The Fortune-Teller Saintess - Chapter 59

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The Fortune Teller Saint

 

Chapter 59

 

“Cough, my apologies for the late introduction. I am Camuen, the imperial physician.”

 

The man who had been coughing violently, Camuen, finally calmed down and introduced himself.

 

I didn’t show much reaction since I already knew his identity, but the others couldn’t seem to do the same.

 

Everyone’s eyes widened at the mention of imperial physician.

 

“Why would the physician in charge of the imperial family be in a place like this…?”

 

“I took a vacation to come here.”

 

“No, that’s not what I meant…”

 

Robelina, who had asked the question, broke out in a cold sweat.

 

Regardless, Camuen looked back at me with intense eyes.

 

“I received the Holy Lady’s letter. Somehow you knew about my research and contacted me saying you could help. I couldn’t help but come after seeing that.”

 

“Is that true, Holy Lady?”

 

Robelina asked me.

 

I scratched my cheek and nodded.

 

“It’s true. I called Camuen here.”

 

I glanced toward Airi’s room and added.

 

“To treat Airi’s illness.”

 

“Let me say this upfront – even if it’s the Holy Lady’s request, my research takes priority over treating patients.”

 

Robelina’s expression hardened slightly at Camuen’s cold words. Hamel’s face also turned pale.

 

Everyone seemed a bit disappointed by a doctor who prioritized his own research over patients.

 

But I understood Camuen’s feelings.

 

“I know. It’s because of your illness, isn’t it?”

 

Camuen froze at my words.

 

“…How do you know that too?”

 

“It’s all thanks to the Sacred Relic.”

 

When I smiled cheekily, Camuen, who had been glaring at me with suspicious eyes, let out a deep sigh.

 

“You’re right. Treating my illness comes first. My research is also to create medicine to cure my disease. That’s why I came all the way down here after receiving the Holy Lady’s letter.”

 

Lifting his head slightly, Camuen added quietly.

 

“I hope my efforts won’t be in vain.”

 

“Don’t worry. Here, first.”

 

I placed a sack of medicinal herbs in front of Camuen.

 

Camuen looked back and forth between the sack and me with a puzzled expression.

 

“These are herbs for the medicine to treat your illness.”

 

Startled by my words, Camuen hurriedly tore open the sack.

 

His eyes filled with disappointment the moment he saw the herbs.

 

“Sigh, this is just medicine to reduce coughing. Do you think I haven’t tried these herbs? They were completely useless…”

 

“And this, this, and this too.”

 

When I brought out other medicinal materials I had obtained from the apothecary, Camuen’s eyes wavered slightly.

 

While he examined the list of materials, I placed my hand on my hip and said.

 

“You need to use all these materials to make the medicine. Oh, and include the Snowfield Echo herb you brought too.”

 

“How do you know that too…! No, I’m not even surprised anymore.”

 

Camuen sighed and glanced at the materials, then muttered quietly.

 

“This combination is certainly unfamiliar. How should I mix them?”

 

“I don’t know that either.”

 

“…What?”

 

I shrugged and said confidently.

 

“I’m a saint, not a doctor. I don’t know about mixing either. That’s something you’ll have to figure out, Camuen.”

 

“…”

 

“My help ends here! I’ll leave the rest to you, Camuen?”

 

“Co-cough! Cough, gack!”

 

Camuen’s eyelids trembled, then he burst into a coughing fit.

 

I led the others out of the orphanage so as not to interfere with his research.

 

***

 

“Ria.”

 

“Yeah?”

 

“Is it okay to leave Camuen like that?”

 

At Robelina’s worried question, I glanced at the orphanage building.

 

Since it was quiet inside the orphanage, Camuen’s research seemed to be progressing smoothly.

 

“It’ll be fine. He may look like that, but he’s the imperial physician. And he’s serious about curing his own illness.”

 

“If you say so.”

 

Only then did Robelina sit next to me with a somewhat relieved expression. Then she looked at the silver cup in my hand and asked.

 

“But why do you keep holding that? If we get a sacred relic from this incident, there’s no longer any need to turn that silver cup into a sacred relic.”

 

“That’s true, but it would be a waste of all the divine power I’ve put into this cup so far. Who knows? Maybe if I keep at it, I’ll create a second sacred relic.”

 

“That would be nice.”

 

When I spoke while infusing divine power into the cup, Robelina smiled brightly.

 

“This ordinary thing will become a sacred relic?”

 

“Ah!”

 

Just then, the cup in my hand flew away and landed in Nein’s hands.

 

Nein examined the silver cup from various angles and said bluntly.

 

“No matter how I look at it, it’s just an ordinary cup.”

 

“It might be now, but if I keep infusing divine power into it…!”

 

“It’ll still just be a silver cup.”

 

“Ugh.”

 

When I puffed out my cheeks, Nein chuckled and handed over the cup.

 

Taking the cup back almost snatching it, I spoke with a spirited voice.

 

“Want to make a bet? Whether this cup will become a sacred relic, or remain an ordinary object like you said.”

 

“Oh?”

 

“Ria, it’s better not to do unnecessary things…”

 

“Are you saying you don’t trust me, Robelina?”

 

“Th-that’s not it, but.”

 

Robelina protested with a flustered face. Seeing that only made my competitive spirit burn brighter.

 

Nein smiled like a child who had discovered something interesting and asked me.

 

“Fine. If I win, what will the Holy Lady do for me?”

 

“An additional wish voucher. How about it?”

 

“A wish voucher. Well, the more the better.”

 

“But if I turn this cup into a sacred relic, you have to grant whatever I want for one day.”

 

“Sure, whatever. What’s the deadline?”

 

“Until the Founding Festival ends.”

 

“Good. The bet is on.”

 

Nein’s chuckling face had never looked more annoying than today.

 

‘Just wait. I’ll definitely flatten your nose.’

 

“You two get along well.”

 

While I was burning with competitive spirit, Hamel approached carrying snacks.

 

Nein frowned and replied curtly.

 

“Not particularly.”

 

“Is that so?”

 

Hamel looked at Nein and chuckled.

 

Apparently thinking it wouldn’t work on Hamel anyway, Nein eventually closed his mouth.

 

‘To make Nein shut up. I want that skill.’

 

I was looking at Hamel with respectful eyes when our gazes happened to meet.

 

Hamel looked at me with a gentle smile and suddenly said.

 

“Just like with the previous Holy Lady, I’m truly grateful to this Holy Lady as well. I don’t know how I can repay this kindness.”

 

“Please don’t say such things. But what do you mean by ‘the previous Holy Lady’?”

 

Had he met the former saint before?

 

When I asked with a puzzled expression, Hamel began to speak in a wistful voice as if reminiscing.

 

“The previous Holy Lady had also visited this village before. She often stopped by the orphanage to play with the children. With Nein too…”

 

“Father.”

 

Just then, Nein interrupted Hamel’s words and spoke in a cold voice.

 

“Let’s leave it at that.”

 

“…Yes. That would be better.”

 

“…???”

 

I looked back and forth between them with wide eyes, then stared intently at Nein.

 

‘So Nein… has met the former saint before?’

 

“What are you looking at?”

 

Perhaps feeling uncomfortable, Nein asked bluntly.

 

Sensing that Nein might do something if I pressed further, I quickly shook my head.

 

‘I’ll ask about it casually later.’

 

“Holy Lady sister!”

 

Just then, a child from the orphanage came running over. It was Sarnok, who had climbed the mountain with us earlier.

 

Sarnok hesitated for some reason, then when I tilted my head curiously, he suddenly extended his hand that had been hidden behind his back.

 

“Please take this!”

 

“A flower?”

 

What Sarnok offered was a white flower. It seemed he had picked it while going to the mountain.

 

‘But why is he giving this to me?’

 

I accepted it since he was offering, but when I looked at him puzzledly, Sarnok’s face turned bright red.

 

“It’s, it’s a gift! I brought it because I thought of you, sister.”

 

“Oh? Th… ank you?”

 

“If you like it, I’ll bring you another one next time.”

 

At those words, I stared intently at the flower the child had given me.

 

The flower itself was pretty, but Sarnok’s feelings contained in this flower felt even more beautiful.

 

So I smiled gently and said.

 

“Yes. I’ll ask you for another one next time.”

 

“…!”

 

At my words, Sarnok’s face lit up brightly.

 

After Sarnok left, I sat on the bench and quietly gazed at the flower while spinning its stem round and round.

 

Then Robelina chuckled beside me and said.

 

“Ria, you look happy?”

 

“Well, a little? It’s also my first time receiving a flower as a gift from someone.”

 

“That’s right.”

 

Robelina glanced behind me and added meaningfully.

 

“Your first flower gift from a boy.”

 

“Huh?”

 

Following Robelina’s gaze, I turned my head and saw Nein and Lucian standing side by side.

 

For some reason, both of them had their ears dyed bright red.

 

Among them, Nein muttered quietly with a sulky expression that didn’t match his reddened ears.

 

“It’ll wilt soon anyway, so what’s so good about a flower gift.”

 

“Why? It’s still pretty though.”

 

“There are many things prettier than flowers.”

 

Nein said that while staring directly at me.

 

When I tilted my head at the sudden gaze, Robelina and Hamel quietly let out soft laughter.

 

Bang!

 

Just then, with a loud sound, the orphanage door opened and Camuen came outside.

 

His eyes were shining more clearly than ever before.

 

“I’ve completed the medicine.”

 

At those words, I jumped up from my seat.

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