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Chapter 38

“Honestly, I didn’t think I had that many complaints.”

Chae-eun usually thought of herself as someone who wasn’t overly dissatisfied with life. When her father had to leave, she accepted it. Even when her mother passed away, despite not truly accepting it in her heart, she again thought—it’s just one of those things.

Complaining about it wouldn’t change a thing.

She had only felt real dissatisfaction a few times, mostly stemming from the incident that led her to the church after fighting with her father.

However, since coming to the church, she often felt something bubbling up deep inside her.

It was a simmering frustration that wouldn’t explode but kept releasing steam, leaving her feeling suffocated—such dissatisfaction.

Of course, the source of this dissatisfaction was her sister Anna.

But it wasn’t because Anna’s behavior was unreasonable. Sure, she could be stubborn in odd ways and occasionally spout nonsense that irritated Chae-eun, but it was bearable.

“I’m pretty, aren’t I?”

Even though Anna said this with an incredibly serious expression, it wasn’t entirely wrong. It wasn’t that her beauty gave her a free pass, but it was more that Anna had her own boundaries, making it unnecessary for Chae-eun to get worked up about it.

Still, there was one thing that bothered her.

Anna always talked as if she were overly ambitious and selfish yet chose to be the one who naturally got the short end of the stick.

She would run headlong into danger without a moment’s hesitation if someone was bleeding in front of her, completely oblivious to the risks involved.

Moreover, she would let go of things she thought she had to abandon with alarming ease.

The first man Anna had felt attracted to since becoming a Saint Candidate was someone she seemed to push away without a second thought.

Someone she had wanted to strike up a conversation with.

“……”

Even now, it was the same. She was ready to leap forward upon seeing someone from afar, without even confirming whether they were friend or foe, just because she sensed they were hurt. How clueless can you get?

Chae-eun knew the tales of the Saint, how she lived sacrificing herself for everyone decades ago, using magic to fend off enemies that modern weaponry couldn’t touch.

There was no guarantee that history would repeat itself, but somehow, if it were Anna, it felt like she would willingly risk herself again in a similar situation.

And that was what irked Chae-eun.

Her father had never talked about how Chae-eun’s mother passed away, but she had picked up on it in a vague way. She could feel how her father’s allies treated her, especially after the fight with him.

“Don’t you dare rush in first.”

Chae-eun said, eyeing Anna firmly. If someone called it a glare, that wouldn’t be surprising. Anna nodded, looking just a tad scared.

Chae-eun felt a bit guilty, but—well, it couldn’t be helped.

She had seen first-hand the trouble Anna could get into.

And honestly, it also made her a little mad.

Chae-eun agreed that it wasn’t completely insane thinking on Anna’s part, either.

It was just—

As an arrow-riddled individual came from beyond the Gate, the situation didn’t persist for long.

The figure from the other side didn’t seem ready to push through into the Gate. Perhaps it was their first time seeing one. From what she had heard, knowledge of the Gate was almost classified in their world.

The group on the other side of the Gate appeared to be seizing this opportunity.

“The Gate…!”

“Nobody pass through! At least one of you might get clipped!”

The Hunters quickly retreated.

The Gate was shrinking rapidly.

Clearly, those on the other side were the ones deciding to close it, as this side had no intention of doing so.

Only those who knew about the Gate were the ones who sent these two over.

Must be the Princess’s entourage.

Whether out of loyalty or due to some other ability the Princess possessed, they chose to close the Gate to save her.

As soon as I saw the Gate start to close, I was about to rush towards the fallen people, but—

“Ria?”

Ria grabbed my arm, pulling me back.

Just as I was about to dash out, my body swayed, turning towards Ria.

I stumbled forward, crashing into her. Something soft brushed my face, which caught me off guard.

I hastily tried to pull back, but my face remained uncomfortably close to Ria’s.

“I told you not to rush in first.”

“But—”

“……”

The argument I was about to make—that it was fine now that the Gate was gone—died on my lips when I saw Ria’s expression.

“……I’m sorry.”

Well, I did have a point. Even if the Gate was gone, I still didn’t know what dangers could be lurking.

For all I knew, they could be hiding a bomb and we’d just vanish without a trace. …I’d only thought of that now.

Plus, acting recklessly not only put me at risk but could also endanger others. Realizing that, I felt my face grow pale.

“……Just know that.”

When I lowered my head, Ria let go of my arm.

“Stay behind me until we figure this out.”

I quietly hid behind Ria.

After some murmuring, I finally heard someone call out.

“Sister Anna!”

When I looked at Ria, she nodded. The two of us ran together. Anyway, even if I sprinted, I was still slower than Ria, so we kept a manageable distance between us.

Ria arrived first, with me following closely behind.

I quickly knelt before the two fallen individuals.

When I’d first seen them, I thought the smaller one looked worse, but up close, their sizes were similar. The one covered in arrows looked slightly older, though. Being an Elf, I couldn’t pinpoint their age exactly, but maybe they were around five or six years older than me in this world?

The one whose skin was rotting was completely unidentifiable age-wise.

“Do I leave the arrows as is?”

As that question lingered, I reached out to check the pulse of both. The one struck by arrows was in much worse condition. If I wasted even a minute, I might just miss the golden hour for treatment.

I had no time to spare.

It seemed like the presence above us understood my urgency and immediately poured Saint Power into them.

Wounds on the back began to close up, pushing the arrow tips out. The blood they had lost was unfortunate, but at least the life-threatening injuries could be dealt with.

Similar progress was made on the one lying in the front.

The previously blackened and rotten skin seemed to reverse, turning pale and smooth again, almost as if time were rolling back. Age—hmm, might be similar to mine.

The fact that there was almost no hair loss was a bit miraculous. Given the circumstances, it must have just been good luck. The extremities—fingers and toes—had turned much darker, so perhaps a decision had been made before those parts rotted away.

Voices of awe from around me felt a bit uncomfortable, just like always.

As the wounds of both slowly disappeared—especially the woman’s face, which had almost rotted away—her appearance returned.

She’s pretty.

Feeling somewhat relieved, I thought to myself.

And then—

“Huh?”

Upon seeing her face, I felt something strange.

Sure, she was an Elf and thus beautiful, but the tear mark under her eye felt oddly familiar.

Come to think of it, I hadn’t heard what the Princess looked like. Honestly, whether I did or didn’t, it wouldn’t have mattered much. We were only here to heal her, after all.

“……”

“What’s wrong? Is there a problem?”

Ria asked as she noticed me staring intently at the Elf’s face.

I shook my head and contemplated.

Yeah, probably not. Hmm. Maybe not.

After all, that Elf heroine couldn’t possibly be the Princess.

She did have a rather annoying pride about her lineage, typical of Elves, but still.

“Ah.”

I felt a bit dizzy. It wasn’t the Elf; I’d just exerted too much effort. The poison was potent, and the wounds of the person behind were deep.

“Anna, that’s enough.”

From behind, Ria lightly grabbed my shoulder, offering support.

“It’s alright now. You can stop.”

“But…”

I still couldn’t confirm if they were completely healed—

As those thoughts crossed my mind,

“Ugh.”

The Elf who had been lying before me made a sound.

Slowly, she opened her eyes. Through her half-lidded gaze, I saw her shining irises.

One was a light sky blue like a clear lake.

The other shone a dazzling green, as if light were penetrating through an emerald jewel.

“……Ah.”

That’s right.

No matter how much I thought about it, it was correct—she was the heroine.

Yeah, I had a feeling from the beginning—I knew it all along—

“Anna? Wait a moment, Anna!”

And she slipped into unconsciousness.

So, that’s how it is.

The fact that the Saintess was competing with other heroines at the start of her story had its reasons.

…Maybe I should just let this harem thing happen.

Seems like I have no control over it anyway.


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No, How Can an Atheist Become a Saintess!?

No, How Can an Atheist Become a Saintess!?

아니, 무신론자가 어떻게 성녀가 되겠어요!?
Score 7.2
Status: Completed Type: Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Korean
It’s impossible for an atheist to become a saintess! I merely expressed my thoughts on a ridiculous novel, and I ended up reincarnating into that story… in the exact scenario I found most absurd. Ugh, this is too much!

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