“Hey! What the hell are you doing?”
I was blankly staring at the crowd when I came to my senses and asked.
Then the lion answered in a quiet voice, wagging his tail.
“Come to think of it, it’s already been over a thousand years since I lived in that cave. I didn’t have anywhere to go.”
“Why don’t you have anywhere to go? Just go back to where you used to live!”
“If I go back home, all my friends will be dead already. Wouldn’t it be lonely to live in a place where I don’t know anyone?”
“No, why would someone who has lived alone in a cave for a thousand years worry about such things now? And if you’re lonely, why don’t you make new friends?”
The lion laughed at my words.
“What kind of friendship do you have with those so young? Yes, I think it’s better for me to just spend time with you, who I can communicate with.”
Then he added something he wanted to say.
“You dragged me out of the cave, so it’s only right that you take responsibility for what happens next. Don’t you think so?”
“Ha, what kind of nonsense is that? I never led you out of the cave in the first place! How can I, a mere mortal, break the restrictions placed by the goddess?”
Although I tried to persuade him desperately, the lion buried its head in the ground and covered its ears with its forepaws.
“Ah, I don’t know, I don’t know! Anyway, since I came out with you, you take responsibility!”
Like a seven-year-old child who is being unreasonably stubborn.
I was so shocked that I just opened my mouth.
Meanwhile, the crowd continued to applaud me.
“Saintess, save us!”
“Please take away the disaster that has befallen this empire!”
Even amidst the roar that was so loud it felt like my eardrums were going to burst, I just blinked blankly.
Right now, there is only one thing on my mind.
'Damn it, this fucking lion! I guess I'll *** do **** and **** do ****!'
There was only swearing, and more swearing.
While I was just swearing, things got worse.
Even the Emperor, who had been locked up in the palace and couldn't be seen, came running when he heard the news.
“Princess, what on earth is going on? Is it true that you have been chosen as a Saintess?”
The Emperor, who had climbed up the cliff with great difficulty, supported by his servants, asked urgently without even having time to catch his breath.
I opened my mouth quickly, thinking that I had to set things right now.
“Your Majesty, that’s not it...!”
But this time it couldn't be done.
Krrrrrr...
Because the damn beast that had been lying at my feet suddenly reared up and roared loudly.
As if to remind me of his existence.
Did that plan work? The Emperor asked with wide eyes.
“Is that the messenger who represents the goddess?”
“It seems so, Your Majesty.”
The Emperor looked at the lion with a look of wonder at the chamberlain's answer.
“Wow, this is impossible... I’ve heard that a thousand-year-old lion is living in this cave, but this is my first time seeing one in person.”
Then as if growling, the lion, with its chest outstretched, began to rub its large head against my leg.
The Emperor could not help but be impressed by it.
“Wow, the agent really follows the Princess well. You are truly a woman chosen to be a Saintess.”
I felt frustrated by the reaction of those who seemed to firmly believe that I was a Saintess.
'Oh, crazy...'
If things continued like this, I would inevitably become a fake Saintess.
‘I need to do something quickly...'
But no matter how much I racked my brain, I couldn't come up with a way to overcome this crisis.
Who would believe me when a lion known as the Goddess' representative is plotting and scheming like that?
'No, Your Majesty. This damned beast is acting. He intends to leave his old age to me...'
Just as I was internally expressing my grievances, the Emperor looked at me with sparkling eyes and asked.
“But how did you become a Saintess?”
"... Yes?"
“If you were chosen as a Saintess, what kind of sign would there have been? I heard that the hail stopped when you came out of the cave, but I don’t know if it really stopped, and the fact that the lion followed you around doesn’t necessarily mean that you are a Saintess.”
'...Oh my God.'
For a moment, I covered my mouth.
In fact, just having a lion lie down at my feet, or rather, having me escape the den with the lion, didn't everyone clamor that it was the second coming of the Saintess?
So, I thought it would be the same this time, but it seems that the Emperor is the Emperor.
'I always called you a stupid and incompetent Emperor... I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I've misunderstood you all this time.'
I was so moved that tears welled up in my eyes, but I quickly opened my mouth before this golden opportunity flew away.
No, I tried to open it.
“A Saintess! That is nonsense, Your Majesty!”
If only I hadn't heard someone's voice crying out before me.
'What, there was another normal person?'
I thought everyone in the world had turned into idiots, but fortunately, that doesn't seem to be the case.
I turned my head in delight, but...
But.
“I...”
Soon, I had no choice but to harden my expression coldly again.
Because the owner of that voice was none other than Trash, my biological father.
'What was that guy thinking?'
I'm sure it wasn't a good intention...
It was at that time that I opened my eyes dimly and tried to gauge the inside.
“That unfilial, no, that woman, no, no, that child is a Saintess. That is ridiculous, Your Majesty!”
“That doesn’t make sense?”
“Yes, Your Majesty! I am certain that the child has no such ability. If she had shown signs of a Saintess, how could I not recognize her as her father?”
The trash that had been spouting off words glared at me with its eyes sparkling.
“It is clear that she ran away in such a shameful manner because she was afraid of dying. That child is not a Saintess, but a disgrace to the Empire, Your Majesty!”
At that moment, I was so shocked that I burst out laughing.
If the one chosen as the Goddess's tomb ran away in fear of death, the empire would not remain silent.
But to make such a claim is to express your will to kill me at all costs.
'How can a man called Father...'
I clenched my fists to calm my body, which was shaking with anger.
I had been gripping it so tightly that my not-so-long fingernails dug into my flesh, drawing drops of blood.
But my efforts were in vain as the trash continued to spout out passionate words.
“This is a crime that she, as a Princess of the Empire and as one who was once the heir to the Veloce family, should never commit. Please make that child pay for his crimes, Your Majesty!”
Even though she is my daughter, I cannot stand by and watch such a disgrace as the Duke of Catalonia, and I even make the lame excuse that.
The actions of such trash broke the last shred of reason I was barely holding on to.
'Yeah, that's how it comes out.'
If that's the case, I can't just sit still and take it.
My eyes rolled back in anger and I opened my mouth in a hoarse voice.
“Your Majesty. I, Shayne Veloce, have received a revelation from the goddess Hethel.”
“What? A revelation?”
The Emperor, who had been listening to the trash's complaints with a confused expression, asked with his eyes wide open.
I nodded slowly.
“Yes, the dear Goddess has personally accepted me as her daughter and given me the glorious mission to help the collapsing empire.”
“Oh! Is that true?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
I smiled brightly while looking at the Emperor, but then I continued speaking with a gloomy expression.
“The merciful goddess also told me why the position of the Saintess was vacant.”
“Is that true? What on earth is the reason for that!”
“It is... too gruesome to tell..."
I covered my mouth as if I had absolutely no confidence in speaking.
Then the Emperor urged with a frustrated expression.
“What on earth is the reason why you can’t speak! Your luggage is ready, so speak quickly. Yes?”
After repeatedly opening and closing my lips to melt the Emperor's heart, I finally opened my mouth carefully after a long time.
“The goddess said it was because she was angry at my bloodline being changed as a Saintess.”
“What? Your bloodline has changed? Does that mean you are no longer the Duke’s blood relative?”
The Emperor's words brought silence to the surroundings.
That would be the case, for I was of noble blood in Catalonia, second only to the royal family.
But that bloodline has changed.
While everyone was looking at me in astonishment, I slowly shook my head.
“No, Your Majesty. No matter what anyone says, I am of the Duke’s blood. It is not I who has changed..."
Then, after a moment of silence, I stretched out my index finger with difficulty and pointed somewhere.
“He is.”
At the same time, question marks floated over the public's heads.
Because the person my finger was pointing at was trash, that is, my father.
I was blankly staring at the crowd when I came to my senses and asked.
Then the lion answered in a quiet voice, wagging his tail.
“Come to think of it, it’s already been over a thousand years since I lived in that cave. I didn’t have anywhere to go.”
“Why don’t you have anywhere to go? Just go back to where you used to live!”
“If I go back home, all my friends will be dead already. Wouldn’t it be lonely to live in a place where I don’t know anyone?”
“No, why would someone who has lived alone in a cave for a thousand years worry about such things now? And if you’re lonely, why don’t you make new friends?”
The lion laughed at my words.
“What kind of friendship do you have with those so young? Yes, I think it’s better for me to just spend time with you, who I can communicate with.”
Then he added something he wanted to say.
“You dragged me out of the cave, so it’s only right that you take responsibility for what happens next. Don’t you think so?”
“Ha, what kind of nonsense is that? I never led you out of the cave in the first place! How can I, a mere mortal, break the restrictions placed by the goddess?”
Although I tried to persuade him desperately, the lion buried its head in the ground and covered its ears with its forepaws.
“Ah, I don’t know, I don’t know! Anyway, since I came out with you, you take responsibility!”
Like a seven-year-old child who is being unreasonably stubborn.
I was so shocked that I just opened my mouth.
Meanwhile, the crowd continued to applaud me.
“Saintess, save us!”
“Please take away the disaster that has befallen this empire!”
Even amidst the roar that was so loud it felt like my eardrums were going to burst, I just blinked blankly.
Right now, there is only one thing on my mind.
'Damn it, this fucking lion! I guess I'll *** do **** and **** do ****!'
There was only swearing, and more swearing.
***
While I was just swearing, things got worse.
Even the Emperor, who had been locked up in the palace and couldn't be seen, came running when he heard the news.
“Princess, what on earth is going on? Is it true that you have been chosen as a Saintess?”
The Emperor, who had climbed up the cliff with great difficulty, supported by his servants, asked urgently without even having time to catch his breath.
I opened my mouth quickly, thinking that I had to set things right now.
“Your Majesty, that’s not it...!”
But this time it couldn't be done.
Krrrrrr...
Because the damn beast that had been lying at my feet suddenly reared up and roared loudly.
As if to remind me of his existence.
Did that plan work? The Emperor asked with wide eyes.
“Is that the messenger who represents the goddess?”
“It seems so, Your Majesty.”
The Emperor looked at the lion with a look of wonder at the chamberlain's answer.
“Wow, this is impossible... I’ve heard that a thousand-year-old lion is living in this cave, but this is my first time seeing one in person.”
Then as if growling, the lion, with its chest outstretched, began to rub its large head against my leg.
The Emperor could not help but be impressed by it.
“Wow, the agent really follows the Princess well. You are truly a woman chosen to be a Saintess.”
I felt frustrated by the reaction of those who seemed to firmly believe that I was a Saintess.
'Oh, crazy...'
If things continued like this, I would inevitably become a fake Saintess.
‘I need to do something quickly...'
But no matter how much I racked my brain, I couldn't come up with a way to overcome this crisis.
Who would believe me when a lion known as the Goddess' representative is plotting and scheming like that?
'No, Your Majesty. This damned beast is acting. He intends to leave his old age to me...'
Just as I was internally expressing my grievances, the Emperor looked at me with sparkling eyes and asked.
“But how did you become a Saintess?”
"... Yes?"
“If you were chosen as a Saintess, what kind of sign would there have been? I heard that the hail stopped when you came out of the cave, but I don’t know if it really stopped, and the fact that the lion followed you around doesn’t necessarily mean that you are a Saintess.”
'...Oh my God.'
For a moment, I covered my mouth.
In fact, just having a lion lie down at my feet, or rather, having me escape the den with the lion, didn't everyone clamor that it was the second coming of the Saintess?
So, I thought it would be the same this time, but it seems that the Emperor is the Emperor.
'I always called you a stupid and incompetent Emperor... I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I've misunderstood you all this time.'
I was so moved that tears welled up in my eyes, but I quickly opened my mouth before this golden opportunity flew away.
No, I tried to open it.
“A Saintess! That is nonsense, Your Majesty!”
If only I hadn't heard someone's voice crying out before me.
'What, there was another normal person?'
I thought everyone in the world had turned into idiots, but fortunately, that doesn't seem to be the case.
I turned my head in delight, but...
But.
“I...”
Soon, I had no choice but to harden my expression coldly again.
Because the owner of that voice was none other than Trash, my biological father.
'What was that guy thinking?'
I'm sure it wasn't a good intention...
It was at that time that I opened my eyes dimly and tried to gauge the inside.
“That unfilial, no, that woman, no, no, that child is a Saintess. That is ridiculous, Your Majesty!”
“That doesn’t make sense?”
“Yes, Your Majesty! I am certain that the child has no such ability. If she had shown signs of a Saintess, how could I not recognize her as her father?”
The trash that had been spouting off words glared at me with its eyes sparkling.
“It is clear that she ran away in such a shameful manner because she was afraid of dying. That child is not a Saintess, but a disgrace to the Empire, Your Majesty!”
At that moment, I was so shocked that I burst out laughing.
If the one chosen as the Goddess's tomb ran away in fear of death, the empire would not remain silent.
But to make such a claim is to express your will to kill me at all costs.
'How can a man called Father...'
I clenched my fists to calm my body, which was shaking with anger.
I had been gripping it so tightly that my not-so-long fingernails dug into my flesh, drawing drops of blood.
But my efforts were in vain as the trash continued to spout out passionate words.
“This is a crime that she, as a Princess of the Empire and as one who was once the heir to the Veloce family, should never commit. Please make that child pay for his crimes, Your Majesty!”
Even though she is my daughter, I cannot stand by and watch such a disgrace as the Duke of Catalonia, and I even make the lame excuse that.
The actions of such trash broke the last shred of reason I was barely holding on to.
'Yeah, that's how it comes out.'
If that's the case, I can't just sit still and take it.
My eyes rolled back in anger and I opened my mouth in a hoarse voice.
“Your Majesty. I, Shayne Veloce, have received a revelation from the goddess Hethel.”
“What? A revelation?”
The Emperor, who had been listening to the trash's complaints with a confused expression, asked with his eyes wide open.
I nodded slowly.
“Yes, the dear Goddess has personally accepted me as her daughter and given me the glorious mission to help the collapsing empire.”
“Oh! Is that true?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
I smiled brightly while looking at the Emperor, but then I continued speaking with a gloomy expression.
“The merciful goddess also told me why the position of the Saintess was vacant.”
“Is that true? What on earth is the reason for that!”
“It is... too gruesome to tell..."
I covered my mouth as if I had absolutely no confidence in speaking.
Then the Emperor urged with a frustrated expression.
“What on earth is the reason why you can’t speak! Your luggage is ready, so speak quickly. Yes?”
After repeatedly opening and closing my lips to melt the Emperor's heart, I finally opened my mouth carefully after a long time.
“The goddess said it was because she was angry at my bloodline being changed as a Saintess.”
“What? Your bloodline has changed? Does that mean you are no longer the Duke’s blood relative?”
The Emperor's words brought silence to the surroundings.
That would be the case, for I was of noble blood in Catalonia, second only to the royal family.
But that bloodline has changed.
While everyone was looking at me in astonishment, I slowly shook my head.
“No, Your Majesty. No matter what anyone says, I am of the Duke’s blood. It is not I who has changed..."
Then, after a moment of silence, I stretched out my index finger with difficulty and pointed somewhere.
“He is.”
At the same time, question marks floated over the public's heads.
Because the person my finger was pointing at was trash, that is, my father.
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