The Fortune-Teller Saintess - Chapter 1

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The Fortune Teller Saint

Chapter 1

‘I’ve been waiting for this day alone.’

It’s been about three years since I was possessed into a romance fantasy novel. I’ve been waiting for this day for the past three years.

The day the female lead earns the title of Saint.

And.

The day the original story begins!

“Ellia!”

“Hm?”

I hurriedly turned my head at the voice calling me.

A woman with brilliant pink long straight hair, and the protagonist of this world.

The female lead Robelina was looking at me with sparkling blue eyes.

“What were you thinking about that you couldn’t hear me calling you several times?”

“Sorry, Lina. I’m a little nervous.”

“Nervous? Hmm. Well, the Saint Selection Ceremony is now facing its final trial.”

‘The reason I’m nervous has nothing to do with that though.’

I laughed at Robelina’s words and stared intently at her.

The Saint Selection Ceremony.

An event to select a saint who appears only once per century.

Actually, it wasn’t a particularly important event to me, but it was different in this original world’s setting.

Because it was an important event where the female lead Robelina, who was a saint candidate, would be reborn as a true saint.

Me? I’m also a saint candidate, but since I know the future where Robelina will become the saint, I wasn’t particularly excited about it.

Rather, what I was looking forward to was Robelina’s romance.

This world was inside a reverse harem romance fantasy novel centered around Robelina!

‘Once the original story starts, the male leads will appear one by one. Who was the first male lead to appear?’

Just imagining it made me smile.

“Hehehe…”

“Ria, why are you laughing so creepily?”

“Ahem, it’s nothing. I’m just excited.”

“About the Saint Selection Ceremony? You were pretending not to care, but you were secretly looking forward to it.”

“Well, something like that.”

I casually brushed off my answer to Robelina’s words.

In my previous life, I loved this novel’s world.

Was that the influence? I was possessed into Ellia, Robelina’s best friend and fellow saint candidate.

Ellia’s role in the novel was small for a main character, but large for a supporting character. She was a character who appeared briefly whenever Robelina had troubles to help her.

If I had to find a similar role in other novels, it would be like a maid who follows around a noble young lady protagonist.

‘That was actually good for me.’

As a devoted reader who loved the original work, I could watch Robelina’s romance from close by until the very end!

‘Thank you, God.’

I didn’t particularly believe in God in my previous life, but I’ll try to be faithful from today on.

I was having such irreverent thoughts when—

“Candidate Ellia, Candidate Robelina. The final trial of the Saint Selection Ceremony will begin soon, aren’t you being too noisy?”

I turned my head to look toward where the voice came from.

Sierra, a fellow saint candidate like us, was glaring at us with annoyed eyes.

“Please maintain your dignity. The Saint Selection Ceremony is a great and sacred ritual. How can you be chattering like this?”

“We’re sorry, Candidate Sierra. We were thoughtless.”

Robelina offered an apology.

Meanwhile, I looked at Sierra with sullen eyes.

We were currently waiting in a room before the final trial of the Saint Selection Ceremony. In other words, it was fine to chat a little here.

Moreover, Sierra ignored other people having conversations and specifically called out only Robelina and me. True to her character of always picking fights with us, she couldn’t let a single day pass peacefully.

Still, I didn’t want to cause unnecessary trouble, so I was going to just apologize appropriately and move on.

“I’m sor…”

“I really can’t understand how people like you became saint candidates.”

At this moment, I regretted even uttering the first two syllables of “I’m sorry.”

‘Should I endure this or not?’

I was contemplating whether to say something while feeling my insides boiling when—

“Well, knowing how to care for priests like you would be a true virtue of a saint.”

But I couldn’t hold back at that line.

Not anger, but laughter.

“Pfft…”

The moment my laughter burst out, the surroundings became quiet.

Especially Sierra glared at me with terrifying eyes.

“What’s so funny, Candidate Ellia?”

“I’m sorry. I couldn’t help but laugh. It seems Candidate Sierra has firm faith that she’ll become the saint.”

“Is that wrong? At least among us, I seem to have the most potential. If there’s anyone who’s been more devout than me, let them come forward.”

Sierra was confident.

Certainly, Sierra had excellent grades in theology exams and showed exemplary behavior.

But so what?

“I’m not sure if someone who’s been putting down ‘people like us’ priests has the qualities of a saint.”

When her personality is rotten.

“Ha!”

Sierra let out a hollow laugh. Her face was completely red as if she was hit where it hurt.

I sneakily hid behind Robelina and looked at Sierra.

‘No matter how hard you try, the real saint is our Robelina.’

Hmph!

I stuck out my tongue to provoke her, and Sierra’s expression became increasingly entertaining to watch.

“Is there some problem?”

Just then, the door opened and a priest appeared.

Sierra, who had been glaring at me, suddenly changed her expression 180 degrees and smiled sweetly as she answered.

“There was no problem at all. We were just having a brief chat out of excitement before the final trial of the Saint Selection Ceremony.”

“I see.”

‘She’s certainly good with words.’

I had to admire Sierra’s eloquence.

The priest, not noticing anything, smiled gently and said.

“The preparations for the final trial of the Saint Selection Ceremony are complete. Shall we move along?”

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Following the priest’s guidance, we arrived at the location where the final trial would take place, ‘The Room of Selection.’

Someone was standing in front of The Room of Selection. Recognizing him, I and the other saint candidates hurriedly bowed our heads.

“We greet His Eminence Cardinal Dail.”

“You’ve all come well.”

Cardinal Dail welcomed us with a bright smile.

“The Saint Selection Ceremony now faces its final trial. You’ve all worked hard to come this far.”

“We were able to come this far thanks to Your Eminence’s care.”

“Haha, what have I done? It’s all thanks to your abilities and efforts.”

Dail, who had been laughing pleasantly at Sierra’s words, swept his eyes over the saint candidates.

“I don’t know which of you will become the saint, but I can be certain of one thing. Whether you’re chosen as the saint or not, I believe you will continue to embrace and care for each other unchanged.”

‘You might want to put that faith aside for a moment.’

I had irreverent thoughts while glancing at Sierra.

Perhaps having similar thoughts, I made eye contact with Sierra who happened to be looking this way.

While we were secretly having a staring contest, Dail finally spoke the words I had been waiting for.

“Now, we will begin the final trial of the Saint Selection Ceremony.”

Gulp—

The sound of swallowing could be heard from here and there. Robelina, standing next to me, also seemed nervous.

I grabbed Robelina’s cold hand and secretly mouthed the words.

‘It’s okay. Everything will work out fine.’

Robelina’s eyes widened at my words, then she smiled brightly.

I grinned at Robelina, then stepped into The Room of Selection together while still holding her hand.

The Room of Selection was more like a small hall than a room. Six pillars stood in the dark edges, surrounding something.

And at the center where the six pillars intersected. There was something radiating a dazzling light.

A transparent glass tube that shone brightly, reflecting the light coming down from the ceiling.

I could instinctively tell that the object contained within was the final trial and test of the Saint Selection Ceremony.

“The final trial is simple. You just need to be chosen by that sacred relic.”

“How can one receive that selection?”

“No one knows that. However, according to the words of past Saints, they could feel it the moment they saw the sacred relic. That this sacred relic was an object given to them.”

The saint candidates, including Sierra, threw various questions at Dale. Only Robelina and I stood quietly.

Even that brief silence was broken when Robelina spoke to me.

“It looks like an ordinary deck of cards. What do you think, Ria?”

“…”

“Ria?”

Robelina’s puzzled voice calling my name reached my ears clearly.

But I couldn’t answer. No, I didn’t have the presence of mind to answer.

‘What the hell…’

The moment I saw the object called a sacred relic, I bit my lips hard to keep from screaming.

‘Why are the tarot cards I used in my previous life there!’

There was no mistake.

The familiar card illustrations, the appropriately worn appearance that seemed ready to fit in my hands at any moment.

The ‘THE FOOL’ card on the front was shamelessly welcoming me, its owner.

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