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nThe people of the temple approached Juliana, who was left unaccompanied.

n“Are you all right, saint?”

nThey felt guilty for failing to protect her saint at the critical moment.

n“Thank you for your concern. I want to be left alone for a while now.”

nJuliana pushed the temple priests and nuns away.

nThey were like her family to her, but right now she desperately wanted some solitude.

n“That’s not possible, Saint. It hasn’t been long since such a big incident happened.”

n“That’s right! It’s dangerous right now. You should stay with us.”

nThey were worried about the saint, but Juliana looked at them and shook her head, speaking with more force.

n“Please, I’m begging you. I want to be alone right now. I apologize.”

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nThe saint’s mournful attitude made it difficult for them to refuse her request.

n“Then we will leave you alone. Please come back soon.”

n“Thank you for your consideration.”

nShe smiled at them and went out into the garden.

nArduous.

nShe sank down limply against the fountain.

nShaa *water sfx*—

nWhite noise from the water filled her ears, muffling her hearing

nIt was relaxing. How pleasant.

nAfter becoming a saint, it was always like this for her.

nThere was nothing she was good at.

nInstead because of her position as a saint she was always protected and a burden.

nToday was the worst.

nWasn’t she a great nuisance to those around her?

nSeri even got injured because of her.

nShe even wanted to get to know her better and get close to her…

n‘It’s impossible. It was a stupid idea.’

nShe sighed with resignation.

nTears dripped down from her blue eyes, soaked her cheeks.

n– I don’t know why the saint is crying. It was Serina who was injured.

nMaybe this is what he meant.

nShe didn’t want to show the people that she was crying.

nIt’s obvious that they would have fretted over her.

nDon’t cry anymore.

nLet’s do our best, Juliana.

nShe tried to comfort herself and cheer up, but it was not easy.

n“Why are you crying?”

n“*Gasp*…!”

nWhen did you arrive?

nShe was so engrossed in crying that she didn’t even know that someone was approaching.

nJuliana got up from her seat, wiping away her tears.

n“You don’t have to get up. Here, take it.”

nJuliana raised her head and took in the man’s appearance.

nHe had sky-blue hair with clear azure eyes and handed a handkerchief to her.

nShe stared blankly at the man.

nA man of captivating rare beauty carried himself like a bad boy, but his physique showed that he was an athletic adult.

n‘Who is he?’

nShe abruptly accepted his handkerchief.

nAnd stared intently at the man.

nHis appearance doesn’t look like a nobleman, but the way he looks and speaks is aristocratic.

n“You’re the saint, aren’t you?”

nHe knew who she was.

nKnowing that she was a saint, he still spoke to her informally. But she wasn’t offended.

nIt was not because of her characteristic benevolent personality, but because he showed kindness by handing her a handkerchief.

n“Yes. I’m the Saint….”

n“Oh, thank God!”

nThe man took Juliana’s hand as if he was overjoyed.

nShe was startled by the unexpected touch.

n“I heard that Saint was with Serina Melford. Do you know where she is?”

nThe man, Pien, was here to see Serina. But, he was perhaps a step too late, the idiots did the job, and he couldn’t see where she was now.

nAfter coming all the way here, he was annoyed because coming here would be in vain if he didn’t get to see Serina.

nPerhaps those idiots were being tortured in prison. Oh well, it was their fateful ending.

n“That’s… why are you asking?”

n“What. Won’t you tell me?”

nWhen the man rendered a forlorn expression on his face, Julianna was perplexed, and at a loss of what to do.

nThe man was kind to her, but she was also suspicious of him.

nShe had no intention of talking to him about others.

n“I’m sorry, but I don’t know where she is. Serina followed an attendant somewhere to heal her wounds.”

nShe quietly said her name. Serina.

nWhen did she address her by her first name? Juliana was a little worried that she might have been rude.

n“Huh? She’s over there?”

nThe man stared straight ahead.

nJuliana turned her head towards the direction of where he was looking.

nIn the distance, Serina entered her carriage, escorted by a coachman. The carriage bore the emblem of the Agernia family.

n‘Huh? Why isn’t the Duke there?’

nShe was sure the two of them came in the same wagon, so why was she going back alone?

nSerina’s partner was Duke Agernia so they must have arrived together.

nAnd after the party, he would have dropped Serina to the Melford Ducal estate and then to go to Agernia.

nThat is the principle of the social world that Juliana knew.

n“Then I’ll be on my way. Throw the handkerchief away!”

n“Wait a minute…!”

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nThe man squinted his eyes and disappeared from her sight.

nWorried about what might happen, she decided that she should tell Serina quickly.

nHowever… the carriage did not appear to have departed. t1v: inferring that Serina is still within castle walls and not alone

n‘Will it be okay?’

nPeople shouldn’t be judged by their faces, but the man’s face looked really harmless.

nEnough to release tension when gazing upon it.

nWho the hell was that man?

nWith a puzzled face, Juliana looked at the place the man had been standing on until he had teleported and disappeared.

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