The Fortune-Teller Saintess - Chapter 92

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“Holy Lady! I was hoping to see you before returning, and here we meet like this! It looks like you’re on your way back from somewhere.”

“Ah, yes. I went to a missionary event and am just now returning.”

After a moment of confusion, I smoothly responded to Yuriel’s words.

At my answer, Yuriel smiled brightly and continued the conversation.

“I actually heard from Cardinal Barion. Where did you go for the missionary event this time?”

“Trivia Village.”

“Trivia Village? Isn’t that place famous for rejecting the Temple? Were you alright?”

Yuriel asked with concern.

Just as I was about to answer the flood of questions, Barion stepped forward and spoke kindly.

“Just making the residents of Trivia Village aware of God’s existence is a great achievement, Your Highness. Holy Lady Ellia wouldn’t have pushed the missionary work too hard, so you needn’t worry about that.”

“Well, it’s a bit different but correct. There weren’t any major problems. In fact, they warmly saw us off when we were leaving.”

“…They saw you off? The residents there did?”

Barion asked back as if he couldn’t believe it.

I shrugged my shoulders and nodded at him. Not only that, I pointed to the luggage carriage and said proudly.

“They even prepared gifts for us. They said it was to thank us for helping the village. Ah! They also donated money for the Temple!”

“…”

“…Wow.”

Unlike Barion who looked dazed, Yuriel grabbed my hands with sparkling eyes full of admiration.

“Holy Lady, you’re truly amazing! To have converted that Trivia Village!”

“It’s not that much…”

“No! You’re amazing, really!”

‘Is, is that so?’

At Yuriel’s praise, the corners of my mouth couldn’t help but twitch upward. How embarrassing.

Yuriel kept smiling brightly at me. Then someone approached him. It appeared to be Yuriel’s guard.

The knight came close to Yuriel and whispered something to him.

“Your Highness, that thing…”

“Ah! That’s right, indeed. Thank you for reminding me, Knight.”

Yuriel sent a grateful look to his guard, then took something from his chest and held it out to me.

It was a beautifully sealed letter envelope.

“My birthday banquet will be held soon. I’ve already given one to Cardinal Barion, but I’d really like you to come too, Holy Lady.”

When I opened the envelope at those words, I found an invitation to Yuriel’s birthday banquet inside.

Honestly, it felt burdensome, but I couldn’t show that in front of Yuriel, so I just smiled gently.

“If it’s alright for me to fill a guest seat…”

“What are you saying…! Please do come! If both of you attend, it will truly be a joyful birthday.”

“Of course. It’s none other than Your Highness’s birthday banquet, so we must attend.”

At Barion’s words delivered with a hearty laugh, I eventually swallowed my tears and nodded.

Then Yuriel smiled brightly as if delighted.

“Then I’ll see you both at the banquet.”

“Yes. We’ll see you then, Your Highness.”

Yuriel kept glancing back repeatedly before finally getting in his carriage and departing for the Imperial Palace.

I, who had been maintaining a forced smile, finally relaxed the corners of my mouth and let out a sigh of relief. The Holy Knights and Priests also began carrying luggage only after Yuriel had left.

Barion watched this scene intently, then turned to me and spoke.

“Holy Lady Ellia, you definitely said earlier that you converted Trivia Village…”

“Ah, not quite conversion. Just that they don’t reject the Temple like before…?”

“…It seems there are many stories I need to hear. Shall we go up to my office and hear them slowly?”

Barion said this with a gentle smile and walked into the Temple as if telling me to follow.

Tears almost came to my eyes at my situation of having to report without even resting after returning, but I held back and followed him.

“…That’s what happened.”

“…”

After finishing my report about what happened in Trivia Village, I glanced at Barion’s face.

Barion was lost in thought with his chin resting on the back of his hand. I didn’t know what he was thinking, but one thing was certain.

He didn’t look happy at all. Even though a village that didn’t believe in God had been converted.

‘Is it because he learned about the existence of enemies threatening us?’

Come to think of it, I had never once told Barion about the Seer. Perhaps he was in a confused state because of that right now.

I was clearing my throat, prepared to answer everything I knew if he asked, when Barion spoke.

“So that’s what happened. I understand well.”

“…Is that it?”

“Yes. You may return to your room, Holy Lady Ellia.”

“Yes?”

“Hmm? Is there something more you want to say?”

When Barion tilted his head and asked, I unconsciously spoke out in confusion.

“Aren’t you going to ask? About the enemy who tried to curse the village.”

“It’s certainly worrying, but I trust that His Highness the Crown Prince will handle it well.”

Barion said with a gentle smile.

At that, only I felt deflated, having prepared to explain about the Seer.

“Yes… If you say so. Then I’ll go to my room now.”

“Holy Lady Ellia.”

As I was about to quietly return to my room, I turned back at Barion’s call.

He looked at me with his characteristic deep ocean-like gaze and asked calmly.

“You’re not on their side, are you?”

“If by ‘them’ you mean the enemies who attacked Trivia Village, then no. Absolutely not. They’re unforgivable.”

When I answered firmly, Barion smiled gently.

“I see. I understand well.”

“Yes. Then I’ll really go now.”

“Please do. Rest well.”

After leaving the office with a farewell, I finally relaxed and let out a sigh.

On my way back to my room, I suddenly remembered the invitation Yuriel had given me and took it from my chest. As I quietly looked at the gold-trimmed letter envelope, Yuriel’s smiling face came to mind.

“It didn’t feel like he was lying…”

I felt uncomfortable for suspecting an innocent person for no reason.

The reason I suspected Yuriel was none other than because of Jacad.

When Moriel exposed Arjes’s identity in Trivia Village, there were words that Jacad had said.

‘If Moriel’s words are true, we need to put Yuriel on the suspect list too.’

‘The Second Prince, Your Highness? But he’s Your Highness’s brother.’

‘Yuriel is another prince before he’s my brother. He’s someone who could covet my position at any time. In fact, the Second Prince Faction including Marquis Evis wants that too.’

‘…’

‘Of course, I don’t think Yuriel is the type to do such things either. But… there’s always the possibility.’

Jacad looked very bitter when he said that.

The pressure of being Crown Prince might have sparked suspicion, but more than that, it seemed the memory of being betrayed by the nanny who raised him was significant.

Recalling Jacad’s expression, I continued my thoughts.

‘Is the Seer really Arjes? Or is it Yuriel?’

Or if not either… someone else?

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“Tower Master, preparations are complete.”

“What? How long has it been since I gave you time? Did you do it properly?”

“We did it properly! No matter how much less skilled we are than you, Tower Master, we’re not idiots who can’t finish in 3 hours!”

“It took 3 hours? What takes 3 hours to prepare such a simple magic circle? Don’t you think you need to relearn magic?”

“….”

Duke clenched his trembling hands into tight fists.

He had momentarily forgotten. Their Tower Master, Nein Opert, was this kind of person.

Feeling the humiliation and anger anew, Duke took a deep breath. No matter what, he didn’t want to lose his reason and rush at that madman only to face the aftermath.

However, he was curious about something.

“By the way, what were you thinking about that you didn’t even notice 3 hours had passed?”

“Thinking about the Holy Lady.”

“The Holy Lady? Why the Holy Lady?”

Nein, who had been walking ahead, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

While Duke tensed at the sudden action, Nein whirled around to face him and called out briefly.

“Hey.”

“Y-yes?”

“What comes to mind when you look at my face?”

Duke was momentarily stunned by the unexpected question.

Perhaps it was because he forced his thought process under the pressure to answer. After a moment, an honest response slipped out unfiltered.

“Want to beat the crap out of you? …Uwaaah!”

“Again.”

“An-angel! I think you have angelic beauty that no one in this world can match! Kheuk!”

Thanks to his survival instincts that shone in crisis, Duke was able to come back down to earth instead of ascending straight to heaven.

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