The Fake Saintess Awaits Her Exit

Evelina was the one who declared herself a Saint until the moment of her death. Why, then, did she never attempt to think about telekinesis?

“There are many strange aspects.”

Both this mark and telekinesis. The contents of the book were mostly filled with Iris’ story, the protagonist. Detailed accounts of Evelina were mostly about her misdeeds. Therefore, there was no mention of these things anywhere.

Perhaps if I continued to make an effort to recall, something would come to mind. That was what I was thinking at that moment.

“Saint, there you are!”

Suddenly, the voice of a strange man echoed through the air. Startled, I turned towards the source of the sound and found a man dressed in the attire of a clergyman standing there.

“You are…”

“Apologies for the belated introduction. I am here under the command of High Priest Karus, to escort the Lady.”

The man spoke these words and then knelt before me, placing one knee on the ground. With the mention of the name Karus, I could discern his true identity. It seemed that he had misunderstood my request to Karus not to send any more men and had gone ahead to insert another one. The man continued speaking.

“I noticed that the lights were off in the room, and I contemplated whether to turn back. However, I recalled what I had heard from those who had previously escorted the Lady. They mentioned that you enjoy activities in the sanctuary. Taking a slight risk, I ventured here secretly… only to find that you were also present. This must undoubtedly be a sign from the divine, guiding me to you, Lady.”

I observed the chattering man. It was evident that his appearance was far from that of a clergyman, as his hair was excessively long. Additionally, I could catch glimpses of civilian clothing underneath his clerical robe. In fact, even without those details, he appeared far too refined to be a clergyman. Pressing my aching temples, I extended my hand towards him.

“Please, leave.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Exactly as I said. Please leave promptly. Deliver my message to Karus that I do not wish for any more people to be sent.”

Upon hearing my words, the man became fl**tered and quickly raised his head.

“That is impossible.”

Abruptly, the man approached me and grasped my ankle firmly.

“What are you…!”

“I can satisfy the Lady far better than those who came before. Please, do not reject me so easily.”

As he spoke, he used his hand to stroke the inside of my thigh. The sensation sent shivers down my spine, and I instinctively tried to kick him away. However, his grip on my ankle remained steadfast.

“I have heard stories. I have heard that the men you summoned before often left them dumbfounded. Many returned without achieving anything. But I am different from those hapless fools.”

After uttering these words, the man reached over and spread my legs apart. Before I could protest, he forcefully inserted himself between them. Looking at me, he spoke again.

“I cannot let this opportunity, bestowed upon me through High Priest Karus, go to waste. I am determined to satisfy the Lady and, in return, receive her benevolence like others before me.”

As he spoke, the man licked his lips with a lascivious expression. Revulsion coursed through my body. At that moment, thoughts of being a lady or a saint ceased to matter. I grabbed a handful of the man’s hair and shouted.

“Get out! There’s no one here! This… village!”

Upon hearing my scream, the man quickly covered my mouth with a startled expression.

“Why, why are you acting this way? If you truly detest it, you could have punished me with your divine power. The fact that you haven’t done anything until now means that even you desire me, Lady.”

I still didn’t know how to use that divine power!

With my mouth forcibly covered by the man’s hand, I screamed once again. Simultaneously, I swung my hands and legs frantically, striking the man’s body. That was the moment.

[Crack!]

The man who had been on top of me suddenly let out a groan and released his grip on my mouth. Simultaneously, his body soared into the air and collided with a tree in the sanctuary, far away.

[Thunk!]

How forcefully he was thrown. The branch that collided with the man made a loud crack, and the man, too, fell to the ground and rolled. Who could have thrown this man? As I turned my head, my breath caught.

The black eyes that I had seen during the day were now looking directly at me.

“Latvan?”

One of the male protagonists of this world. A paladin who serves Iris. Latvan stood there before me.