Former Saint Woman， Fucked and Eaten 240

Chapter 240 – Side Story 44. Because the Bride Shines the Brightest at a Wedding (2)

When did that ever happen?

There was one young lady who was born as the eldest daughter of a prestigious noble family, the Luke family.

Magical power that can be seen as a natural talent in the eyes of others.

Possessing a power that is said to be God’s blessing, the young lady soon came to be called a ‘genius’ by those around her.

The name of that childish girl is Amy Luke.

In other words, it was me.

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“Miss Amy. A guest has come.”

“Are you a guest?”

When I asked, Deacon Noh slightly nodded and answered.

“Yes that’s right. She is a woman who refers to herself as a saint.”

“…”

Saint.

She said I’ve never heard that name before.

A person who was called by the creator god Isis to imbue his body with sacred power.

A natural hero with a destiny to subdue the devil.

“… Please send it back.”

“Yes? But…”

“Send it back. “He has no relationship with me.”

The old deacon seemed to hesitate for a moment at my deliberately cold answer.

But that was only for a moment.

“Didn’t you hear?”

“I understand, miss. “I will do as you command.”

In the end, Deacon Noh left with a polite greeting.

“Ha.”

I get irritated.

In a fit of anger, I gulped down the black tea I was holding and quickly stood up.

That woman, the saint, must have heard the rumor about me and came to visit.

It was just a guess, but that was the only reason for him to come to me, who I had never met before.

The prestigious Luke family has a history of producing heroes from generation to generation.

Scholar, Archmage, Sword Master…

Great people in history that make people feel shocked just by hearing about them.

They are all people who are evaluated as having had a great influence on the country or continent.

Therefore, the Luke family was able to maintain its reputation as a prestigious family.

“I’m not interested in that at all.”

I clenched my fists.

The magic power released without my knowledge got out of control and bloomed like a haze.

He just had slightly more magic power than an ordinary person.

It may seem amazing to people, but to me, it just seemed like one of those insignificant features.

To use an analogy, it’s like having slightly different hair or eye colors.

What seemed to me to be just one of the physical characteristics, people were all busy praising as ‘evidence of a hero.’

I can’t even give joy to other people.

I don’t have the power to be happy myself.

A talent that would only be looked at by institutions that research magic, but of no benefit to me.

“What good is this kind of power?”

Because of my worthless abilities, I was labeled a genius and had to attract unwanted attention.

I have never wanted a life like this.

To me, the expectations of my parents and people around me were nothing but extremely heavy shackles.

Become a hero worthy of the Luke family.

To become a person who leaves a mark in the history of the family.

I had to devote myself to education and training to become an elite every day.

——A hero must not know common sense.

——A hero must have all the following: civility, martial arts, and propriety.

——A hero must always remain noble.

The feeling of dislike is ignored, and the effort to be free is eliminated.

Before I knew it, I had become something that had to live up to the expectations of those around me.

‘… But that also ends today.’

Phew. I calmly took a deep breath and found the bag I had hidden in the backyard.

Today, I run away from the Luke family.

I will completely cut ties with them and live as an ordinary girl, ‘Amy.’

Before the caged bird forgets how to fly.

Before I forget my desire for freedom.

I will find my dreams and ideals and live a life for myself.

‘It has to be now. In this gap, before security becomes tight——.’

“Oh, are you planning to run away from home now?”

“Aaaaah!?”

It’s a surprise!

A woman’s voice suddenly appeared behind me.

Barely holding on to my heart that almost dropped, I glared at the woman I had never seen before.

“Dada, who are you! How did you get into this mansion!?”

“Because the butler wouldn’t let me in. “I just climbed over the wall, well.”

I couldn’t believe I climbed over the wall.

Why are there so many ignorant people?

Her attire is that of a neat nun, but her actions are as messy as anything.

“Why, why are you doing that?”

As she was looking her sister up and down, she covered her breasts in embarrassment.

She wears a loose nun’s uniform, and even though she covers it with her arms, those big lumps can’t be hidden at all.
What on earth did you eat and grow up to have a body like that?

Hiding my jealousy and envy as a woman, I stared at her pretty face beneath the nun’s veil.

“… Are you a saint?”

“Uh, do you want to know? “I don’t think I’ve ever met Amy.”

A woman dressed as a nun appeared at this time when a saint was said to have visited.

Where on earth would there be a fool who couldn’t make that connection?

“Why did you jump over the wall and appear in front of me? “There’s no way he knew about my plan to run away, which I didn’t tell anyone.”

“No, I knew everything. That you are trying to run away from home and where you are going.”

“What?”

I looked dumbfounded for a moment at the absurd answer.

“Huh, how did you know? “I have prepared thoroughly so that no one here in the mansion will notice!”

“The goddess gave us wisdom. “Today, you will disappear from here.”

Was it something like that?

I was able to immediately agree with the saint’s answer.

“Then why did the goddess send you here? Are you really telling me to stop me from getting out of here?”

Since ancient times, the foresight or prophecy of the gods has often produced great results, whether good or bad.

Sometimes it brings about the birth of a hero, sometimes it brings about the destruction of the world.

At least that’s what it says in all the myths I’ve read.

In response to my question out of repulsion, the saint said,

“No?”

She tilted her head.

“Why do you think that? Rather, I came here to help you.”

“You came here to help?”

“Sure. Even if I don’t stop you in the first place, you will soon be caught by the knights spread throughout the village and sent back here.”

“Is that also the goddess’s foresight?”

“Yes.”

“…”

I was devastated.

I thought I did my best to prepare, but it seemed like it was still too early for me.

“But.”

Toup.

The saint smiled softly.

Her hand touched me.

Warmth spread from the hand that was holding mine.

The moment her saintly body temperature was transmitted to me, it seemed as if all the nervousness and anxiety in her mind were magically washed away.

“There is another way.”

“Another way?”

“You are leaving with me. A journey to subdue the devil.”

“… “What?”

Did I hear correctly?

Subjugating the devil.

Are you trying to drag me into such a terrifying journey?

“Think about it carefully, Miss Amy Luke. “You don’t want to live like a bird with broken wings, right?”

“Well, that doesn’t mean I have the taste to recklessly get involved in a suicidal act like defeating the demon lord!”

“It’s an act of suicide. Do you think the reason I came to you now was because I was looking for a companion to go to the underworld with me?”

Kkook.

The saint gently placed her strength on the hand that was holding mine.

“You were chosen. As a warrior who will defeat the devil.”

“… A hero? Me?”

The saint answered my dumbfounded question by nodding and shaking her head.

“Goddess Isis spoke to me. ‘Find Amy Luke, the hero who will stand against the devil who threatens the world.'”

“A hero. To me, such an incredible power…”

The saint met her eyes as I spoke of her self-deprecation.

Blue eyes that sparkle like jewels.

The benevolent light contained within seemed to give me courage in silence.

“I can tell. The sacred power within you. The power of a hero that only those chosen by the holy sword possess.”

“It’s a holy sword… ? Me, I’m like that…”

“The holy sword is not a sword contained in a sheath, but a sword contained in the soul of a warrior. Since you can’t see it with your eyes, it’s natural that you haven’t noticed it until now.”

With those words.

Hwaaaaak——.

Brilliant light began to emanate from the saint’s hands.

“Ugh… It’s dazzling… !”

“You could probably take it out now. The warrior’s holy sword engraved inside your heart.”

Excited——, Excited——.

As if I was drawn to her words.

A loud beating echoed from inside her chest.

Heat that is hot, but not painful.

Is this the identity of the holy sword she spoke of?

“Now, pull it out. I will help you take the sword within you into your hands.”

“————.”

Concentrate your consciousness.

I find something embedded in my heart that radiates pure light.

“Ugh…”

Is it because I’ve been asleep all this time?

It wasn’t difficult to pull out what was deeply embedded in my soul.

Nevertheless.

“Ugh, ugh!”

I don’t know why, but since I was holding hands with this saint, I felt a surge of unfounded confidence that I could do it.

I keep bringing it out.

Even mobilizing his magic power, he pulled the holy sword hidden within his soul with all his might.

Paaaaat——!!

“Ugh!?”

It’s dazzling.

It felt as if the sun was right in front of her, and an intense light was hitting her entire body.

“Congratulations.”

With one word from the saint, I barely opened my eyelids.

The left hand is still wrapped in the saint’s hands.

On the contrary, something warm was held in the empty right hand.

“This is the birth of a true warrior.”

A sword engulfed in pure white brilliance was held within it.