The Saint is Not My Sister, The Real Saint is Me - Episode 54

Rein-sama placed his hand on my shoulder as if to show off to Emil and firmly declared his rejection of her while affirming his love for me. Even though I already knew, hearing him say it so clearly reassured me.

“Why… why are you lying like that? Rein-sama, you love me! You have to love me!”

Tears streamed down Emil’s face as she looked at him with a wounded expression.

Until now, there had always been someone by Emil’s side to protect her. Whenever she cried, someone would comfort her and do everything to ease her sorrow.

But now, things were different. Even if Emil cried, no one would protect or help her.

“I am far more suited to Rein-sama than Yuna-oneesama! Unlike Yuna-oneesama, I can use miracle-class healing magic! Rein-sama chose me, not Yuna-oneesama with her so-called Saintess power, but me with this miraculous magic!”

Saying this, Emil once again chanted her healing magic, summoning a dazzling light around her.

It was a performance, meant to showcase her so-called special power to those around her. She often used the Saintess’ power as if it were her own in the past.

“See? Isn’t it amazing? I’m the special one! Since I can use healing magic, I’m the one who deserves to be the Saintess, not Yuna-oneesama! If Rein-sama becomes my lover, I can bring Yuna-oneesama back and reclaim my place as the Saintess!”

So, what she’s saying is that she wants to use Rein-sama to push me back into her shadow and restore herself as the Saintess of Kotokoris?

She really underestimates me.

“Yuna-oneesama should live for our family. For me. Because when I’m the one loved by everyone, it makes everyone happy! Yuna-oneesama should stay unnoticed, never in the spotlight, hated by all, alone, unloved by anyone but me!”

I hate her.

I hate her, I hate her, I hate her, I hate her, I hate her, I hate her, I hate her, I hate her, I hate her, I hate her, I hate her, I hate her, I hate her!

I despise Emil with all my being. She claims to love me while tormenting me.

She stole my power, my everything—my twin sister Emil, whom I loathe more than anything.

So now… it’s time for her to face reality.

Emil is not suited to be the Saintess.

Because Emil is—nothing more than an ordinary noble daughter without any special power.

“…What is Lady Emil talking about?”

“Saying she’s special or that she deserves to be the Saintess… I don’t get it.”

“Miracle healing magic or whatever… even if she brags about it, it’s not that impressive.”

“Wha… what?”

Hearing the nobles around her laugh mockingly, Emil looked confused, unable to understand why they were saying such things.

“What’s so funny? I have miracle-class healing magic that Yuna-oneesama can’t use—”

“Emil, don’t you think your healing magic’s light is weaker than before?”

“Huh?”

The light from Emil’s magic was visibly weaker and covered a much smaller area than before.

It seemed she hadn’t noticed until I pointed it out. Panicked, she chanted the spell again, but the result was the same.

“Why…!? Why is my power weakening!?”

Ah, finally.

I’ve been waiting for this moment.

For my power to completely disappear from Emil.

“Now that I think about it, I never told you, did I? My true power as a Saintess is magic that grants power to others.”

“Magic… that grants power…? That means—no way…”

“That’s right. Your so-called miracle healing magic was merely borrowing my power. It was never yours to begin with.”

“—No—no way! That’s a lie!”

“Rein-sama.”

“Yes.”

Rein-sama chanted the same healing spell as Emil.

However, the light that radiated from his magic was far more brilliant and covered a vastly larger area.

“This… This is healing magic!? It’s stronger than mine…!”

“This is Rein-sama’s healing magic, empowered by my gift.”

Ever since I left Emil, it was Rein-sama—blessed by my power—who had been healing people in her place.

And because Rein-sama was already an exceptional magic user, he gained far greater power than Emil ever could.

“Do you get it now? Emil, you were never special. You were only borrowing my power. And now that you’ve lost it, your strength is fading.”

“No way…”

How does it feel?

To lose the only thing you thought was truly yours?

To become nothing more than an ordinary baron’s daughter, with no special power at all?

“It’s not fair… Why does Yuna-oneesama always get everything!?”

“Maybe because of your personality? That’s why the gods deemed me more worthy of being a Saintess than you.”

“Ugh…!”

“It’s such a sad tale, isn’t it? That two twins could turn out so differently.”

I returned the exact same words she had once said to me.

By now, my power as the Saintess had spread throughout the entire Finable Empire.

And yet, the people of Kotokoris—along with my father and mother—never listened.

Even though Emil, who knew the truth, should have realized it, the truth never reached her ears.