CH 3

Kasdar got on the carriage with Lala-san, Synovidos, and Vivian-san and left me behind, for real.

He left me behind, completely abandoned me. . .

“What? No way. . .Is this for real. . .?”

Until the Exiled Duke’s Daughter,...

This was just a carriage stop. 

There was no place to stay. If anything, there was a resting place for the coachmen, but it was a place that felt like a world of alcohol, tobacco, and men. To be honest, it wasn’t a place where women and children could enter.

“What should I do from now on?”

I felt despair at that moment.

“Hey, isn’t that the saint of the Kasdar Party, that big halo?”

“Really. What are you doing in a place like this?”

“Did you get abandoned?”

I turned around with an unpleasant feeling.

There were adventurers with bad attitudes grinning there.

Since the Demon Beast was abundant in the Demon King’s Forest, many adventurers gathered to collect materials that could be sold at high prices.

“That boy is making people’s lives miserable.”

“Hey, Neechan, can you put a stop to your fiancé’s behavior?”

“Well, wait a minute there.”

Kasdar-sama certainly has a good appearance. However, that only applies to beautiful women and nobles.

His attitude towards commoners is the lowest of the low among the nobles. Lately, he has even picked fights with adventurers, making him extremely unpopular.

As I tried to back away, they cornered me with grins on their faces.

Looking around, no one would help me and avert their eyes. How terrible. 

“Wait, please. I’m a saint, you know? I’m under the church’s jurisdiction, and if any harm comes to me, the church will punish you.”

“I bet even if we mess up, Saint-sama will fix it anyway. And as long as you keep quiet, no one will find out.”

“Oh, God. . .The founding king of this country, His Majesty Eitzicht, who is also the god of this country, is watching this!”

“I don’t know any god I’ve never seen before! You idiot!!!”

“Help meーー!!!”

I ran away while screaming. They chased after me, laughing.

“Hahaha, you can’t escape because of your halo.”

I bit my lip and ran desperately.

I left the carriage stop and headed towards the brick warehouses built by merchants, guilds, and various other businesses, away from the crowded rest areas and street vendors.

“Hey hey, where are you going? No one’s there.”

“You’re asking for help, yet you’re hiding behind a corner. What are you really expecting?” 

Saints are gifted individuals loved by the earth. They are unable to use attack magic that would inevitably harm others.

In a country where anyone can use magic, even fire cannot be conjured without tools. 

That’s why I am relatively powerless alone.

As I run, memories of the past flash through my mind.

Originally, I wanted to become a Sister with a regular job, using my abilities to feed everyone.

But that dream and future were shattered by my fiancé, Kasdar.

I had no choice but to prepare myself and work hard as both a saint and a fiancée, only to be abandoned.

I’m frustrated. I’m sad. But. . .

“I’m finally free.”

I entered the brick warehouse. It was probably abandoned, as the warehouse was empty. I held both hands in front of me and focused on the [halo] above my head.

The halo shone and spun, scattering wheat flour all around. Then I licked the flour and cast a defensive barrier on myself.

――And also inside the warehouse.

“Hehehe, we’ve cornered you, Saint-sama.”

“Wait, everything around here is white.”

It’s too late to notice now!

I stood tall and shouted loudly.

“I’m Hiira Seamacy, also known as the Wheat Flour Cinnamon Saint!! When I’m a saint, I’m serious, so don’t underestimate me!!!”

And then I took out a fire starter from my magic pouch and lit it.

BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!

I calmly left the warehouse unscathed from the explosion.

“Don’t worry. . .my dust explosion only burns and blows away houses and clothes.”

Although my body is in pain and I may faint from the shock, I am basically protected from harm.

Saints are gifted individuals loved by the earth. They cannot harm others with their abilities.

But they can burn down houses and clothes.

“At best, you can hitchhike with Mappa’s afro, you thugs!”

I walked away calmly with the explosion behind me.

――And then. . .

I felt my hesitation blown away by the shock of the explosion. 

“That’s right. I knew that my relationship with Kasdar-sama would eventually become impossible. I have no regrets, so I will walk a new path in life.”

I didn’t look back.

I couldn’t go back to the monastery, and as a woman whose engagement had been broken off, I had nowhere to go. But there was no point in counting what I had lost.

“I will take back my life!!”

“. . .Hiira-dono.”

As I muttered to myself, overwhelmed with emotion, I heard a voice calling out to me from behind.

In an instant, a gust of wind hit me unexpectedly as I turned around.

“ーー!!”

I involuntarily closed my eyes, and when I opened them after the wind had stopped blowing. . .

There was a familiar, beautiful man in black clothes with long black hair standing in front of me.

Narrowing his golden eyes, he muttered in an emotionless, low voice.

“That was unfortunate.”

“. . .Demon King-sama. . .”

When I saw Demon King-sama, my chest tightened painfully.

I was expelled from the party. And thought I would never be able to see Demon King-sama again.