Time-limited Saintess, You’ve Been Caught by the Tyrant Once Again - Chapter 9
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“Your job is simple. Just take a theology class and discuss it with other Angelias to build up your knowledge. Also, please provide a clear summary of the theology you will learn.”
“Yes.”
“Actually, as Angelia, it’s your duty to serve the Saint closely, but that task is already done by other Angelias.”
“Yes…”
“As you know, there were also other candidates. It’s actually my whim to pick you.”
Seeing Erich’s slightly embarrassed expression, shesmiled. It was because a commoner who was not a noble, Ellin, could not be given the noble task of serving the Saint closely. Rather, it was fortunate for her as she did not want to be alone with Liliana.
To be an Angelia, she thought of Lady Wendy, who was her Angelia.
While Wendy was not openly kind to Elena, she did what she was tasked with silently. Nonetheless, she was the one who listened as she was compliant and the most faithful servant by her side. She had a delicate and friendly personality until she left this place. The rest were just like that. They did not become friends with the Saint—they only laughed and conversed among themselves.
Perhaps, it was because of her identity. Still, they were not all bad people either. At least, they mourned her way at the end.
The next moment, Ellin escaped from her memories at the sound of Erich’s voice.
“Serving tea and other miscellaneous things is a maid’s duty, so let them handle those jobs. It won’t be that difficult. Don’t feel uncomfortable because you’re not a noble, and treat yourself like any other Angelia.”
“Yes.”
To his explanation, Ellin responded obediently. Seeing that, Erich smiled.
“Is there anything else you want to ask?”
“Oh, I didn’t know that a high-ranking person like the High Priest was in charge of selecting Angelia.”
Typically, high priests would manage things related to the temple mostly. Since they were directly under the Pope, they did not do these kinds of chores.
“You seem to be familiar with the inner workings of the temple.”
“Oh, no!”
At his words, Ellin was startled.
In the past, it was said that Erich was not in charge of the selection, so it was a word that came out unintentionally, but if you think about it, it was presumptuous. It seemed that she had already made a slip of the tongue.
“She’s the saint who showed up with difficulty after a few years, and this is something that needs to be paid attention to. I have to do this with my own hands so that I can relax.”
Erich smiled awkwardly.
After all, he was a person for the saint. At the thought, Ellin smiled bitterly. Since the atmosphere was more relaxed now, she carefully opened her mouth again to ask something she was curious about, thinking it was a good time.
“Um, High Priest… Why did you help me?”
“Why can’t I help you?”
“No. I, um… As Sir Maynard said, I was actually trespassing.”
He widened his eyes at Ellin’s words and gazed at her. The next moment, he smiled even wider as his mouth parted.
“What made you tell me that?”
“Well, that’s… I wasn’t going to do anything though I don’t think I should lie to you.”
“You’re a very upright person.”
Saying so, he laughed.
She always thought so, but Erich had a strange cat-like side when he smiled. The corners of his red lips were as tender as soft feathers. Ellin was enveloped in a nostalgic feeling. How much pain he must have suffered before she died?
“Truthfully, I happened to see you praying at the Darzacq statue. Then, I found you in trouble.”
“Ah…”
“You’re actually here to see the Saint, aren’t you?”
“Yes, yes…”
It was the same when she saw Erich, whom she met in her first life, but he seemed to know everything… or was it because she was an easy-to-understand person?
He would always read her thoughts.
“Actually, there have been some people like you before. I wanted to prevent bloodshed because Sir Maynard was overly sensitive.”
“Is Sir Maynard such a scary person?”
“Yes, he’s a knight without blood or tears. He hates breaking the discipline more than anything else, so be careful.”
At his warning, Ellin nodded her head.
‘…I still couldn’t believe Maynard would be so different.’
“The High Priest is kind.”
“You’re welcome. Still, I think I made you into Angelia on my own. Would that be troublesome for you?”
“No, I was more embarrassed than troubled. I never thought I could be one. I thought I was going to fail, so I sent a letter saying that I was going to go back to the city where I worked.”
Though stabbed in the conscience, Ellin lied.
Since she came here to see the saint, her desired purpose was already achieved, so she had no reason to be Angelia.
“Oh, my. That’s why you were caught trespassing.”
Erich had a troubled expression on his face. Glancing at him, Ellin thought that since he made an exception and selected her, it might be humiliating for him to reverse the decision as the High Priest.
“I thought it would be nice if you were here.”
Looking at him, who sighed, she was overcome with impulse. In the first place, no one here knew that she was the saint, and she could see the people she wanted to see. After all, this was her other home… is it not natural to want to go home?
‘I miss it… It was hard, but I also missed this place…’
Furthermore, she was worried. Because they could not find the saint, they eventually brought in a fake saint and served her. The Liliana, whom she knew, was by no means a good person.
“No, I will! Still, I’m not a noble… Are you really okay with me?”
“Why wouldn’t it be fine even if you’re not noble?”
At that question, Ellin’s heart raced. Even in her first life, Erich encouraged her, who was intimidated because of her status. He would say that a saint is only a saint, but her status is irrelevant and everyone who stands before God is equal.
‘…Erich is a consistent person.’
Warm, kind, and friendly. Unlike Maynard, he treated her well, regardless of whether she was the saint or an ordinary girl.
“Oh, what’s your name?”
She hesitated for a moment before shyly uttering her fake name.
“Ellin, it’s Ellin.”
“Nice to meet you, Ellin.”
At that, Erich held out his hand and Ellin took it.
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