I Was Deemed a Worthless Saint Without a Level-Up Blessing and Was Sent Off to Marry a Neighboring Country, but It Turns Out My Blessing Was Actually Level Cap Removal - Episode 5

“Your Highness! Your face!”

With a soft thud, Robes tapped Alvent’s shoulder again with the rolled-up parchment. Alvent, as if snapping back to reality, covered his face with his left hand.

“I’m s-sorry… It must have been terrifying.”

Only when the large palm covered the scar on his left cheek did Ferulina finally realize that Alvent had a more handsome face than she had thought.

The nickname “The Cursed Gray Bear of Gobules” and the strong impression of the large black-purple scar are probably too overwhelming, causing the impression to be pulled in that direction.

“No, it’s not terrifying or anything…! I was just a little surprised…”

When he shook his head vigorously, Alvent’s expression relaxed as if relieved. However, it quickly turned into a stern, fierce look.

“It’s not really my place to say this, considering I was the one who entered into this marriage under false pretenses… but… You’re one of the only two saints in this country, aren’t you? And yet, to disregard your own will like this…!”

“I-I’m… a failed saint without any blessings…”

Unable to bear the sight of Alvent’s face twisting in disappointment, I lowered my gaze and murmured.

“Unlike Lady Emelia, I don’t have the blessing of level-up support…”

I have no idea how much Alvent knows about Ferulina. It’s even possible that Cleves hasn’t provided proper information to sell her at a high price.

With my eyes tightly closed and my body braced for the scornful words that were sure to come, what I heard was a voice that seemed taken aback.

“I’ve heard that you don’t have any blessings. But… can you properly handle holy attribute magic?”

“Y-yes! Of course…!”

He raised his face abruptly, nodded firmly, and his dignified expression softened as if relieved.

“Then, that is more than enough. The Gobules Kingdom has not had a saint for a long time… Although there are a few magic users who can use holy attributes, their numbers are small, and with the frequent monster subjugations, we have been short-handed. So, just having Lady Ferulina, the saint, come to the Gobules Kingdom is more than we could ever ask for.”

A sincere voice that makes it clear he truly thinks so. Then, his thick eyebrows furrow in a troubled manner.

“When I was blamed for being sent to slay monsters despite marrying the prince, all I could do was apologize for that…”

“N-no! If it’s about defeating monsters, I’ve participated many times before! Please don’t worry about it!”

It was Ferulina who felt relieved.

“The Saint’s magic is necessary.”

It’s much more reassuring to have the purpose of the marriage clearly stated rather than being deceived. Moreover, to be told that it’s fine even without any protection.

“Thank you so much…! I will do my best with all my might!”

Ferulina, who had bowed deeply, suddenly remembered that she hadn’t said the words she was supposed to convey to the person who had become her husband, even if only temporarily.

“Th-thank you for your kindness… I am not very skilled, but please take care of me…”

The moment I said it, my cheeks flushed hot. I can’t tell since there’s no mirror, but I might even be blushing to my ears.

“N-no! Th-that’s… I also…”

“Your Highness, your behavior is too suspicious.”

When I looked up at the fragmented, unarticulated voice and the extremely calm, pointed words, Alvent covered his face with one hand and turned away, while Robes looked at his master with a scrutinizing gaze.

Noticing Ferulina’s gaze, Robes gave a flawless smile and bowed respectfully.

“I apologize for the delay in my greeting. I am Robes, the deputy commander assisting His Highness Alvent.”

The young man who introduced himself seems to be around the same age as Alvent, who appears to be in his twenties. Given his calm demeanor, he might actually be a bit older.

Although Alvent, who has a tall and sturdy build, is standing next to him and thus not very noticeable, just one glance at Robes reveals that he also has a well-trained physique.

“Excuse me, were you surprised by the contents of ‘The Cursed Gray Bear of Gobules’? The size fits the name perfectly, but the actual contents are more like…”

“Hey! What are you suddenly trying to whisper into my ear!?”

With a smile, Robes said something outrageous, and Alvent, who had let go of his face, snapped back at him.

“Don’t worry. I just wanted to tell Lady Ferulina that His Highness isn’t as scary as he looks, to help ease her tension. Despite his bear-like appearance, he actually likes sweet treats with honey, and his personality is more like a teddy bear than a grizzly bear…”

“Wait…!”

Robes deftly dodges Alvent’s hand as it reaches out to grab him.

“Don’t dodge!”

“I cannot comply with that order. More importantly, are you sure? Leaving Lady Ferulina alone?”

“!?!”

Alvent, who had gasped, suddenly turned to Ferulina. At that moment, his black eyes widened in surprise.

Watching Ferulina, who couldn’t help but giggle quietly.

“I’m so, so sorry…! B-but, your interaction is so refreshing…!”

It’s rude to laugh. I know that, but the closeness between the two of them, which makes you forget about social status, inevitably brings a smile to my face.

I never would have guessed that the one feared as the “Cursed Gray Bear of Gobules” would have such casual interactions as the vice-captain.

It’s completely different from the first impression. The fear I had towards Alvent is gradually crumbling away.