I Supported My Fiancé for 10 Years After He Said, 'Let's Get Married When I Succeed,' but When He Finally Did, He Dumped Me. By the Way, I'm a Witch and Turning 30 Next Year!! - Episode 16
“Why would you do such a thing? You don’t seem like someone who has money problems.”
“Yes, that’s true. But I want to support Lord Rymer with the money I earn myself, just like you.”
“The money you earn yourself…?”
The herbal soap I supplied to the Sacred Ministry was a hundred pieces per month. I was able to keep up because of Merv Maple, but did Saint Sui have the same ability?
“Do you know how many soaps are delivered to the Sacred Ministry?”
“I don’t keep track, but maybe around fifty at most?”
“No, it’s actually double that—one hundred.”
“Oh my, I was making more than I thought.”
When I asked if she could make a hundred in a month, Saint Sui placed her index finger on her chin and tilted her head slightly.
“I’ve never made that many before, so I wouldn’t know.”
“If you had a familiar, it might be possible, but you can’t make a sacred beast do something like that, right?”
A sacred beast is the highest-ranked familiar, one that only serves a saint.
They are proud creatures and won’t listen to anyone except the saint.
“I remember you had a white carbuncle as your familiar, right?”
“Ah… That white one? It disappeared.”
“What!?”
Apparently, it vanished without a trace about a month ago.
“Why?”
“I don’t know. Maybe it’s just going through a rebellious phase?”
A rebellious phase… for a sacred beast?
Well, that wasn’t the issue right now. We needed to talk about the soap.
“For deliveries to the Sacred Ministry, I have someone who arranges the work for me. You’d have to go through them.”
“Who is that?”
“He is—”
Just as I was about to say the name, a white magic circle appeared on the floor.
The moment I realized it was a teleportation circle, a sister dressed in a pure white veil appeared.
“Saint, what are you doing here!?”
“Oh dear, I’ve been found.”
When the sister asked what she was doing, Saint Sui answered that she was trying to raise money for her marriage to Rymer.
“Who is this ‘Rymer’?”
“He is my personal knight.”
“No such person has been appointed as your personal knight! When did you allow such an unworthy man to get close to you!?”
To my surprise, Rymer’s role as her personal knight wasn’t even official in the eyes of the Sacred Ministry.
I had to hold back my laughter.
“The person Saint Sui is meant to marry is not some random nobody but the son of the Duke of Claiburg!”
“The Duke of Claiburg…? You mean my uncle, the cardinal?”
“No! The second son, Sir Jern, the captain of the Holy Knights!”
“The captain? That scary man in full plate armor?”
“His Excellency is not scary! He is the great hero of the Holy Nation of Heilig!”
“Maybe so, but he never takes off his helmet in public. You can’t even tell what he’s thinking.”
The second son of the Duke of Claiburg… That must be the holy knight who came to my hometown to slay a wyvern.
I had no idea there were marriage talks between him and Saint Sui.
Even eleven years ago, when I met him, he mentioned something about an arranged marriage. Did he manage to avoid it back then?
A marriage between the great hero of the Holy Nation of Heilig and the saint… They would make a perfect couple.
“I refuse to marry him!”
“I understand, but let’s go back now.”
“No, I still have things to discuss with the herbal witch!”
“Enough, we are leaving.”
With a firm voice, the sister grabbed Saint Sui’s arm and activated a teleportation spell.
In an instant, the magic took effect, and the two of them disappeared.
“…The storm has passed.”
I let out a long sigh.
Who leaked the information about my herbal soap deliveries to the Sacred Ministry?
I could only think of one person.
“Rymer, you really said unnecessary things to the saint.”
That man always causes trouble.
Still, the fact that Rymer’s position as her personal knight wasn’t officially recognized was a valuable piece of information.
No one but Saint Sui acknowledged him.
After making sure no one else was around, I couldn’t help but say it out loud—
“Serves him right!”
The Sacred Ministry was planning to marry Saint Sui to the holy knight from the Duke of Claiburg’s family.
They were a truly fitting couple.
Though, I did feel a little sorry for the noble and righteous holy knight having to marry such a free-spirited saint…
Well, it wasn’t my problem.
Now that the storm had passed, I figured I should clean up the shop.
That’s when I noticed something.
Saint Sui’s silk foam soap was left behind on the counter.
I picked it up. The pure white soap was smooth and had a lovely floral fragrance.
This must be the kind of soap that noblewomen love—one that lathers into fluffy bubbles.
Compared to the herbal soaps I made, this one required finer ingredients and more effort, making it more expensive to produce.
Selling it at the same price as herbal soap wouldn’t be practical.
“And this soap…”
Just as I was thinking about what to do with it, a customer walked into the shop.
“Oh, Ie, welcome.”
“Hello.”
Apparently, Ie had come all this way because he was worried about me.
“As you can see, I’m fine.”
“I’m relieved to see you looking well.”
What a kind person. My heart felt warm.
“But really, the reason I was able to bounce back and stop worrying so much was because you listened to me that day. Thank you.”
“I’m glad I could help.”
What a gentleman.
“By the way, is that soap a new product?”
“Ah… well…”
I had planned to keep Saint Sui’s proposal to myself, but maybe I should tell Ie about it.
“Actually, the saint came to the shop and asked to negotiate with me.”
“Negotiate?”
“Yes. She wanted to trade her soap for my herbal soap so she could supply the Sacred Ministry.”
“What? Why!?”
Ie, usually calm, suddenly showed emotion.
He seemed a little angry.
“Apparently, she wants to save up for her wedding with Rymer.”
“If it’s wedding funds, she could just ask her family. But she— No, never mind.”
As Ie pointed out, noble daughters usually have their wedding expenses covered by their families.
For Saint Sui to earn money for her own marriage was unheard of.
“Actually, it seems like no one around her approves of her marriage to Rymer. In fact, she’s supposed to be engaged to someone else.”
“I do not approve.”
“Huh?”
“Nothing. Forget it.”
Ie’s expression darkened.
As I watched him, a loud growling sound came from his stomach.
“Wait, Ie… Have you not eaten lunch?”
“Oh, uh, no. I ran straight here as soon as my break started.”
I decided to make him an offer.
“I just started serving lunch today. Would you like to eat here?”
“The Witch’s Special Lunch?”
“That’s right.”
With a happy nod, Ie replied, “I’d love to!”