Here is the English translation of the Korean paragraph:

At that moment, not far away, the presence of several people was felt. The sound of footsteps was approaching in this direction.

Soon, the priests emerged from the hall.

Among them, a middle-aged man in the center stood out, despite all of them wearing similar robes.

Gerald Lumielle.

The surname ‘Lumielle’ was a title given exclusively to the Pope, signifying his life’s journey.

Born in the infamous Red-Light District, he had risen to the position of the closest confidant of the Pope, a man with peculiar green eyes in his common black hair. At first glance, he appeared ordinary for a middle-aged man, but an aura that couldn’t be touched emanated from him.

He had never forgotten his humble childhood and lived by the motto, “God descends to the lowest places of the world,” protecting the weak.

Thanks to this, he was highly regarded, respected, even by the Empress Katrina herself. Some said he clung to power, but others praised his wisdom in not making an enemy of the Emperor and turning him into an ally.

Regardless of what others said, to Blair, he was the benefactor who saved her from a fire accident that had left her severely injured. She had always been grateful to him.

Blair, along with Haldin, greeted Gerald.

“I greet Your Holiness.”

“There was an unfortunate incident in the hunting grounds today, and I heard that Your Highness took the lead in handling it. I offer my gratitude to both of you.”

“There’s no need for thanks. Anyone in that position would have done the same.”

“You played the role of a hero admirably.”

Even in the face of Haldin’s somewhat indifferent response, Gerald smiled. He had the luxury of age and position.

Since Gerald was also on his way to offer prayers, the three of them headed to the main temple together.

Gerald looked at Blair and Haldin with satisfaction and spoke up.

“By the way, you’ve truly become a married couple in just one month. It’s heartwarming to see both of you grow and marry safely.”

“It’s all thanks to Your Holiness for saving me that day.”

Blair unintentionally mentioned “that day” and then glanced at Haldin belatedly. However, Haldin’s expression remained impassive.

Then, suddenly, Blair realized that Gerald’s words applied to Haldin as well.

“When the late Duke of Delmarc and his wife passed away, Your Highness took the lead in escorting both of them,” she had heard.

Haldin’s mother, the late Duchess of Delmarc, was famous for her piety.

She had served and donated to the needy, earning her reputation for virtue. It was even said that some people discreetly revered her as a ‘saint’ among the temple people and the common folk.

When she met an untimely fate due to a tragic accident, Gerald had mourned deeply and personally conducted the funeral of the Duke and Duchess of Delmarc, even though they weren’t his family. It was an extraordinarily rare occurrence in history for the Pope to officiate a funeral for someone other than his family.

Their connection had continued to this day, and the Delmarc family still made substantial donations every year to the Delmarc family, as a mark of their gratitude.

‘Come to think of it, it’s quite remarkable.’

The two noble children who had formed a special bond due to a tragic accident in their noble and imperial families had now become a married couple.

Gerald’s words of appreciation didn’t seem empty at all.

As they chatted, the three of them arrived at the entrance of the main temple.

The entrance was bustling with nobles gathered for the prayers. They were all discussing the events at the hunting grounds today, murmuring and talking.

Gerald, who had stopped walking, spoke.

“You two go inside first. I have preparations to make outside.”

“Then we’ll visit the temple soon.”

“Whenever you like.”

Gerald replied to Blair’s words with a smile.
Here is the English translation of the Korean paragraph:

At that moment, between the collar of Blair’s clothes, a faint magic circle was visible. Gerald, who had discovered it, looked at it with a cool gaze.

Gerald watched the newlyweds as they headed towards the temple and muttered under his breath.

“May the two of you build a blessed home.”

“Peep— Peep—”

The baby lamb in the basket cried when it saw Blair. It seemed to be asking to play.

When Blair reached into the basket, the lamb, as if waiting, turned over and lightly nibbled on Blair’s hand playfully. The little one, no larger than a hand, made her laugh as it tickled her.

During the New Year’s Festival, the lamb couldn’t even open its eyes or move properly, but after receiving Blair’s dedicated care for half a month, it had grown and opened its eyes. Now, it had an abundance of energy and pestered her to play all day.

Blair extended her hand to the lamb and got lost in her thoughts.

‘It’s about time I hear from the guild.’