The Magical Holy Woman Seraphina - Chapter 2

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Magic Saint Seraphina
Episode 2
Handsome!
Radiant!
He looks young too!
But!
Something sharp about him.
Is this what you’d get if you compressed pure essence and shaped it into human form?
Beneath bright golden hair without a trace of impurity lay a pale, delicate face—the kind that drew sighs just from looking at it. A lean, taut frame that spoke of discipline.
The man with graceful features and irritation etched into every line snapped at the adulterous couple.
“Why on earth are you scattering dust in a public place? Do you have no sense of decorum?”
“You—”
The unfaithful man spun around, indignant, but his mouth snapped shut the instant he caught sight of the Imperial Knight Corps uniform draped across the stranger’s shoulders.
The man, for his part, had already dismissed the couple from his mind.
His gaze fixed instead on me, attending to the unfaithful woman beside him.
“I’d like to purchase a handkerchief.”
“Oh, um—”
I left the couple to Ellie, who’d picked up on the shift immediately, and headed toward the register.
“Navy with silver embroidery, correct?”
“Yes.”
“Fifty today?”
“Yes.”
……
……
We clearly knew each other, yet the silence sat heavy and strange.
“Doesn’t carrying fifty handkerchiefs around get heavy?”
“Would it?”
Always buying navy. You must prefer dark colors.
“Do you know what I prefer even more than dark colors?”
“What?”
“Staff who ring up my purchase quickly.”
……
I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
I wrapped fifty handkerchiefs in paper and slid them across the counter.
He came so often that I’d started pre-portioning them in batches of fifty.
The moment he took the bundle, he tore one open and meticulously cleaned the fingers that had brushed against mine.
Without a word of farewell, he left—shouldering through the door rather than touch the handle with his hand.
I turned back to find the couple had vanished. My coworker approached with a question.
“Who was that? He’s gorgeous.”
“Oh. My junior from the Academy.”
“Wait—you’re an Academy graduate?”
“Yeah.”
“Then why work here? Shouldn’t you be with the Imperial Knight Corps like him? At minimum, the Imperial Palace administration.”
“Well, it’s just—”
You have to pay forty million Gold toward the School Development Fund when you graduate. That’s the cost of a small carriage, and they won’t graduate you unless you pay.
I couldn’t. I don’t have it.
So I work here. Trying to save up and graduate.
“Anyway, that guy is seriously handsome. Like a prince.”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“He seems to come by a lot.”
“He does. Almost every day, from what I’ve seen.”
Buys handkerchiefs every time.
“What’s his name?”
“Arden.”
I watched him recede into the distance as I answered.
In this weather, he doesn’t even seem cold. Just the one coat, and he strides along without hesitation.
Just then, an older man coming from the opposite direction sneezed violently—Achoo!!
Arden stopped abruptly.
He looked down at his coat, draped over his uniform—the spray barely a droplet—and his expression remained utterly blank.
Then he simply removed it and threw it into the waste bin.
Arden, dressed only in his uniform, walked away in that same awkward shuffle.
“Ugh.”
I shook my head without thinking.
‘He really does have it rough.’
He was popular back when he attended the Academy, right? But every time someone—man or woman—tried to approach him, he’d do exactly that.
So as far as I know, he graduated without ever dating anyone.
What good is being handsome if you’re like that?
Honestly, what woman would ever take him home the way he is…….
“Excuse me! You gave me the wrong clothes!”
“Oh my, let me check for you! Do you happen to have your receipt? Ha ha, you threw it on the floor……. Let me pick it up and take a look…….”
“Ellie, are you all right? You don’t look well.”
“I’m fine! Just a little tired, that’s all.”
“Can’t blame you for that. Go on in.”
“Take care, everyone!”
Past midnight, I parted ways with my coworkers in front of the costume shop.
Our boss, Madame Scrooge, insisted we leave the moment the shop closed—she didn’t want to pay overtime—so she always made sure to give us work right up until five minutes before closing.
(May the place go under.)
The last thirty minutes we had to work without getting paid for it.
(I’ll have my revenge, I swear it.)
I made my way to the Boarding House, where I’d been living since my student days because the rent was cheap—a single dress from Scrooge’s Costume Shop would cover four months’ worth.
“Siiigh.”
I hunched my shoulders against the cold and breathed out a heavy sigh.
“That startled me. I didn’t know you could lift someone like that.”
Two years now since this Supernatural Strength suddenly appeared in me out of nowhere.
I thought I’d adapted to it by now, but the moment I let my guard down, I lose control of my strength.
‘The power came from such a suspicious source that I can’t even go to a hospital to have it checked.’
Besides, I don’t have the money for a hospital anyway.
Really. If something had to suddenly appear, why not money instead of power?
“Siiigh…….”
I pulled my tattered old coat closer as the wind whistled through it, and sighed once more.
Why do people who look like adulterers get to enjoy secret rendezvous in broad daylight and live well, while honest people like me end up cleaning up napkins these cheaters throw away?
“The world is broken.”
Working every single day without a break, and my salary is only 1.5 million Gold.
Even if I don’t spend a single coin, it would take over two years to save up 40 million Gold.
Surely there’s something wrong with this system, right?!
“Siiigh!”
That’s when it happened.
Something wet touched the back of my leg.
I looked down and saw a dog.
A Maltese.
A fluffy-looking Maltese pressed its dark, wet nose firmly against my leg.
Not stupid.
A fluffy-looking Maltese.
Small, and very round.
Someone had even put a Yellow Backpack on it, and the little dog shook itself off.
Then it opened its mouth and—
“Finally found you, Seraphina!”
“?!”
“Why are you so late all the time! You should come earlier!”
The dog is talking?!
And it knows who I am!
“Seraphina, listen carefully!”
What?!
“You’re destined to become a Magic Saint!”
“…….”
A Saint? What are you talking about?
“That’s why.”
So you’re not actually a dog—you’re a Divine Beast.
“I received a Divine Oracle to find the Magic Saint, and that’s why I came to you?”
“Exactly right!”
“Ha. A dog running a con game.”
“I’m not a dog!”
Divine Beast, protested the scoundrel Maltese indignantly.
“Let me explain everything!”
My room on the second floor of the Boarding House, where wind whistled through the window cracks.
The Maltese, claiming to be Divine Beast, stood on all fours with grandiose confidence.
Though his expression remained decidedly fluffy.
The fluffy Maltese spoke.
“Seraphina. The world right now is overflowing with the forces of evil.”
People who’ve clearly committed wrongs, yet occupy a gray zone beyond legal punishment.
Cunning nobles who slip through the cracks of the law with money, power, and connections.
To teach those people that justice still lives in the name of the Divine—
“A Magic Saint is needed!”
“I see.”
“Infiltrate the homes of villains, gather evidence! Steal back stolen goods and return them to their rightful owners!”
“Right.”
But here’s the thing, pup.
You’re talking about breaking into people’s homes to implement justice, stealing things if necessary—
That’s not a saint. That’s just a criminal, isn’t it?
“That’s why you hide your identity!”
By day, I’m ordinary. By night, the Magic Saint!
“So you have to conceal who you are too?”
How thorough. A full-fledged crime spree.
Well, it doesn’t really matter to me.
“Yeah. I’m not doing it.”
Not happening.
“Why!”
The Maltese, apparently unprepared for rejection, leaped straight up with his ears flapping wildly in protest.
“Why! Why won’t you do it!”
“Isn’t doing it even stranger?”
A Magic Saint?
That’s something teenagers do.
‘My starry-eyed childhood ended long ago—the moment forty million Gold in School Development Funds landed on my shoulders.’
I wasn’t about to let some dog appear out of nowhere on my commute home, cry “Chosen one! Become the Magic Saint!” and then let myself get swept away thinking “Of course! I really am special!”
“Besides, I’m hearing the term ‘Magic Saint’ for the very first time today.”
“Of course! The Magic Saint only appears when the world is in chaos!”
A being sent down by the Divine to purify the world, to keep history’s wheel turning in the right direction!
“They’re not supposed to appear at just any time!”
“At just any time?”
“Right, not just any time!”
“When was the last Magic Saint?”
“Nine hundred and fifty years ago!”
“Are you serious?”
That was before the Empire even existed!
“Where exactly did you dig up this ancient relic to push onto me… wait.”
I narrowed my eyes and asked.
“Did the Divine specifically choose me by name?”
“Yes!”
“Why?”
I’ve never donated a single coin to the Temple or said a prayer in my life.
“Seraphina! On Academy graduation day, you touched the Divine’s statue at the front gate, didn’t you?”
“…….”
How did you know that?

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