The Saint is Not My Sister, The Real Saint is Me - Episode 33
Several months had passed since the banquet celebrating the Saint of the Finable Empire.
As a saint, I spent my days restoring lands, bringing forth harvests, and healing people alongside Lord Rein. When things settled down, I would relax at the Ainakura Ducal Residence. That was my routine.
“Lady Yuna, I greatly appreciate your help during the banquet.”
Today, Lady Mimosa, who had officially been named the next head of the Shainacle Marquisate, was visiting me at the Ainakura Ducal Residence.
“Not at all. I also wanted Lord Luki to suffer, so we are even.”
At Lady Mimosa’s suggestion, I assisted in bringing about Lord Luki’s downfall. Her plan succeeded, and we managed to strip him of his position as the next head of the Shainacle Marquisate.
“My brother Luki truly was a problem. If he had just behaved himself, Father intended to pass the marquisate to him, and he would have become the head.”
“Is that so?”
“No way. Mimosa would never have allowed that.”
Lord Rein interjected, firmly rejecting Lady Mimosa’s words. Lady Mimosa widened her eyes for a moment, then burst into laughter.
“Ahaha! As expected of Rein, you understand me well. That’s right. If my brother were exceptionally capable, then maybe. But I am not so soft-hearted as to hand the position over to an incompetent brother. Even if this incident hadn’t occurred, I would have worked to remove him from the seat.”
Lord Rein and Lady Mimosa—being old friends, they understood each other well. Watching their bond made me feel a little envious, as I had no one I could truly call a close friend.
“Honestly, when my brother married the Saint of Kotokoris, I nearly gave up. A saint’s presence is overwhelming. I thought that if my brother had a saint as his wife, I might never be able to defeat him. I’m truly grateful that the saint turned out to be you, Lady Yuna, and not Lady Emil.”
“Um… I’m glad I could be of help, Lady Mimosa.”
I wasn’t sure what to say, but it was clear that having Lady Mimosa as the head was far better than having Lord Luki. If my role as a saint had helped her, then that was a good thing.
“Hehe, even though your face is the same, you really are a different person from Lady Emil. How about it, Lady Yuna? Would you consider me as your next fiancé? Unlike my brother Luki, I would truly cherish you.”
“Um… you’re joking, right?”
“No, I’m serious. If it were Lady Emil, I would refuse even if begged, but with you, Lady Yuna, I would gladly—”
“Mimosa, leave. Leave immediately.”
“Lord Rein!?”
Lord Rein suddenly stood up, conjuring magic to intimidate Lady Mimosa.
“I’m just joking, just joking. I was just teasing you because it’s amusing to see Rein flustered, so don’t worry.”
“Be quiet.”
“I know I can’t win against Rein, the heir of the Ainakura Ducal family and the greatest magic knight in history. More than that, I wouldn’t want to get in the way of my dear friend.”
Lady Mimosa laughed, easily dodging Lord Rein’s anger. But watching them made me nervous!
“…Haah, whatever.”
Lord Rein let out a deep sigh, suppressed his magic, and sat back down. I was relieved that their fight hadn’t escalated.
“I apologize, Lady Yuna. That joke was in poor taste. I hope you can forgive me.”
“I knew it was a joke, so please don’t worry about it. More than that, I’m just happy that you two get along so well.”
“…You really are different from Lady Emil.”
It seemed that the Shainacle Marquisate, including Lady Mimosa, had secretly interacted with Emil, and they were often surprised by the differences between us.
Emil would always drag me around wherever she went, but there were times—especially in places like the imperial capital—that she left me behind. During those times, she must have been visiting the Shainacle Marquisate with Lord Luki.
What exactly was Emil like at her marital home…? I hope she wasn’t just being selfish and reckless.
“By the way, Mimosa, where is Luki now? Is he behaving himself at the Shainacle Marquisate?”
“No? He was persistently trying to persuade Father to reinstate him as the next head, but after realizing it was hopeless, he left the house. Father told him that if he wanted to stay, he had to serve as my assistant. There’s no way my proud brother could endure that.”
Additionally, after the scandal, Lord Luki became the subject of cold stares from both other nobles and the people of his domain. Unable to bear it, he fled from the Shainacle Marquisate’s territory.
“Right now, my brother Luki has returned to Lady Emil.”
For all his talk about his unwavering love, he was the first to abandon his sister, blaming Emil to protect himself. And yet, now he was crawling back to her? His shamelessness was truly astonishing.
“Oh, and as per your request, Lady Yuna, the servants who were sold to Baron Kotokolis have been repurchased and returned to their families.”
“Oh! Thank you very much!”
“No need to thank me. This is merely my family’s atonement for my brother’s actions. The servants were deeply grateful to you, Lady Yuna.”
“No, I bear responsibility as well.”
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