The Saint is Not My Sister, The Real Saint is Me - Episode 30

“…Therefore, I have a request for the members of the Shinacle Marquis. Lord Luki colluded with Baron Kotokoris and used the power of the Saintess to act as he pleased. Because of that, many people have suffered.”

Among them were those who had been bought by Baron Kotokoris and forced into servitude.

“Please, save those people.”

He demanded an enormous price from those who sought the power of the Saintess. Those who could not afford it were forced to offer themselves, their daughters, or their sons as compensation.

They are no longer my family, but I bear some responsibility for allowing such a family to run rampant.

“As expected of the Saintess of the Finable Empire… Even her heart is beautiful. I deeply regret not having looked deeper into the true nature of Kotokoris’ Saintess when I had the chance.”

“Lady Yuna, the Shainacle Marquis accepts your request. Please leave it to us.”

Lord Georg and Lady Mimosa placed their hands over their chests and bowed their heads.

A thunderous round of applause erupted around me, as if praising my actions. But I wasn’t happy. I didn’t do this to receive praise.

I just wanted to free everyone from those people.

Because I knew how painful it was to suffer at their hands.

I just wanted to help.

After the commotion settled, His Majesty, concerned for my well-being, arranged a private room for me.

“You’ve done well, Yuna.”

“Thank you, Lord Rein.”

Lord Georg and Lady Mimosa left the palace immediately afterward. By now, they were likely discussing Lord Luki’s punishment.

“Lady Mimosa, will everything go smoothly?”

Lady Mimosa had asked me to help bring Lord Luki down, and I agreed.

Lord Georg was a strict yet passionate man who loved his sons equally.

Even though Luki was inferior to his younger brothers, Lord Georg still intended to make him his heir. That was why he frequently compared him to Lord Rein—to motivate him.

To make Luki the successor of the Shainacle Marquis Lord Georg was harsh with him. But that sentiment never reached Luki.

“With such a public scandal, the Marquis of Shainacle will have no choice but to punish Luki to maintain appearances.”

Lady Mimosa had planned Luki’s public condemnation precisely to make their overly lenient father give up on him.

“Mimosa is sharp. She will remove Luki from the position of heir in no time.”

“I see. That’s a relief.”

After everything he did to me, Lord Luki had the audacity to say he loved me with a straight face.

How ridiculous.

If I could strip him of the thing he desired most—the title of Marquis of Shainacle—it would be some small consolation.

“His Majesty said you can stay here for the night if you’d like.”

“I couldn’t possibly impose…”

“Just accept it. I’m tired.”

Lord Rein plopped down on the sofa beside me.

“Are you alright?”

“Huh?”

“Luki said some terrible things to you.”

“I’m fine.”

At this point, nothing those people say can hurt me. They’ve always been cruel to me.

“Yuna, you really don’t have feelings for Luki?”

“…I don’t. To be precise, I never had the chance to fall for him before he broke our engagement.”

And for that, I’m truly grateful. If I had loved him, the pain would have been unbearable.

“I see. I’m glad you never fell for Luki.”

“…Um, I’ve been wondering about something for a while now, Lord Rein…”

—Do you have feelings for me?

No way! I can’t ask that!

“What is it?”

“N-nothing!”

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Lord Rein is only by my side as the Saintess’s personal magic knight. There’s no way he has feelings for me!

Lord Rein is kind. He sees me not just as the Saintess of the Finable Empire but as an individual.

He was the one who found me, not Emil, the Saintess of Kotokoris.

He stays by my side, supports me, and helps me.

I’m truly glad I never fell in love with Luki.

If I were to fall in love… I’d want it to be with someone like Lord Rein.

“Everyone seemed happy to celebrate the Saintess—you, Yuna.”

“…Yes.”

I had never received so much praise before. At first, it was overwhelming, but in the end, it made me happy.

Until now, all the accolades and blessings had always gone to Emil.

“The banquets before were like torture for me, so this was a fresh experience.”

“Yuna…”

“Being celebrated for who you are is a wonderful feeling.”

No one ignored me. No one treated me like I was invisible. No one criticized me.

For the first time, people celebrated me genuinely.

“From now on, I’ll celebrate your birthday every year. I’ll prepare a delicious cake and place candles on top for each year you turn. I’ll also give you your favorite flowers.”

“…Thank you, Lord Rein.”

From now on, banquets will no longer be moments of suffering.

I won’t have to stand in the shadows, watching my so-called family bask in joy while I am left alone.

I won’t be despised anymore.

I am now the Saintess of the Finable Empire.

The one standing in the spotlight is me—not Emil.

And now, Emil is the one who will experience the loneliness and humiliation I once endured.

I wonder how my dear sister, who has always been the center of attention, will handle it.

How pitiful, Emil.

Later, the Shainacle Marquis formally announced that Luki would be stripped of his position as heir, and that Lady Mimosa would succeed as the next head of the family.

His insults toward the Saintess of the Finable Empire, his marriage to Emil while still engaged to me, and his misuse of the Saintess’s power alongside Baron Kotokoris were the decisive factors.

The title of Marquis of Shainacle, which Luki had desired above all else, was taken from him overnight.

Moreover, this scandal caused him to lose the trust of the noble class.

He had, quite literally, fallen into hell.