The Saintess Is Too Good at Lying - Chapter 76

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The Saint Is Such a Good Liar! Episode 076
“It looks like Lord Cassandro is on a date.”
Even holy knights can marry, I suppose.
“So glamorous beauties are your type, then.”
“She is quite pretty.”
Something about Nora’s casual agreement irritated me in a way I couldn’t explain. Without thinking, I took a sip of tea and blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
“Justitia is just as beautiful.”
God, what was I saying? Sure enough, Nora was staring at me with a bewildered expression.
The embarrassment was unbearable. I shot up from my seat.
My chair scraped loudly backward, drawing every eye in the room—including Cassandro’s. Was there any hole I could crawl into?
Wait, what did I do wrong? Why should I hide?
Our eyes met for a moment, and his expression shifted to something like surprise. Right, I hadn’t expected to run into him here either.
I approached Cassandro with an unbothered smile.
“My, what a coincidence to see you here.”
“Do you know her?”
The woman across from him asked Cassandro with a puzzled look. Of course, not everyone recognized my face.
“No.”
Cassandro replied in a tone so cold it was almost cruel, then turned his attention back to the woman.
No? I stared at him in disbelief, but he didn’t even glance my way. This was unprecedented, and it felt deeply unsettling.
“Please, continue. Where exactly was the last place you saw the child?”
“Well, that’s…”
The woman wore a thoughtful expression and paused deliberately.
“I’m not quite sure… it’s hazy…”
…
“Maybe if we had dinner together, it might come back to me.”
As the woman curved her lips into a smile and changed the subject, Cassandro stared at her intently.
What? Surely he wasn’t falling for such an obvious ploy? It was transparent—she had nothing to say and was just fishing.
“I’m afraid I have a prior engagement.”
Cassandro replied flatly.
At least he wasn’t foolish enough to fall for that.
I felt a wave of relief wash over me, but the woman pressed on relentlessly.
“A prior engagement? With whom?”
“That is…”
“Me.”
Seeing Cassandro struggle for an excuse, I quickly raised my hand and interjected.
Both of them turned to look at me in shock. The woman’s expression turned distinctly sour.
“Really?”
…
Cassandro fell silent for a moment, then nodded.
What? He was fine making up lies about prior engagements, but this?
“I suppose there’s no helping it, then. I won’t hear what I want to hear.”
“Excuse me.”
Either way, I needed to verify whether this woman would actually be of help to Cassandro or not.
“Do you have anything you’re planning to tell this man?”
“Of course!”
[That’s a lie.]
I let out a scoff. Ah, I knew it would come to this.
I whispered in a voice only Cassandro could hear.
“You’re lying right now.”
Cassandro looked at me with an odd expression. I shrugged and extended my hand to him.
“Let’s go. We’ll be late for the Restaurant reservation.”
Cassandro stared at my hand for a moment, then slowly took it and stood.
I walked out of the Cafe with Cassandro, holding my head high. But the moment the cold air hit me outside, my mind cleared.
‘What was I meddling in?’
It wasn’t like me at all. Why had I done that?
No, I’d only helped because I didn’t want Cassandro’s clumsy lie to be exposed.
“…It’s been a while.”
After a brief silence facing each other, I spoke first.
Cassandro stared at me intently, and the moment I felt his gaze, the hand I was holding grew oddly tingly, so I quickly pulled away.
I continued speaking with an awkward smile.
“Have you been well?”
“Yes.”
Cassandro answered briefly, then asked.
“Have you been well, Your Holiness?”
“I’m not the Saint anymore.”
“Ah.”
Cassandro lowered his head with an embarrassed expression.
“My apologies. It’s become such a habit… I should call you the Cassini Noblewoman instead.”
“Hearing that name from you feels strange too. Just call me whatever you like.”
It reminded me too much of Lumiel. I frowned slightly before asking him.
“You didn’t get in trouble for helping me escape, did you? I’ve been worried about that.”
“You needn’t concern yourself.”
The fact that he never outright denied it suggested he had indeed been punished. Too embarrassed to apologize, I changed the subject.
“What about that woman from earlier? She didn’t seem like a lover.”
“….”
“…Is she your lover?”
“No.”
Cassandro shook his head.
“She’s a witness in a case I’m investigating. I was conducting an interview.”
“Is something wrong?”
“That’s….”
He opened his mouth, then closed it just as quickly. Watching his tightly sealed lips, I asked with confusion.
“You can’t tell me?”
“It’s something that shouldn’t be known to outsiders yet.”
Outsiders. The word that drew a line struck me, and I stared at him with a vacant expression.
“I apologize.”
Cassandro bowed his head, driving the point home. Right, I’m an outsider now.
“Well, it’s fine. I wasn’t that curious anyway. More than that, you’ve picked up quite a few lies since I last saw you.”
“Did I lie?”
“The prior engagement. You said you had a prior engagement to reject that woman’s proposal, didn’t you?”
Cassandro fell silent. What…? Did I just make a fool of myself? My face flushed in an instant.
Come to think of it, when did this man ever become so good at lying? Embarrassed, I cleared my throat awkwardly.
“Then you should have answered right away. I thought you were hesitating….”
“You spoke rather quickly.”
“I know, I know. I was too impatient. Sorry for butting in.”
Embarrassed, I mumbled while pursing my lips, and Cassandro stared at me intently.
I narrowed my eyes and asked.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
Cassandro seemed flustered for a moment, then averted his gaze.
“I apologize.”
“No, don’t apologize. What were you thinking?”
“Just….”
Cassandro paused briefly before answering.
“I was thinking it’s a relief to see you’re doing well.”
“I seem to be doing well?”
“It appears so on the surface.”
“I’m actually doing well. I eat expensive, sweet macarons to my heart’s content.”
I shrugged and asked.
“Still, you do worry about me, don’t you? That’s touching.”
“I always do.”
I’d expected at most an answer like “of course.” The unexpected response made my mind freeze for a moment.
Cassandro’s gaze met mine with the same seriousness as always, and without thinking, I began to ramble.
“I, I don’t always worry about you.”
“The Saint worries about all things in this world, so if you were to worry about me as well, it would be far too exhausting.”
He certainly knows how to speak prettily. I laughed and changed the subject.
“Anyway, thank you for worrying, but I’m doing fine, so you don’t need to always worry. Just occasionally….”
No, something feels off about this too. I stopped speaking and waved my hand dismissively.
“You should go. You said you had an engagement.”
Cassandro bowed respectfully.
“Until we meet again, Saint.”
I’m not a saint, I sighed, watching Cassandro’s retreating figure grow distant.
Perhaps it was because this was the first time I’d merely observed his back rather than walked beside him. Something felt oddly unsettling.
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When I stepped back into the Cafe, the woman was nowhere to be seen, but Nora was waiting for me in the same spot as before.
Nora brushed away some cookie crumbs clinging to the corner of her mouth and asked me.
“Did your date fall through?”
“It wasn’t a date, apparently.”
“Well, that woman didn’t look particularly upset about it.”
I regarded Nora with a puzzled expression. I hadn’t exactly been courteous, had I?
“What kind of expression was she making?”
“Just… hmm, how do I put it? It’s hard to describe exactly. Like she felt relieved? Satisfied? She was smiling as she left.”

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