“Oh no…!”

That was something I didn’t expect.

I hastily followed him. Strangely, the priests there didn’t stop Micael.

Micael quickly arrived at the room where Elsias stayed.

Surprisingly, there was no one in front of him.

I leaned against the door and eavesdropped on their conversation.

“Oh, I didn’t expect the prince to come to my humble abode.”

Elsias widened her eyes, pretending to be surprised.

It was a cute and lovely expression.

However, Micael didn’t seem to buy it at all.

“Is this your doing?”

“What are you talking about?”

“The fire in the Bonsei kitchen.”

Micael’s expression and voice were stiff.

Elsias, as if she found it amusing, replied casually.

“Oh, that. My priests heard that news already. They say the culprit is a new maid who just arrived?”

Micael remained silent.

Seemingly displeased, Elsias’s delicate eyebrows slightly frowned, then relaxed.

She was smiling with a face that seemed to know nothing.

“Judging by your expression, the fire must have been big. It seems we can’t cook there for a while.”

Pity.

Amused laughter echoed in the room.

Elsias, who had stood up unnoticed, approached Micael.

“Date me. I’ll let you use the annex kitchen.”

Elsias spoke of the annex as if it were her own.

She placed her hand on Micael’s chest.

At that moment, Micael, who had stepped back, looked thoroughly disgusted.

“No, thank you.”

“Why? You can’t cook anyway now. Don’t be like that if you like it so much.”

Elsias clicked her tongue. She looked at Micael as if he were pathetic.

But he was no longer affected.

“You can study through theory.”

“What?”

Elsias’s face contorted abruptly.

As if trying to recover from the heavily distorted expression, she forced a smile.

“How about calling the maid who started the fire and giving her a beating together? I heard she’s the engagement partner’s cherished maid. Isn’t that more wicked?”

Elsias seemed like someone tempting to play an amusing game.

At the same time, I could understand why that priest had insisted on blaming Emma.

‘Because she’s close to me.’

He probably wanted to harm me at the same time. I gave up on listening more and went inside.

“That won’t work.”

“…Why are you here?”

Elsias’s eyes narrowed.

But seeing that she didn’t cause a scene like last time, it seemed she was trying to save face in front of Micael.

“Of course, there’s no evidence that my maid did that.”

“What are you talking about? There’s a witness.”

“It’s just a claim. On the contrary, that priest is more suspicious, isn’t he?”

Elsias’s expression turned icy at my mention of her people.

Touching that priest now was no different from confronting the saint.
“Ha, what do you want to say now? Do you have evidence?”

I hadn’t intended to mention Elsias right away.

First, I thought about cutting off her arrogance, then slowly pushing her.

‘Who dares to lay a hand on my maid?’

I had to endure it until I could.

I smiled broadly in front of Elsias.

“There are plenty.”

“Then, tell me where.”

Elsias went to the bed and pulled a rope hanging from the ceiling.

Then, all the priests, including Fyodorovich, gathered in her room.

“Let’s conclude everything in front of everyone.”

With confidence, Elsias led the people towards the garden.

Although the fire had been extinguished, the pleasant smell still lingered in the air.

The servants who had gathered in advance were surprised by the appearance of the saint.

Elsias stood at the center and placed her hand over her chest, then spoke.

“Everyone, I am currently being slandered.”

“Who dares to slander the saint.”

“That person will be thrown into the fires of hell while still alive.”

The priests followed Elsias’s claim.

She seemed satisfied with the response and, after catching her breath for a moment, pointed at me.

“The fiancé of the duke, what is this about me setting fire to the Bonsei kitchen?”

The unfair tone in her voice drew the attention of all the priests towards me.

Naturally, their gazes were not kind.

The saint, who received the prophecy of the goddess, was like their law, no different from the light.

Daisy’s gaze was also directed at me.

It was a different look from the other priests.

When I made a gesture of denial, Daisy stepped forward.

“How can you slander a noble guest like this…!”

“Just a moment.”

Elsias’s eyebrows frowned.

Though Daisy cowered at the gaze that dared to cut off my words, she didn’t back down.

With precise pronunciation, Daisy addressed everyone.

“I set fire to the kitchen… It was my doing.”

Everyone fell silent.

Within that silence, I could sense their disbelief.

‘Because it wasn’t part of their plan.’

Daisy was just a disposable pawn.

It was absurd for such a doll to assert herself. Everyone probably thought it was ridiculous.

“What nonsense are you talking about again?”

Elsias became irritated.

But why did her voice carry a hint of anxiety?

Ignoring her words, I asked Daisy.

“Did you want to do it?”

“Oh, no. The saint ordered me to do it.”

“What?”

Elsias shouted loudly.