The Fortune-Teller Saintess - Chapter 9

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The Fortune Teller Saint

Chapter 9

Smack-

“Ow!”

At the stinging sensation on my back, I pouted and turned my head.

But when I met Robelina’s terrifying gaze head-on, my words got stuck in my throat.

“Are you crazy, Ellia. How could you get involved with a mage?”

“Rina, not all mages are bad people. They’re just born with magic power instead of divine power.”

“I know that too! I also think the Temple’s policy of labeling them heretics just for being born with magic power is old-fashioned.”

“…I didn’t go that far in saying it.”

She really was the female lead. Making such radical statements so casually that it made me look around nervously.

“What I’m worried about is you getting into trouble because of the Temple’s policy.”

Robelina grabbed both my hands with a worried expression.

“What if you get into trouble for getting involved with a mage? Besides, seeing that person use spatial teleportation magic, he doesn’t seem like an ordinary mage either.”

“Don’t worry. It’ll be fine if we don’t get caught.”

“It’s not that simple a problem.”

“No. It is simple. I’ve thought it all through, so don’t worry too much and trust me a little.”

Robelina looked at me with conflicted eyes, then let out a deep sigh.

“Alright. If that’s what you want.”

“Hehe. Thanks. Oh, and.”

I looked up at Robelina, who was taller than me, and smiled brightly.

“Don’t be too wary of Nine.”

“Nine… you mean that mage from earlier?”

“Yeah. He doesn’t look it, but Nine is pretty kind too! So treat him kindly like you would anyone else, Rina.”

At my words, Robelina stared at me intently.

“Did you know that person from before?”

“No? It’s just a feeling I have!”

Feeling guilty, I awkwardly laughed it off.

When Robelina tilted her head and gave me a suspicious look, I hurriedly had to change the subject.

“His Holiness must be waiting! Let’s hurry back to the Temple, Rina.”

“Ah! That’s right. I had something to report too, but I completely forgot.”

Robelina suddenly looked urgent and quickened her pace.

Having successfully changed the subject, I let out a sigh of relief.

Rustle-

“Hm?”

Just then, I heard some sound from the garden.

Wondering if someone was there, just as I was about to step into the garden, I hesitated at Robelina’s call.

“Ria, hurry up!”

“Ah.”

I looked at Robelina, then glanced back at the empty garden.

‘Was it the sound of a bird flying away?’

“Ria!”

“Coming!”

Tilting my head in confusion, I hurriedly left at Robelina’s urging.

***

As soon as Robelina and I returned to the Temple, we immediately went to find Barion. It was to report what had happened at the Imperial Palace.

“…That’s what happened.”

Having finished my report, I glanced up at Barion.

Even after hearing that there had been a small problem with the Crown Prince at the Imperial Palace, he still had a benevolent expression.

“So that’s what happened. Since it involved matters related to the curse, His Highness the Crown Prince must have been temporarily sensitive.”

Barion was one of the few people who knew about Jacad’s curse. Thanks to that, the conversation proceeded smoothly.

“You both worked hard. I was quite worried when His Highness the Crown Prince suddenly summoned you, but it seems you handled it well.”

“I wouldn’t say we handled it well…”

Robelina hesitated and showed signs of wanting to tattle on what I had done to Jacad.

I hurriedly cut her off and smiled brightly.

“It was regrettable that His Highness the Crown Prince didn’t trust the results of the Sacred Relic, but I’ll work harder next time to earn His Highness’s trust.”

Of course, before that, Jacad would have to shout “Saint, I’m sorry” three times.

“You’ve become a reliable Saint, Saint Ellia.”

Barion drew a gentle arc at the corners of his mouth.

I could feel Robelina staring at me intently, but I deliberately ignored it.

“Well, let’s conclude this matter here… Next, there’s something I need to discuss with you two.”

“Something to discuss…?”

I tilted my head and glanced at Robelina. She also seemed unaware of what it was about.

Barion put away his benevolent smile, made a serious expression, and brought up the topic.

“You both know about the missionary events the Temple conducts, don’t you?”

‘Of course we do.’

Robelina and I nodded simultaneously. Even before becoming a Saint candidate, I used to occasionally go on missionary events with other priests.

I quite liked this activity of helping people in need and spreading the Temple’s influence. It was one of the few days I could escape the stuffy Temple.

“Originally, it’s the principle that the Saint leads the missionary events.”

“Oh…”

I exclaimed and thought.

‘Was there such a principle?’

Every time I went on missionary events, the previous Saint never participated?

As if noticing my confusion, Barion smiled and said.

“You two wouldn’t know well. Even just 10 years ago, the previous Saint also went on missionary events. Though she couldn’t participate after falling ill.”

“I see.”

“Now that a new Saint has appeared, it’s time to start full-scale missionary events again.”

‘I have a bad feeling about this.’

My heart grew cold at his statement, which sounded like the usual setup a boss lays down before dumping work on you.

Sure enough, Barion smiled broadly and said.

“Saint Ellia, prepare for the missionary event that will take place in the Outskirt Village in a week. Cardinal Dail, who handled the missionary events before the new Saint appeared, will help you.”

‘I knew this would happen.’

I wanted to run away, but there was no point in running away with my Saint status.

I bowed my head with tears in my eyes.

“I understand…”

“Sungbongwan Robelina, you should also help the Saint well.”

“I shall obey, Your Holiness.”

There was no sign of displeasure on Robelina’s face. It was truly befitting the character of the original female protagonist.

Looking at her, I thought.

‘I can’t ask her to run away with me.’

I clicked my tongue in disappointment.

‘Huh? Wait.’

A sudden thought occurred to me, and I asked Barion.

“Your Holiness, will the Holy Knights also accompany the missionary event?”

“That’s right. They need to protect the Saint and priests during the journey.”

Oh ho. Is that so?

I hid my sinister smile and said to Barion.

“In that case, I have one request.”

Barion readily agreed to my request after hearing it. Then he tilted his head and asked.

“I’ll arrange it that way. But is there a reason for such a request?”

“There’s someone I want to meet.”

I answered while glancing at Robelina. When our eyes met, Robelina sent me a puzzled look.

I grinned at Robelina in response.

***

After spending a day preparing myself mentally, Robelina and I received the handover of the missionary event from Cardinal Dail.

I had naively thought I could just go and do some volunteer work, but I had to immediately abandon that notion.

There were many things to worry about: procuring food and relief supplies, managing the finances accordingly, distributing tasks among the priests, and so on.

Still, that much was manageable. However, there was one problem that troubled both Dale and me.

“Hmm.”

“Mmm…!”

It was my sacred relic—the tarot cards.

“So… I need to use these cards to show the residents a performance—no, the divine grace bestowed by God?”

“That’s correct, Saint Ellia. It’s a tradition of the missionary events we conduct.”

“But how can I help the village residents with this sacred relic?”

“That’s the problem…”

Dale furrowed his brow as if deep in thought.

That’s right. Since this activity was called missionary work rather than volunteer service, the Saint had to help the village residents while simultaneously demonstrating the power of her sacred relic.

The power of the sacred relic was tantamount to divine grace itself.

One of the previous Saints had used her weapon-type sacred relic to hunt magical beasts around the village, and the original Robelina had used her water bottle sacred relic to heal injured people with holy water.

So here’s the problem.

How could I help the village people with tarot cards that predict the future?

“There’s only one answer.”

“What would that be, Saint Ellia?”

Dale asked with a curious expression.

I shuffled the tarot cards and answered as if it were obvious.

“Counseling for their concerns.”

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