The Fortune-Teller Saintess - Chapter 71

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The Fortune Teller Saint

Chapter 71

There was no time to resolve my doubts. Nein immediately threw a question at me.

“From what I can see, your body hasn’t fully recovered yet, so why did you come here?”

“When I’m about to be framed for trying to poison someone, how could I just sit still?”

Saying that, I poked Nein’s arm.

Then Nein’s face stiffened slightly.

“Are you crazy? Why would the Holy Lady step forward for that? Are you determined to get kicked out of the Temple?”

“Yes. I’m determined. That’s why I came after making a scene.”

“What?”

I proudly explained how I had revealed my relationship with Nein to the Temple before coming here.

Nein listened to my words with a dazed look, then eventually placed his index finger beside his temple, spun it around, and asked.

“Holy Lady, did you go crazy after nearly dying?”

“Hey! It’s not like that!”

“Then why did you do such a thing?”

“Because I wanted to prove your innocence. And.”

Trailing off, I recalled what the sacred relic had told me in my dream.

‘You must not let the Mage Tower fall.’

‘I still don’t understand the meaning of those words, so it’s better not to bring up unnecessary things.’

Having made my decision, I turned my gaze to Jacad who had been watching us. When our eyes met, he sent me a puzzled look.

“Like Your Highness, I wanted our relationship to become more dignified too. We’re friends, after all.”

“…Are you serious?”

“Yes.”

When I nodded confidently, Nein scrunched up his face. Rather than being in a bad mood, he looked quite conflicted.

Then Lucian spoke to Nein.

“Don’t you have something to say to the Holy Lady?”

Nein glared at Lucian, then eventually let out a small sigh.

“…Holy Lady, you’re no longer my playmate.”

“Huh…?”

My heart sank for a moment.

Could this be a declaration of cutting ties?

I could tell it wasn’t through his next words.

“Instead, let’s try what the Holy Lady said. Though I don’t know how long it’ll last.”

“That means… you’ll be friends with me?”

Nein didn’t answer. He just blushed slightly.

That alone was answer enough.

I smiled brightly and grabbed Nein’s hand, shaking it up and down vigorously.

“You finally admitted we’re friends!”

“I already said it. I don’t know how long it’ll last.”

“What are you talking about? Once friends, always friends!”

“Is that really so?”

Nein smiled mischievously as he looked down at me.

I paused for a moment at his somehow mysterious and deep gaze.

‘What’s this? It doesn’t seem like the way you’d look at a friend.’

And somehow my face felt hot too…?

Just as I was thinking that.

Swoosh-

“…! Count Lucian?”

Lucian, who had approached at some point, pulled me back. His face looked urgent for some reason.

Lucian glared at Nein with a gaze full of wariness, then spoke to me.

“Holy Lady, I’m sorry to interrupt, but now is the time to think of countermeasures.”

“Ah!”

“Countermeasures?”

I explained to the puzzled Nein what I had discussed with Jacad just before he arrived.

“…So that’s how it is, we’re trying to find that priest. It would be more certain to check the remains of the corrupted sacred relic, but we can’t do that.”

“Hmm.”

At my words, Nein stroked his chin and pondered something, then soon opened his mouth.

“I can solve that problem.”

“Huh? What?”

Does he mean he can help find the priest?

While I was tilting my head in confusion, Nein pulled something from his chest.

It was a crystal orb-shaped magical communication device.

When Nein injected mana into the communication device, a gruff voice soon echoed from inside the orb.

-What is it now, you little brat.

“Huh? Lord Wilrend?”

I widened my eyes at the familiar voice.

The person Nein had contacted was the former Mage Tower Master, Wilrend, to whom I had once shared my divine power.

Recognizing my voice, Wilrend’s gruff tone brightened considerably.

-Oh! Isn’t it Saint Ellia. How delightful.

“It’s been a while since I greeted you. Have you been well?”

-I’ve been doing fine. If only this Nein brat didn’t provoke my anger.

“Haha…”

I could only let out an awkward laugh at his pitiful words.

Then Nein, who had been silent, joined the conversation with an indifferent voice.

“Old man.”

-Why are you calling, you little rascal.

“I need you to return what I gave you before.”

‘What he gave before?’

Unlike me who was puzzled, Wilrend seemed to understand immediately and snapped irritably.

-Hey, you brat! How petty to give something then take it back!

“When the fate of the Mage Tower is at stake, how can it be petty? It’s all noble work.”

-What do you mean? The fate of the Mage Tower is at stake?

“If you’re curious, bring that thing and come to where I am. Right now.”

-…

No sound came from the communication device. I wondered if Wilrend was angry and glanced nervously at the orb.

But after a moment, I felt a flow of mana nearby, then heard Wilrend’s voice.

Not from the communication device, but right next to us.

Thwack-

“Here! I brought it, you rude brat!”

“Tsk.”

Nein, who had blocked Wilrend’s swinging staff with magic, clicked his tongue quietly.

Wilrend seemed displeased that he couldn’t hit Nein and kept grumbling.

“Such an ill-mannered brat. Making an old man come all this way…”

“Ria, who is that person?”

Robelina, who had approached closer, asked with a curious face. Lucian showed a similar reaction.

On the other hand, Jacad looked like he already knew Wilrend’s identity.

“He’s Lord Wilrend, the former Mage Tower Master.”

“The former Mage Tower Master?!”

“Hmm?”

Hearing the commotion, Wilrend looked this way. Robelina seemed nervous, her face slightly stiff.

But Wilrend’s attention was directed not at her, but at Jacad.

“It’s been a while, Your Highness. I hope you’ve been well.”

“It has been a while, Wilrend. Trouble, you say. These days I’ve had quite a bit of trouble because of your disciple.”

“…Did that boy Nein cause some kind of trouble?”

Wilrend asked with a serious expression.

Jacad shook his head and answered.

“More precisely, he got caught up in something.”

“What do you mean….”

“Holy Lady.”

Just then, Nein called out to me. All eyes in the room turned to him.

Regardless, Nein held something out to me.

“Take this.”

“This is….”

What Nein handed me was the rod that Wilrend had wielded against him.

But looking closely….

“…This is a corrupted sacred relic?!”

“What?”

When I held out the broken branch to Robelina, who had approached in surprise, she said with a shocked expression.

“It really is. Lord Nein, when did you grab this?”

“I grabbed it right when I went berserk.”

Nein glanced at Wilrend and added.

“I thought if I gave it to that old man to use for experiments, he might be able to extract something from it.”

“Cheeky brat.”

Wilrend grumbled.

But perhaps because of what he’d heard from Jacad, worry for Nein was evident on the old man’s face.

I quickly spoke to Jacad, hoping to ease that worry even a little.

“Your Highness, please call Lord Camuen.”

“Camuen?”

Jacad tilted his head.

I nodded and added.

“I want to check if there’s poison on this branch.”

***

“Hmm.”

Royal physician Camuen, who had come at Jacad’s summons, examined the remains of the corrupted sacred relic from various angles.

After a moment, the conclusion he reached was exactly as I had expected.

“Poison was detected on the tip of the branch.”

“…!”

“As I thought.”

I muttered quietly with a bitter expression.

This proved that the priest who had been watering the sacred relic was the culprit behind the Ritual of Veneration incident.

‘But why? Was he perhaps commissioned by the Second Prince Faction?’

As I quietly continued my thoughts, Jacad spoke with a sigh of relief.

“Then the culprit has been revealed. Will you go to the Temple right away?”

“We should. We just need to bring that priest before Your Highness, right?”

“Right.”

I nodded and immediately began planning to catch the culprit with the others.

Then Wilrend approached and spoke to me.

“Saint Ellia.”

“Ah! Lord Wilrend. Thank you for bringing the remains of the corrupted sacred relic. It was a great help.”

“I should be the one thanking you. To think the Saint would go to such lengths for Nein and the Mage Tower.”

I felt embarrassed for no reason and scratched my cheek at those words.

Wilrend chuckled as he watched me, then held something out.

“Take this.”

“This is… a mana stone?”

It was a mana stone that seemed to contain Wilrend’s magic power.

When I tilted my head, Wilrend spoke seriously.

“When you meet that priest, throw the mana stone on the ground and break it.”

“What is this for?”

“You’ll understand when you use it.”

My head tilted even more at his meaningful words.

“Ria?”

“Ah, I’m coming!”

At Robelina’s call, I immediately ran over to her.

With the mana stone Wilrend had given me tucked in my arms.

***

After that, we immediately moved to the Temple.

However.

“…He’s disappeared, you say?”

That priest had already vanished without a trace.

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