“Genevra? If it’s Genevra, then surely…”

“That’s right. The leader of the Perdiac group, who doesn’t hesitate to conduct human experiments, aiming to create the World Tree.”

Karyan furrowed his brow and examined the teacup silently. Then, as if about to drink the tea, he brought the cup closer.

“Karyan oppa!”

Surprised, I called him, but Karyan reassured me with a gesture and brought the teacup to his nose, inhaling the fragrance.

“Karyan, why?”

“…I feel like I’ve smelled this fragrance before. No, I think I’ve even drunk this tea.”

“What?”

Both Raven and I furrowed our brows simultaneously. Karyan, savoring the scent of the tea, recalled his memories.

“…Yes, I’m sure. It was a pleasant memory of a flower fragrance that’s hard to come by in the Lupeon Kingdom.”

“Oppa has had this before? When?! Why didn’t you tell me!”

Karyan laughed, approached me, and gently stroked my head as if telling me to calm down.

“I didn’t know this tea was like that. Sometimes, when I go around helping villages suffering from epidemics or disasters, I receive tokens of gratitude from the residents. It was probably then.”

“Tokens? Do you remember who gave it to you? Where was it?”

I retrieved the wanted poster that I had placed nearby and showed it to Karyan.

“Could it be this man?”

Karyan scrutinized the wanted poster of Genevra and shook his head.

“I don’t know. I found it and drank it on my way back to the royal palace after finishing everything. I can’t tell where I received it. But… yes, after drinking it, my hands and feet started to rot from the next day.”

It was certain. It was Genevra’s doing.

‘Karyan oppa falling ill due to an experiment; was that also Genevra’s doing?’

Suddenly, the eerie smile of Genevra, asking me if I was a saint, flashed in my mind, making me feel disgusted.

Karyan and Iana.

Why these two people?

Karyan was in a distant kingdom, making it not easy to confirm the results.

‘Genevra believes that her actions are justified. She said it was an inevitable sacrifice for experiments. Then, to kill Karyan for no apparent reason, without touching him?’

Moreover, when Iana was presented with tea, Genevra used the Marquis Renaef.

If Iana were to say that the Marquis gave the tea to someone else, what could Genevra do?

When we met last time, Genevra suspected that I was a saint. I often met Iana at the salon, and Iana’s brother, Jarim, was a close aide.

If Iana were sick, I thought I could help…

‘Wait a minute.’

As I organized my thoughts, I suddenly shuddered at the possibility that had just passed through my mind.

‘Did I think I could help?’
If I had known the reason for Iana’s illness in advance… I would have undoubtedly treated Iana, and Karyan would have been safely treated as well.

Then that Genevra bastard would have seen both of them being treated safely… and I would have been convinced that I am a saint.

‘Seriously…’

A laughter mixed with anger escaped involuntarily.

‘This bastard. He used both of them to confirm that I am a saint.’

A grinding sound came from my teeth. Irritated, I swept my hair aside.

“Terry, are you okay?”

Raven approached me.

“If the Marquis doesn’t reveal Genevra’s location tomorrow, I might really kill him.”

Never before had I felt such a strong desire to kill someone.

Raven and Clint quickly retrieved the tea. Fortunately, no one had drunk the tea yet.

Elihu, with the tea leaves gathered, headed toward the temple. As a precaution in case Genevra attacked to retrieve the tea leaves, Clint decided to escort him.

I had to inform Jarim as well.

Originally, I planned to reveal everything in detail after talking to the Marquis tomorrow. Still, I had to inform him that Iana had received tea from the Marquis, and there might be an issue.

There could be a chance that the tea was shared with other families.

Raven took charge of informing Jarim’s family.

He said he would go in person, confessing his father’s misdeeds and asking for forgiveness. He headed towards Jarim right away.

In addition, Karyan, a few days ago, heard about the danger when I met Genevra in the capital. He volunteered to be an escort.

He summoned all the high-level spirits that could be summoned within the safe zone to guard various parts of the palace. There was no more reliable protection than this.

I glanced at the hamster house. The hamster was still happily eating sunflower seeds, seemingly oblivious to the current situation.

‘Mu is not here. I need to be more cautious in the future.’

If my sacred power was quantified as ‘one hundred,’ the power I could use was barely ‘thirty.’

‘I need to practice so that I don’t strain myself even if I use all my power.’

It was said that if you slowly ingested poison a little each day, you would eventually develop immunity. It was a similar principle. If I gradually increased it each day, I would surely be able to use all this power soon.

Of course, it might be tough for Raven to use sacred power every day, but it’s okay. I was already prepared for that.