Hush Now, Saintess! - Chapter 117
Chapter 117
Translator: Yonnee
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“The criminal was murdered?”
“Yes. Last night, he was found dead in the prison.”
A few days after the pawnshop incident.
When I met Hildeon again, he delivered shocking news.
The owner of the Hambar Pawnshop had been murdered in prison.
This is…
‘I smell a huge conspiracy here.’
What could it mean for the criminal to be murdered during interrogation?
Elimination to conceal or cover up something.
“Do you think someone silenced him?”
“That’s our assumption as well.”
Hildeon nodded.
“There are more suspicious aspects. The cash flow, for one. Especially that strange drug.”
“That’s true. It’s something I’ve never seen before either.”
Even in the original novel, such a thing never made an appearance.
“A drug that causes hallucinations and removes the sensation of pain…”
It seems too extreme just to be a minor plot detail. Why didn’t it appear in the original work?
“At least we caught it before it spread any further.”
“Indeed. If such a drug had spread across the empire…”
Ugh. Just imagining it is horrifying.
That wouldn’t be a romance fantasy anymore—it would be a zombie apocalypse. I strongly reject such a genre shift.
“We owe it all to you, Saintess.”
“Oh no, Your Highness did all the hard work.”
“No, your role here was crucial. In recognition of this, His Majesty has decided to bestow a gift upon you.”
“His Majesty is… giving me a gift?”
I barely managed to suppress my excitement.
Otherwise, I’d look too greedy. You’re supposed to decline a cash envelope at least once, right?
“Well, I didn’t do it expecting any reward.”
“You accomplished something important, so it’s only right that you are rewarded.”
“In that case… I will accept it with gratitude.”
And one round of polite refusal was enough. If I refused twice, I might actually lose the reward.
‘A gift from the Emperor? I wonder how grand it’ll be.’
My heart pounded with desire.
But there was something else on my mind.
“By the way, don’t they need my testimony?”
I had naturally assumed the imperial family would request my testimony.
But surprisingly, no such summons had come.
After the incident hit the news, I only received a flood of invitations from various places.
“Well…”
Well what?
“They didn’t want to burden you.”
They didn’t call me just for that reason?
“I’m grateful, but… is that really alright?”
“…You were with me the whole time anyway.”
Ah. Now I understand.
True.
“Now that I think about it, I did spend the entire day holding Your Highness’s hand.”
We practically moved as one.
Since we shared our vision and everything else, testimony probably wasn’t necessary.
‘I also told him everything about the prophecy that day…’
There really wasn’t any need for me to testify.
‘Hildeon really does seem like the male lead.’
Is it common to meet someone so considerate in every detail?
I still couldn’t understand how that dreadful guy managed to take the male lead spot.
This really was a ridiculous story.
I sighed internally and spoke.
“Thank you for your consideration.”
“It’s nothing.”
A warm exchange of thanks and modesty passed between us.
‘Now, it’s about time to bring up the real topic.’
Though today’s meeting was partly due to the previous incident, there was another reason.
And that was…
“Shall we discuss the contract now?”
Finalizing the fountain site contract.
I casually brought it up, and he nodded, pulling out the paperwork.
“Yes, I brought the contract with me. Please review it.”
I carefully examined the contract he handed me.
‘Hmm. It’s perfect.’
Hildeon would provide the land for the fountain.
In return, as the saintess, I would install a fountain in the imperial family’s new commercial district development project.
This way, both parties would gain symbolic and promotional benefits.
The contract outlined all of this clearly.
It was a perfectly satisfactory agreement.
“I’ve reviewed it. Let’s proceed as is.”
With a smile, I took out the seal I had prepared.
After all, a good contract deserves a swift signature.
But just before I stamped it…
“Wait. Before that…”
Hildeon spoke with a serious expression.
‘…Why do I feel uneasy about this?’
Surely, he’s not about to bring that up, right?
No way.
But as always, my ominous predictions never missed the mark.
“As Crown Prince, I have a request to make of the Saintess.”
…Of course, my luck had to run out.
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