Hush Now, Saintess! - Chapter 134
Chapter 134
Translator: Yonnee
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Afterward, he planned to cite today’s article, saying, ‘Despite warnings, the Saintess recklessly proceeded with the event. How can someone so inconsiderate be a suitable candidate for a Saintess?’ to sway public opinion.
Public sentiment is easily influenced by the smallest of issues.
Just as Roella’s reputation improved in an instant, it could just as quickly turn negative.
He had already recruited people who would convincingly pretend to collapse.
At his signal, they would each faint, pretending to be overcome by the heat.
‘Just you wait, Roella. I’ll make you regret ever treating me like this.’
Demos’s eyes gleamed with a chilling intensity.
“We’ve arrived, Young Master.”
Meanwhile, the carriage had reached Vention.
The moment he stepped out, the oppressive summer heat washed over him.
It was the perfect weather for someone to collapse from heat exhaustion.
Satisfied with the circumstances, he put on his public smile and entered the fountain plaza.
Soon, people gathered around him, hoping to make an impression on Young Duke Demos.
The nobles glancing at the empty space beside him caused his stomach to churn each time.
If not for Roella, he wouldn’t have had to deal with this humiliating feeling.
After briefly greeting the crowd, he brought up the topic he’d prepared.
“Isn’t it terribly hot today?”
People quickly chimed in at the mention of the weather.
“Yes, it’s unbelievably hot.”
“I’m already sweating.”
“I just hope no one suffers from heat exhaustion—it’s quite worrisome.”
Demos added, casting a glance toward a particular figure.
A small, frail-looking young lady.
Betty Franklin.
She was one of the nobles he’d instructed to faint.
Standing at a distance, Betty met his gaze.
‘Ready?’
‘Of course.’
They exchanged a silent, wordless conversation.
At that moment—
“The completion ceremony will begin shortly. All esteemed guests, please gather near the fountain plaza.”
Finally, the event began.
* * *
The ceremony started with the High Priest’s greeting.
“On behalf of the temple, I thank everyone for attending. This ceremony is to introduce the fountain created by the Saintess for the people of the Empire…”
He continued with a grandiose speech.
Most of it subtly praised Roella.
‘Just how did she manage to win over the temple like this?’
Demos clicked his tongue, letting the High Priest’s words drift in one ear and out the other.
After some time had passed—
“Now, we invite the Saintess, who generously donated the fountain, to join us.”
The moment he’d been waiting for was finally here.
Demos’s eyes gleamed with anticipation as he envisioned the chaos to come.
Come on, show yourself, Roella.
“Saintess!”
At the High Priest’s powerful call, the guest of honor slowly made her appearance.
“Huuk.”
“Oh my.”
As she appeared, sighs of admiration filled the air.
First of all, Roella was simply breathtaking.
In the past, whenever she attended social events, she would drape herself in elaborate dresses and jewelry.
Bold colors. Endless lace. A mountain of jewels.
People used to mock her, calling her a tacky show-off.
But today’s Roella was different.
Dressed in a pure white gown that radiated a holy aura, her appearance was both delicate and ethereal.
From head to toe, she exuded a mystical beauty—a perfect embodiment of what people imagined a saintess to be.
And the second shock…
‘The Crown Prince?’
The person escorting Roella was none other than the Crown Prince.
He was famously known for avoiding social gatherings.
To the extent that even at his own victory celebrations, he would only make a brief appearance before leaving.
Yet, here he was, attending as someone’s partner, even matching outfits.
It was an absolute shock.
Demos, too, was taken aback for both of these reasons.
But his surprise soon turned to rage.
‘If only she had looked like this when she was trailing after me with her silly one-sided love… maybe I’d have paid her a bit of attention.’
Instead, she just continued to be a bothersome woman.
Moreover—
‘So the reason she ignored my invitation was because of that guy?’
Figures. They’d been seen together before, hadn’t they?
Looks like she’d already switched her loyalty to him.
‘What a woman with no sense of honor.’
But his irritation was short-lived.
On second thought, it wasn’t so bad that they were together.
If the Saintess’s partner was the ill-fated Crown Prince…
This might be the perfect chance to take them both down in one fell swoop.
‘Let’s see, how about this for tomorrow’s headline…?’
< Inconsiderate Saintess and Crown Prince Bring Misfortune >
Yes, that would do nicely.
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