Hush Now, Saintess!

Chapter 62

Translator: Yonnee

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In the meantime,

“Milady, you found the divine beast?”

“That’s amazing, Milady! Isn’t that right, Gaston?”

“Yes! You’re incredible, Milady!”

Mary, Oliver and Gaston merrily approached and praised me.

“That’s right. You truly are extraordinary.”

The apprentice priest, who had unexpectedly bet on me, also looked excited.

“Eyy, I barely managed to do it. But anyway…”

As I replied with a smug look, I directed my gaze at Owen.

“Why? You won’t answer?”

My group quickly looked at him as well.

At the same time, I could feel his vigor plummeting right away.

It looked like he was slowly starting to grasp the situation he was in.

“I… I apologize.”

At the apology he gave in a weak, crawling voice, I just shrugged.

“What? I couldn’t hear because you were speaking too quietly.”

Griiit.

The sound of teeth being ground together was soon heard.

His teeth would just drop out if he’d continue that.

“I was wrong, Saintess.”

“What did you do wrong?”

“…For speaking ill of you and looking down on you, I apologize immensely. Please find it in your generous heart to forgive me.”

“Alright. I accept your apology.”

“Truly?”

Owen looked up at me.

His eyes glinted with anticipation.

And in response, I nodded readily.

‘As far as I know, Roella had quite the potty mouth, too.’

The grimace that had been on the man’s face just a moment ago was borne out of the air of terror that Roella had left behind. Here I was now, having to face the consequences—or maybe reap the benefits?—of that impression.

So, I should be a little generous, too.

“Yes, thank you for the apology.”

“Saintess…!”

“Now, all we have to do is keep our promise, yes?”

It was instantaneous.

The hope that had bloomed on his expression soon dissipated, crumpling to the fullest.

What. Why.

“Just now, you said you’ll forgive me!”

“Mm-hmm. I forgive you. But forgiveness is a separate matter from the promise you made.”

“How could you be so unreasonable?!”

“That’s right, Sister. I think you’re being a little too much.”

This is unfair.

Helena slipped in a few words after Owen had shouted.

Her big, doe eyes were even moist with tears.

‘You couldn’t even control your expression until just now.’

As expected, this kid knew how to put out a performance.

“What exactly is ‘too much’?”

“It was a bet that we all just made for fun. Besides, you said that you’ve forgiven me.”

“Yes, Ducal Lady. This is a little too much.”

“Yes, it doesn’t look good.”

Helena’s two wings helped out as well, as though they had found the right time.

Yeah, sure. Just flap, why don’t you.

“I, for one, didn’t do it just for fun. I also warned you beforehand that you can’t take back your words.”

I was initially worried that my reputation might slightly get reduced because of this, but I decided to be more confident.

“And, as I said. Forgiveness is a separate matter. A bet is a bet.”

Because what I said wasn’t unreasonable at all.

And, seeing as how the system window was being quiet right now, the bystanders who were watching seemed to be on my side.

‘Luckily, it seems like ‘justice’ is more important than people’s emotions. Maybe because they’re priests.’

Helena also pursed her lips once and bit her lower lip. She did not speak up after that.

However, there was still someone who remained unconvinced.

“…What nonsense is that. Please let this go, Saintess. If I leave my station as a priest, there will be big trouble.”

“What kind of big trouble?”

“That’s…”

Hesitating, he trailed off.

Come on. What kind of big trouble would there be?

Well, it didn’t matter anyway.

“That’s enough. Whatever kind of big trouble there would be, I have no intention of letting this go.”

“……!”

“Leave your position, just as you have promised.”

“Even after everything, you just…!”

He cried out in a fit of tears, but as he noticed his surroundings, he shut himself up.

Gently stroking the cat, I continued.

“Do you think that’s all? You should also be given a grave punishment.”

“Grave punishment?”

“Yes. Grave punishment.”

“Hah, is something like that warranted for making a mere bet? I admit to making a mistake, but nevertheless, you are being too much!”

He cried out as though he was completely innocent.

“Hmm. Is that true?”

“Of course!”

I raised one brow at the man’s brazen answer.

“I don’t think so.”

“What?”

“What of your management of the divine beast?”

“……?!”

When I asked this question, Owen’s face was soon taken over by shock.

‘As I thought.’

His reaction alone had confirmed my guess.

The corners of my lips twisted upwards.