The Saint Was the Devil’s Henchman

57 episodes

“… … !”

Riley opened her eyes in surprise.

But the shock was only temporary.

Riley’s face hardened immediately.

Riley watched Ethan closely from head to toe.

‘Until now, the evaluation was put on hold, but I have to change my mind.’

Ethan’s rumors were known through his subordinates.

But she decided that she couldn’t judge until she saw it with her own two eyes.

Riley recalled a conversation she had with her subordinate in the sewer tunnel.

– The first thing to do is to check whether the rumors are true or not. And above all, I am very curious about the priest who has thwarted our plans so far.

-Are you planning to move on your own?

-okay.

Riley took risks out of sheer curiosity and even acted like an innocent child.

As a result, Riley knew.

‘He’s a saint candidate, but in my eyes it’s safe to say he’s already a saint.’

If it goes on like this, it seemed natural that the boy would succeed the Pope.

In particular, he was excellent at making curses.

It was a skill that no other pretentious priests in Velium dared to follow.

‘As if he had extensive knowledge about the curse.’

Do you want to see the curse you see for the first time and do it at once?

I could only describe it in the clichéd words of genius.

Ethan’s skills were astounding.

‘I’m sorry.’

Still, Riley had a taste for it.

‘I was planning to deal with it as soon as I check my skills.’

In fact, Riley was going to kill Ethan today.

Because they had to hold the person responsible for ruining their plans up to now.

But now I have changed my mind.

No, I didn’t really mean to do that.

Ethan was a much tougher opponent than expected.

It was not something that could be easily dealt with.

‘Above all… … .’

Riley looked at the back of her hand.

‘He noticed the signs of Belashtan.’

how?

It was a trace that could be called a wound if you didn’t look closely.

But Ethan paid attention to the back of Riley’s hand.

Riley frowned.

I couldn’t figure out why he was so interested in the back of his hand.

But Ethan saw through Riley’s most essential part.

‘Even if you’re a saint candidate, you’re just an ordinary priest. Not to mention about Belashtan, you probably didn’t know about my identity.’

What was the magical sword Velashtan?

One hundred years ago, it was the last sword that disappeared from the world during the Anti-Magic War.

There was no way the young priest knew it yet.

But Riley had a gut feeling.

‘He’s a formidable opponent. A clumsy plan would rather only cause damage to this side. I’ll have to watch it a little more quietly.’

Riley glared at Ethan’s back, who was absorbed in the treatment.

A difficult opponent appeared in Velium after a long time.

Writing a clumsy plan against such an opponent was like drinking poison on your own.

‘How are you going to cook him from now on?’

Riley decided to find a way calmly.

* * *

All of a sudden, the sun was setting.

Ethan was finishing his treatment at the old clinic.

Ethan raised his head and looked around at the sunset light that entered the treatment room.

The number of many patients decreased to some extent.

‘It has decreased quite a bit.’

Among the critically ill and light patients, the treatment of those who were in critical condition came to an end.

Ethan lightly loosened his stiff shoulders.

‘Well? After that, I can’t see it.’

Riley’s face disappeared.

In the morning, I couldn’t act so kindly, so I was anxious.

Ethan smiled softly.

‘You came back early.’

Ethan glanced at where Riley’s grandmother was.

It was unlikely that she would play a girl with the utmost sincerity to her grandmother.

But Ethan guessed why Riley had left in such a hurry.

‘It must have been quite surprising that he performed a miracle like a saint 100 years ago and removed the curse.’

That was Ethan’s intention.

It was a light warning to the girl who tried to play with her.

At that time, it was popular all around.

Ethan looked at him.

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Vivian, who had been standing there until now, bowed her head to Ethan and disappeared.

‘Are you saying thank you for something else? With pride.’

Ethan clicked his tongue low and shook his head.

* * *

next day.

Ethan was in the drawing room of the detached palace.

“ha.”

Ethan sighed and turned his head to the side.

On his shoulder, Fenrir was yawning happily.

Ethan’s eyes changed like the eyes of a dead fish.

“Hey, come down quickly.”

However, Fenrir made an unheard-of feign and faltered.

Seeing this, Cynthia tilted her head.

“Do you hate animals?”

“yes?”

It was a random question.

“I don’t do that to people, but I think Fenrir is treated harshly.”

Rather, it was the opposite.

His attitude toward Fenrir, who had a glimpse of Ethan’s true nature, was normal.

Above all.

‘How many times have I been on the verge of dying because of this mutt?’

But Ethan smirked.

“That’s not it. Actually, I think it would be better if this bastard, or Fenrir, attaches more affection to His Majesty.”

“why?”

The princess had a lot of questions.

Ethan clicked his tongue inwardly.

“If something bad happens to your majesty like last time, won’t Fenrir protect you?”

“ah.”

“I don’t know why, but Fenrir seems to like you too.”

Cynthia let out a small laugh.

“Is it because I brought snacks?”

“Maybe Shinsu for such a simple reason… … .”

That was then.

Fenrir jumped off Ethan’s shoulder and scraped the bin of treats.

Ethan looked at Fenrir with a surprised expression.

‘You bastard, on the topic of divine water… … !’

Cynthia took out a snack as if Fenrir was cute.

Fenrir fell on the floor and ate a delicious snack.

Fenrir’s belly was plump due to his indolent life.

Averting his gaze from that tummy, Ethan continued.

“… Well, there’s nothing wrong with snacks or anything. It will be helpful in an emergency.”

“Then you?”

Ethan looked at Cynthia as if he meant what that meant.

Cynthia looked straight at Ethan and asked.

“I heard from Ben, the last time I was dealing with raiders, I got hurt. If Fenrir had been by his side, he might not have been hurt.”

In fact, Cynthia’s conscience was pierced.

It was because Ethan misunderstood that he was trying to take advantage of himself.

But Ethan responded indifferently.

“I don’t mind. If Fenrir had not been by His Majesty then, His Majesty would have lost his life.”

“… … !”

“Why?”

“no. never mind.”

Cynthia smiled awkwardly and turned around.

Meanwhile, Ethan narrowed his eyebrows.

Cynthia was a precious bait to lure the Dark Followers.

He nailed it firmly, lest Cynthia might pull Fenrir apart.

“Anyway, you must keep Fenrir by your side.”

“okay.”

smart.

At that moment, the conversation between the two was cut off by a knock from outside.

“Your Majesty, this is Sophia.”

“come in.”

The maid who came in without a sound whispered something in Cynthia’s ear.

Cynthia nodded once and let the maid out.

“what happened?”

“Ah, because of this banquet.”

“A banquet?”

Ethan raised his eyebrows at the sudden sound.

This is because Bellium was not in the mood to hold a banquet.

‘The nobles were attacked one after another, and even the Duchess died.

Cynthia explained the self-inflicted kind.

“It was opened at the initiative of my uncle. This time, it was a place the nobles had set up for a meeting about the series of events that took place in Velium.”

“Hmm.”

“Originally, such a banquet would not have been possible. But you healed me when you were poisoned, and later Nyx Priest joined me, and it alleviated the poisoning symptoms of other nobles, so I could barely open it.”

“okay.”

Ethan’s eyes narrowed.

Clearly, the Knicks have been busy lately.

I haven’t seen her face since the first day I came to Velium.

Nyx was struggling day and night to cure the fledgling Imperial aristocrats who were poisoned by a fake poison known as the ‘Nameless Poison’.

It seemed like he was doing it for the remnants of the empire he had encountered last time.

The perception of them was not so good, so he seemed to believe that at least one more of the nobles should be saved.

‘A wide-eyed guy.’

Ethan clicked his tongue low.

‘The power of fake poison is not comparable to that of real poison, so it must have been enough to alleviate the symptoms of poisoning.’

Meanwhile, Cynthia said, seeing Ethan listening to the banquet as if it were a stranger’s business.

“And you may have to attend the banquet too.”

“Am I?”

“First of all, even if you came to the Empire through an unofficial route, you are still a saint candidate. If there is an event, it is by no means a position to ignore. Besides, you treated me, so I have to introduce you to other nobles.”

“okay.”

Ethan nodded slightly.

‘I don’t know if I will go or not.’

* * *

With the preparations for the banquet coming in the next few days, the regent’s mansion was very cluttered.

“Move the plate here!”

“Are you still ordering the new carpet?”

And Vivian had to be locked up in the mansion.

It was because he had to prepare a banquet on behalf of his deceased mother.

“How about this emerald necklace? I think it would go well with her green eyes.”

“Is there anything cheaper than this? The jewels are a little small.”

A regular jeweler came to visit him, but Vivian was bored.

The jeweler was perplexed when the Lady, as well as the Regent’s daughter, said that it was cheaper.

“You mean something cheaper?”

“Anyway, only your face will be reflected at the banquet… … .”

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Vivian replied without a soul.

Then the maid next to him hurriedly spoke up.

“Ah, the dress you’re going to wear is so gorgeous! If the jewelry is too big, it will look rather old-fashioned.”

“Ah, it was like that. So how about this necklace? The craftsmanship is delicate, but the size of the jewelry is reduced.”

The jeweler flirted with himself.

After returning the jeweler, Vivian returned to her room.

A maid who has been with her since childhood was nagging at her.

“Ugh! Lady, what if you said that there?”

But Vivian muttered, not caring.

“Do I look even like a necklace now? Father is crazy for throwing a banquet in this chaos!”

“Girl, shh! Shh! What if someone hears it?”

“I’m not saying I’m wrong, what? Go and tell me, will you?”

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Vivian snorted and jumped into the bed.

The maid sighed and picked up the dress catalog that had been left on the table.

“Girl, haven’t you chosen a dress yet? Gabon Day is just around the corner!”

“You just have to wear what you have.”

“Oh my gosh! Don’t say that. The owner is holding a banquet at the mansion himself, so should the lady just leave? Don’t do that, just pick one.”

At the maid’s plea, Vivian finally got up.

“When and only when and only when you treat a child you have given away, you always call me.”

“Okay, but the owner also gave me a lot of pocket money. When this happens, even the perfumer is called. It’s good to match a new perfume.”

The maid laughed slyly.

Seeing a young lady who had never been interested in grooming for money asked for pocket money, it was clear that she had a completely different heart.

But Vivian was straight.

“Isn’t that money to spend there?”

“I understand everything. Now that the young lady is married, she has developed an interest in fashion.”

“ha.”

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Vivian let out a sigh.

She has now decided to stop explaining to the maid.

‘What is Hongi.’

The money he got from his father was going to be used for those who were tormented in prison.

He was in a situation where he suffered the same pain as his acquired magical powers appeared, but he was not comfortable staying at home.

So she asked for money from her father, who asked to attend the banquet.

It was rumored to be the cost of decoration, but it was doubtful whether they really believed it.

The maid held out the catalog, but the dress didn’t even catch my eye.

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Vivian turned the page nervously.

Unaware of the speed, the maid continued to chatter.

“Come to think of it, they said that the saint candidate would also attend this banquet.”

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Vivian’s hand stopped turning the page.

“What?”

“Why, the priest who treated the Crown Princess.”

“Where did you hear that?”

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Vivian, who continued to be upset, showed a reaction.

The maid said excitedly.

“I heard what the butler and Mrs. Brown had to say.”

“okay?”

It was almost certain if the source was the butler.

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Vivian opened the very first page of the catalog.

The maid questioned.

“Lady, you’ve already seen that.”

“I haven’t seen it properly before, so I’ll see you again.”

“Are you sure you just looked at it?!”

The maid muttered, sticking out her mouth like a duck.

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Vivian tapped the seat next to me with her hand.

“Anne, come and sit next to me. How about this dress here?”

“Oh, you just picked it up.”

“Don’t do that, just look at me.”

The maid had no choice but to fall for Vivian’s conciliation.

It was strange that he suddenly showed enthusiasm for preparing for the banquet.

As if there was someone to show you.

‘Because I can’t understand the whim of the lady.’

The maid shook her head.