The Saint is Not My Sister, The Real Saint is Me - Episode 40
It has been a week since I arrived in Kotokoris Territory as a saint. During this time, I—
“I’m bored.”
—did nothing.
“Yuna, when you’re working as a saint, you’re always busy. You’re not used to doing nothing like this, are you?”
“…Yes.”
The condition I presented to my father was simple: he had to publicly admit that his proud daughter was a fake saint. However, he still hadn’t given me an answer. With nothing to do, time simply passed.
“If the land’s recovery is delayed any further, will it be alright?”
“There’s no need to worry. I’m sending power to prevent it from worsening.”
Now that I’ve learned to control my saintly powers, I can send just a little bit of energy when needed.
“That said, the people’s patience must be wearing thin by now, don’t you think?”
A saint from the Finable Empire had arrived, yet the land showed no signs of recovery.
“The people of Kotokoris are well aware that I’m nothing but a failure. They must be wondering why I haven’t healed the land yet, getting more and more frustrated.”
They always looked down on me. Now, I’ve returned as a saint of the Fiinable Empire. I wonder—how have my father and mother been explaining my presence to the people of Kotokoris?
Well, I don’t even need to think about it. The answer is obvious.
“Then, shall we take a walk around town soon?”
“Alright. I’ll protect you, Yuna, so don’t worry.”
“I’m counting on you, Lord Rein.”
I despise my hometown, Kotokoris.
If I were being honest, I’d admit that walking through town still scares me. But as long as Lord Rein is with me, I have nothing to fear.
Kotokoris Territory is a small, remote domain.
Everyone in town knows each other, and the town near the entrance, Aqua, is within walking distance of the Kotokoris Baron’s estate.
“Lady Emil, thank you for always bringing prosperity to Kotokoris!”
“Lady Emil, you have such an amazing gift! As expected of Kotokoris’ saint!”
“Lady Emil, you look adorable today, as always!”
As Emil walked through town, she was showered with praise. She accepted their words with a radiant smile. Meanwhile, I followed behind her, keeping my head down.
“Compared to her, that failure of an older sister is nothing but a burden on Lady Emil.”
“Lying about being a saint… how disgusting.”
“They say she’s jealous of Lady Emil and bullies her out of spite.”
The people of Kotokoris had always looked down on me.
They constantly compared me to my gifted younger sister, labeling me as the failure of the family. They spread false rumors, treated me like I was invisible, and accused me of things I never did.
I never lied. I never hindered Emil. I never bullied her. No matter how many times I denied their accusations, no one believed me.
I did nothing wrong. If only Emil had spoken up and told the truth, all of this could have been avoided.
“Are you alright, Sister Yuna? It must be painful, being hated by everyone. But don’t worry, I’m here for you. I love you, Sister Yuna.”
At first, I didn’t realize it.
But in the end, I understood—Emil was the one isolating me all along.
Oh my, this place has become quite desolate.”
Stepping into Aqua, I found a land stripped of all greenery, completely barren.
“If the land isn’t cared for, this is what happens. It was already in ruins before a saint was born, wasn’t it?”
“That’s true.”
Even though it was a remote territory, thanks to the presence of Kotokoris’ saint, the place had once been lively, filled with people. But now, all of that was gone.
A lonely town.
“Hey! Isn’t that the failure, Yuna?”
“You disgrace! How much longer do you intend to burden Lady Emil?”
The people of Aqua spotted me and immediately pointed fingers, hurling insults.
Really? You still have the nerve to speak to me like this? Do you not see the situation you’re in?
“Hey! Watch your mouth! Lady Yuna is a saint of the Finable Empire!”
“Hii!?”
One of the magic knights who had accompanied me to Kotokoris drew his sword, intimidating the townspeople.
Fools. Even now, they dare to speak to me like this? Do they not realize that I am no longer the powerless girl they used to mock? I now have people who stand by my side—Lord Rein and so many others. The situation has changed.
“Hah… I see Emil and Baron Kotokoris haven’t told you the truth.”
“W-What do you mean?”
“Surely you’ve heard the news—that the royal family has acknowledged Emil as a fraud and recognized me as the true saint?”
Even in a remote land like this, there’s no way such a significant announcement wouldn’t have reached them.
But of course, Baron Kotokoris and Emil wouldn’t just sit back and let the truth spread as it is. No doubt they twisted the facts to suit their needs. I had expected this, so the townspeople’s reaction didn’t surprise me in the least.
After all, they have always believed in Emil unconditionally, not me.
“W-We did hear about it, but that’s obviously a lie!”
“A lie?”
“Lady Emil said so herself! She said that her sister was lying! That Lady Yuna was taking advantage of her kindness and stealing her saintly powers for herself!”
“…”
“The power is all Lady Emil’s! And yet, you stole it and claimed the glory for yourself! You’re the lowest of the low!”
I was dumbfounded.
Then, anger surged within me.
I had expected Emil to slander me. But to go so far as to pin the crime of being a false saint onto me?
She had always been the one stealing my power, passing it off as her own. And now, she dared to make me the villain?
“She’s truly the worst… And yet, I lived my whole life for her.”
I had swallowed my pain, endured everything, and devoted myself to my family and my sister—
“Yuna…”
A warm hand gently touched mine. Lord Rein.
As I was pulled into his embrace, I couldn’t hold back my tears.
“Are you all complete fools?”
Lord Rein glared sharply at the townspeople in my stead.
“If Lady Emil were truly the saint, why is Kotokoris in ruins?”
“T-That’s…”
“How exactly could Yuna have stolen Emil’s powers? Yuna wasn’t recognized as a saint until after she had left this land.”
“Ah…!”
“If Yuna had taken Emil’s power, wouldn’t she have done so long ago, back when she was still here? Do you not feel any shame for blindly believing a one-sided story?”
Lord Rein…
As I felt his anger on my behalf, my wounded heart slowly began to heal.
I’m okay now.
Because I’m not alone anymore.
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