The priests’ expressions darkened at Erich’s threat.
‘What should I do about this?’
‘Even if it’s the Empire, if the situation with Viscount Blancchet becomes known openly…’
Under Erich’s sharp gaze, the priests huddled together like cornered prey.
At that moment, High Priest Simon appeared and confidently responded, “Do not worry. Where are we? This is not an ordinary and common temple; it is a temple that directly houses the saint. Even if Viscount Blonay does not press, it will be handled well.”
“Priest, Priest Simon!”
High Priest Simon had briefly left his place as he took the fainted saint Estelle to her room to treat her.
“You’ve all worked hard. Now, let me handle Viscount Blonay.”
Other priests looked at High Priest Simon with a respectful gaze, seeming to wait for him to resolve the situation.
Erich glared at High Priest Simon and questioned, “Why have those who claim to handle it well not provided any solution yet?”
“If Viscount Blonay is urging, it won’t be resolved. There is a strict order in dealing with matters. Now that my sacred power has been restored, I will take another look at Lady Blancchet.”
Contrary to his relaxed response, High Priest Simon’s expression looking at Estelle was not favorable.
‘Why isn’t she waking up?’
He had brought all the priests who could use sacred power to forcefully use it.
However, Estelle’s condition showed no improvement.
‘I heard she recovered with the saint’s treatment last time.’
Neither the saint’s sacred power nor the sacred power of others seemed to work.
‘Why is it different this time?’
Honestly, it was so bizarre that it was difficult to keep a clear mind.
The problem was that this issue couldn’t be left unresolved just because sacred power couldn’t solve it.
‘As Viscount Blonay said, Lady Blancchet will never stay still.’
Originally, if this matter reached the ears of Emperor Blancchet, it would complicate things. Since he used the letter with Emperor Blancchet’s seal when calling Lady Blancchet, it could get out of hand.
‘I never imagined the situation would escalate like this.’
Erich’s gaze toward High Priest Simon became increasingly menacing.
“Why are you not treating her right now?”
“…I was holding back my emotions. Then I’ll start with a prayer.”
High Priest Simon quickly began a prayer with a devout attitude.
“Merciful Atea, bestow your grace upon me.”
The sacred white light emanating from High Priest Simon’s fingertips gently shone and permeated Estelle’s sleeping body.
‘Sacred power is undoubtedly entering, but…’
High Priest Simon scrutinized Estelle intently. Lying on the bed in the temple’s guest room, Estelle, with her hands clasped tightly and eyes closed, was indeed as beautiful as the rumors suggested.
‘Feels like I’m looking at an angel from the scriptures.’
Especially because of her long white eyelashes and sparkling platinum hair, she exuded a more sacred aura than Stella, the glamorous beauty with golden hair inside the blonde wall.
Unconsciously, High Priest Simon, blushing, found himself staring at Estelle’s pink lips and suddenly snapped back to reality.
‘Not the right time for this.’
Recalling his days as an apprentice, High Priest Simon refocused on his sacred power. However, he felt something strange in the sacred power that had been seeping into Estelle’s body.
‘Is the sacred power not working?’
He had heard of such unique constitutions, but this seemed different. If that were the case, the sacred power would have been entirely rejected.
‘Lady Blancchet recovered when treated with the saint’s sacred power last time.’
Yet, Simon’s sacred power was leaking away from Estelle’s body, as if pouring water into a broken jar.
‘I need to understand this better.’
Holding Estelle’s hand, Simon concentrated even more.
‘I am a High Priest of the Holy Empire! There is no problem I cannot comprehend!’
Simon closed his eyes tightly and identified the last area where the sacred power was dissipating. As Simon expected, there was a massive hole inside Estelle.
It was a huge, deep hole to the point that one would wonder how she was surviving.
‘This is not just leaking; it leads somewhere.’
Simon deliberately sent some sacred power through that hole to investigate its nature.
‘All right, let’s see.’
The moment he peered into the hole, he suddenly felt a cold, eerie sensation as if he were thrown alone into a vast darkness.
‘What on earth is this?’
Simon forgot what he was focusing on and opened his eyes wide. However, just a moment ago, both Estelle, whom he had been holding, and Erich, who had been glaring at him, were nowhere to be seen.
A chill ran down his spine.
“What, what happened?”
Terrified, Simon shook his head frantically.
“Nonsense… Save the person! Save the person!”
The bizarre darkness slowly rose from his toes, erasing Simon’s body. He lost his sense of direction and where he was.
He felt only the sensation of his body disappearing.
As Simon struggled, eerie laughter echoed in his ears. His body was vanishing, completely wiped out.
“No, no[…]”
“Where am I right now?”
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
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