Hush Now, Saintess!

Chapter 58

Chapter 58

Translator: Yonnee

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“He’s right, Helena. How helpful would that shoddy saintess be anyway?”

“I agree. You think so too, don’t you, Reverend?”

“Haha, that’s right. To be honest, even though I’m still a new priest, I’m doubting whether she’s actually a real saintess.”

What followed after that were their harmonious hahahas and hohohos.

In the middle of it, Helena blinked her eyes in an oh-so-innocent manner.

However, she was sneering inwardly.

Her wide doe eyes glanced towards Roella’s back, noticing that she had stopped walking.

‘I’m sure you heard it, Roella.’

Indeed she did. Roella heard it.

Nevertheless, she must just be standing there because she was aware of her position.

Abysmal capabilities.

Fake saintess.

Those were the words that followed her like a shadow.

Well, it would be good for Helena if she’d run over here and go on a tantrum.

That would be a fun scene in its own right.

Then at that moment, a tactless voice said something from her right side.

“But I heard recently that Her Eminence received a prophecy and found a sacred relic.”

Right then, the atmosphere subsided. From the previous harmonious warmth, the air slowly but surely turned cold.

Owen glared at the owner of that voice with his scathing eyes.

‘Hah, this senseless prick.’

He had been having quite a lot of fun talking to the women here, but he couldn’t believe this guy couldn’t read the room like this.

Besides that, this tactless idiot was an apprentice priest who’s a commoner.

“How dare you intervene in a conversation between nobles? And really, you believe those false rumors? That’s why you’re hopeless. Stop talking nonsense now and just…”

But this time, it was his turn to stammer nervously.

Before he could even finish the sentence,

“Have you been talking about me?”

Someone came in and interrupted Owen.

* * *

Owen’s eyes went wide when he realized it was me.

The same was true with the young noble ladies.

Helena was the only one who wasn’t surprised.

“Sister?”

She tilted her head to the side as though she was innocent.

As though she had no idea what this was about.

Ah, washing your hands of your wrongdoings, I see.

“D-Ducal Lady? You’re still here?”

In the meantime, as Owen must have come back to his senses, he asked this very stupid question.

I answered with a bright smile.

“I heard something interesting, so I turned back around. Never mind that though— I’m asking if you were talking about me.”

“…It’s, it’s not like that.”

Owen started looking here and there like a kid who’s trying to think of an excuse.

Crossing my arms over my chest, I waited for him to speak again.

However, what he said was far beyond my expectation.

Closing his frantic eyes, he opened them again and shrugged his shoulders once.

Then,

“In all honesty, I didn’t say anything wrong.”

He spat out such dog-sh*t words with a sh*t-eating grin.

And at the same time,

“Pfft.”

“Ke-hum.”

The noble ladies at either side of Helena laughed.

Owen’s confident smile broadened.

Hah. What’s this.

‘Would you look at this son of a b*tch.’

Even so, I realized the importance of raising my reputation points.

If I still had just 3 reputation points like before, I would have had to keep my mouth shut even in a situation like this.

With one eyebrow raised, I opened my lips to answer.

“What did you just say?”

“No, that isn’t it. I admit that I was a bit too harsh. However, we’re talking about looking for a divine beast over here. It’s a creature that’s notoriously vigilant against people with low divine power, as we all know. That said, I don’t think I said anything wrong.”

“Ahh, is that so? Since I’m a saintess with weak divine power, I would have just caused a hindrance in the search for a divine beast—that’s what you’re saying?”

“…Well, since you’re aware after all, there’s nothing for me to say.”

Owen smiled even as he was posed the incredulously spoken question.

“But that’s…”

Unable to stand it any longer, Oliver stepped forward and spoke up, albeit timidly.

However, I raised my hand to stop him.

“That’s enough. There’s no need to raise a commotion over nothing. This is a sacred temple.”

“But…”

“It’s alright. I’ll take care of it.”

It’s not as if I wasn’t angry at all.

Who would ever feel happy about being openly looked down upon like this?

Maybe if the original Roella was still here, she would have already gone ahead and started pulling Owen’s hair out.

But pulling out that sleazeball’s hair was not the right way to go about this.