Time-limited Saintess, You’ve Been Caught by the Tyrant Once Again - Chapter 10

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“Why, that girl…!”

 

As Liliana huffed and threw her pillow, her exclusive maid, Liza, who had followed her from the Vistounty, picked up the pillow.

 

“Are you sure she didn’t notice something?”

 

“No way.”

 

“Well, I must have come here to sponge off something after hearing that I became the saint.”

 

“That’s right.”

 

Still, she was somewhat anxious.

 

Liliana has always regarded Elena as a thorn in her eye. With platinum-colored hair prettier than her, who was a noble, Elena was more beautiful than her no matter what she wore.

 

In addition, what about her personality?

 

Although people praised her, Liliana knew that they would curse at her behind her back. But, it was different with Elena. Everyone liked the gentle Ellin. While they bowed their heads to her, Liliana knew it was not a favor.

 

…How dare a commoner surpass her?

 

Because the villagers admired Elena more than her, Liliana was satisfied only when she received all the attention… that was why Ellin was a thorn in her eyes. Besides, did her father not have an eye on her?  The fight between her mother and father was still ingrained. Thankfully, Ellin left the place after dedicating the land she inherited from her parents to the temple and feeding her father yeot*.
[ T/N: Yeot is a Korean hard taffy. However, it’s also slang that means ‘to be fooled or cheated.’ ]

 

However, when she became the saint, Liliana thought she would never see Ellin in her lifetime though she showed up like this.

 

She bit her red lips.

 

“Now that I see her dyeing her hair that color, it made her look ugly.”

 

“Right. Her hair wasn’t that beautiful either. It’s worse than her blonde hair.”

 

Surprisingly, the color of her hair had a huge impact on her impression, so when Ellin’s hair color became darker, Liliana thought that she looked rather normal. It was even more so when her hair, which had good texture, was dyed and frizzy.

 

“Still, I’m annoyed because of the divine powers.”

 

Liliana did not expect Erich to furtively bring up and pressure her about the divine power. Besides, he kept nagging her that she was lazy with her studies.

 

But, should this not be understood?

 

After all, she was the only saint in the country. It is said that she is the highest woman, and she has been trying so hard.

 

“I can’t believe he compared me to that girl? Really.”

 

Even though Erich was gentle, he had a tenacious side. He was the one who, from the very beginning, politely asked for evidence of Liliana when she claimed to be the saint as he inquired about the sigil of God and the manifestation of divine power. Always smiling, he would pressure her to move forward and prove herself.

 

Even today, he had turned back and said that she was no better than Ellin, who had sneaked into the temple like a rat.

 

“He’s annoying.”

 

She thought he would cut her some slack because she had a good-looking face. Liliana bit her lips before speaking to her maid.

 

“Liza, I need to send you a letter.”

 

“Yes?”

 

“The divine power, I have to manifest it.”

 

Uttering so, she wore a twisted smile.

 

 

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The Liliana whom she saw looked like a completely different person.

 

She always had a smile on her face, her sharp voice softened, and she was friendly to everyone. Before, she was the one who would beat a commoner child if they accidentally brushed against the hem of her clothes.

 

‘Maybe, she rehabilitated, or…’

 

Staring at her, Ellin fell into her thoughts.

 

“Miss Ellin, can’t you dress up a little more?”

 

Henrietta, one of the Angelias, pointed out Ellin’s attire. At the same time, the other Angelias around her nodded as well.

 

“I’m sorry. I don’t have any clothes.”

 

“This is why we shouldn’t bring commoners who don’t have money.”

 

“I’m sure High Priest Erich must have a reason.”

 

Liliana, who was heading to her classroom in front of her, turned behind her and protected Ellin.

 

“That’s true, but there’s the dignity of the Saint…”

 

“Don’t say such things.”

 

At Henrietta’s words, Liliana glanced at her Ellin and continued.

 

“God embraces even the poor and ugly. You should do the same.”

 

As Liliana smiled and said so, the Angelias were mesmerized by her smile. She truly looked like the saint to anyone. Like everyone else, Ellin looked at Liliana, who had said that.

 

‘…Is Liliana really the saint chosen by God?’

 

She had been observing for a while, but contrary to her concerns, she found that Liliana was a pretty decent saint. While she was a little clumsy with prayers and ceremonies, that was part of her mistake, too. The people were tolerant of her mistakes, and she praised her.

 

Conversely, at the same time, Ellin could not help but feel strange. It was because even though she felt burdened by the praise people gave her, an unknown feeling sprouted in her mind when those things were directed to someone other than herself — all the more so because they were people she knew.

 

Meanwhile, they did not even give a glance to the commoner Angelia Ellin, unlike Saint Liliana. Liliana and Angelias soon ambled away, and Ellin was left looking at their backs.

 

‘God, I guess I’m still lacking in controlling my emotions…’

 

Even though it was natural, seeing that made her feel sad.

 

“What are you doing at this place?”

 

As Ellin pondered her thoughts, a cold voice was abruptly heard behind her back. When she glanced at the sound, Maynard, the paladin of the Saint in silver armor, stood there. She seemed to have come to change Liliana’s escort.

 

“I greet you, paladin.”

 

What was particularly disappointing was his attitude.

 

Although she responded politely and bowed her back, Maynard’s gaze did not change. She suddenly missed Maynard, who was kind to her.

 

Ellin recalled the first time she met Maynard.

 

 

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“I see you, Saint. I’m Maynard, who will be in charge of your escort from today.”

 

The dark blonde-haired paladin knelt in front of her. Elena was startled when a large man suddenly raised his sword and bowed his head in front of her unexpectedly.

 

“Ni-nice to meet you, Maynard.”

 

He gazed at her with a serious expression.

 

Elena’s heart pounded at Maynard’s blue eyes. His eyes, the color of the tough ice, contained only her.

 

“Saint, you don’t have to be respectful to me.”

 

“I couldn’t!”

 

At his words, she hurriedly waved her hand.

 

Seeing that, Maynard let out a sigh before his lips parted.

 

“I’ll give my body and heart to protect the Saint.”

 

“….”

 

“Is there something wrong?”

 

“You’re cool.”

 

“Yes…?”

 

“It’s the first time I’ve actually seen a paladin I’d only heard about… Are all the paladins like Sir Maynard? I think I can see why people adore paladins.”

 

“Saint.”

 

“Haha, I’m sorry! Did I say something rude?”

 

As Elena’s face grew red, Maynard opened his eyes wide and raised the corners of his lips slightly. At that moment, his cold-looking face softened.

 

“It’s not terribly disrespectful. It’s an honor for the Saint to give me such praise.”

 

And so, that was how their relationship began.

 

 

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“If you get caught doing something suspicious, I would not let it slide this time. Don’t fool around in a place like this and go inside.”

 

“Yes.”

 

…However, to Maynard now, she was nothing more than a suspicious commoner woman who was lucky enough to become Angelia.

 

At the thought, she put on a bitter expression.

 

“What’s with that look? That expression… Are you saying it’s unfair?”

 

“…Yes?”

 

“I don’t know why you look at me like that. It’s uncomfortable.”

 

 

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