CH 96

[Return of Saintess Camilla]

Having closed the book, Camilla prepared her outfit.

It makes sense that the world will flow according to the prophecy anyway.

Ariel, a crude villain who doesn’t even have a supporting role. Although the story took a twist when she escaped the prophecy, in the end everything will go according to the will of the two Gods.

And…

Clickㅡ  

The prison door opened.

A cool breeze hit her skin.

A solid body of a blonde man in the middle of a blood-soaked shirt was seen. His appearance illuminated by the blue moonlight coming through the palm-sized window was truly artistic.

He was so beautiful that even she, who had no particular interest in men except for Diego, the final opponent of the prophecy, couldn’t take her eyes off him.

“Sir Reihausd.”

Camilla approached Reihausd and called him. He looked up at him coldly, with his eyes that weren’t warm even a little.

“Phew…”

His eyes weren’t supposed to be like this. He had to look at her with eyes full of desire and obsession.

Camilla leaned over to him. Her face and lips were right in front of him.

[The God of Lies, Bellatrix, blesses you.]

After a while, Reihausd’s lips opened.

His golden eyes began to cloud.

“A… riel…?”

It was unbearably unpleasant to hear the girl’s name, yet Camilla tried to put on a thin smile. Because she knew what she looked like in his eyes.

“Why are you here…”

He sounded confused.

Camilla whispered, pressing her lips close to his.

“I was going to throw everything away because it felt like a life that didn’t fit my way, but I couldn’t bear to leave Sir Reihausd.”

“…..”

“I have always loved you.”

Camilla lifted his hand and placed it on his shoulder.

His thin clothes slid down his shoulders as she touched him.

She could see Reihausd’s gold eyes shimmering.

“Hug me.”

Camilla whispered.

When she first arrives at the temple, her heart begins to burn as Reihausd has his eyes only on Ariel.

Reihausd.

Prophetically, he was a man who was merely firewood. However, when she found out that the man she thought was hers had his heart set on some fake saintess, she was madly offended.

“…Hug me deeply.”

Born with a divine mission, Camilla loved herself. She was confident she would do better than the prophecy version of her.

However, now there was a lot of anger as she must get her own things back first. Along with the possessive desire towards this man, who was far more beautiful than she ever imagined.

“…”

Reihausd’s hand touched Camilla’s cheek.

His shaking gold eyes were creepy and decadent.

A man with a stronger obsession and desire than anyone else under a stoic appearance. Her first possession.

“Camilla…”

His red lips clapped. And in an instant, she could feel his hand touching her neck..

He had a cold anger in his eyes that looked like he was going to swallow her up at any moment.

Camilla, who was grabbed by her throat, stiffened.

“Why? how…!”

One of Bellatrix’s abilities, the God of Lies, was to cloud the opposite sex as if they were drunk.

That’s why it was easy for them to mistake her for someone else, which made it difficult to distinguish even if it was the closest family and blood.

However, at this moment, Reihausd’s eyes were filled with strong conviction that the person in front of him wasn’t Ariel.

“There’s no way Ariel would say that to me.”

His cool voice rang in her ears. A sad, lonely smile formed on his lips.

“She won’t come to me. Even if it’s an illusion.”

The moment Camilla heard it, blood rushed to her head.

Ariel, he was comparing her to the fake bitch.

As if he thought she was virtuous.

Camilla used her power to break free from Reihausd’s clutch, yet it left a red handprint on her neck.

She glared at him for a while before opening her mouth.

“I’m the real saintess. That kid is fake. That witch…!”

“No.”

Camilla’s words were interrupted by his drunken eyes.

“I don’t care whether she’s real or fake.”

Camilla looked at him, startled.

“The important thing is that you’re not Ariel.”

What flowed inside the beautiful and empty gold eyes was a desperate reaction of contempt.

“You’re not her.”

She gritted her teeth.

What is that fake saintess, who made this noble man so possessed?

“That’s right. I’m not Ariel.”

Camilla said, glaring at Reihausd.

“But you are mine. That fake can’t have you… You’re mine, the true saintess!”

Reihausd just stared into the void and smiled like a sneer.

“That is the prophecy, the destiny. Even if you reject it, you will be mine in the end.”

She was annoyed that she couldn’t steal people’s hearts even with the authority of the Gods.

Camilla nervously turned around and closed the prison door.

Her eyes were stained with nervousness. She hurriedly thought that she should meet two other men.

‘Ariel couldn’t have already taken over the hearts of those two men, could she?’

Forebodings engulfed her mind.

***

Three days had passed since I came to the Imperial Palace.

Today, after secretly finishing the Emperor’s treatment, I entered Kyle’s room.

Since I had to thoroughly hide the fact that I was in the Imperial Palace from the temple, I was almost stuck with Kyle.

Even the servants and maids kept by my side were only the most trusted people, and I didn’t reveal my identity even to them.

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, is getting bored.]

[The God of Destruction, Ciel, wants destruction.]

[The God of Love, Odyssey, wants romance.]

The chat window in front of me flashed non-stop.

While the oracle connection wasn’t working, the Gods would chatter all day, perhaps quite bored.

“…Should we just stick together here?”

[The God of Destruction, Ciel, agrees with you.]

As I looked out the window and talked to myself, I heard Kyle’s voice from behind.

“That’s a good idea.”

He was sitting at the tea table, gracefully tilting his teacup.

“The Imperial Palace is always short of manpower.”

The Kyle I saw for three days was a vicious employer.

Still, the working conditions of the servants and maids were on the better side, but the people around him really behaved like dogs.

[Please stop His Highness.]

There was a dark shadow under the eyes of the Young Duke Shane Rockford whom I met yesterday. He said that he stayed up all night for the construction of the canal.

Besides, since he gave him a job in what happened in the temple,  would surely die from overwork.

“It was a joke.”

“If at any time you’re thinking of leaving the temple completely, let me know. I’ll give you a very nice position.”

“No. I have now decided to acknowledge the temple as my home.”

I answered politely and firmly.

“…Aren’t you at least curious what kind of position it is?”

“I’m not curious.”

“It’s jammed.”

He furrowed his fine eyebrows a little and muttered, as if he didn’t like it.

It was also the same with the priests dispatched from the temple of Elium.

‘Those who don’t want to work like crazy, don’t even eat.’

Apparently, this was Kyle’s theory.

“But, how are you going to deal with that?”

While drinking tea, Kyle suddenly pointed to the box on the bedside table.

“Hmm….”

It had been several days since the maids weren’t allowed to come near the box and the items were tightly secured.

“Didn’t I say that was the source of Camilla’s power?”

At Kyle’s urging, I remembered the conversation I had with Diego Vester.

Beyond the crystal ball, I can see the scenery of a secluded beach and the sound of waves. And the figure of him lying on the bed, showing off his strong upper body.

‘Ah, the more I think about it, the more I get pissed off.’

When I argued that it would have been better if Diego’s explanation had been a little sincere, he said something.

[It’s fine if you complete the contract, but even if you don’t, I’ll have fun. You… No, your soul looks so delicious.]

Son of a bitch.

Anyway, according to his explanation, Camilla, who should have accumulated strength for 4 years and appeared as a complete saintess, appeared in a hurry.

Thus, she carries the power she couldn’t absorb yet in the form of a ‘statue’ and will absorb it for the next four years.

He also said that the property was like food for Camilla, so without it, she wouldn’t be able to display her original power.

“Can’t we just break it down?”

I shook my head at Kyle’s seemingly troublesome remark.

“I told you. If we destroy that, Camilla might run out of control.”

It was a warning from Diego.

Still, if you starve for three days, your eyes will turn upside down…

I looked out the quiet window and pursed my lips.

“Wouldn’t tomorrow be enough?”

“I understand.”

Kyle drank the remaining tea from the cup. The day of the showdown was drawing near.