Time-Limited Saintess, You’ve Been Caught by the Tyrant Once Again - Chapter 52

Chapter 26.2

Thinking that she had used enough divine power, Ellin asked carefully.

“Are you alright now, Your Highness?”

When she heard the voice, Charlotte, who had been anticipating pain in her ears once again and had closed her eyes tightly to scream, opened her eyes in surprise.

“Ah.”

Charlotte, as if in disbelief, made a sound and then muttered.

“…It doesn’t hurt.”

“Your Highness, what did you just say?!”

As those around the Princess were shocked and approached her, she opened her eyes in disbelief and glanced around.

“I-I’m not in pain.”

“It doesn’t hurt?”

Ellin asked.

“Ung. It doesn’t hurt.”

‘That’s a relief.’

Just as she smiled broadly, she pulled the Princess into an embrace and whispered softly in her ear.

“It’s not going to hurt anymore.”

Perhaps because it was her first time hearing a whisper, it seemed like Charlotte was taken aback. She gazed at Ellin in surprise.

Ellin gave her a warm smile.

“Oh my God, Your Highness the Princess!”

“Princess Charlotte, are you feeling better?”

“Yes…”

“Oh my goodness, Her Highness the Princess has come to her senses! A miracle happened.”

Everyone exclaimed in joy and amazement. Melissa also wore an expression of disbelief. She was rejoicing in this inexplicable miracle that had suddenly happened.

“Princess, are you not screaming anymore?”

“It doesn’t hurt… I won’t scream… This sister… It doesn’t hurt.”

“Yes?”

“This sister… It doesn’t hurt anymore…”

It seemed that Charlotte wanted to convey the fact that Ellin had healed her, but her hesitance and stammering prevented her from explaining. So, when she realized that people couldn’t understand her explanation, she tightly held Ellin’s hand and embraced her once more.

“Uh…”

“You must like the lady.”

Melissa chuckled.

When Ellin glanced at the Princess’s maids, they looked inwardly displeased.

“Of course not. She must like me because I’m new.”

Still, their expressions didn’t soften despite her humble words.

‘Anyway, I need to find a job.’

As she glanced at the young Princess at the thought, Charlotte was clinging to her as if she wouldn’t let go.

“Prince, Princess Charlotte, I have to leave now.”

Nevertheless, Charlotte shook her head and burrowed deeper into her embrace. It meant for her not to leave.

“…Your Imperial Highness.”

“I don’t want toooo…!”

She screamed again as if in pain, and tears began to flow from her eyes.

‘Does she think she’ll be in pain again if I’m not here?’

Ellin sighed. It seemed she wouldn’t find a job today after all.

At that moment, Melissa’s voice was heard.

“His, His Majesty has arrived!”

Ellin flinched. When she looked in the direction Melissa was pointing, she could see Arkan approaching with a very angry expression at that.

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“Lord Maynard.”

“Did you call for me?”

Maynard respectfully bowed before Lilliana. His dark golden hair shone like sunlight.

Lilliana looked at the man who had shown unwavering loyalty to her.

‘I have to create my own side.’

Paul was a good partner for her to satisfy her unquenchable desires. He even said that he would sacrifice everything for her, as foolish men usually do.

What about this stone-like man?

She knew that he wasn’t someone she could easily seduce by the flesh. So, in that case, she just needed to captivate him by herself, not her flesh. If his unwavering faith turned into affection for her, she would be able to secretly kill the weakling Erich.

“I want to volunteer in the slums.”

“The slums?”

“I may be a clumsy saint, but I still have a duty to fulfill.”

She thought Maynard would say that it was ‘dangerous.’ After all, wasn’t the slums a place for dirty people like Ellin? The thought of holding the grimy hands of the poor was horrifying.

She only said this to show him that she has will.

Lilliana deliberately smiled awkwardly. It was a smile meant to express her shyness.

“…I’ll escort you.”

What?

What was he saying now… Did he really agree so readily? She thought Maynard would definitely refuse. At the very least, he might say she should get permission from the Pope…

“That’s great. Today, the schedules of the priests’ volunteer service overlap, so it’s probably a good way for the Saint to go.”

Today? There wasn’t even enough time for her to pretend to be sick.

Lilliana forced a smile and nodded.

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“What? She went to the Imperial Palace?!”

Erich slammed his clenched fist on the table. Despite that he was as cool as a sharp, fiery blade these days, it was rare for him to show such emotional outbursts.

Wrinkles formed on his forehead.

“Why the hell did he take her with him?!”

“I tried to approach without arousing suspicion…”

Erich gritted his teeth when he saw the workers before he opened his mouth again after struggling to catch his breath.
[ T/N: I know it’s quite weird to say ‘worker,’ but the author uses the word ‘일꾼’ ( っ ◞‸◟ c ) ]

“Explain what happened.”

“Well, she was out in the rain by herself.”

“She was caught in the rain?”

“Yes.”

Upon hearing those words, Erich had a pained expression on his face. Then, he uttered quietly, as if he were hurt and groaning.

“Tell me in detail.”

“They say she was limping as she walked. According to people, she looked like a madwoman. There were bloodstains on her clothes, which made it even worse.”

“….”

“She just stood there, dazed, staring at the sky.”

His orange eyes were tinged with sadness. However, that expression disappeared without a trace as he spoke his next words.

“I heard a young man with black hair take her to a carriage. When I tracked it down, it turned out to be the Imperial Palace.”

“It’s the Imperial Palace… Perhaps that’s why the report was late.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Erich let out a sigh that sounded like a sneer.

He couldn’t stand the incompetence of these people. Although he considered whether to punish these slow-witted humans, he realized it wasn’t worth it.

“Go and see.”

Noticing the situation, the worker quickly took a step back.

Erich sat alone, his legs crossed, lost in thought. There was no such thing as a soft smile that was always painted on his lips. In addition, his eyes, which were always filled with warmth, had already turned to mineralized glass. The beautiful priestess with long, blue hair, who was lost in thought, wore a cold expression.

“It seems like I might need to bring her back.”

His fingers began to tap the armrest anxiously, and then he gritted his teeth and gripped the armrest tightly.

Arkan, that b*stard seemed to have the instinct of a beast.

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