Raising the Saint of the Evil God in the Novel

4 – Episode 4

“Saint, it is time to wake up.”

I woke up to the sound of someone calling me, and when I looked around, I saw an unfamiliar room and a maid waiting for me.

“Ah, uhm… Mr. Ea?”

The head of this family assigned me yesterday as a maid.

I’m sure this maid is also a member of the eclipse cult.

“Praise be to the great One.”

As I said that, putting my hands together and praying lightly, Ea-san’s face hardened slightly.

“Above, Praise be to the great One.”

But before long, he answered my greeting.

Then add a word at the end.

“…Holy Lady, I think it would be better not to use the church’s greetings. If anyone gets caught, nothing good will happen.”

“Oh, I see. All right.”

I see. I definitely didn’t think of it.

If you get caught with such a light series of greetings, you might find out that you are from the eclipse cult.

For me, as Ea said, nothing good will happen if I get caught saying a normal greeting.

And just as Ms. Ea’s face hardened, I also frowned when I heard the word ‘saint’ from outside the church.

“Then, Ms. Ea, will you not call me a saint?”

Calling me a saint for the sake of secrecy must be a bad move.

And above all else, I don’t want to be called a saint.

Since there is a cause, there is no reason to hesitate.

But Mr. Ea didn’t expect me to ask for something like this.

“Okay. Then let her call you lady. Are you okay?”

A lady, a lady.

It’s the first time I’ve been called, but I don’t think it’s bad.

A girl who only appeared in children’s books.

“Well, yes, that’s good.”

I never thought I would be called this way.

A lady, not a saint.

Maybe that’s why, the sensation that fills my heart right now is not a bad feeling at all, even if it tickles a little.

“Then I will prepare the meal for you. Do you have any special food you want?”

What food do you want?

Is it possible to choose the food to eat?

When I was at the church, I only ate the food that was given to me every day, so I didn’t know what food to say.

Ummm … Yes, the raw meat she ate when she first became a saint was delicious.

“I want to eat raw meat. Is it possible?”

But for some reason, after hearing my answer, Mr. Ea’s face hardened again.

Is raw meat a food that is avoided outside?

“Unfortunately, that is impossible. It’s hard to get the ingredients here.”

It’s not like that, it seems like there are no ingredients.

So what should I say I want?

It reminded me that I really don’t know much about food.

“Then may I ask for the food you recommend? To my shame, I don’t know much about food.”

“…Yes, I understand.”

Mr. Ea, who was about to leave the room after saying that, turned around and asked me to do something.

“Please use a comfortable tone rather than a polite tone for employees. That way you won’t be ignored.”

“Oh, I see…”

Should I change my tone?

Before entering the church, I must have used a different tone, but I can’t remember now.

I go to the mirror in the corner of the room and sit facing me in the mirror.

“Hello, no no, um… How are you?”

“My name is Illyana…”

“I have been living in this mansion since yesterday, so please take good care of me from now on.”

Perfect!

As long as the first button of the conversation is well matched, I think it will be fine.

After sitting in front of the mirror for such a long time and being satisfied with the changed tone, I hear a knock on the door behind me.

I was surprised by that sound and turned around to see Mr. Ea who had brought food.

“…Did you see… No did you?”

“…No, I didn’t see it.”

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Whew.

Fortunately, it seems that he did not see that I practiced my accent while looking in the mirror alone.

It’s not that you shouldn’t be seen, but it would be a little embarrassing if you could.

I looked at the food Mr. Ea had brought with such relief.

But what is this?

It’s the first food I’ve ever seen since I was born.

But I couldn’t express it, so I had no choice but to watch Ea-san setting the food.

The only food I knew was bread.

The next… Ham? Meat?

Um… I have no idea.

First of all, when I picked up the bread and took a bite, I couldn’t help but be surprised.

Can bread be this soft?

It goes in really smoothly.

It’s so soft that I can’t tell if I’m chewing the bread.

After eating a piece of bread like that, I started to get interested in the unknown food next to me.

Simple bread is so delicious. How delicious is that food?

I picked up the unidentified food with my hand and took a bite.

“Ah.”

As soon as I stuff my mouth full of food, a sigh escapes from Ms. Ea’s mouth.

What the hell is going on?

…

“Uuwehehehe…”

To feel, to be corrupt. What the hell is this!

Food leaks out of the mouth unbearably.

Mr. Ea hurriedly wiped the food flowing from my mouth and said.

“This is spread on bread, so you shouldn’t eat it like that…”

Is that so!

What do you spread on bread? I didn’t even think about it.

Do all normal people eat like this?

Or did you deliberately bring me hard-to-eat food just to make fun of me?

As I kept thinking about that, food and saliva continued to flow from my mouth, and I suddenly felt very ashamed of this extraordinary situation.

I always showed only a perfect figure in the church, but as soon as I came out, I caused a major accident that I vomited food.

Couldn’t he be angry and punish me for this?

When I think about that, my body starts to tremble.

“…Ha… It’s okay. I will bring new food.”

After Ms. Ea said that and left with the food, she kept on crying.

Is it because the environment has changed?

I haven’t had any luck since I killed my first person at the age of 10.

“Sniff.”

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In many ways, it’s really unpredictable.

As soon as you wake up and see your face, don’t you say hello to that evil god?

Doesn’t she ask to be called by a name other than a saint?

Let’s ask what kind of food you want.

Isn’t raw meat eaten when the fire cannot be turned off?

In addition, there are rumors that the cult uses humans as food.

In that case…

“Ugh…”

I feel sick to my stomach.

First of all, we have to pick out the food.

As usual, I chose bread, sauce and milk to put on it.

Like that, I load the cart with food and take a bottle out of my pocket.

A bottle containing a colorless, odorless liquid.

It is paralysis poison.

If you put all of it, it’s lethal dose, if you put half of it, it’s enough to knock you out.

The family lord told me to watch and report every move, but the best way is to organize things without having to watch and report them.

Now, far from suspecting us, the kid seems to genuinely appreciate us, but over time, lies tend to deteriorate and peel off.

In that case, it would be best to subdue them as quickly as possible before they are discovered.

And there is something to be said about the disposition of the child.

As far as I am concerned, no matter how much the child is in the position of a saint of a church for my family, she is just a child, so I want to send her as comfortably as possible.

However, the head of the household is burning with the will to not let her go in peace by inflicting as much pain as possible.

In addition, not only the head of household, but also the other servants are sharpening their blades to pay for what they have suffered, so I have already crossed the line that I can do alone.

In that case, as a servant, I have no choice but to follow the head of the household.

Mix half of the paralysis poison in the bottle with the milk.

The milk mixed with the paralysis poison had a transparent light for a while, and quickly regained its original pure white color.

“Hmm? Are you already doing it?”

A man who was cooking at a restaurant saw me and started talking to me.

The people in this mansion said that they did not know the child’s true identity, but the truth is different.

Everyone knows the identity of the child.

And everyone has a grudge against the eclipse cult.

This man says that after his wife and daughter were kidnapped and taken away, he never saw them again.

“Yes. Because the sooner the better.”

“Well… No matter how childish she is, she is a saint of the disgusting eclipse church, and I wonder if she will suffer from such a thing…”

It certainly is.

Even I, who was trained as a servant right now, was immune to most poisons.

If you make a hasty attempt and get caught, you might raise a lot of suspicion, but no matter how much you think about it, I don’t think you’ll notice this poison.

How can you see through the poison that made so many strong people disappear into the dark side of history without being able to see through it?

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Failed.

I haven’t even tried poisoned milk.

You can’t imagine biting off the whole sauce that was meant to be eaten.

I came out in a panic as I immediately threw up the food into my mouth and became teary-eyed.

It seems that the milk is poisoned, but it can’t be helped that it was cold.

I wondered if he had noticed that milk was poisoned.

Whoa… First of all, let’s try mixing poison with food after a while.

To try again without fixing something that failed once is an act that symbolizes an idiot.