Time-Limited Saintess, You've Been Caught by the Tyrant Once Again - Chapter 88
Chapter 44.2
It was truly a shameless thought. In reality, Liliana thought so. Wasn’t it natural to be startled if something appeared in a dark room?
Her words weren’t entirely wrong.
When Ellin didn’t say anything, Liliana shouted.
“This situation happened because of you! You really don’t know your place, do you? Why are you making things worse here again? You fool!”
“….”
“Oh, you did it on purpose, didn’t you? Yes, it must have been done on purpose!”
Liliana’s voice, which had been drenched in fear, gradually became confident. It seemed unacceptable to her that a saint like herself could make such a mistake.
‘She must’ve incited the Princess.’
She blamed others so easily. Indeed, blaming others was the most convenient thing to do. Perhaps if this incident escalated, she would naturally blame Ellin.
“Saintess, I believe that being grabbed and you shaking away in the dark is a mistake, not a wrongdoing.”
“….”
“Being a saint doesn’t mean you can accept everything with composure and calmness.”
Ellin’s words weren’t a comfort to Liliana but rather an arrogance. How could comfort from someone she viewed as an equal be considered genuine comfort?
“Shut up!”
Even as she shouted sharply, she didn’t forget to look around.
“Did you intentionally provoke me into making a mistake?!”
‘Ah.’
Only then did Ellin realize. From the beginning, she intended to blame her. That was probably why she asked to come alone with her.
“Saintess, is it convenient for you to always push the blame onto me, whether it’s accusing me of being a thief before or now?”
“What?”
“Lady Liliana.”
Ellin looked at her with a sense of sympathy.
She felt a bit of guilt towards Liliana, who had her head cut off by Maynard simply for the reason of having acted wickedly towards her. While she deserved punishment for tormenting and hitting her, it wasn’t something deserving of being beheaded.
That made her feel even more guilty.
Yet, the surviving Liliana was tormenting herself like this. Almost as if she knew she was the real saintess. As if she would take her place. She viewed her as a thorn in her eyes.
“It was a mistake to push the Princess, but if someone was hurt by that mistake, just apologizing is enough.”
“….”
“I may be foolish, but I have no intention of shifting the blame for my mistakes onto others.”
“….”
“I have no interest in you, so please stop now.”
Ellin spoke stiffly.
At the sight, Liliana let out a frustrated breath and glared at her, raising her hand as if to slap her, but then stopped. She wanted to hit her, but doing so would only make matters worse. It was so irritating. It was so irritating that it felt like it would kill her.
“If you have no interest, then stay out of my sight.”
“….”
“Do you hear me? Stay out of my sight!”
“That’s something I’ll decide, Saintess. I have no reason to avoid you.”
Ellin replied firmly.
As Liliana’s blue eyes flickered with hatred beyond mere anger, she continued, “With that said, I’ll take my leave now. Apologize to Her Highness.”
At that moment, someone suddenly appeared.
“That wouldn’t do, would it?”
At the sudden voice of a young boy going through puberty, Liliana and Ellin both turned to look in that direction. A boy with red hair stomped up the steps of the gazebo.
It was Prince Harald.
“What? You pushed my sister?”
It didn’t matter to Harald whether she was a saint or not.
As a result, they didn’t notice a shadow quietly slipping away somewhere.
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Arkan’s expression grew grim as he listened to the report.
“What? Pushed Charlotte?”
Iweta spoke calmly despite the atmosphere that had turned subdued.
“Her Highness Charlotte was playing around, which caused all the lights to go out. However, she hugged the Saintess who came to visit her at that time, and the startled Saintess pushed her away…”
“So, was she seriously injured?”
“No. Thanks to the carpet, she wasn’t hurt.”
“It’s difficult to make an issue out of it.”
Arkan, who didn’t like Liliana or the temple, didn’t think Liliana’s reaction was something to be greatly enraged about, considering the many assassination threats he had endured. Of course, he was annoyed, though wasn’t it Charlotte who turned off the lights in the first place? He thought it was a matter that could be resolved with just a few words.
These were the people who were going crazy over the fact that the temple wasn’t invited to the coronation ceremony. Even if he acted that way because of his beliefs, Arkan didn’t want Charlotte to be seen as a contemptuous person after receiving baptism.
“However… Your Majesty.”
“What is it?”
“It’s about the Saint. It’s strange.”
“Strange?”
As he looked down at her with an expression that showed no surprise, Iweta took a breath and spoke cautiously.
“It seems she’s tormenting Miss Ellin.”
“….”
“According to Miss Ellin, she’s been accused of theft…”
“….”
“And she even tried to hit her. She was constantly hurling insults, calling her presumptuous and foolish.”
“…Crazy.”
Only then did Arkan see the true nature of Liliana. He didn’t think she had a very good personality in the first place. To him, Liliana was somewhat of a fool. He knew that she had falsely accused Ellin of theft, and that was why he had been nice to Ellin—because he was the one who had brought her.
However, hearing it from someone else made him angry.
He realized that he hadn’t thought much about Liliana’s viciousness. He had carelessly overlooked the fact that she had been expelled from the temple. In reality, even if he felt this way, it didn’t mean he had to reject Liliana or seek revenge on her. Wasn’t the reason he brought Ellin along just out of interest and sympathy?
“That Saintess very much loathe Miss Ellin.”
“….”
“In this old person’s eyes, it seemed unusual, Your Majesty.”
“Yeah. So, she was ungrateful, was she?”
He never cared for her.
Flames of anger sparked in his eyes.
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