The Saint is Not My Sister, The Real Saint is Me - Episode 34

Letting that family run free and granting them the power of a Saint—I’m responsible for that too.

“You truly are an earnest and sincere person. I know it’s rude to compare, but you’re nothing like Lady Emil.”

Seriously, what was Emil even doing in the Shainacle Marquis household? I kind of want to ask, but I’m too scared to know!

“Yuna, you have no reason to feel guilty. The ones at fault are that foolish father, mother, and the younger sister who took advantage of her older sister’s power.”

“Lord Rein…”

“Exactly. Yuna, the fact that you grew into such a wonderful person despite being in that rotten family is a miracle in itself. And since you’ve severed ties with them, there’s no need to concern yourself with them anymore, just as Rein said.”

“…Alright.”

Emil never allowed me to have a single friend. If I so much as talked to someone, she would immediately go to them and take them away from me.

“I’m being bullied by Yuna! Emil isn’t the Saint—my sister is lying and trying to frame me!”

She cried to everyone, spreading lies that I was a horrible sister, jealous of the true Saint, and bullying her. But I never bullied Emil. And I was the true Saint.

The people of Kotokoris, like my parents, never believed me. No matter what I said, they only believed Emil. They constantly compared us, spoke ill of me behind my back, and treated me like I was invisible.

I was always alone. No one ever stood up for me or believed in me.

But now, I have people who trust me. People who protect me. And that makes me incredibly happy.

I hoped I could spend my days in peace, never having to deal with Emil or my father again.

—But that hope was shattered all too soon.

“…Yuna, His Majesty has sent a request for the Saint’s aid.”

“I understand.”

In the middle of my conversation with Lady Mimosa, a steward from the Ainakura Duke’s residence whispered something to Lord Rein. As always, Rein relayed the royal request to me.

“Lord Rein?”

But something was different this time. His expression was heavy, and he hesitated to explain the request.

Normally, Saint requests involve the restoration of barren lands. Rein would always explain where and what I would be doing in detail.

So why isn’t he saying anything now?

Could it be a place he’s unfamiliar with? If so, I could ask His Majesty or the Duke of Ainakura for more information—or even research it myself.

“Is this not about land restoration? Is it something more serious?”

“…No, it is a land restoration request. But the location is…”

“Is it really far away? If that’s the issue, it’s no problem. I enjoy traveling—it feels like an adventure.”

“You really are an exceptional person, Yuna. Lady Emil, on the other hand, once complained that the journey from Kotokoris Baron’s estate to the Shainacle Marquis’ estate was too far and demanded they move somewhere closer.”

…The Kotokoris Baron estate is in the frontier, while the Shainacle Marquis estate is closer to the imperial capital. Of course, there’s a distance. But seriously—who does she think she is?

She demanded her in-laws relocate just because the journey was too tiring? That’s insane.

Even after marrying Lord Luki, Emil stayed at the Kotokoris Baron estate just to remain close to me. What was her plan for the future? Did she seriously expect the entire Shainacle Marquis family to move to Kotokoris for her? No way… right?

Then again… knowing Emil, she just might have.

“I’m sorry for my former sister’s behavior…”

“You don’t have to apologize for that, Yuna. But honestly, when I first heard about it, I thought, Is this woman insane?”

Yeah, I completely agree with Lady Mimosa.

“The request comes from that insane woman’s father—the Baron of Kotokoris.”

“…The Baron of Kotokoris?”

A request from my father? That means—

“The location is Kotokoris?”

“That’s right.”

As long as I lived there, that land never suffered from poor harvests.

“Oh my, how bold. He disowned his daughter, threw her out, and now he’s shamelessly begging for her help?”

“No… The Baron stubbornly refused to acknowledge Yuna as the Saint. He insisted that the other daughter was the true Saint. If he’s seeking Yuna’s aid now, things must be dire.”

I agree with Rein.

My father never believed I was the Saint. He only ever recognized Emil as the Saint.

And yet, he’s now asking for my help? He must be desperate.

“What will you do, Yuna?”

“Huh…?”

“Will you help Kotokoris?”

Kotokoris is where I spent most of my life.

But I hold no love for it. That place only brings back painful memories.

It may be my birthplace, but I have no desire to return. I certainly don’t want to live there again. In fact, I never want to step foot in that land ever again.

Most of all—helping Kotokoris means indirectly saving my father.