“Please be careful from now on.”
The chat window glistened in front of me.
[Oman, the God of Benevolence, nods in satisfaction]
Well, I’m not lying.
I then heard the Emperor’s trembling voice,
“Today’s event was very disgraceful to you and the temple.”
I said to the Emperor with a slight bow,
“I am the one at fault that they misunderstood me because I’m weak.”
[Monde, the God of Art, pays tribute to your acting skills]
The Emperor paused for a moment before opening his mouth again,
“You are, indeed, the spiritual leader of Elium and the empire. And…”
As he stood next to Kyle, he put his hand on his shoulder.
“Please continue to keep in touch with my son.”
Kyle’s eyebrows twitched at the Emperor’s words.
I gave an awkward smile as the Emperor continued to speak,
“I don’t know what to say in this situation, but if the Saintess is close enough to my son to write a proposal letter, then you’re always welcome in the imperial family.”
Kyle broke the brief silence that ensued, not knowing how to respond to it,
“Your Majesty, the Saintess seems tired today, so I’ll see her off.”
The Emperor gave a nod.
“All right, go ahead. And.”
The Emperor continued with an awkward smile,
“As a thank you for coming here, I will give the Saintess the royal treasures, so please wait a moment.”
It seemed to be a gift to make up for today’s disrespect.
‘The price of White Rotunia’s roots should be fully compensated.’
I shifted my gaze to the Queen.
She held her stomach firmly and stared at me with a harsh gaze.
Her dark complexion suits her very well.
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He can only escort me to the carriage, but Kyle had the nerve to get into the carriage. And he also said he would take me to the temple.
I didn’t say no because he seemed to have something to say.
Right when I had been staring at the landscape for a long time.
“I have something to tell you.”
His low voice echoed inside the carriage.
Looking at the scenery of the passing streets, I answered indifferently,
“Don’t ask me how I knew which one is the tea made from Rotunia. It’s a trade secret.”
Outside, the sun was slowly setting.
“I have no way of knowing. Whether you were determined to deceive Reyhas.”
His piercing eyes reached me.
“Or what kind of intentions Reyhas has to dare to trick me.”
His voice was threatening.
“Or if you’re really a fake saint, even that.”
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