Time-Limited Saintess, You've Been Caught by the Tyrant Once Again - Chapter 61
Chapter 31.1
“Yes, bread.”
No, it wasn’t surprising at all to hear the word ‘bread’ come out of this person’s mouth.
There was a familiar and savory smell.
Bread.
Yes, it was bread… but why bread?
Ellin silently stared at the bread in the midst of confusion. Where did this bread come from? Why was Arkan holding it? And why did he give it to her? It was an action that only raised a question mark.
She alternated her gaze between the bread and Arkan.
“Are you giving this to me to eat?”
“Isn’t the purpose of bread to be eaten?”
Of course, he was right. Ellin glanced at Arkan’s gaze as she continued to ponder. Poison… was there poison inside? What on earth was this? It would have been more plausible if he said he was experimenting with poison on useless commoners.
“Why, do you think it’s been poisoned?”
“N-no!”
Feeling pricked for some reason, she took a bite of the bread. The soft bread was soft and sweet as if it had been freshly baked. As she chewed on the soft bread, feeling a bit choked, he offered milk. She had no idea where it came from.
After eating the sweet and savory bread with the milk, she felt satisfied in no time.
In her first life, he wasn’t the kind of person to grant such favors.
It was strange.
Unlike the people around her who were cruel to her, who was a commoner in her second life, Arkan was kinder to the commoner Ellin.
Contrary to his dignified past, he often showed his rough side, expressed gratitude, and handed her bread like this. Despite the fact that he said he was monitoring her, he was the one who picked her up when she was almost abandoned, although both she and Arkan knew that killing would have been easier.
Could it be that he also has intentions of using her?
Even if that were the case, the position she held as the princess’s nanny was hardly useful for excessive exploitation. Besides, even if he were trying to use her, he wouldn’t have tried to win her favor with bread.
“Your Majesty, why did you give me bread?”
“Just because. Hurry up and eat it all.”
“Yes.”
Ellin gazed at Arkan, who was staring at her face. He was watching her eat the bread with a very serious expression.
Suddenly finding it amusing, she chuckled.
“Thank you, Your Majesty.”
She meant it. She didn’t expect that a single piece of bread could be so comforting.
Arkan, with wide eyes, looked at Ellin for a moment before his expression turned cold, and he walked away in another direction. It seemed that giving her a piece of bread was truly his intention.
Trying to understand Arkan’s inexplicable actions, Ellin smiled.
̊ · : * ✧* : · ̊
Erich, who entered the temple, had his eyes wide open. He seemed shocked by something.
A temple attendant approached him.
“High Priest.”
“….”
“High Priest?”
Eventually, he came to his senses at the priest’s words, and his face hardened once again.
“Speak.”
“I have done as you asked before your departure.”
“Is that so?”
In response to his stern tone, the priest explained further, thinking that Erich was annoyed by the brief explanation.
“I instructed the most hideous child to come into contact with her, and as expected, she behaved violently.”
“What happened?”
“She shouted at the people to get rid of ‘it.’ Even the knight standing next to her kicked the child, knocking them down. Everyone witnessed it.”
“Hm…”
As Erich frowned, the sight of Liliana’s ferocious appearance came to his eyes. Then, he asked in a murmuring tone.
“Was the child seriously injured?”
“Although the child wasn’t seriously injured, there was blood coming out of the wounds.”
“They received treatment, I presume?”
“Of course.”
“Then, that’s enough. So, what is that Saintess doing?”
“She’s bedridden.”
Hearing the answer, a cold smile crept onto Erich’s face. It seemed that she had no option but to feign illness.
“How long do you intend to keep that woman?”
Erich smirked at the priest’s cautious question.
“Well, just let her be.”
He stood up from his seat.
“Where are you going?”
“I heard that the Saintess is said to be unwell. As the High Priest, I should pay a visit to her.”
̊ · : * ✧* : · ̊
Liliana had covered herself with the blanket from head to toe. She still hasn’t forgotten the child’s shocking appearance and the gazes of people who looked at her as if they were puzzled. The most dreadful part was the sensation of the child’s skin, like snake scales, touching her skin. Perhaps because of her state of mind, no matter how much she washed, it seemed like the stench wouldn’t fade away.
‘It’s not like I’m a bad person.’
She wanted to scream. It wasn’t that she was bad. Truly, she wasn’t! Nevertheless, she had become a saint who pushed a child away.
“Why, why did I do that?!”
Liliana blamed herself. Ah, what a beautiful scene it would have been if she had just hugged that disgusting child!
She gritted her teeth.
The next moment, there was a knock on the door. Liliana covered herself with the blanket again and relaxed her gaze.
“Who is it?”
“It’s High Priest Erich.”
Liliana bit her lip. Knowing that Erich was frightening, she thought of sending him away under the pretext of being sick.
“If you force yourself to pretend to be sick, won’t it cause trouble for others?”
Her heart raced at the sound of Erich’s voice just outside the door.
“I’m coming in.”
Liliana looked like she was going to cry. She forced herself to take a deep breath and parted her lips.
“Open the door.”
Her lips quivered as Erich entered the room. She knew her feigned playfulness would be of no use to him. Therefore, she rose to her feet and looked at him with bright blue eyes.
“What’s the matter, High Priest?”
“I came because I heard you weren’t feeling well.”
Even though he said he knew it was just an act, the sight of him smiling was sickeningly condescending.
“It’s unfortunate what happened at the volunteer service area.”
“….”
“I heard there’s a group of people criticizing you, but it’s quite amusing.”
What was his intention behind saying such things?
When Liliana stared at Erich at the thought, he continued smoothly, “Isn’t it obvious? They laid hands on the sacred body of a saint, so it’s only natural for you to be upset.”
“…That’s right.”
Yes, she was a saint. She wasn’t someone who could be touched casually, especially not with those filthy hands, never!
…However, hearing the person in front of her say such things only made her more afraid.
Please consider sending some love either through the translator’s Ko-fi or by leaving a rating/review for this series on novel updates~!
For update pings, novel discussions and/or to send mistake reports, join our discord server~