episode_0073

“The Saint?”

“Yeah. The Saint.”

Lily gritted her teeth at Camilla’s words.

‘That lesbian. I definitely don’t want to show Amelia.’

“W-what, what, what?”

“Oh, did you hear?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“Hehehe. Calling the Saint a lesbian. It’s not wrong.”

“S-so, the Saint is, is she a lesbian like us?”

“Even more so. But it can’t be helped. Haah… for Amelia’s sake.”

Helena suddenly became gloomy as she watched Lily speak with a sigh.

“But in the Levank Kingdom, the Saint is considered a national treasure. How did they manage to bring Amelia all the way here? Even if it’s the Emperor’s request, they wouldn’t agree.”

Helena’s concerns were valid.

In the Levank Kingdom, the Saint is treated with the same respect as a goddess. The country prioritizes the Saint in any situation and does anything to protect her.

But to bring the Saint from another country and even ask a family to treat one person? It’s obvious they wouldn’t agree.

However, Lily knew a way to bring the Saint no matter what.

“We can definitely bring the Saint here.”

“W-wait, you’re not planning to forcefully bring her here, right? That could lead to a real war.”

Helena grabbed Lily’s shoulder and earnestly pleaded with her.

“… How do you think of me? Of course, I’ll get her consent.”

“W-what? How?”

And so, the Saint stood in front of the room where Amelia was lying.

Lily was confident that the Saint, Isabelle, would fall for Amelia as soon as she saw her.

Among the people she didn’t want Amelia to meet, the Saint was definitely included.

‘Ugh… the Saint is really perverted, a lesbian, and even steals panties. If Amelia falls for her, haah… there’s nothing I can do. I have to watch over her no matter what.’

Saint Isabelle was amazed by the numerous magic circles laid out for Amelia.

Ignoring Isabelle, Lily cautiously opened the door.

“Come in quietly.”

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*gulp*

Who could be inside?

In fact, I vaguely know who it is. It’s probably Emily’s sister.

I don’t remember seeing Emily so sad. Moreover, if she’s willing to stop me from treating myself to keep my mana intact, I can tell how much she cares about that person.

So she must have asked me for that favor.

But looking at Lily now, I can also see how much Lily cares about Emily’s sister.

I’m not sure if I should express it as caring, but I can tell how angry Lily is.

Mana with such a terrifying, dreadful, and repulsive aura that just being next to it makes you want to scream and run away.

Mana that you absolutely don’t want as a friend. Mana that goes beyond demons or monsters.

As a Saint, I’ve seen countless demons, but I’ve never seen a demon with that kind of mana.

But thanks to Emily protecting me, I could stay there. It’s Emily’s request.

As I opened the door and went in, the scent of mana filled the air.

I can’t grasp how many spells have been cast. The vibration of the mana scent is so strong that it makes me wonder how much mana has been poured.

I pierced through the dense mana and entered the room, where a large bed was placed in the center.

It seemed like someone was lying there.

With curtains surrounding the bed, I couldn’t see exactly who it was, but I knew there was a person there.

“Isabelle, please… save my sister.”

“Yes, Emily. Trust me!”

I nodded at Emily’s request and reached for the curtain.

But Lily grabbed my hand.

At that moment, a horrifying sensation, as if bugs were crawling all over my body, passed through me and I instinctively pushed Lily’s hand away, screaming.

“Ahh!?”

“Oh, sorry. I’m having trouble controlling my emotions right now.”

“I-It’s okay…”

I almost cursed at her, but seeing Lily bowing and apologizing to me, I calmed my racing heart.

“Actually, the person inside is my fiancée.”

“Y-Your fiancée?”

“Yeah. So please, save her. I beg you. And I’ll say it again, she’s my fiancée.”

I didn’t understand why Lily was so worried, but she kept emphasizing that the person inside was her fiancée.

Wait, fiancée?

Emily clearly asked me to save her sister. To save her.

So, the person lying on the bed in pain is a woman.

But Lily is a woman. So, did two women get married?

I glanced at Emily discreetly.

With her white hair, sturdy expression that seemed like she would protect me no matter what, and comforting presence by my side, Emily was my first love. But I had never confessed my feelings to her, considering our same gender and her position as a saint.

But Lily, who was in front of me, got married to another woman despite being the head of a noble family… I was so envious.

“Wait a minute!”

As I recalled Lily’s words, something seemed off.

She emphasized that the person inside was her fiancée and warned me not to pry into it.

But the person inside was Emily’s sister, a woman.

“Why did she emphasize that I’m her fiancée? She’s a woman, so did she realize that I… like women!?”

*Gulp.*

Feeling like Lily was staring at me but also showing respect in her eyes, I nodded, and Lily carefully pulled back the curtain.

“Hmph, I love only Emily with all my heart as a saint. I don’t like all women, you know.”

Complaining to Lily about her unnecessary jealousy, I cautiously entered the curtain, and my world stopped.

A woman lying in front of me with her eyes closed.

It felt like she was the only woman left in the world.

Beautiful blonde hair, seductive lips that made me want to kiss them right away, and a large chest under the blanket that she insisted on. She was so beautiful that I almost rushed to kiss her, but I remembered my duty as a saint and Emily, so I restrained myself.

“That was close… I almost made a mistake.”

I almost rushed to the woman lying down, took off her panties, and… But who am I?

I love Emily and I’m a saint.

I came here to treat this woman. She is Emily’s sister and Lily’s fiancée.

But…

“She’s too beautiful, isn’t she…?”

How can someone be so beautiful?

I always thought the most beautiful person was a goddess, followed by Emily.

But the person in front of me shattered my beliefs.

As I stared blankly at the woman lying down, I felt a presence behind me.

I could sense someone behind me, and a mana so strong that I could instantly recognize who it was enveloped me.

“Could it be… were you watching me all along?”

It was dangerous. If I couldn’t resist my instincts and took off the woman’s panties earlier, would Lily have killed me?

Swallowing nervously, I approached the woman lying down seriously to assess her condition, starting with her neatly placed hand.

“So, why are your hands so beautiful!?”

The neatly trimmed nails on the slender, elongated fingers receiving meticulous care were more beautiful than mine. Not a single blemish on those clean hands.

Just looking at those hands made my mouth water.

“Can I… touch them?”

Although I felt like I might be in big trouble if I touched those beautiful hands that seemed like they were crafted by a top-tier artist, I reached out for her.

As I lightly touched her hand with mine, I could feel the soft texture of her skin.

*Gulp.*

After taking a deep breath, I activated my abilities with the utmost reverence.

I calmly delved into her body, trying to figure out why she was in pain, examining every inch of her to understand where the pain was, why it was there, and how it could be treated.

After some time, I sensed that something was amiss.

“How can a person possess such vitality…?”

This beautiful woman was slowly dying in real-time, heading towards her final destination.

It wouldn’t be strange if she died right now.

In order to understand why this was happening, I examined her body more closely and discovered the reason.

“Can a person be born with such little vitality…?”

As someone who had healed many people as a saint, confirming their vitality, I had never seen someone with such low vitality before.

It wasn’t that her vitality had decreased over time; it was simply overwhelmingly low from birth.

With this level of vitality, she would definitely die by the age of 30, no matter how long she lived.

I realized in that moment that while I could treat this woman, I couldn’t save her.