Hush Now, Saintess! - Chapter 141
Chapter 141
Translator: Yonnee
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Before that, what?
Hildeon silently rummaged through his pockets and took out a few coins, holding them out to me.
“Is this… allowance money?”
“……”
“…Or maybe not.”
As I looked at him in confusion, Hildeon awkwardly replied,
“Since we’re here for the fountain inauguration.”
“Oh. You mean to toss coins and make a wish?”
He nodded.
“I actually wanted to try it yesterday. Making a wish, that is.”
Ah, so he wanted to give it a go yesterday but couldn’t because he was hiding.
“Alright, let’s do it together.”
I took his arm and led him to the fountain, standing with our backs to it.
“One coin for happiness, two for luck, and three for a wish. If you’re making a wish, toss three coins.”
After a quick explanation, I tossed my coins over my shoulder.
One, two, three.
Hildeon tossed his as well—one, two, three.
Together, we heard six satisfying splashes.
After throwing all the coins, I clasped my hands together and closed my eyes.
‘Please, let me finish all these wretched missions quickly and live a long, quiet life of luxury.’
It was a perfect wish, if I do say so myself.
Satisfied, I opened my eyes to see Hildeon still deep in his own wish.
‘What could he be wishing for?’
Most likely, something related to his curse.
Not wanting to disturb him, I quietly took a look around.
‘Let’s see…’
‘Wonder how popular the fountain is.’
With the festival going strong, I hoped the fountain would attract some attention too.
After all, the fountain had cost around a million shillings to build. I needed to recover the material costs and pay Hamelle for her work.
The materials for the cooling fan had cost a lot, too. Since I’d put almost half my fortune into this, it needed to pay off.
‘My giant piggy bank, please work your magic…!’
Watching the crowd nervously, I listened for their reactions.
“Look, if you throw a coin, it’ll bring you happiness!”
“I’m tossing three and wishing for something big!”
“Think it can grant a wish to find a gold nugget?”
“Like you’d be that lucky.”
“Hey, lend me some coins.”
Fortunately, people seemed genuinely interested in the unique fountain.
Splish, splash.
The sound of coins dropping into the fountain didn’t stop.
‘Thank goodness.’
At this rate, my giant piggy bank might not run dry.
“Everyone looks happy,” Hildeon commented after he finished his prayer.
I nodded, unable to hide my satisfaction.
“Yes, I’m glad they’re enjoying it.”
“I think it’s only going to get more popular.”
“You think so?”
“Of course. Vention is bound to benefit from it.”
“Well, maybe that’s…”
Laughing as I tried to be modest, I trailed off, spotting something odd in the distance.
‘What… is that?’
There, something strange was approaching—a group of people holding an enormous banner.
The wording on the banner was what caught my eye.
< Wishing Fountain Experience – Supported by the Brietta Ducal House >
Why on earth is the Brietta family involved here?
Wait a minute.
‘Now that I think about it, yesterday…’
I remembered how the Duke had been itching to do something after watching the High Priest offer free blessings.
He’d muttered that he wished he’d prepared something as well and even hinted he’d make a splash today.
So, is this his big ‘splash’?
While I stood there in a daze, the crowd with the banner moved to stand beside the fountain.
“Everyone, line up! Formation!”
The leader at the front called out forcefully.
The crowd quickly arranged themselves into neat rows and columns behind him.
“What’s going on?”
“No idea. Is this a performance?”
The crowd murmured, intrigued by the orderly display.
Surveying the surroundings, the leader called out again in a deep, commanding voice.
“Let’s begin the chant!”
Chant? What chant?
I didn’t have to wonder for long.
The next moment—
“Experience the ‘Wishing Fountain’ that the Saintess made for charity!”
“For today only, free coins are available for everyone!”
“Try out the Wishing Fountain with complimentary coins!”
The group chanted their lines in unison, sounding like people handing out drink samples in a supermarket.
“Free coins?”
“Count me in!”
“Me too!”
The loud voices booming across the square attracted more and more people.
“Everyone, please don’t push! The Duke of Brietta has generously provided for everyone.”
“This fountain was created by the Saintess! Please show your support. All the coins you toss will be donated to the temple.”
“Join the cause!”
…Somehow, their lines had a polished, professional ring to them.
Honestly, they’d make a killing selling ginseng at a holiday market.
I let out a resigned laugh and closed my eyes.
I’m grateful… really, I am.
Yes, it’s truly appreciated…
“Get your free coins here!”
What I’m feeling now is second-hand embarrassment, but…
Why do I feel like the embarrassment is all mine?
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