I’m a Fake Saintess But the Gods Are Obsessed With Me - Chapter 148 - Side Story 2

The next day I was hectic.

 

“Saintess, I think we need to increase the number of orders.”

 

“I put it on display because it’s not a holy relic, but why is it so crowded?”

 

I let out a small sigh at my store, which is doing very well even if business is going well.

 

It’s a temple-authorized side job, but my initial goal was just to enjoy a leisurely hobby. However, even after increasing the number of clerks to five, the number of people rushed to the point where manpower couldn’t handle it.

 

A middle-aged marquis with a big belly was seen looking in the mirror with a choker around his neck.

 

“Oh my, Honey. It goes so well with the outfit.”

 

“Hoho, this will stand out wherever I go.”

 

Next to him, his wife was admiring him, saying that it suits him.

 

[The God of Justice, Hetuse, looks upset.]

 

‘Have I come to lead a new trend?’

 

In a way, it’s fortunate that Reihausd’s choker doesn’t look weird… As expected, this choker frenzy is a little burdensome.

 

“We should increase the number of orders and think about the waiting customers.”

 

“I understand. Saintess.”

 

In the midst of the turmoil, I finished checking the books and checking the items, then I straightened my back and stretched.

 

Whingㅡ

 

At that time, the magic receiver on my body rang.

 

‘Is this an error?’

 

Reihausd said he was going to the imperial palace today.

 

Could something dangerous happen at the founding festival?

 

“What’s the matter, Saintess?”

 

“N-Nothing.”

 

I thought it would be okay, but I suddenly felt uneasy because of the mood, so I decided to go back quickly.

 

“I have to go early for temple work today. Please clean up until the end.”

 

“Yes. Saintess. Be careful on your way back.”

 

Greeted by the clerks, I returned to the temple. And I found out that the receiver wasn’t wrong.

 

***

 

“Sir Reihausd!”

 

I saw him lying dead on the bed.

 

“What on earth is going on…!”

 

His white shirt was half open, exposing his firm chest, and the hem of his white trousers was stained with blood. It wasn’t the blood from Reihausd’s body. Probably the blood of enemies.

 

[The God of Art, Mond, protests against Bellatrix with a pale face.]

 

[The God of Destiny, Bellatrix, comforts Mond not to be too heartbroken because this is another process of fate.]

 

[The God of Death, Kairos, expresses his sorrow over this unfortunate accident.]

 

I heard that on the way back from the congratulatory speech at the founding festival, the carriage was attacked by surprise. It was a sudden attack without a chance to do anything, so Reihausd was injured.

 

“I have no face.”

 

Dwayne reported from behind with a devastated expression.

 

“What about the interrogation results?”

 

“You must have heard that the High Priest is from the outskirts. Although now incorporated into the Empire. Before being incorporated into the Empire, he was captured by a general…”

 

Dwayne told me about Reihausd’s history.

 

“Because that general is a pervert who likes to abuse and kill slaves… I hear he’s been through quite a bit of trouble. In the end, he died at the hands of his subordinates, but a few years later, the High Priest completely uprooted the family.”

 

This is the first time I’ve talked in detail, so I listened and focused.

 

It seemed that he had a deep resentment for even insulting the corpse of a general.

 

‘Reihausd. He must have had a painful past.’

 

His pale face seemed to pierce my heart.

 

Isn’t it said that tragedy begets tragedy? When I heard the reason for his shadiness, which I had been avoiding in my heart, I felt sorry for him.

 

[The God of Art, Mond, blots tears with a handkerchief.]

 

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, pats Mond on the shoulder to comfort him.]

 

[The God of Destruction, Ciel, bites a new handkerchief.]

 

What a lonely road it must have been to get to this place alone. There must have been many difficulties to make it so straight and perfect.

 

I was a little ashamed of myself for thinking for a moment that I would ‘reform’ him.

 

How could I be so arrogant when I knew nothing about him?

 

“So… It means that it was the descendants of that general who made Sir Reihausd like this.”

 

“Anyway, it seems that they were against the fact that the High Priest took away the general’s property and mutilated his corpse. It’s because they are also those who value the afterlife. It’s a tragedy that we can’t self-determine and dig further during the interrogation.”

 

Even if it was reasonable, would it lead to revenge?

 

I looked at Reihausd with a complicated expression. Around his neck was the choker I gave him.

 

“Since the attack was made with the power of black magic, which is so strong that the divine power can’t work, the priests are also having a hard time healing.”

 

[The God of Death, Kairos, rolls his feet as he ponders seriously whether or not it’s good to have Reihausd hit by the Salerium.]

 

While looking at Kairos’ worries through the chat window, I spoke to Dwayne.

 

“…Get out. Dwayne.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“I’ll try to heal him with holy power.”

 

At my words, Dwayne quickly stood up and bowed his head at me.

 

“I understand. Saintess. Please… take a good care of him”

 

After Dwayne left, I focused the energy flowing through my body into my hands.

 

***

 

“Ha…”

 

I took a deep breath and rested.

 

As expected, no matter how much divine power was poured out, the effect was almost insignificant. Earlier, Bellatrix said that this was also a process of fate. However, there was no guarantee that the fate Bellatrix spoke of would have a happy ending.

 

If the end of that fate is that he dies, then I…

 

‘No.’

 

Eventually, I returned to my room and contacted Diego through the crystal ball I had recently obtained.

 

“Today, I have a good dream, and a friendly face is looking for me.”

 

Unwelcome purple eyes greeted me.

 

[The God of Justice, Hetuse, turns his head and only moves his pupils to glance at Diego’s face.]

 

“I’ll start with the main topic. There’s a person who’s been affected by black magic… and it’s a situation in which he needs to be treated.”

 

I saw Diego wiggle his eyebrows.

 

“Isn’t the person affected by the black magic the yellow hair standing around you? Rumor has it that you’re friendly with the High Priest these days.”

 

“Ha… I don’t know why something about me flows all the way to the Demon Realm.”

 

I said with a small sigh.

 

“It’s Daisy. My exclusive priestess.”

 

It was a lie, of course, but if I told him honestly that Reihausd was hurt, Diego was unlikely to help.

 

[The God of Art, Mond, likes your white lies.]

 

“Ah, that priestess. Haven’t you saved her with your holy power before?”

 

“Yes. But this time, it doesn’t work at all.”

 

Diego nodded his head as if he believed me.

 

“What are the symptoms?”

 

“Pale face, burning lips and cheeks, and there is a clover-like mark on the left chest.”

 

I looked around the mark, and I could feel the strong black magic energy from the mark.

 

“Clover-like mark…”

 

At my words, Diego hardened his eyebrows and shook his head.

 

“I can’t.”

 

At those words, my heart thumped.

 

Ominous thoughts began to fill my mind, but I tried to keep my composure.

 

“What… do you mean?”

 

Diego said nonchalantly.

 

“It’s a curse. Sooner or later, her body will be burned to death. It was a curse that was used by a former demon king from incubus, it’s surprising that there are people who use it. It’s a lower level curse than Leto’s curse, but the effect is similar.”

 

“No!”

 

I hastily lifted the crystal ball. My hands were shaking.

 

[The God of Art, Mond, stumbles on his forehead.]

 

When Camilla was cursed by Leto, even Bellatrix, the God of Lies, couldn’t break the curse. The curse derived from the power of a demon king is very severe and contradicts the power of Gods.

 

Seeing my expression as if I was about to cry, Diego let out a small sigh.

 

“Is there any way? Anything… tell me how.”

 

I couldn’t let Reihausd go like this.

 

“Probably, there’s no proper way to solve it because it is a curse that a demon king left behind and sacrificed the caster’s soul. If they had the strongest body among the demons, they would be able to withstand it, but if it was a human body, it would be close to impossible. They have no choice but to die.”

 

If I had gone to the Imperial Palace, he wouldn’t have been attacked on the road.

 

“Diego, please.”

 

When I called his name, he twitched his eyebrows.

 

“Don’t cry. If you do so, then…”

 

”…I don’t recommend it very much, but that Daisy girl, does she like anyone?”

 

At the sudden words, I blankly looked at the crystal ball and nodded.

 

“I’m going to send you a pill through my subordinate, give it to Daisy and wake her up.”

 

When I heard that word, I shouted.

 

“There’s… medicine?”

 

“Obviously, it has no effect on the curse. It’s just a medicine to get her out of unconsciousness.”

 

At that moment, I felt a bit of disappointment for what I had hoped for.

 

“Anyway, wake her up and let Daisy spend the night with someone she likes. Then the curse is transferred to the other person.”

 

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, pricks up his ears to Diego’s words.]

 

I looked at the crystal ball with a firm expression.

 

“Could it be that the method…?”

 

“There is no way to break the curse. Only a way to move it.”

 

“…”

 

“It should be a dense relationship with the person she loves. enough to feel the pleasure. Otherwise it has no effect. In order for it to be appetizing enough to serve as new prey for the ‘curse’.”