89 Crazy fan.

Chapter 89

- Lisa! Something happened to Jean! She... - Varka suddenly burst into the library with a worried look, but when he saw the completely unharmed girl, but at the same time, she was seething with anger, he fell silent.

- I'm fine, Master Varka, but today I have to take the day off.

- Djinn, I see that something serious has happened, so as the Master of the Ordo Favonius I promise that I will help in any way I can, - the man said, proudly sticking out his chest.

- Ah, dear Master, we know that you just don't want to deal with paperwork, - Lisa said with a chuckle.

- What a low opinion you have of me, Lisa. - Varka shook his head, and then turned his attention. - Oh, forgive me my manners, dear ladies, I am the Master of the Ordo Favonius Varka, will you not tell me your lovely names?

- Master, we have already met. - I grinned. - However, let me introduce you to my friend, Saeko Busujima.

"Nice to meet you," Saeko bowed respectfully.

- It is also a great pleasure for me to meet you, - Varka answered with a smile, and then looked at me with bewilderment. - However, miss, to be honest, I can't remember where we could have met, especially since it seems to me that it would be difficult to forget you.

- It's probably been a little over a week since our last meeting, - I decided to give a hint, amused by how he was trying to remember where he could have seen me.

- Really? But I would have s… No, it can't be. You, the same little Fischl that Jeanne went hiking with? - Varka asked, amazed.

- Well, I guess calling me a baby wasn't quite right. I wasn't that small after all.

- But how is this possible?

- Master, let's postpone this discussion at least until the evening, we still have something to do. - Jeanne interrupted the beginning series of questions.

- Okay, if something managed to upset you, then it really is something important, I will help as much as I can. - Varka became serious.

- Master, thank you for the offer, of course, but as far as I know there are still a lot of documents that need to be sorted out. - Jeanne was in no hurry to accept help.

- Jean, you know very well that I always do my job conscientiously, and if, while helping you, I need to spend one night on documents, then it's not a big price to pay.

- Hah, okay. - With a heavy sigh, Jean decided to accept help.

- That's great. So, what's the problem, actually?

- Barbara is being pursued too zealously by one guy, so zealously that the nuns even made a request to the guild to drive him away. Barbara is having a hard time with too many fans! And since father doesn't want to do anything about it, then I'll take him on myself. - With each word, Jeanne, who had managed to cool down a little, was once again blazing with righteous anger, and if you consider that Barbara is only 14 now, and the pursuer is clearly about 20, then you can understand her.

- I understand. This is a really serious matter. But we need to act carefully, we shouldn't scare ordinary residents.

- Oh, actually, we've already decided how we're going to act, I shared.

- Yes? Well then, let's get going, and on the way you can tell me your plan.

3 minutes later the roof of the cathedral.

After leaving the order's headquarters, I separated from the rest of the group and headed straight to the cathedral. As expected, the guy I was looking for was already there and trying to look into one of the windows.

"What are you doing?" I asked through the wind, distorting my voice.

- Huh? I just came to sweep the leaves... - jumping away from the window, he began to say the now clearly habitual excuse, but without seeing anyone, he stopped. - And who was it?

"Why are you stalking Barbara?" I asked, adding severity to my voice.

- Huh?! Is this a ghost? - the guy started to tremble.

- Not a ghost. Answer the question. - I insistently said, slightly tucking him with the wind.

- Really?! Oh, gracious Barbatos, I am simply dying of love for the inimitable Barbara, I even founded a fan club dedicated to this beautiful maiden. Please bless my intentions.

- You are obsessively stalking and scaring her, inciting her to do the same and others. Tell me, do you understand what you did wrong?

- But is love a mistake?

- No, love is not a mistake, but what you feel is not love, but obsession. You constantly stalk a 14-year-old girl, not allowing her to live a normal life. And since you do not understand direct hints through the adventurers' guild, then I will send you to those who will help you understand. - This time I spoke so that not only he, but also everyone who was on the territory of the cathedral could hear my voice, and then carefully, so as not to tear him to shreds, I swirled a huge anemo vortex right under him, forcing him to fly into the sky.

Having made sure that it looked spectacular enough, I grabbed the panicking guy in two leaps, and then teleported with him, straight to the company gathered outside the city walls.

- So it means he is the one who likes to stalk little girls? - Varka's stern voice rang out.

- M-Master?! You all got it wrong, I just wanted to be closer, she literally lights up my world, she's so kind, sweet, honest and innocent. - with each subsequent epithet, notes of madness began to slip into his voice.

- Horror, I'm not sure it will be so easy to re-educate him. - I really felt a little creepy from him. If in Barbara's place there was an ordinary defenseless girl without the eye of God, then what would be the probability that a crazy fan would try to kidnap her? And now he looked exactly like a crazy fan.

- Why are you looking at me like that? Aaaah, I see, you just need to go through the baptism ceremony, I follow every performance of Barbara and tomorrow will be one of them, I'm sure when you see her live, you will understand me.

- Even a dr… won't be able to resist her charm.

- Boy, - Varka stopped Albert, squeezing the boy's shoulder painfully. - I forbid you to approach Pastor Barbara unless she herself wants you to go, and if I find out that you violated this prohibition, prison awaits you.

- What? - the guy exclaimed in shock, surprisingly deftly wriggling out of Varka's grip. - But why... Aaa, so you're one of those so-called haters, trying to intimidate Barbara's fans? I didn't expect such a thing from you, Master. But know this, even if it's Barbatalrlddtdladapolapyvyaadlpyyvmzhyv himself standing in front of me. - The guy was suddenly interrupted by a purple lightning bolt.

- Lisa? - Varka looked at the librarian with a raised eyebrow.

"It seemed to me that he urgently needed shock therapy," the librarian answered, making an innocent face.

- Hmm, I heard that shock therapy is used to treat manic syndrome, although I don't know what it is, but it sounds pretty eloquent. Maybe it really should be treated this way? - I suggested.

"That's what we'll do," Jean nodded decisively.