hide behind my teacher. If not for my teacher's hand, which was still holding me in place, I would have done it.
In fact, Teacher, instead of holding me to reassure me, was probably trying to keep me from running away and hiding in the bathroom.
Roland frowned some more. "Teacher, surely the God of Light has nothing to do with what has upset Lesus."
Sun Knight flicked his eyes up, as if in prayer, and said, "The God of Light has to do with everything, be it having enough to eat or even going about your business in the bathroom!" Then, he poked Roland right in the middle of his forehead where his frown had made the area between his eyebrows wrinkle. "Keep frowning, Roland, and you will have wrinkles even before you hit twenty. Can't you smile? What happened to the smile I saw the other day? Teacher knows you are hiding a smile somewhere."
Roland touched his forehead. He hesitated and said, "I was only remembering something Grisia said then."
"Grisia, again? That child..." Sun Knight shook his head, grumbling under his breath, "That old geezer's student better not corrupt mine..." In a louder voice, he said, "Well, what are you waiting for? If you must, think of something Grisia said. I expect to see a smile on your face!"
At the time, I did not know who this Grisia was, only that he was likely to be a good friend of Roland's. I did not know he would become mine too. Roland obeyed his teacher's orders and started thinking hard. Not a moment later, a snort escaped from him. He quickly clamped his hand over his mouth.
I watched the scene before me with wide eyes, my queasiness forgotten. Sun Knight shook his head and flicked his eyes up again. I had been mistaken earlier. I thought he had been looking skyward for the God of Light's guidance but...
Was he actually rolling his eyes in exasperation?
My teacher squeezed my shoulder, and he leaned down to whisper to me.
"See, Lesus? You are not the only one who is still practicing how to appear in public. You are not alone."
Then, he let go of me and gave me a gentle nudge toward Roland.
"Practice together," he said.
However, when Roland turned toward me with a small smile on his face, one that was entirely out of place, and said, "Lesus, you did a good job with that criminal. He definitely deserved a severe punishment. Although you flogged the skin right off of him, it is not your fault," several things happened all at once.
First, Sun Knight smacked his own face. Very ungracefully.
Second, images of the flogging I dealt the criminal surfaced again, and I could no longer keep my queasiness down.
Third, Roland was now looking at me with alarm. My face must have turned green.
I covered my mouth and pushed past Roland, running madly towards the bathroom in the Judge's Complex.
Behind me, both Roland's teacher and mine sighed.
"Chasel," the Sun Knight lamented, "We really should have switched students. Roland would have made a fine Judgment Knight!"
It was with more and more growing unease that I ran off, praying that my teacher wouldn't take the Sun Knight seriously. I didn't want to be switched!
to be continued
The part about Lesus pulling his dagger on Chasel is from the side story "Making a Mistake." Roland says that he wants to become the Sun Knight to punish evil-doers in the side story "For You All."
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