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 40
It seemed that the tavern where Rymer had been staying was being used for illegal drug deals.
Their method was to have someone unaware of the situation transport large sums of money.
Rymer had unknowingly been walking a dangerous path, not realizing that what he was delivering were illegal drugs.
Usually, those in charge of these deals wouldn’t show themselves easily. However, since they were dealing with Rymer, the most clueless man of the century, they must have let their guard down.
As a result, they were caught without much trouble.
The knights had been after this organization for years but had never managed to catch them.
Still, that didn’t mean Rymer deserved any credit for it.
If his punishment was limited to being stripped of his title as a Holy Knight, he should consider himself lucky.
Well, it wasn’t my concern anyway.
By the way, it seemed that Saint Sui had not been staying at the tavern.
Apparently, officials from the Holy Ministry had come and taken her away.
Later, Rymer was given a choice: remain a Holy Knight or marry Saint Sui.
Without hesitation, he chose to stay a Holy Knight.
His superior’s face reportedly twitched at his decision.
If he had chosen to marry Saint Sui, he would have automatically been granted the title of her personal knight. Not even his superior could have forced him to resign.
In the end, Rymer might end up losing everything.
But that was what happened when you refused to live honestly, avoided repaying debts, and took shady, high-paying illegal jobs.
According to Ie, Rymer would probably be imprisoned for a few months at most before being released.
I sincerely hoped he would choose to live a more honest life from now on.
And that should have been the happy ending—except it wasn’t.
I still hadn’t accomplished my original goal: meeting with Saint Sui.
A Saint wasn’t someone you could just meet easily.
As I worried about what to do, Carbuncle spoke up.
“If there’s anything I can do, I’ll help.”
“You’ll do anything!? Did you just say anything?”
“W-well, within reason!”
“Don’t worry, I’ll keep it reasonable… probably.”
I let out an evil-sounding chuckle, and Carbuncle eyed me suspiciously.
And so, with Carbuncle’s cooperation, I set out for the Holy Church to secure a meeting with Saint Sui.
I carried a birdcage in my hands. Inside it was Carbuncle.
From inside, he grumbled, “This is beyond reasonable.” But I ignored him.
I made my request to meet Saint Sui.
“I happened to find the sacred beast Carbuncle, who serves the Saint. Since I successfully captured him, I’d like to present him to her.”
I also mentioned that I was an acquaintance of the Saint and that she would recognize me as the herbal witch.
The sister at the reception desk looked skeptical but told me to wait.
After about an hour, just when I was starting to think today might not be my day, a nun in a pure white veil arrived—the same one who had come to take Saint Sui back from my shop before.
“Witch, I heard that you found Lord Carbuncle… Oh!!”
The moment she saw him in the cage, she collapsed to her knees.
“Lord Carbuncle, thank goodness… You’re safe!”
“W-well, as you can see.”
It seemed she had been seriously worried about him.
Seeing her reaction, I started to feel a little guilty about my plan to let Carbuncle “disappear” again later.
“I will take you to the Saint. Please, follow me.”
She activated a teleportation spell, and we arrived in a beautifully decorated room with a crystal chandelier and elegant white furnishings.
“Oh my, if it isn’t the Witch!”
Saint Sui greeted me with her usual cheerful tone.
When she noticed Carbuncle in the cage, she simply said, “Oh,” without much reaction.
Carbuncle turned to me with a look that screamed, “Did you see that reaction!?”
“Witch, you found Carbuncle for me?”
“Yes.”
“Where was he?”
“He fell onto my attic.”
“I see. He must have caused you trouble.”
As she spoke, an official approached and handed me a pouch filled with gold coins, saying it was for repair costs.
They even told me to send a bill if the amount wasn’t enough.
Carbuncle hadn’t exactly destroyed my roof, but since they were offering compensation, I gladly accepted it.
Meanwhile, the nun prepared holy water and a variety of sweets for Carbuncle.
When she tried to take him out of the cage, I warned her that he might escape again.
She picked up a white sugar candy and offered it to him.
“Ugh!” Carbuncle gagged at the sight.
“Ahh… maybe he’s just not hungry,” I quickly said.
The nun looked devastated, so I covered for him.
But enough small talk—it was time to get to the main topic.
“I have something to discuss with you. Could we have some privacy?”
“You wish to speak with me?”
“Yes.”
“Understood.”
I had expected her to refuse, but she agreed without hesitation.