The Saintess Is Too Good at Lying - Chapter 70

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The Saint Is Such a Good Liar! Episode 070
“Are you truly leaving?”
As I stepped outside the Cathedral, Cassandro asked. I nodded in response. I intended to pack my belongings immediately and depart from the Grand Cathedral.
“Everyone needs to understand that I wasn’t speaking idly. Especially you, Archbishop.”
Cassandro offered no further words, as though in agreement.
Yet his reluctance was evident, so I smiled and extended my hand to him.
“Thank you for everything. For helping me escape and all…”
I had remained docile throughout, told a single lie today to leave my room, and with Cassandro’s assistance, made my way to the Cathedral.
I hesitated briefly on how to conclude my words, then spoke with sincerity.
“I will miss you greatly.”
I meant it. Alongside Nora, he was the only person who had never deceived me and had always acted in my interest.
“…”
Rather than taking my hand, Cassandro simply gazed at me. I waved my hand, urging him to take it.
“Until you cross the threshold of the Grand Cathedral, you remain the Saint. Once you step beyond those doors, only then will I take your hand.”
“Very well.”
I withdrew my hand lightly and turned toward my room.
Yet the silence that followed was far more deafening than I expected…
“Your Holiness!”
As expected, I heard hurried footsteps rushing from behind. Turning, I saw Formoso.
He came to a halt, breathing heavily.
“What on earth… what exactly is this…?”
“What exactly are you doing?” I finished coldly.
Formoso flinched at my icy tone. I curved my lips into a smile and continued.
“I’m the one with questions, Archbishop. Why did you confine me?”
“Confine? Surely not.”
Formoso’s voice trembled as he spoke.
“You chose seclusion of your own accord.”
“Chose?”
I let out a hollow laugh and countered.
“What I chose was seclusion, not confinement, Archbishop. What fool would willingly choose imprisonment?”
“…Your Holiness.”
“But I must thank you. Thanks to you, I’ve found the perfect way to apologize to the Cassini Noblewoman.”
I bowed my head to Formoso in a final farewell.
“Please treat the new Saint well, Archbishop.”
“Your Holiness, you cannot simply leave like this!”
Formoso attempted to seize me, but Cassandro quickly intervened. Formoso’s voice erupted in anger.
“What are you doing, Cassandro?”
“I merely follow the Saint’s orders.”
“Step aside at once.”
“…”
But Cassandro turned his head to look at me instead of following Formoso’s command. As if telling me to trust him and walk my own path.
I nodded to him, then made my way safely to my room. I gathered the luggage I had prepared in advance and said goodbye to Nora.
“Nora, I’m leaving now.”
“Your Holiness…”
Nora looked equally unable to believe this situation.
“Are you really going to leave?”
She had been with me all this time and knew what choice I would make. I smiled softly and pulled her into an embrace.
“We’ll see each other again.”
“No. I can’t accept this.”
Nora suddenly pulled out luggage from somewhere. Then she spoke with grim determination.
“I’m coming with you.”
“You belong to the Temple, Nora.”
When did she even pack? I tried to stop her in confusion.
“If you follow me, you’ll suffer.”
“I had my fortune told recently, and they said I’d be cursed by heaven if I betrayed my master. You want me to be cursed?”
“It’s not betrayal. I just want you to live comfortably here. Your salary wasn’t paid by me anyway.”
“Since when have you been so worldly? Don’t you know that a turned ally is the most dangerous? If you don’t take me with you, you can’t leave either.”
Watching Nora shift tactics so quickly made me laugh despite myself. Had I grown attached to her? I’d probably be quite lonely without Nora.
I knew that thinking of the day we’d eventually part, I should sever these feelings, but foolishly, I nodded.
“Fine, let’s go together.”
“Hooray!”
Nora opened the door excitedly. I hadn’t done anything wrong, but something told me Formoso wouldn’t let me leave so easily, so I quickened my pace.
As expected, the Holy Knights blocked my path.
“How has everyone been?”
I asked after them with a smile that didn’t match the situation, and I could feel them hesitate. I continued in a gentle voice.
“Let me pass. I’m no longer a Saint.”
“Your Holiness, you cannot step down from the position of Saint in this manner. It is unprecedented.”
“Someone has to create a precedent.”
Just then, I spotted the man I’d been looking for in the distance. I raised my hand and called to him.
“Brother!”
Sergio quickly found me. He approached me rapidly.
Standing before me with the bewildered Holy Knights behind him, Sergio was there.
“Will you take Justitia Cassini home?”
Sergio also looked flustered, but he quickly nodded. Then he looked around at the Holy Knights and spoke.
“Open the way. Who dares block my path?”
“Duke, we follow only the Archbishop’s orders.”
“My knights follow only my orders. I have no desire to see blood spilled in the Grand Cathedral.”
“Let her through.”
At that moment, Cassandro’s voice cut through between us.
As Cassandro lowered the Holy Knights’ hands himself, they had no choice but to yield.
I smiled at him and offered my thanks.
“Thank you, Duke. I’ve relied on your help until the very end.”
“….”
Cassandro’s expression remained inscrutable as he lowered his head.
“Farewell, Saint.”
Before I could respond, Sergio wrapped an arm around my shoulders and led me away.
I turned to catch one last glimpse of Cassandro, still bowing deeply.
‘In the end, we never did shake hands.’
But then again, this wasn’t truly the end. I turned away without much regret.
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To my surprise, the carriage held only Sergio and me. As I glanced around, he asked.
“Who are you looking for?”
“Duke, I don’t see the Saint.”
“Lumiel remained at the Grand Cathedral for a time. She said she would meet with the Archbishop to discuss this matter….”
Since the very source of the problem sat before him, Sergio seemed rather uncomfortable. He narrowed his brow as he spoke.
“Are you truly giving up being a Saint?”
“Yes.”
I had even considered fleeing to some quiet place to live in peace.
But I wasn’t some heroine running away from a male lead in a regretful romance, nor was I burdened by guilt for crimes I’d committed.
Why should I retreat to the countryside? Where else could I find such abundant opportunities to weave lies as in High Society?
‘Since I’ve decided to grow closer to Sergio, I should remain at the Convent. Besides, once Lumiel enters the Temple, there will be no reason for our paths to cross.’
In the meantime, I could become the ‘true younger sister’ in Lumiel’s place.
“So suddenly?”
“As I mentioned, I believed this was the most certain way to atone to the Noblewoman.”
“…But you didn’t do anything wrong.”
“My followers committed the act. When a child errs, the parent must bear responsibility.”
I sighed and continued.
“I was also afraid of earning your resentment.”
“Resentment? From me?”
“Of course. Lumiel was injured because of me….”
“I’m not foolish enough to blame you for something that wasn’t your fault.”
A hollow laugh escaped me before I could stop it. Sergio reacted sharply to it.
“You sound like you don’t believe me.”
“I’m grateful for your words. But Lumiel nearly died in that accident—surely you must resent me.”
“I truly don’t. What will it take for you to believe me?”
“I’ll believe you if you take me to the Cassini Duke’s Residence.”
“That’s where we’re headed now.”
Sergio murmured in a bewildered tone.
“I never expected you to make such a request of me.”
“Right now, you’re the only one I can rely on. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologize. I told you—it’s your home.”
A brief silence fell. In that moment, I was distracted checking the gauge that had climbed so rapidly. 55.8%
“Though I wonder if you might find it uncomfortable.”
I was startled that Sergio would say such a thing.
The nuance suggested he meant Lumiel might not go directly to the Cathedral, which could make things awkward for her.
“Why would you think I’d be uncomfortable?”
Clearly, all my previous work had borne fruit.
‘If Sergio still saw Lumiel as purely innocent and naive, he would never say something like this to me.’
I suppressed the corners of my mouth that were rising involuntarily and asked. Sergio opened his mouth with a slightly flustered expression.
“It’s nothing in particular. Just…”
He fell silent for a long moment, as if searching for a reason.
“You spent so long as a Saint living in the Cathedral. I wasn’t sure how well you’d adapt to life as a noblewoman.”
It sounded like a hastily improvised excuse, one that didn’t even require a lie detector to see through, but I smiled without showing it.
“There won’t be much change, really.”
For now, I had to live as I always had. To avoid the stigma of abandoning the Saint’s life out of boredom.
“I’m actually pleased about it. I think living under the same roof with my brother will help us grow closer more quickly.”
I smiled radiantly and met Sergio’s eyes, and his gaze wavered.

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