The Fortune-Teller Saintess - Chapter 75

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The Fortune Teller Saint

Chapter 75

Drip-

Rowen opened her eyes to a water droplet falling from the ceiling.

The damp Imperial Palace dungeon where no sunlight ever entered. That’s where she was imprisoned.

Occasionally the Crown Prince would visit to interrogate her, but she never told the truth.

The moment it was revealed that she had poisoned the holy relic, ‘His’ plan would be greatly disrupted.

Rowen didn’t care what happened to herself.

As long as everything flowed according to His will, the ‘Prophet’s’ will.

‘Prophet.’

Rowen closed her eyes and recalled the day she first encountered the Prophet.

The Prophet. God’s messenger who appeared before her one day.

He could hear God’s voice that others couldn’t hear. And he even understood God’s noble will.

God had given the Prophet a great mission. Rowen was someone who helped from below so the Prophet could carry out that mission.

For His sake, she could throw away this lowly life any number of times.

After all, as long as she served His will, her soul could only be bound for heaven.

‘I just need to endure like this.’

Everything is for the Prophet.

It was when she was muttering to herself.

Creak-

Rowen opened her eyes at the unpleasant sound like nails scraping inside her ears. And she faced an unexpected person.

A woman in pure white saint’s robes that didn’t suit such a shabby place.

Ellia was looking down at her.

‘Why is the Saint here?’

Though she felt wary, Rowen deliberately looked up at her with a nonchalant expression.

Ellia stared down at Rowen and slowly opened her mouth.

“Rowen Priest, why did you do such a thing?”

“…”

“Poisoning the holy relic, then trying to kill us when you were caught. Was it something that Prophet you believe in ordered you to do?”

Rowen had to make an effort not to waver. And she turned her head sharply away, meaning she wouldn’t answer.

Then she heard something rattling. Rowen, who opened her eyes slightly at that, was startled.

It was because the statue she used every time she prayed was placed right before her eyes.

“I found it in the house where you were hiding. Rowen Priest.”

Ellia bent down in front of Rowen and asked with sharp eyes.

“You’re a heretic, aren’t you?”

“Mmph…!”

Clank-

The chains binding her arms and legs made a loud noise as excited Rowen moved violently.

Rowen tried to suppress her anger and glared at Ellia.

‘Heretic, how dare she say such rude words!’

Strictly speaking, the god that Ellia and Rowen believed in was the same. The Prophet’s entourage was just secretly carrying out a mission given by God.

To Rowen, Ellia who betrayed God’s will and associated with the likes of mages was no different from a heretic.

But she couldn’t speak because of the gag in her mouth.

As she could only glare, Ellia suddenly stood up. Then she removed the gag from Rowen’s mouth.

When surprised Rowen widened her eyes, Ellia smiled and said.

“I was curious what a heretic would say.”

“We’re not heretics!”

“Then what?”

“Hmph! A mere Saint who betrayed the noble mission God gave us wouldn’t understand.”

Rowen turned her head away as if she wouldn’t answer anymore.

Ellia stared down at such Rowen and tilted her head.

“A mission given by God… Does that mean you people met God or something?”

“I won’t answer.”

“You’ll have to answer though?”

Thud-

Rowen’s eyes trembled as she turned her head at the dull sound.

Ellia was gently stepping on the statue with her foot.

“How dare you…!”

“Answer me. What is this mission God gave you people? What does it have to do with the Ritual of Veneration incident?”

“No matter what you do to me, I won’t answer!”

Crack-

The wing decoration attached to the back of the statue broke from Ellia’s kick.

While Rowen looked at the statue with devastated eyes, Ellia turned her back to her and said.

“Have an answer ready by the time I come back. By the way, it seems God gives you people missions but doesn’t give help?”

Glancing back at Rowen, Ellia coldly added.

“Seeing how there’s no response even in this situation.”

“You…! God will never forgive you! You demon who will fall to hell!”

No matter how much Rowen shouted, Ellia left the prison without looking back.

Left alone, Rowen tried to calm her anger, then hung her head looking at the broken statue.

Ellia’s words echoed in her head.

‘God doesn’t respond?’

That couldn’t be. God wouldn’t just abandon a good person like herself.

Surely He had His reasons too.

‘I will be saved. Surely, surely…’

It was when Rowen was muttering to herself and building her faith even thicker.

-Rowen.

“…!”

Rowen quickly raised her head.

A voice rang out. A voice where it wasn’t clear if it was male or female, adult or child.

Rowen looked around the prison with confused eyes, then cast her gaze toward the broken statue.

“Could it be… are you God?”

-That would have been nice, but unfortunately no.

“Then you must be the Prophet!”

The voice gave no answer. But Rowen’s eyes already lit up as if she was certain.

“Are you going to get me out of this prison?”

-Before that Rowen, I have something to ask you.

“Please speak, Prophet.”

-Do you believe in God.

Doubt flickered in Rowen’s eyes at the question that didn’t suit the situation.

Why ask such an obvious question?

“Of course. Why do you ask such a thing?”

-Then why did you fail the mission?

At that moment Rowen’s face turned pale.

She hesitated, then hung her head low and shouted.

“I’m, I’m sorry! The Saint happened to appear and ruined things…!”

-The Saint?

“I definitely injected poison into the holy relic as planned, Prophet. But the relic’s corruption was faster than expected, and the Saint discovered it, so I…!”

Silence flowed. At the Prophet’s silence, Rowen could only swallow dry saliva.

Then the Prophet asked.

-You hid the evidence that you injected poison into the holy relic well, right?

“Of course. I broke the poisoned vase that contained the holy relic and buried it in the ground near the house where I was hiding.”

-I see. Well done.

“Thank you… What?”

At the suddenly changed tone, Rowen quickly raised her head.

Just then, the prison door opened and people came rushing in. Saint Ellia, the Mage Tower Master, and the Crown Prince.

Rowen, who had been looking up at them with a dazed expression, belatedly realized the situation and her face turned pale.

“No way…”

“You don’t look well. Are you alright?”

Ellia smiled sweetly and spoke through the statue.

-Were you very surprised?

***

The method I used on Rowen was simple. I just pretended to be the Seer and tested her.

Before that, I asked Nein to cast magic on the statue. Through it, I spoke to Rowen from afar, pretending to be the Seer.

Of course, there were risks. If Rowen had sensed the magic power from the magic carved into the statue, it would have been a disaster.

So I used two methods. First, I let my divine power flow into the prison to disturb the energy, and second, I provoked Rowen to make her excited.

Having lost her composure, Rowen couldn’t sense the faint magic power emanating from the statue, and because of my earlier provocation, she firmly believed I was the Seer.

That’s how I eventually made her confess her crimes.

And we also found the pieces of the poisoned vase from the house where Rowen was hiding. With this, Rowen was completely trapped.

“Faith is truly frightening in some ways. I never thought this method would work.”

“You’re absolutely right.”

I agreed with Jacad’s words and stopped reminiscing.

Despite the twists and turns, Nein’s false accusations would naturally be cleared with this incident.

Having achieved what I wanted, a smile naturally formed on my face from the satisfying feeling.

Nein, who was sitting next to me, stared intently at me and spoke bluntly.

“You look happy.”

“Of course! Your false accusations have finally been cleared.”

“Are you that happy about it?”

“Then aren’t you happy?”

When I tilted my head and asked, Nein fell silent.

“…No.”

Nein, who had fixed his gaze on me, pulled up the corners of his mouth.

“I’m happy.”

It wasn’t his usual mischievous smile, but a gentle smile full of sincerity.

At that moment, my face turned bright red on its own.

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