Time-Limited Saintess, You’ve Been Caught by the Tyrant Once Again - Chapter 78

Chapter 39.2

“Let your sense of responsibility end with saving my life here.”

“….”

“I appreciate your apology, but I’m not moved by it.”

Her light green eyes rejected him.

Maynard realized what emotion he felt as he looked into those eyes. Why did he bother looking for her? Why did he chase after her to speak nonsense like this? It was because he couldn’t bear the thought of this woman treating him the same as everyone else and excluding him. It was those very eyes that looked at him like that. He couldn’t bear the contempt in them.

“And one more thing, don’t confuse a sense of responsibility with guilt. Because the disappointment I felt towards you will never disappear.”

The answer was as firm and cold as cutting with a knife. For some reason, the words of a commoner, not Angelia, who used the word ‘disappointment,’ were more painful to him than anything else.

“I see. I acknowledge your feelings and won’t force you.”

“….”

“But grant me one thing instead.”

“What is it?”

“I’ll accompany you to wherever you’re returning. Even if it’s the capital, with your current appearance, you’ll soon come to harm.”

He said, looking at her legs, where her skirt had been ripped off.

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Maynard helped her onto his horse.

Much to her sadness, she realized she had lost all the luggage she had brought, and at his strong insistence, she had to go change her clothes before going to the hospital. So, in the end, she had to go back to that clothing store to buy clothes again.

He sighed as he looked at her clothes wrapped around her wounded arm.

Ellin appeared, dressed in a bright light pink outfit. The color of the outfit matched very well with her light green eyes and skin tone.

“Come to think of it, where are the clothes I bought you?”

Clothes again.

Ellin sighed. She wondered if Maynard might have a hobby of dressing up dolls.

“It’s at the temple. They probably discarded them since the clothes aroused such suspicion.”

Maynard nodded. He also let out a faint sigh.

“I’ll need to send a message.”

At the thought, Ellin went to a merchant and sent a letter to the Imperial Palace.

“Your letter may arrive late today because of what happened in the capital.”

“I can’t help it, but please. It’s a letter to the Imperial Palace.”

She handed him a gold coin.

“The Imperial Palace?”

Maynard asked.

“Yes, I’m currently in the Palace.”

“What do you mean? Why are you in the Imperial Palace?”

“I’m working as a nanny for Her Highness the Princess.”

“….”

Maynard frowned.

“Get out of there immediately…”

“I’ll handle it myself.”

The enmity the temple harbored towards the Emperor was well known. In the past, when she was a saintess, she had listened to them with regret, but now she had no intention of listening. Despite him being blunt enough to make her feel bad, he didn’t literally ‘force’ her, which made her feel at ease.

“Now please, let’s go to the hospital.”

“What?”

“We need to disinfect it. How long do you plan to stay with your injured arm?”

“I can just show this to a priest.”

“It’s not like divine power heals everything. If a wound is sutured while infected, it may spread inside.”

Maynard frowned at Ellin’s words.

How did she know that?

Ellin had a strange power. With a gaze that seemed to hate him but was somehow warm, Maynard headed to the hospital at her words.

It seemed that many people were injured due to the commotion in the capital, so the hospital was constantly crowded with people. It was his first time in a large hospital in the capital. The bitter thing was that as soon as he arrived, he was the first to be escorted into the treatment room. And the reason was simple.

It was because he was a paladin.

“Excuse me, there seem to be some urgent patients over there.”

When Ellin spoke beside the physician who treated him, he forced a smile.

“It’s like this because we don’t have enough workers.”

Maynard was receiving treatment with a grim expression on his face.

“May I help you?”

Both Maynard and the physician looked surprised at Ellin’s words.

“How a young lady who knows nothing can help me…”

“Well, I may not be able to work like a physician, but I can at least help with bandages. If you’re short-handed, I’ll help you.”

While treating Maynard’s injuries was important, wouldn’t treating a child whose skin has completely peeled off his legs take priority?

She wanted to point that out.

“But lady…”

“Let her do as she wants.”

“Yes?”

“She’s the person who served in the temple. That woman treated my arm earlier.”

As Ellin’s eyes widened, the physician was flustered.

“Paladin.”

“I’ll compensate you later, but for now, let this young lady do as she wishes.”

Maynard didn’t even turn around to see what Ellin was doing.

The physician wouldn’t just dig around in the ground and work. With that thought in mind, she began treating the most urgent cases.
[ T/N: The phrase ‘To dig the ground and work’ is an idiom that means ‘Doing menial or laborious work.’ In this context, it implies that the physician isn’t just randomly working without knowledge or skill. ]

“Oh, my God!”

Ellin covered her mouth as she looked at the small child. The child was pushed and trampled amidst the chaos of people fleeing, leaving his eyes badly injured. Her hands trembled at the sight of it. If that eye wasn’t treated now, it might be lost forever. How miserable would life be without one eye?

“It looks like a really big wound, but if you just put a bandage on it, it will heal quickly.”

“P-Please show him to the physician quickly.”

The patient’s mother spoke, trembling.

“The physician is currently treating an urgent patient. May I take a look for a moment?”

Ellin gently infused her divine power into the child’s eye, hoping Maynard wouldn’t notice, and fortunately, he didn’t notice. Once she used her divine power, other people started to notice her. She did the treatments very gently. Thinking of this as her service made her feel good.

In the meanwhile, Maynard, who was sitting, watched her. The sight of her smiling brightly as she treated people amidst the crowd seemed flawless.

“Hmm?”

Looking at the face of the boy with the eye injury, Maynard tilted his head. He thought the injury would be severe… but was it only his eyelid that was hurt?

A strange sense of discomfort passed through him.

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