Saint Amael was crying while looking at the sky.
He clawed at his chest and head.
“Please… please. I want to be happy. Please.”
Sobbing and pleading, he scread and collapsed to the floor.
He was breaking.
Writhing in pain, he was gradually dragged into darkness.
And then…
He completely disappeared.
***
The two princesses jumped up from the bed simultaneously.
Both of them were covered in cold sweat.
“What… what is this?”
Ione stopped wiping her cold sweat and looked at the back of her hand.
Dullaneer’s stigmata was glowing.
The two imdiately realized this wasn’t a simple dream.
“Why the Saint? How?”
Just as Alne was muttering, a mory flashed through both of their minds simultaneously.
When Ione’s mind was still not sound.
It was the mory of Amael hugging Ione and crying.
— If you stay by my side, Ione will only get hurt.
They rember the saint’s sad eyes looking down at her as she asked him to marry her.
A sad smile ca to mind, as if forcibly swallowing frustration and resentnt.
— I’m sorry, Ione.
And the mont when he hugged Ione and cried also ca to mind.
After briefly reflecting on that mory, the two princesses got up from their seats simultaneously with pale faces.
After hurriedly changing clothes, the two rushed outside.
“To the Mars Magic Tower branch. Please depart imdiately!”
“As you command, Your Highnesses.”
A limousine was ready like a bullet, and the two were able to arrive at the Magic Tower not long after.
The two got out of the car and entered the Magic Tower surrounded by guards, and despite the sudden visit, the Tower Master was imdiately called down.
“Oh, what brings you here?”
The two carefully bowed their heads towards Tower Master Yorgen, who ca down flustered with a surprised expression.
“Please forgive our rudeness for coming without prior notice. But we had to co like this because there’s soone we urgently need to et.”
“Who do you wish to et?”
“Is Erpha here? We’d like to et with her.”
“With Erpha?”
“Yes. , Ione, and Miss Erpha. We’d like to talk just the three of us.”
“I’ll call her right away. Would you please wait in the reception room?”
“Thank you.”
The two princesses went to the Magic Tower’s reception room and waited quietly, and in less than 5 minutes, Erpha entered the reception room.
“Then please have your conversation.”
After the Tower Master bowed politely and closed the door, only 3 won were left inside the reception room.
Erpha looked at the two princesses with an expressionless face for a mont and then greeted them politely.
“I greet Your Highnesses the Princesses. I am Erpha, a witch of the Magic Tower.”
In Erpha’s eyes were wariness, fear, and a strange jealousy.
The two could understand why she was making such an expression.
“Miss Erpha. We ca because we wanted to talk about the Saint.”
As Alne spoke first, Erpha’s hands began to tremble.
“As expected. Is that why you ca?”
Erpha opened her mouth with a locked voice.
“You’re going to tell to give up on the Saint, aren’t you? And you two are thinking of monopolizing him, right?”
Erpha hung her head as if miserable.
“That’s right. I was rejected. I was rejected in front of Princess Ione. But even so, I will never give up. No matter what threats you make to . I will never give him up.”
At those words, Ione stood up.
“I’m sorry, but you’re misunderstanding.”
“If that’s not it, what reason is there for you to co find ?”
Ione threw out a word indifferently.
“The Saint will die, Erpha.”
With that one word, Erpha’s mood changed.
“…What?”
Ione pointed to the stigmata on the back of her hand.
“Lord Dullaneer showed us two this morning. The sight of the Saint unable to endure the pain, finally collapsing and breaking.”
The jealousy disappeared from Erpha’s eyes.
Anger too.
All competitiveness disappeared as well.
And finally, her eyes beca what Ione wanted.
She had a desperate look.
“Sit down first. The story seems like it will be a bit long.”
Ione quietly pointed to the opposite side of the reception room sofa where the two were sitting, and Erpha didn’t refuse.
Erpha’s eyes were trembling as she sat on the sofa.
“Please tell in detail.”
Alne explained, “It’s exactly as we said. We saw the Saint suffering in pain, being consud by darkness and disappearing. It looked like his mind had collapsed. He was begging to be made happy.”
Erpha’s eyes trembled.
“Why? He is the most devout apostle of God. He saved countless people and saved us, too. So why him?”
Ione answered that question, “It’s speculation, but there’s one point I’m suspicious about.”
“What is it?”
“The Saint may have received a revelation that he must continue to fight evil. The fact that Lord Dullaneer, the God of Evil Destruction, deliberately showed us the Saint’s appearance is evidence of that. Although he serves a different god, he will be used in a way that fulfills Lord Dullaneer’s will.”
At Ione’s words, Erpha shook her head with a face that didn’t understand.
“Evil destruction? Isn’t that sothing Princess Ione, the holy woman of the White Order, should do? Why the Saint?”
At those words, Ione smiled bitterly.
“The situation must be that urgent. For 300 years, no saints, holy won, or heroes were allowed, and then the Saint of Healing and the Holy Woman of Evil Destruction were allowed to humanity almost simultaneously. It’s clear that he wasn’t sent down just to heal and leave, right?”
300 years ago.
That was, even before the empire was created.
They say it wasn’t so difficult to find saints, holy won, and heroes back then.
It was said that the gods also gave divine words to humans more directly, and divine power, blessings, and miracles were much stronger than now.
But for 300 years, the gods of the Pantheon no longer allowed saints, holy won, and heroes to humans. Divine words also beca extrely rare, and miracles and divine power were said to have weakened greatly compared to their heyday.
In contrast, evil god worshippers and demon cultists steadily built up their strength in the shadows for 300 years, growing to the point where they could now place an evil god’s chosen one in the middle of the imperial palace.
Humans couldn’t know exactly what was happening in heaven and hell, but it was obvious that the power of the Pantheon had weakened and the power of evil beings had strengthened.
In such a situation.
A saint appeared and saved the empire.
As Ione said, it was clear that he wasn’t sent down simply to treat the sick and leave.
“Evil destruction doesn’t just an physically beating to death like the White Order. He must have received a mission to continue saving the weak.”
Alne continued the conversation, “Moreover, he’s a foreseer. It wouldn’t be strange if he saw a future where the world is destroyed by the hands of evil ones. Perhaps he’s continuing to bear all the burden alone to prevent that future and save those who are suffering…”
The words were cut off.
All three won’s faces were pale.
They hated it.
The saint disappearing and breaking.
They really hated that more than death.
Erpha tightly clasped her four trembling hands together.
“So that’s why he pushed away. He must have thought that if I stayed by his side, I would get hurt because he has to fight evil beings.”
Erpha seed to be recalling the mont when the saint coldly rejected her.
Until just now, it was a depressing mory, but now it was a mory that created anxiety and worry.
“What should we do? How can we prevent the future where he breaks?”
At those words, Alne smiled faintly.
“It’s simple. He just needs soone to open his heart to.”
“Considering his personality, he’s the type who would rather suffer alone! No matter what, he’ll never open his heart. He’s the type who would rather die than have others suffer because of his mission.”
It wasn’t wrong.
A being who was foolishly good, didn’t care for himself at all, and willingly jumped into danger to save people.
That was the Saint Amael the three of them knew.
No matter how much they tried to approach, it was clear he would try to push them away sohow, worried they would get hurt.
No matter how much they persuaded and begged, he would never open his heart.
It was obvious he would act so foolishly, even though he was inwardly suffering and breaking down more than anyone else.
Erpha didn’t know how to make the saint open his heart, but Ione and Alne were just smiling strangely, as if they knew the answer.
“Let’s get him intoxicated.”
Ione spat out one sentence.
“And then we copulate.”
Erpha coughed as if she swallowed her saliva wrong.
“W-what…!”
“Given the saint’s personality, he’ll never give his heart in an ordinary way. He’ll never try to rely on anyone. So I think it’s ti for a sowhat extre thod.”
“The saint loves you, Miss Erpha. When you were rejected by him and left. You don’t know how sad a face he had as he watched your back.”
Erpha was surprised at those words.
“Really… Did he really?”
“It was a look that couldn’t co out unless he was in love. It’s clear. So you have to do it. Go and sohow win his heart. And comfort him. Because he’ll be in pain from now on too. You need to be his support so he doesn’t break down.”
“That’s why we ca. You can do it, Erpha.”
Erpha was silent for a mont at the words of Princess Ione and Alne.
After a long while, she opened her mouth, “Why are you doing this much for ? Don’t you two love the saint too?”
At those words, the two princesses nodded.
“We love him. We love him to the point where our breath stops.”
“To be honest, we thought several tis about sohow getting rid of you and having the saint to ourselves. But we couldn’t do that.”
“The thought of preventing another person who was saved just like us from loving him… seed too selfish.”
“So go. Go and win the saint’s heart and make him happy. That’s what we want.”
The conversation ended.
Ione and Alne were smiling with sad faces, and Erpha was staring at the two princesses.
Erpha seed to be thinking about sothing.
After pondering and pondering for a long ti, she finally smiled self-deprecatingly.
“You’re both fools. To try to hand over the man you love to a rival.”
Ione smiled bitterly.
“We both thought it was a foolish thing to do as we ca here.”
“Don’t worry. I’m no less of a fool than you two.”
This ti, the two princesses were surprised at those words. Erpha shrugged at their expressions.
“Three is better than one, right? Besides, you’re telling to go with a bottle of alcohol and make the saint drink? I’m a woman who’s lived half her life in hiding. There’s no way I could do such a thing skillfully. I guarantee you two doing it would be much better.”
The two princesses looked at Erpha carefully.
“Will you really be okay with this, Erpha?”
Erpha nodded.
“It’s exactly as you two said. It’s too selfish to claim that soone can love and soone can’t when we were all saved together, isn’t it? I don’t think that’s right.”
At those words, smiles appeared on the faces of Ione and Alne.
“We’ll sohow make him drink. And then we’ll call you, Erpha.”
“Please do that. But one thing. I can’t yield on this. The first experience is mine.”
Alne and Ione licked their lips as if regretful at those words.
“Alright. We’ll accept that.”
“We’ll just warm him up. But after that, it’s us.”
Erpha nodded.
That was how it was decided.
***
Since she was soone who ca and went every day, no one stopped her when she entered the temple of the magic tower and headed to the saint’s room.
Erpha carefully entered the saint’s room, stepping past the guards, court mages, and priests and knights of the White Order.
The court mage must have installed soundproofing magic in advance, so when she entered, she heard a sound that was not heard at all from outside.
“Wait, Ione. If you put it in suddenly like that… Ah…♥ Uh♥”
“Since the sensations are shared, it feels like doing it with two Saints. How interesting.”
The twin sisters were lying on either side of the saint and moaning.
The two raised their flushed faces when they saw Erpha co inside.
The two princesses looked at Erpa and smiled brightly.
“We haven’t done it yet as promised.”
“I only touched his fingers and arms. Is this okay?”
Erpha nodded to the two and approached the bed.
She saw the saint sleeping soundly.
His eyes were slightly swollen, as if he had shed tears.
She felt pity for him.
Erpa quietly climbed onto the saint’s body.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry for doing this.”
This foolishly kind and good man probably woke up the next day worrying about the three people rather than get angry after checking the situation.
Since he was such a foolishly good man, he would not show anyone the mission he had shouldered, and in the end…
He would end up ruined like in the two princesses’ dreams.
She didn’t expect much.
It was clear that he would continue to save people in the future.
The process would be painful and difficult.
So she wanted to give him a happy experience, even if it was just for a little while.
Erpha hoped that after he woke up, he would open his heart through this incident.
She wanted him to be happy in her arms, even if it was just for a little while.
She wished he would cry and act childish, saying that the burden he was carrying was heavy.
It would be painful and difficult.
Erpha carefully lowered his face and kissed the saint.
“After today, you can criticize and get angry. It’s okay to react however you want, but please… don’t break.”
Her four arms moved slowly and delicately, taking off the witch’s costu that was wrapped around her.
“I love you, Saint.”
The night deepened.
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