Time-limited Saintess, You’ve Been Caught by the Tyrant Once Again - Chapter 6

“What…!?”

Anton exclaimed happily. He instinctively sought someone to share this joy with. It was the moment he turned around that he could see a quizzical expression on Erich’s face. As his eyes were trembling, his red lips rose, and joy spread across his face.

High Priest Anton regretted having the prejudice that he was not faithful. Would his expression look like that if he were to meet God in person…?

Erich had a countenance as if this was something he most cherished.

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“Did you hear? The Saint has finally been found.”

“In that little town…?”

“Yeah.”

“Luck is on the Empire’s side. The Saint has appeared.”

When Ellin heard those words, she almost dropped the plate she was holding.

‘I am the Saint, so where did  the saint come from…?’

Wearing a puzzled expression on her face, she continued to listen to their conversation. The divine pattern was clearly engraved on her body. However, how did another contemporaneous saint appear?

This was a major event that could shake the doctrine.

‘Or, the temple was mistaken?’

Despite the fact that there was no possibility, the temple could have mistaken it and taken someone. There was no one marked with the divine sigil, so they could have misunderstood something…

‘…Or, it’s fake.’

Then, that was the worst case scenario.

Who dares to impersonate the saint? Nevertheless,  was the temple so lax enough to ‘mistake’ such a thing…?

 
After hearing about the saint, Ellin was in turmoil. After thinking about it for several days, she finally came to a conclusion.

‘…I want to see the Saint.’

Even though she tried to turn a blind eye, she could not turn away completely. It was because ‘the Saint’ was her own destiny. The name ‘Saint’ was everything that made up her. Perhaps, if the Saint was real, she would not have to give her life… She would be able to break free from her bondage of being the Saint.

Conceivably, time had been turned back, and she was no longer the Saint. She always thought she had no future, but she did have a future. She does not have to burn to death over and over again… how hopeful this was?

Because of that, Ellin wanted to check since she did not want to be tied down.

She decided to go to the temple.

Having decided to immortalize her death, she was delighted when ‘another person who would die’ appeared. It was a selfish and lowly desire, but Ellin floundered, trying not to think of it.

This was her second desire.

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“I’ll be back.”

“The capital city is dangerous, do you have to go?”

Despite the lady from the inn’s dissuade, Ellin only smiled. With that smile, she refused to persuade any longer and instead, handed Ellin a few coins to pay for the ride.

“Don’t worry. I’ll contact you when I’m there.”

Seeing her leaving, the inn lady’s expression swiftly changed. She immediately began to write to someone.

⌊ ―She has started heading to the capital. ⌉

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The Emperor’s audience room was made of bluish marble. It was said that this portrayed the Emperor’s callous reasoning. Furthermore, the crimson velvet carpet in the middle symbolized the Emperor’s dignity. Velvet was a luxurious fabric that was difficult to create, and the dye that dyed it red was even more rare.

‘Red is nothing precious.’

There was once a time when all of this place was stained red with blood. By now, the Emperor’s aide, Bronn, was fed up with seeing the color red.

At the end of the crimson velvet carpet was a staircase, and above it was a throne adorned with gold.

And, there sat the Emperor of this country.

The man had such a majestic body that the throne looked small as his black robe fitted perfectly wrapped around a rock-like body that had been forged from swordsmanship. As soon as the Emperor saw Bronn, he rose up. As if a crouched beast was moving. While his red eyes gazed down at Bronn, he gulped down his saliva. It was as if he was looking at a wild beast in front of his eyes — a gaze he was unfamiliar with whenever he saw it.

“They’ve found the Saint in the temple.”

At Bronn’s words, the Emperor smiled. Compared to the man’s large size, his face was as beautiful as a delicate sculpture.

“What’re you going to do, Your Majesty?”

“What am I going to do? You’ll see.”

The lingering aftertaste of those words was monumental. In other words, if he does not watch his words, he might be killed. Now, he could tell even if the afterword was omitted.

“So, did you find the real saint?”

“That’s…”

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Even though she hastened the schedule, by the time Ellin reached the capital, the canonization of the Saint was already over. Because of that, she headed for the temple instead as she stomped her feet. There was no opportunity for ordinary people to see the saint except by giving a huge donation. If you could not do that, you just have to wait for a ‘chance.’

Ellin, who had been snooping around the temple, sighed.

When she became the Saint, she did not even step out of the temple because she had a lot to learn. Maybe, this saint was like that, too.

As she was hesitant to enter the temple without permission, a very good opportunity came along — the selection of ‘Angelia’ in the capital began. Angelia was a word derived from angels, servants of God, and refers to a woman who studies theology.

To be more precise, it was to select the Saint’s ‘handmaiden.’

They would support the saint and discuss divinity with her.

Although it was based on their status, on the surface, anyone who was faithful was selected first, so anyone could apply. However, most of the applicants were imaginary. It was because those with physical defects, those who could not read, and those who did not know the essence of the doctrine were all excluded.

After passing the same first test as the preliminary round, the number of applicants decreased by a hundred.

In about a month’s time, Ellin was understandably able to qualify. The second selection period of ten days was not very long. While it was very difficult to write down the verses of the Bible, she could easily pass this as well. Eventually, there was only one last test left — it was to take the selection test from priests in the temple.

Ellin was finally allowed to enter the temple legally.

“Don’t go anywhere else. I cannot guarantee your life.”

Nonetheless, because of the saint, the guards were strict, so the knights were sternly warned.

Having no intention of becoming Angelia, Ellin apologized to the paladins she was familiar with as she quietly pretended to follow them calmly like other pioneers before falling into a side road.

Since she grew up here for almost ten years in her previous life, she knew all the passages. There were many dangerous moments in the middle, but the journey to the residence of the Saint was smooth. She even had the opportunity to stop at the statue of Saint Darzacq that was located in front.

As the Darzacq status was where she often offered her prayers, Ellin was overjoyed and offered a brief prayer.

‘She is probably memorizing prayers at this time.’

Thinking that, she headed to the Saint’s prayer room.

Hearing a sound inside the prayer room, it seemed that the Saint was inside. Ellin then hid in the grass,  waiting blindly for her to come out after finishing her prayers. After some time passed, the door to the prayer room opened, and then the Saint came out.

Ellin hurriedly closed her mouth the moment she saw the figure that was coming out.

‘…Liliana!’

Why is Liliana the Saint…? She was even talking to people with a benevolent smile, unlike her usual self before.

‘How did Liliana…’

Wondering if she had seen it wrong, Ellin looked at the scene in front of her again. Brilliant blonde hair, dazzling eyes, and a distinctive voice, it was definitely Liliana… 

Surprised, she unknowingly stepped on a twig under her feet.

“Who is it?!”

Flinch!

The person standing behind Liliana shouted, looking exactly where Ellin was.

‘Maynard…!’

Her whole body trembled.

It was a very stumpy voice, but it felt like her heart would burst with joy. During her lifetime, he was the head of the Paladins, Maynard, who served her. 

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