I Didn’t Save You To Get Proposed To - Chapter 46

I was strangely nervous. The Marchioness, Niel, Heim, Aiden, and Ixion were also seated together in the drawing-room. I sat still and took a deep breath while holding White.

 

Niel says he doesn’t feel any divine power in White, but he also doesn’t have any black magic, so don’t be too worried. It would have been wonderful if the monk could purify me with his divine power, but I wasn’t thinking about that when I heard Niel and Heim. I wish I could learn more about divine power, but as Niel points out, I shouldn’t expect too much. Still, it would be preferable if the monk just said, ‘You’re a saint? I’m not sure. It’s difficult to say for sure,’ and all the rumors were broken.

 

It was too much for the knights and the people of the Marquis to keep calling me “Saint” again and again. Furthermore, if I was discovered to be a saint for no reason in Marquis and then turned out to be a monster in Marquis, it would be a bother to the Marchioness, who had taken me in as her adopted daughter. As expected, false rumors keep people awake.

 

As I was swallowing my dry saliva, and the butler came in and said,

 

“The monk, Severo Merril, has arrived.”

 

When the ‘Elsia’s Saint Theory’ first came up, I naturally denied it. Words like ‘I can’t remember well, I can’t be a Saint’, on the other hand, couldn’t stop the rumors from spreading quickly. Should I have been angrier and said no? I didn’t aggressively respond to rumors at first because I didn’t expect things to grow this big. Besides, I didn’t want to be suspected of becoming a monster because I had been in a cave in another world for so long.

 

I wanted to die peacefully, and I didn’t want to be branded as a “monster” in front of others. ‘It’s something I don’t know very well,’ I said, hoping that these nonsense rumors would soon go away. However, Niel and Heim were right. People choose to believe what they wanted to believe.

 

It turned out that I, their beloved Marchioness Evgeny’s adopted daughter, was “a saint” rather than “Princess of a foreign enemy country.” Whatever the case may be, I wish he will put this rumor to rest. Please don’t look at me with respectful eyes while I go around the territory. I’m hoping people’s attention will be turned away from me!

 

“I give my greetings. The precious people are seen by the humble servant of God.”

 

Severo, who was guided by the butler, was a middle-aged man. He was dressed strangely, and in plain terms, he could hardly be described as handsome.

 

“Nice to meet you, I’m Elsia Evgeny.”

 

He sat in front of me and greeted me politely. I turned to his barefoot without realizing it, and he coughed in vain.

 

“I want to be as close to the land that God has given me as possible.”

 

“Oh, yes…”

 

Niel, who was seated next to me, responded as if he was having fun.

 

“If I go any closer to the heavens God has given me, I’ll lose my mind.”

 

‘What’s this crazy personality?’

 

Even before the Marchioness said anything, Severo responded with a calm voice. “According to God’s will, as the wizard grows older, he will go closer to heaven.”

 

“These days, God has a tendency to curse. I need to learn black magic to avoid it.”

 

Severo turned to me and smiled softly, ignoring Niel’s snort. “I’ve always wanted to see you, Saint, as someone who has dedicated my life to serving God.”

 

“I see.”

 

I spoke with confidence.

 

“How do I look? Do I look like a Saint? I heard you’ve served God all your life.”

 

“Wait—”

 

He answered softly.

 

“Let’s take a look at the purified monster.”

 

“Be careful.” I said as I placed White on the table very carefully. “He’ll bite people if it’s not me.” Like any other animal, White would not attack humans for no cause, but he did have a habit of biting them hard when they tried to pet him.

 

“I’ll be alright since I’m one of God’s people. He can’t help but feel drawn to me, as I share the Saint’s energy.” When Severo approached White, the result was—

 

“Mwa!”

 

“Ah—”

 

He was constantly bitten by White’s teeth.

 

“Mwa.”

 

I let out a sigh and put White in my lap.

 

“Please give me your hand, I’ll use healing magic. Even if it’s not a big deal, the bleeding will stop right away.”

 

“Thank you.” I was able to stop Severo’s bleeding hand to some extent. “This monster appears to be entirely purified.”

 

‘Where the hell are you going?’

 

“It’s just the old habit of trying to show me intimacy. He felt sorry. He still wants to apologize. It’s definitely the power of God.”

 

“Mwa.” White screamed angrily. I replied awkwardly, feeling somewhat embarrassed. “Ah. Yes.”

 

A look of disbelief appeared on the faces of everyone present, but no one spoke those words out loud. Because none of us knew much about God.

 

“And when I saw the Saint in person—”

 

I looked at him with anxious eyes.

 

“I can feel the familiar sacred energy.”

 

When I heard the words, I came to a sad conclusion in my mind. He’s a swindler. He would be a voice phishing person if I lived in my world. Or someone who lived on the street and asked, “Do you know the way?”

 

“Pft, hahaha— Yes, you’ll feel the sacred energy. Of course you do.”

 

Niel, the only one who knew the truth, couldn’t hold back his laughter and replied. I quickly looked at other people’s expressions. Heim had a look of indifference as expected, and the Marchioness had a sour look on her face. Ixion and Aiden were just keeping a straight face.

 

“I’m sure you’re a Saint. I’ll guarantee it.”

 

“What do you mean sure?” Having calculated this situation, I replied as if I was displeased.

 

“No one knows about God. How do you guarantee it?”

 

“It’s possible that I don’t know. But I spent a lot of time studying theology. Theology has been passed down through books even though the temple is no longer standing.”

 

“I don’t believe I’m a saint, but what evidence do I have that I am? With the exception of White. I’m not sure who he is.”

 

“Because the saint does not believe—.” As he slowly rose to his feet, everyone’s eyes moved quietly along him.  “I’ll perform the ceremony and show it once more with the eyes of a pure soul.”

 

“—Ceremony?”

 

“Since ancient times, it has been passed down as a ritual to summon God.”

 

Severo took a long breath and glanced at me. Then he started twisting his body in an odd position.

 

“Prince.”

 

Aiden spoke to Ixion in low voices, as if he couldn’t bear it any longer. It was too loud for the next person to hear a whisper. “Our God must be cruel. You’re in that position, right? That’s not as common sense as I thought. There was a reason why the world looked like this.”

 

Ixion seemed to be struggling to remain neutral. “You know nothing, Aiden, so you can’t just talk. What do we know about God?”

 

I was also amazed and looked at the middle-aged swindler with my chin on. Standing on one leg, crossing the other leg strangely, balancing and leaning over—.

 

Wait.

 

I jumped to my feet with White in my arms.

 

“Monk!”

 

Everyone seemed surprised by my unexpected behavior, but there was no time to care. I grabbed him by the arm and shouted, face to face at him.

 

“Where did you learn this, this? The posture to call on God?”

 

“O-of course, we serve God—”

 

“So where did you learn this!” I asked as if I had pushed him. “I heard there’s no temple anymore!”

 

“T-that’s right. I heard that Artise remains in ruins, but I can’t go there—”

 

“So where did you see this?”

 

It was ridiculous to the point where strangers saw it, but—. It was a ridiculous mess that I didn’t know at first either.

 

As if I was being so serious, Severo said with a face that looked like it was going to hiccup.

 

“I-in theology—”

 

It was definitely yoga.

 

******

 

After eating dinner and drinking, I locked myself in my room.  Anyway, the swindler wanted to fill his career with ‘I’ve seen the Saint myself.’ The interest in the newcomer, who has nothing to do anymore, has disappeared, my head was complicated. As Niel said, my mana fluctuated while I did yoga.

 

Niel couldn’t even imitate a simple pose. He claimed that neither divine nor black magic had much of an influence on me because I practiced yoga.

 

“I don’t want to die, either!”

 

The voice I heard the moment I was dying.

 

“Save him. Please, you can do it.”

 

I granted the voice’s request.

 

“And I want to live— I want to live, too. I don’t want to die like this.” 

 

But if it goes on like this, I’ll die.

 

“You have chosen a soul that seems to fulfill your wishes in many ways.” 

 

I wasn’t possessed at random. Elsia Artise had chosen a suitable soul.

 

‘Am I just waiting for the day when I’ll die depressed?’ Is it possible that I’m thinking whether I’ll die quickly at Ixion’s hands or as a result of Niel’s experiment?’

 

He said that even if I was forced to live by divine magic, there was not much time left. I looked down at White. It was a capital city where I was curious about the identity of White but I didn’t think about going. But—.

 

“You saw in theology?”

 

Then I also needed to read some theology. The place with the most data was the Imperial Library. It was not like me to give up on Niel’s words that no one had the divine power to purify me. No matter how much I hated the capital and the palace, I thought I should do my best for my life.

 

‘If I take the initiative in looking for divine power, I might have some new clues. I’m the most appropriate soul chosen by Elsia.’

 

I was still thinking, and suddenly I heard a knock.

 

“Lady.”

 

I came to my senses with an unexpected voice. The main character of the voice was Aiden.