Time-limited Saintess, You’ve Been Caught by the Tyrant Once Again

At that moment, a pleasant and calm voice rang out. As Ellin lifted her waist, which was bowed in surprise, she could see Erich approaching.

“Greetings, Your Majesty. I’ve been looking for you because you weren’t in the accommodation, but you were here.”

“I just came out to see the scenery of the temple.”

Erich met the Emperor’s Eyes with a smile. Meanwhile, Ellin watched them as she was unwittingly nervous about it. The relationship between him and Arkan was always the worst, especially after Erich became the Pope.

“High Priest Erich.”

At her call, Erich approached Ellin. He then stood in front of her and faced Maynard. It was as if he was hiding Ellin behind and trying to protect her.

“That’s what I ordered. She, who doesn’t know manners, may make a mistake to His Majesty, so she shouldn’t come out at this time and remain inside the Saint’s residence.”

“…Then, why didn’t she say that in the first place?”

“What would Sir Maynard think if Ellin said that I didn’t let her come out here? That she, believed to have High Priest Erich’s favor, was making excuses? So, how could she say that?”

Maynard could not answer his sharp question.

Ellin realized then that Erich and Maynard were not on good terms either. Contrastingly, in her previous life, the two were not on bad terms. It seemed that there were so many things that were different from her previous life now.

“It’s not like that. The Priest is overly wrapped up with this woman.”

“Sir must have been dissatisfied with her because she’s a commoner.”

Witnessing the situation unfold, Ellin was dumbfounded. To show that the paladin and Priest were at odds, even before the Emperor, because of herself… Was it such a thing to show the temple like this? Looking into Arkan’s eyes, it was already evident that he was having fun.

Either way, this was shameful.

Ellin, who had a strong identity as the Saint, could not ignore this. She stood between them, coming out from behind Erich’s back.

“High Priest Erich just takes more care of me because I’m a commoner. And, Sir Maynard was afraid that I might be negligent because of it.”

At her calm words, Erich and Maynard both looked at her. Ellin smiled as she gazed at the two men before continuing.

“It’s all because I’m not good enough, so I’ll try my best.”

As she spoke politely, Maynard looked speechless. At the same time, Erich was dissatisfied though he bit his mouth because he knew why she said that.

Arkhan, who was watching the situation silently, raised the corners of his mouth.

“I’ve never executed a commoner for not being accustomed to etiquette, but everyone’s doing it too much.”

“….”

“It’s mainly the royal family or the aristocracy that I killed.”

His words were even chiller than his voice. Although his tone was light, the smell of blood seemed to lace in the remark. As he continued, Arkan looked at Ellin’s face.

“I think I know what everyone in the temple thinks of me.”

He spoke frivolously, but those words made the surroundings cold again.

“This person has never done me any disrespect.”

Ellin was puzzled.

‘…He’s not going to kill me?’

Because she found out his secret, he could just frame her for her rudeness and execute her. After all, no one would defend the commoner Angelia anyway. In the first place, Arkan was not someone who would care about reputation. However, he protected Ellin with a look on his face that she did not know what he was thinking.

“Go in now, Ellin.”

Ellin nodded her head at Erich’s smooth words and headed for her residence. Conversely, She was afraid that there might be an assassin who would later deal with her, but luckily, she managed to get into her room safely.

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Liliana was posing as the fake saint with the patronage of the Emperor—Ellin came to that conclusion.

…Then, should she tell Erich about this?

She remembered Erich.

He already thought that Liliana was not the real saint. He would believe Ellin. He is wise and clever, so in one way or another, he would prove Liliana false and uncover her lies. In addition, he would hold the emperor for that as well.

Lying on the bed, dazed in thought, Ellin slowly stroked her neck. The wound left was already scabbed over, and she healed it with her divine power.

‘I should report to Erich immediately.’

In the first place, he was already desperately looking for the Saint… However, what would he do when he learned that and decided to pursue the real saint and found out that Ellin, who was right next to him, was the Saint?

…Then, the tragedy might repeat itself.

But, what would happen if Erich, who is quick-witted, found out himself?

‘…It’ll be the same again.’

It was Erich, who became the Pope, who killed Arkan.

He was a forced husband and they never mixed flesh. Even between them, there was nothing but hatred. Nevertheless, it was because of their first and last kiss they had before he went to the battlefield that Ellin knew he was warm… nevertheless, that warmth turned into the coldness of his dead body.

…It was because Arkan lost the battle with Erich and returned as a corpse.

Erich was precious. She hated Arkan… Still, the warmth of his lips never faded. In any case, she should not get caught. Not only that, Liliana’s power would be stronger again after last night, so…

‘I hope I never see that cold body again.’

“Let’s not tell him yet.”

Eventually, Ellin came to a conclusion. It was because the figure of his dead body kept coming to mind.

“When I return… When I return alive, I’ll tell you.”

In the end, she would never know what he was going to say.

‘If he couldn’t say it, why did he kiss me?’

“I… I wish you were alive.”

One day, Erich would find out, but she hoped and hoped that the time would be delayed, even just a little.

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