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When I opened my eyes, I became a woman called Veronica.

“Veronica, you need to eat properly.”

“Ah, yes… ”

I looked at the watery soup in front of me and tried to remember why I was like this.

I think I was looking through some video games in my room and pressed the download button…

Why did it become like this?

While thinking that, I carefully lifted the spoon given to me.

A strangely thin soup that was not thick, but not entirely watery, spread on the spoon.

When I scooped up the rattling soup and put it in my mouth, all I could say was that it didn’t taste very good.

“… … .”

I had no idea why it was like this, so I moved the spoon to quench my hungry stomach.

Inside the rattling restaurant, everyone was wearing the same shabby clothes and busily moving spoons.

Even if I tried to understand the situation, there was no way to know just by looking at this moment, so for now, I just passed the time by simmering in this flavorless soup.

When we finished eating, the nun in the black nun uniform came again, looked at the dish, and opened her mouth.

“Now let’s pray after the meal.”

““… Lord, thank you for giving us our daily bread today… ””

The sound of prayer reached my ears.

Since it was my first time hearing these prayers, I roughly responded by moving my mouth and lip-syncing as I would when praying before a meal.

Is it a convent?

With my brows narrowed, I carefully looked around.

After the meaningless search, I stood in line to clean up the dishes and quietly waited for my turn.

If bringing out dishes is going to take a long time because you have to wait in line like this, wouldn’t it be better to just bring them out in the order in which they were all eaten?

While I was narrowing my eyes at this unreasonable wait, the boy who was walking forward tripped and fell.

Clink.

I was so distracted by the sound that I was startled and opened my eyes wide.

And when I realized that the child standing in front of me had fallen, I let out a groan.

“Ugh… .”

The girl, whose knee was scratched due to the fall, shed tears and tried to pick up the pieces of the broken dish.

What are you doing dangerously?

At that thought, I reflexively grabbed the girl’s hand.

“Well, what are you doing? Stay still.”

As I said that, I picked up the broken plate in front of me and started putting it in my left hand.

As I was doing that, I heard the sound of a nun who had just left the room running towards me.

“What’s going on?!”

A very upset voice was heard at the sound of a broken bowl.

“No, I broke it and ate it by mistake.”

I answered that and smiled sheepishly.

Then the nun approached me and pointed.

“Blood, there’s blood! I’ll bring a broom, so put it down quickly.”

I didn’t know it, but I realized that blood was flowing through the pieces of the plate on my left hand that the nun was pointing at.

I dropped the pieces of the plate on the floor as the nun said, wondering if there were any sharp pieces in them.

I heard the sound of pieces falling in one place, and then I heard the child who had fallen earlier whimper.

“… Why, why did you lie? Poetry, be punished by God… ”

oh my god. Isn’t this almost brainwashing?

I said I did it on purpose because I didn’t want to get scolded for no reason, but here they are talking about me lying and saying something like, what on earth happened to this convent?

As I listened to the girl’s voice, I quietly looked at the straight scar on my left palm.

“Haha… ”

I let out a dry laugh and stood up, shaking my knee with my right hand.

I just nod my head because I can’t possibly understand that I am God.

What should I have answered?

Obviously, if you were a serious believer, you might have had a good answer.

As soon as I got up, I saw a nun running towards me, bringing bandages and a broom.

“Are you hurt a lot? Show me here.”

The nun who put down the broom and dustpan in front of me held up a bandage and asked for my hand.

That gentle face caught my eye, but it seemed subtly forceful, so I reached out my left hand without realizing it.

Well, there’s nothing to deny if they say it will stop the bleeding.

“Look at this. Isn’t this because you touch a piece of a plate so freely?”

“Well, it will get better soon.”

I moved my mouth in embarrassment as he said something about my carelessness.

Still, it wasn’t just empty words.

It was clear that these scratches would heal quickly.

Thinking that way, I glanced at the nun who was quietly looking at my hand, and noticed that the nun had not put a bandage on it.

I just stopped there and looked at my palm.

“… Sister?”

Seeing that, I raised my voice and called the nun.

Why are you doing this? With that thought in mind, I moved my gaze to where the nun was looking, and there I found my hand with a healed wound.

Uh, what is it? I knew it would heal quickly, but I didn’t expect it to be this quick, so I groaned.

I still didn’t know who Veronica was, but I thought she had a superhuman body.

However, contrary to my reaction, the nun dropped the bandage she was holding on the floor and twitched her lips.

“Seo, she is a saint.”

“Seo, are you a saint?!”

The children of other convents also opened their eyes wide and said this as if they were surprised by the nun’s voice.

And after that, my situation changed in an instant.

*

As soon as I left the convent, I learned information that I had no way of knowing since I had been in the convent since I opened my eyes.

This world is a fantasy world where demon kings and demonic beasts exist.

A hero appeared to defeat the devil, and it seemed that a saint was created at that time.

And it seemed that the saint was me.

Fantasy, demon king, demon beast, and hero… ?

And at the same time, Saint Veronica… .

Uh, isn’t this the game I was trying to play?

Frightened by that thought, I opened my eyes wide and looked around.

However, I was already given a proper nun, or rather, a saint’s uniform that only saints wear, and it was decided that I would be led out of the cathedral and led to the royal road.

Although I’ve never played the game, I knew what genre this game was because I deliberately reviewed it before downloading it.

So I couldn’t help but feel even more appalled.

It’s a genre of humiliation and hypnosis.

Just remembering that fact, I narrowed my brows and rolled my head to recall the samples and explanations that came beforehand.

However, the samples that came out were all just provocative scenes of humiliation, so no results were obtained.

Well, there is a genre that shows provocative scenes in night games. Just tell them and write down roughly what the game is.

Forced to wear a saint’s attire, I stared blankly out the window in the rickety carriage.

Ah, damn it. If things continue like this, you won’t just end up as a gay game character and get picked on… ?

Rather, it’s not just picking, it’s humiliation and hypnosis.

There are a lot of exposure plays and SM plays… ?

Being attacked with a man on top was the worst.

But since I couldn’t suddenly change my treatment here, I had to go with the flow for now.

Of course, I could do it, but since I didn’t know anything about the content and development of the game, I couldn’t do something pointless.

I don’t even know the character’s personality… .

I arrived at the castle in a cold sweat and saw the huge castle in my eyes.

The huge building and the ornate structures that adorned it seemed to be trying to please the eye.

“Saint, this way.”

As I happened to be promoted from a nun in training to a saint, the most generous treatment awaited me.

The man who appeared to be a knight over there was wearing a forged rapier on his belt and was pointing to where I was going with a graceful gesture.

Seeing that, I walked forward with a shocked expression on my face.

I walked slowly, paying attention to the strangely revealing night-game saint’s clothes that exposed my thighs, and before I knew it, I had arrived inside the huge castle.

I didn’t know the name of the country or the name of the king here, but I was called in without any reason.

If you do anything rude here, won’t you at least have your head cut off?

When I thought about that, I was escorted inside, breaking out in a cold sweat.

I took a step forward. As I stepped on the elegantly laid out red carpet inside, I felt my heart pounding.

How are saints treated? What kind of personality is Veronica?

Rather, what should you look like when you stand in front of the king?

I shook my head with mixed feelings.

However, I was unable to solve many of the answers in my head, so I was called in front of the king.

I even felt like my shoulders were being weighed down by the dignified atmosphere. It seemed like it could be said to be a burden.

throne. I could see the king sitting proudly on top of it.

And who is next to him? Prime Minister?

I could see several subjects standing below that low seat.

Dressed in a bright white saint’s robe, I stood there awkwardly, looking around.

Then, a low, heavy tone from far away passed through my ears.

“… So, is that true?”

It’s the king’s voice.

I bowed my head at that fact.

Something reminded me of the saying not to look at dragon eyes even in historical dramas, so I did that without realizing it.

The person who answered the voice was the driver next to me who guided me.

“Yes, that’s right. This is information I heard from Sister Kasrina, who is in charge of the Holy Kingdom Sisters’ Instruction Center.”

“Is that so? In that case, she must be a saint.”

Is that the end?

As I narrowed my eyes and tried to encourage him to talk more, this time the king’s voice came to me.

“Could I ask the saint’s name?”

“Uh, yes?”

What, why does the king use the honorific term to me?

Startled by that thought, I let out an incoherent voice.

But as soon as I came to my senses, I muttered.

“Be, this is Veronica.”

When I answered that, the king seemed to like it and said yes.

“… If so, I will show you to my room.”

Uh, wait a minute.

Isn’t this a gay game? It’s a night game. Isn’t it a game you only play if you’re a hero?

The driver next to me, perhaps unaware of my cold state of mind, slowly approached me as if to guide me.

But I feared that I might die if I refused, so I followed carefully.

I didn’t know why I was doing this, so all I could do was my trembling heart.

It’s the king’s room. Am I going to get attacked here without even seeing the hero’s face?

I frowned at that thought.

But without thinking much, I looked at the door of the room I was guided to.

I thought it was an ornate door because it was said to be the king’s room.

But the surroundings, the door, everything was rough.

Even that door, it was such a rough iron door that my anxiety grew and I had no choice but to open my mouth.

“Um, where am I… ?”

“You will find out once you enter.”

As I entered the opened door, I was shocked to see what was inside the room.

Bloody chair. And there were leather straps hanging from the chair to secure the person’s body.

Many people were sitting on that chair, and it seemed to indicate that they were dead, which aroused my fear.

“Um, is this?!”

Why did you put me here?

The moment I was about to ask that, a shadow appeared behind the door.

The knight who had let me in was gone, leaving only the king and I behind the tightly closed iron gate.

It is better not to look at the king’s face. Throwing away those thoughts, I looked at the king’s fat face with trembling eyes.

At first, I thought they were trying to attack something like a night game.

But when I looked at this room, all I knew was that they hadn’t brought me here to attack me.

The direction of looking from the inside out.

When I looked up at the king, the sight of scissors, knives, saws, and countless other equipment hanging on the wall filled me with fear.

“Saint Veronica. … I heard that even if you get hurt, you will get better.”

“Well, I know that too… ”

“That faith must have been given by God.”

“Oh, no, I don’t know, I don’t know… ”

I was scared.

I didn’t know how to answer, so I denied it.

“If you were a saint, you would understand. Just checking, just checking.”

“Yes, yes? What, what… ”

My voice trembled. I couldn’t reply because my head was stiff.

Here. What on earth are we supposed to understand in this situation? What are you checking?

It’s clear you don’t like it.

But the door was blocked and I couldn’t get out.

Right now, I couldn’t get rid of this fat body and get out there.

In the end, I sat down on a chair, and the king held a pair of scissors in his hand.

“This is confirmation for making the medicine of immortality.”