“You know, Vice Priest.”

Elsias called him with an irritated tone.

Nevertheless, Fyodorov had to bow his head without showing any signs of displeasure.

“Speak.”

“Is that well planted?”

At the mention of ‘that,’ everyone fell silent.

After the saint took her place in the annex, her first order was to plant a holy seed in the Duke’s residence.

According to the saint’s words, it was a gift directly bestowed by the goddess for the Duke, who needed to receive the second blessing.

‘Is that really the truth of her words?’

However, if she spit out her doubts, she might face immediate retaliation or interrogation.

Soon, Fyodorov chose words that might satisfy her.

“Yes. As close to the main residence as possible…”

“Not close, I told you to plant it inside the main residence!”

However, it was inevitable that her nervous anger erupted.

Fyodorov sighed and replied.

“Surveillance is strict; there was no other choice.”

“Who doesn’t know that? Even if you have to bribe the maids!”

Elsias shouted angrily.

She was usually irritated, but now it had multiplied several times.

Something had happened at the main residence, and she had been in that state since returning.

“After investigating, all the residents here have received the Duke’s favor. Approaching them hastily would raise suspicions.”

The attitude of the residents living in this fog-encircled sanctuary was as steadfast as an adult.

Fyodorov believed that he had provided a reasonable answer, but Elsias only sneered.

“Then you should have come up with another way. Is your head just for decoration?”

Elsias imitated the rotation of a finger at her temple.

Fyodorov bit his lip to suppress his anger.

He thought he had maintained an emotionless expression, but Elsias’ expression froze as sinister as her gaze.

“If you keep doing that, I might just take away your sanctity. Is demotion a dream for you, Vice Priest?”

This saint was exceptionally peculiar.

She had the ability to take away or return the sanctity of others.

“I’ll consider it.”

“Of course, you should. Plant it as close to the Duke’s bedroom as possible. Got it?”

Since Elsias became a saint, Fyodorov had always been treated like a pitiful dog.

Only once, after that, he had become a body that couldn’t even protest.

He was the first priest to have his sanctity taken away and returned.

For a Vice Priest without sanctity, death was preferable.

But the peculiarity of the saint was not limited to this.

Elsias was entrusted.

An entrustment was a very rare word that fell from the mouth of a god over centuries.

Every word of the goddess was sacred, and Elsias’ entrustment was related to the entire world.

“It seems like no one cares even if the world twists and turns.”

Elsias asked arrogantly, resting her chin on her hand.
Then all the priests immediately bowed their heads.

“No, Saint.”

“Only the Saint can save the world.”

“Isn’t the goddess’s message heard only by you?”

The entrustment was like this.

Only the Saint could correct the twisted world.

It wasn’t an intuitive statement.

However, that was the nature of the words of God.

Interpreting the entrustment, the Saint concluded that the goddess’s words were related to the destruction of the world.

That the destruction of the world depended solely on the hands of the Saint.

This became the reason why no one, no matter how corrupt Elsias behaved, could force her.

“Hmm.”

Elsias looked down at the priests who were groaning.

She rather enjoyed it when others bowed their heads to her.

“Remember it well. If you don’t want everything to go wrong.”

As if her mood had slightly improved, she scratched her well-groomed nails.

“How many flowers have bloomed?”

“Now one has bloomed.”

The Saint had a total of four seeds.

Among them, two were planted behind the main residence and near the patronage, one was held by Fyodorov, and the other by Elsias.

“It seems to take about a week for them to bloom.”

Elsias combed her silver hair.

One had bloomed, and the other one planted three days apart would soon bloom as well.

“The Duke will come to like flowers too.”

Elsias sang a little song.

It was a strange melody that the priests had never heard before.

“Everyone, go out.”

When she waved her hand, everyone who had gathered left the room.

“Ah, annoying.”

Elsias flopped onto the huge bed.

The bed filled with goose feathers was soft and fluffy, but it couldn’t alleviate her annoyance.

‘That crazy maid or whatever messed everything up.’

The woman who dared to possess her before her and ruined the original.

If it were in real life, she would have either slapped her with money or made her wipe the floor, hitting her hands with high heels.

“This kind of disrespect is something I’ve received for the first time in my present and past. Is it okay for the female lead to be like this?”

Her present life was as the heiress of a conglomerate.

From the moment of birth, she had everything, and as she grew up, there was nothing she didn’t have in her hands.

But life was not happy or interesting.

When you have everything, there are often more dull moments.