Devilla
I remembered there being a joke, of sorts, back on Earth. One that declared handholding to be one of the lewdest things imaginable. Depictions of intertwined fingers would be pixelated, and the mere thought of grabbing a crush's hands might lead to reddened cheeks or even scandalized gasps. It was a bit of humor I often laughed at as Jacob.
Walking down the street with Lucy, her fingers intertwined with mine, my ever accelerating heartbeat made it increasingly difficult to remember why I'd ever found that joke so funny.
"Are you sure you're okay, Eena? Your face is really red!"
"I'm fine," I promised her. It wasn't a lie. I
was
fine - even if my heart was beating a mile a minute and my face was on fire. Even if it felt like everyone we passed was staring and whispering. I was
fine.
And I would continue to be fine so long as Lucy continued to sport that goofy smile.
"I don't even want to think about the rumors that are going to spread from this," Feyra complained from astride her mount. "The Heroine traveling with a cursed girl, while grinning and holding hands with a highborn whose face is so red you'd think she was walking down the street naked, or something."
"I'd like to see you keep your calm under the eyes of every passerby," I retorted. The fact that I'd be significantly less embarrassed to walk around unclothed was likely better left unsaid.
"I wouldn't worry too much about it," Lucy replied. "I'm sure everyone's just curious about what I'm up to! Especially since I don't usually travel with people..."
"At least we're near the gates," Feyra remarked, placing a hand above her eyes to shield them from the midday sun. "Not having to deal with too many people on the road is the one good thing about the Monster Movement, so far as I'm concerned."
"It's really bad for the smaller villages, though," Lucy pointed out. "I've asked around, while traveling, and apparently merchants just completely stop visiting some places! And their costs go up everywhere they
do
go. It's one of the reasons I want to find the cause and put a stop to it!"
"Really?" I asked. "I would have expected your reasoning to be more along the lines of wanting people free to explore the world the goddess gifted them, or some such."
"Well, of course I want that!" Lucy affirmed. "But traveling is always going to be dangerous. So long as there are monsters, there's danger! Not to mention the harm people can do to one another, when they get desperate or greedy... but that doesn't mean we can't make things better! If the Monster Movements stop, then the monsters will stick to their territories, and the merchants will be able to figure out the right routes to take. They'll be able to visit the smaller villages, and sell things at reasonable rates! And people will be able to get healberries at the normal prices, too!"
"That's... rather practical of you," I remarked, eyeing Lucy. I'd thought her the sort to tackle the world's problems without a second thought. To fight for a better tomorrow, in any and every way she can. And I still did believe that to be true - we were talking about the same Lucy who'd tried to single-handedly end a two thousand year war in
Tower Conquest
after all. But perhaps there was more than blind optimism guiding her movements. "This wasn't a spur of the moment quest for you, was it?"
"Not at all!" Lucy confirmed. "I've wanted to do it ever since I became an adventurer! But the last monster movement ended right before I joined the guild."
"Did you ever try to take a more proactive approach?" I questioned. "To put an end to the movements before the next had a chance to begin?"
Lucy hesitated a moment, before replying. "Once. But I wasn't allowed to go into the forest... The churches near Daroom Woods double as outposts, and the guards that work there try to keep people from going too deep when there isn't a Monster Movement. It's to stop people from triggering one early... But if it's already happening, then there shouldn't be an issue!"
"
Shouldn't
be an issue?" Feyra questioned, narrowing her eyes from atop her horse. "Heroine. You
did
run mission by
someone
, didn't you?"
"Don't worry!" Lucy replied with a bright smile. "The outposts empty out for the Monster Movements, so there shouldn't be anyone to stop us!"
...Of course, the whole reason her attempt at ending the war was 'single-handed' was because she'd gone against the church to do it in the first place...
"I am so going to hell," Feyra whispered.
"Come on!" Lucy called out, picking up her pace a little. "We're almost out the gates!"
"Is there something special about that?" I questioned her, arching an eyebrow even as I picked up my pace. A feat made slightly more difficult by my choice in footwear. Still manageable, though, if only because I was using small amounts of magical energy to flatten the ground whenever it grew too bumpy.
The things I did for the sake of Lucy's smile...
"It'll be the first steps of our adventure!" the girl in question replied, the aforementioned smile still firmly affixed upon her face. "I mean, I think some people count it from the time you leave the guild until the time you come back home? But to me, this whole city is basically my home! That's why the adventure can't truly start until we've walked through the gates!"
"The adventure, hmm?" I questioned her, unable to resist a smile of my own. "I'd have thought such a thing would become rather mundane to you, by this point. You've been an adventurer for quite a while, have you not?"
"Ever since I turned eighteen!" Lucy confirmed. "It's always exciting to go out again, though! To help people! To show everyone that the Goddess is watching, and that she cares... that their Heroine is willing to fight for their happiness! It's always meaningful to me..."
For a moment, as I listened, it felt like I wasn't talking to Lucy anymore. That it was the Heroine who's hand I held, and who was pulling me towards a mission to help her people. But then she turned to me, her eyes sparkling and her smile somehow growing even wider. "But this time's special, even aside from that, because it's our first time going on an adventure
together!"
I laughed. Mostly at myself, for having forgotten something vital - that Lucy
was
the Heroine. That the girl who wished to save the world was the very same one who took such joy simply from existing within it. To see her as a symbol, while ignoring the girl underneath, was a sin, in my opinion. But by the same token, ignoring the symbol she strove to represent would mean ignoring her passion, and heartfelt desire to lead the world into a better tomorrow.
"Then let's take the first step together," I declared, slowing to a stop as we neared the threshold. When she gave me a curious glance, I smiled. "On the count of three?"
"One!" Lucy declared by way of response.
"Two," I replied, a small smile on my lips.
""Three!""
It was sappy, I knew. I could literally hear Feyra groaning about it, too. But so what? When the day inevitably came that Lucy saw me for who I was, I'd be happy for a 'sappy' memory or two to cherish.
Abigail
"What do you mean, 'she gave up on herself'?" That definitely wasn't the impression
I'd
