Hush Now, Saintess!

Chapter 50

Translator: Yonnee

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Roella looked up at him, eyes wide open.

No, what kind of direction was this conversation going.

She couldn’t get used to the rapidly changing flow.

But regardless of her plight, the high priest continued.

“No matter what people say, you are a great saintess. As the high priest, I guarantee it.”

“That’s exactly right. Truthfully, I was also doubtful because of all the rumors surrounding Your Ladyship, but now…”

Victor naturally rode the waves of this flow as well.

The memories he had of Roella during their classes flashed through his mind.

—I’m still lacking many things. I’m ashamed.

—After learning about these things today, I realize that I’m truly a long way off.

—Um, actually, I don’t even think that I’m the real saintess, so… No, never mind.

In all honesty, this was a foundation that Roella had been building, slowly but surely.

When it’s found out later that she’s actually a fake saintess, she could proudly say, ‘See! I told you so! It really isn’t me!’

However, as Victor was unaware of this, he inevitably arrived at a completely different conclusion from Roella’s intentions.

‘Your Ladyship really isn’t used to compliments. And also quite timid.’

It seemed to him that she was very conscious about the public’s opinion about her, as well as the rumors surrounding her.

He thought, perhaps this was the reason she had changed.

Of course, after she had changed, her attitude and actions were much better than how she was in the past. But even so…

‘Anyone can tell that she had enough qualities as a saintess. And after she has changed, it doesn’t seem like she has a bad temper either. That’s why…’

“Your Ladyship is the Saintess without a doubt. So, please have confidence in yourself.”

Oh my my. Seriously, what’s wrong with you people.

Roella was absolutely taken aback.

With the way the two sides were denying and affirming her qualities as a saintess with full seriousness and admiration, it was no different than a close soccer game where the ball was being passed at high speeds.

As the situation further developed in unexpected and unwanted ways, Roella started to feel dizzy.

“Your Ladyship?”

“Ah, thank you for the compliments, however undeserving I am of those.”

When Victor called her attention, Roella was finally pulled out of her reverie.

In response to her belated reply, the high priest clicked his tongue.

“Hmm, this— Goodness.”

As expected, mere words alone weren’t enough to reassure her and give her strength.

It would be nice if there was something more tangible that he could show her so as to reassure her better.

With this thought in mind, a good idea flashed through the high priest’s head.

“The fountain.”

The short remark made the other two look at him.

“Yes, the fountain. Dear Saintess, why don’t we hold a spectacular ceremony for the fountain’s completion!”

“…Pardon?”

“The day it’s completed, Your Eminence should show people just how you have changed!”

The high priest spoke proudly with a big smile.

“Hmm. I believe that’s a great idea, Your Holiness. I’m for it as well.”

“Hoho, don’t you think? Saintess, you should just focus on the fountain’s completion. We’ll take care of the ceremony, so you don’t have anything to worry about.”

She hadn’t given the green light yet though?

‘Why’s the situation going in this direction?’

She was momentarily taken aback by the plan for the ceremony, which somehow didn’t involve her opinion.

But still, it didn’t seem to be a bad idea.

Of course, it was a bit burdensome to be saddled with the expectation of ‘showing everyone that the saintess has changed’, however…

‘If I want to get more reputation points anyway, sooner or later, I’m gonna have to let people know that I’ve changed.’

Even if she wouldn’t be recognized as the true saintess, wasn’t it necessary for her to get rid of the stigma of being a vicious person?

And besides that, there was one other obvious advantage to this.

Of course, it was free publicity for the fountain.

The fountain was no different than her piggybank.

The more money she could collect, the more benefits she could gain.

For maximum efficiency, it’s imperative that as many people as possible would visit the fountain.

If the temple was coming forward to hold a ceremony for the fountain’s completion, it would have the same effect as a PR campaign.

‘Oho. Isn’t this quite a good thing?’

As she considered all the money she could potentially collect, her heart started pounding.

A smile slowly tugged up on the corners of her lips as well.

“Then, please. I’ll leave that in your care.”

It was the sincerest smile she showed the whole day.

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But you know, I’ve got this one concern.

‘I’m not sure if I have enough principal funds.’

In other words— money.

As I left the temple, I mulled over the fountain’s construction and surmised that I should make it grand enough to meet everyone’s expectations.

For that, its construction was naturally going to cost more.

I hadn’t even heard back from the duke about the sold jewelry yet, so I wasn’t sure yet whether I had enough money.

‘Should I start selling my dresses?’

However, I soon discovered that these concerns were all useless.