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Amelia.

According to the words of the goddess, she is described as a beauty that can rival the country’s flowers.

Since she was young, it was said that the goddess, foreseeing her beauty, placed a curse on Amelia with various constraints and burdens.

To die at her most beautiful moment and come to herself.

However, there seems to be a problem.

It is said that although she should have already died and come to herself, for some reason, she did not die.

Yes. She thought she could live a little longer if she had good doctors and good facilities, but after a few months and years passed, she couldn’t bear it any longer.

So they chose me.

The goddess, who had already broken numerous rules and even created constraints, said that all her limbs were tied up.

The only thing left is to entrust me.

I quickly agreed to the goddess’s request and planned to live comfortably as a saint.

So I, following the trail of Amelia that the author, the Pope, had been looking for, began my search.

Utilizing my experience as an assassin in the underworld, I quickly started searching.

I found the rumored World Tree and confirmed the presence of numerous magical barriers there.

Amelia was here.

Breaking through all the magical barriers, I entered the World Tree and saw a child.

Looking at the child’s height and face, she appeared to be around 10 years old.

As soon as I saw the child’s face, I was inwardly surprised.

‘I never knew such a cute and pretty child existed…’

Wearing a heavily wrinkled servant’s dress, with disheveled hair that seemed to be neglected, yet possessing a shining, cute, and pretty little face.

She didn’t resemble her at all. But memories of my younger sister, who was kidnapped, raped, and killed when she was young, flashed before my eyes.

Seeing the trembling child, I closed my eyes and gently stroked her head, saying, “Are you okay? I never expected to find a child in a place like this.”

“E… E…?”

Despite her fear, I slowly embraced the child to comfort her.

Seeing her tears, memories of my sister being raped came flooding back, and my heart ached as I wiped away the child’s tears.

Even though this child is cute and pretty, it’s heartbreaking to see her dressed as a servant without proper care.

Without realizing it, I said something that shouldn’t have been said in front of the child.

I cautiously asked the frightened child questions to help her calm down.

But unexpectedly, the child said something unexpected.

“I… I am, Amelia…”

The child claimed to be Amelia.

Amelia is clearly a woman over 30 years old. Yet the child in front of me, even if she looks like she’s 10, is clearly a young child.

However, the child is not lying about being Amelia.

No matter how you look at it, she’s not Amelia.

There’s only one case where this happens.

It’s when the person truly believes they are Amelia. As soon as the child said that, I began to examine her body.

I detected an unbelievable amount of mana in the child’s body.

I couldn’t determine what type of mana it was, but I could roughly confirm its presence.

It seemed to be a type of mind control magic that allows surveillance and communication with the mind. In other words, it’s brainwashing magic.

Perhaps Amelia brainwashed this child to believe she is Amelia in case of such a situation.

The moment I realized this, an unbearable rage surged through my body.

Feeling my rage, the child fell into terror and started crying uncontrollably. It was then that I realized my mistake.

As I wiped away her tears and embraced her again, I noticed marks on the child’s neck.

As the collar of her servant’s dress fell down, revealing the marks, my eyes widened.

It wasn’t something I wanted to say to a child I had just met, but now that I had seen it, I had to confirm it.

With a trembling voice, I obtained permission from the child and untied her servant clothes, finally able to see her body.

The signs of assault were so prevalent on the child’s body that there was hardly a spot untouched, with even marks of strangulation on her neck.

It was a clear indication of how despicable Amelia truly was.

Seeing the state of her upper body, it was obvious what condition her lower body and precious parts were in.

The child’s face was flushed red.

I couldn’t forgive Amelia for mercilessly assaulting such a small, cute, and pretty child.

Whether it was a request from the goddess or anything else, I was determined to kill Amelia in agony.

I reassured the anxious child not to worry, that everything was okay, and that I would protect her, as I took out the scroll I had brought to comfort her.

Although I wanted to find and kill Amelia right away, there was no sign of anyone else in the World Tree except for the child.

First and foremost, I needed to heal this child who was so emotionally wounded that she could barely speak.

As soon as I used the scroll, the child began to struggle.

It seemed like she was brainwashed not to leave this place or to resist if anyone else came.

For now, I blocked the mana maintaining the magic and held the child tightly in my arms.

“What have you done to a child… Just hold on a little longer. I will heal you.”

As I used the scroll, a bright light enveloped us, returning us to the location set by the scroll.

Perhaps due to motion sickness from teleportation, the child had fainted.

“Have you arrived?”

“Yes.”

“And the child…?”

“She’s my younger sister.”

“Younger sister?”

“Yes. Don’t worry, I will take care of her. Can you prepare a bath for her?”

“Of course.”

First, I removed the dusty and worn-out servant clothes and tried to clean her body.

“Was she menstruating?”

Considering how severe her upper body was, I thought her lower body would be in a similar state. But the child’s condition was more serious than I had imagined.

I closed my eyes tightly.

The sight of her swollen and bloodied private parts, as if she had been assaulted and found dead on the street, overlapped with the memory of my deceased sister.

I quickly cast a healing spell on the child using the power of the saint bestowed upon me by the goddess.

“It’s not healing…”

The marks of assault all over her body remained, but thankfully, her swollen private parts had subsided.

“Did she use magic to conceal this…?”

It didn’t matter if she was a beauty. With such a despicable personality, there were many like Amelia even in the afterlife.

Deceiving, robbing, and killing others while believing in their own beauty.

Of course, I had also engaged in such actions, but I had only killed truly evil individuals like Amelia.

The marks left on the child’s body were the only hope for her recovery.

I wrapped the child in a clean blanket to keep her warm and waited.

“The bath is ready, Your Holiness.”

“Oh, thank you. Ah.”

“Your Holiness?”

I realized that I didn’t know how to handle a child after only killing people in the afterlife.

I might unintentionally hurt or scare the child again, like I had done before by emitting a deadly aura or swearing in front of her.

Sister Mina, who had been by my side helping me since I became a saint, showed vitality, kindness, and maternal love.

“Sister Mina, do you have younger siblings?”

“I am the eldest sister, and I have three younger sisters.”

“Is that so? Can you help me with something?”

“I don’t know what it is, but I understand.”

Together with Mina, I carefully laid the child wrapped in a clean blanket in the bathtub.

After preparing to enter the bathroom with Mina, I untied the child’s blanket.

“Wow…! How can such a cute child…”

As soon as Mina saw the child, she covered her mouth with her hand in surprise.

“Your sister… how…”

“She’s not my sister. I rescued this child this time.”

“I see… Who could have done such terrible things to this child…”

“It was done by a wicked person named Amelia.”

“She deserves to be punished…”

“Yes. I will definitely deliver the punishment.”

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What…?

Why do I always wake up bathing after losing consciousness?

Moreover, this is a completely unfamiliar bathroom. I thought Seogwusu Unni’s house was incredibly luxurious. The bathroom I see now looks like a royal palace.

And.

A scary woman who threatened to kill me and a kind woman I’ve never seen before were carefully washing me naked.

What is this…?

Are they cleaning me up nicely just to eat me…?

“Have you woken up?”

“…”

“You must be very confused. This is the Holy Kingdom of Levank.”

“… What?”

Levank… that’s definitely the country where Saint Isabelle is.

I know for sure that the Pope is trying to rape and execute Saint Isabelle and she fled the country because of it.

Could one of the reasons for kidnapping me be to offer me to the Pope?

I can’t stay here. I absolutely do not want to be raped by a man.

Even though I am a woman now, I will never do anything with a man. Absolutely not.

“I hate it…! I hate men…! I don’t want to be raped…!”

I tried to break free from the hands holding me and run away, enduring the pain in my body, but it was futile.

“Amelia… did you really force this child into prostitution…!!!”

“How could such a thing… Ugh.”

‘Oh my…?’

I was becoming the worst kind of trash in the world.