For the saint to be useful, there needed to be a war or a plague. Now, in times of peace, there was nothing for Helene to do.

The temple also knew this, so they increased events to help the lower classes using the saint every year.

Naturally, they demanded more donations from the nobility to cover the costs, and complaints burst out from the nobility who felt burdened.

‘The saint made a contract with a demon. Even if it’s not the contractor of my dear brother, it’s not a bad scheme to make it look like that.’

‘Or… What if I send Merem back, plot against Helene, and pull Enrique down from his position all at once?’
Of course, Enrique’s support base was still strong.

But the most problematic thing was not that, but the magnitude of sacred power.

Enrique can kill me in an instant.

‘However, Enrique’s sacred power has been gradually decreasing over the past few years.’

I don’t know the reason, and I’m not curious.

I was just feeling good.

Even if just one more year passes, Enrique will no longer be threatening.

When he used to wrap Helene like a chick in the nest, he came out so strong, but now, having cut ties with Lily Palace, he was as empty as an empty frame.

Whenever I looked into Enrique’s purple eyes, I felt like he was recalling something from a distant past.

Especially when he looked at me, he seemed to be searching for the shadow of ‘Astaroth,’ which shouldn’t exist.

‘Tormenting with my ghost and slowly falling apart.’

Lately, every time Enrique looked at me, he pursed his thin lips.

There seemed to be something he wanted to say, but there was no reason or obligation for me to listen.

Therefore, I continued to ignore Enrique.

“Who do you think the real empress is?”

“Well… for now, it’s not the one in the library.”

“Why?”

“The empress wouldn’t be so ignorant.”

The attire of maids is truly amusing. Candidates for concubines pass by me like shadows, making noise on their own.

I stopped and pricked up my ears.

Since there was time, I wanted to hear more about what they thought of the empress.

“And it’s not the gym either. The muscles on the arms are serious. What if a woman has that many muscles?”

“Right. It seemed like there were more than me?”

Well, eliminated.

There’s no more value in listening.

I drew an X in the air and embedded magic on the backs of those guys who were laughing and kicking.

“You should apologize for that statement just now.”

But then.

Sway.

Somewhere, a single white flower petal fluttered, and a phantom that seemed to land lightly on the bridge of the nose appeared.

Surprised, I quickly closed my eyes and when I opened them again, the flower petal phantom disappeared, and in its place was a silver-haired young man.

“!”

A magnolia flower.

I was slightly shocked by the appearance of the man, whose figure was so refined and well-ordered that I had to call him a magnolia.

There was such a innocent-looking candidate?

“Go and apologize to him in person.”

A calm, youthful voice rang in my ears.

Different from Merem’s husky, scratching tone, this voice was refreshing.

In the softness, strength was visible, and in that strength, there was an ingrained firmness that clearly distinguished the position of oneself and the other without being arrogant.

“Wh-who are you…”

The concubine candidates, who had tried to confront the man with confidence, became quieter as the conversation continued.

There was no choice.

Although he was smiling brightly, an aura that was difficult for ordinary people to approach was emanating from the magnolia-like man.
In any case, the law of the jungle applies not only to the ecosystem of animals but also to the human ecosystem.

‘He must have lived as the top predator from birth. That’s the kind of majesty he exudes.’

With a face like a deer but a spirit like a wolf.

Despite the appearance of a pitiful herbivore, he has a more noble attitude than anyone else. Even a personality that values courtesy.

My eyes, which were staring blankly at the unidentified magnolia, widened suddenly.

‘I found him!’

A potential love interest for me!

I couldn’t move, feeling as if lightning had struck me.

At the same time, I felt extremely suspicious.

If he’s so outstanding, wouldn’t Phaibel have mentioned him separately?

‘Moreover, he seems to be a high-ranking noble. It’s unlikely for such a person to be a concubine candidate on this ship.’

As I examined each detail, there were still things that didn’t add up.

If he secretly boarded, wouldn’t he avoid confidently walking around like this in broad daylight?

“Quite audacious.”

When I tilted my head and looked again, his eyes seemed somewhat fox-like with a subtle cunning.

And at that moment.