What right did they have to say those things when they just butted in.
I had already jumped to my feet before I noticed it, glaring fiercely at Rozalie.
“Adoracion-sama chose Lidianne. You’re insulting Adoracion-sama himself with that tone of yours!”
“I’m just telling the truth, aren’t I? Adoracion-sama only have one Saintess. All the rest are just substitutes for her. I’m just stating a fact that everybody else knows already.”
Her adorable-looking face contorted in annoyance as she shrugged her shoulders. Her expression suddenly changed, and she looked at me mockingly.
“Oh, don’t tell me, you — the fake saintess that even the lowest, incompetent god didn’t want — don’t know about the Saintess who is the reincarnation of Adoracion-sama’s lover since the founding of the nation? It’s really romantic. She will continue to reincarnate endlessly for Adoracion-sama, in order to support him.”
“I already know th—”
“That girl will search the ends of the world in order to be with Adoracion-sama, and he will also do all he can to find her — even if her appearance already changed, their past will connect them to each other…Yes, that’s why Adoracion-sama’s love is considered deeper than the depths of the ocean.”
Rozalie snorted contemptuously as she trained her eyes on Lidianne.
She continued talking to her, treating me as air.
“That reincarnated girl is the only one who can have Adoracion-sama’s heart. Every single Saintess other than her is already considered as ‘substitute’; it doesn’t matter if he is the one who chose her, he will never give her his love and compassion. That deity is reserving his body for his one true love, no matter how many hundred years have passed.”
Everybody knows about it — Rozalie repeated again.
She had a triumphant smile pasted on her pretty face.
Her eyes turned to slits with self-satisfaction, a hand supporting her cheek as she slanted her head for a bit.
“… Oh dear. What happened to you, Lidianne-san. You’ve been quiet all this while.”
I was dumbstruck for a moment when I heard Rozalie’s words.
Now that I think about it, Lidianne had never retorted, not even once.
‘She’s not the type to silently take it all in.’
She would never let anyone else disparage her.
She would never remain wordless, even if the timing was bad and the situation called for being silent.
I turned around, bothered.
“How pitiful. Was I too harsh on you for saying the truth?”
I let out a tiny gasp.
She didn’t look hurt by the words; she didn’t even cry, nor did she looked mad to the point of being rendered speechless.
Her haughty face was clear as ever, but her fists were balled way too tightly, and she was biting her lips, as if trying to endure all of this.
“A Saintess unloved by her deity is such a miserable condition to be in. If I were in her shoes, I would never be able to endure pining for a person who yearns for another.”
I could feel her intent gaze on Lidianne behind my back.
Rozalie kept on chattering, brimming with satisfaction.
The laughter of her cronies also petered out, leaving only silence in the entire dining hall.
Only Rozalie’s tinkling voice continued on, with nobody attempting to stop her tirade.
“Everyone else know the pleasure of being loved by her deity. You, on the other hand, had been chosen by the second greatest deity of all time, and yet you can never obtain his love — I wonder how that feels.”
“…”
“Is there a wife unloved by her husband? A husband who can never love his wife? If a deity and his Saintess didn’t love each other, then she can never be a true Saintess.”
I wordlessly clenched my fists.
I tried to breathe in deeply in order to calm down, but it wasn’t effective.
I was still in the middle of inhaling —
“No matter how high the status of her deity is, a Saintess who isn’t loved is a failure, you know. You’re just a substitute. In other words, a-fake-Saintess .”
“…tell that to yourself.”
“Huh?”
“Aren’t you a fake Saintess yourself? Lufure-sama is running away from you, to boot!”
I whipped around to face Rozalie and screamed at the top of my lungs.
“What’s that, husband and wife, you said!? Heh, he’s even shaking in his boots, too scared to see that face of yours! You yourself ain’t being loved, so where did you get that audacity to tell us that!? Look in the mirror first, you’re the fake Saintess here, idi~ot!”
“Wha—!?”
I didn’t care for Rozalie’s shocked expression.
I didn’t even care if I was vulgar for spouting such words.
With the force of my anger, I gripped Lidianne’s hand from behind me.
“Let’s go, Lidianne!”
“…Eh!?”
“Just come!”
Lidianne couldn’t even say anything as I pulled her hand.
Rozalie shrieked in a fluster as we made our exit.
“W-wait! Why do you kn — no! What do you mean by that! Stop! Are you running away from me!?”
There’s no one who would wait when told so in this situation.
Of course, I wanted to retort while we left.
“Why don’t you go to your beloved deity and ask him what it means!”
Spitting out a line that sounded like it came from a small fry villainess, I dragged Lidianne away from the dining hall.
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