The Obedient Saint Was Made a Scapegoat, so She Decided To Be Reborn as a Villainess
“My magic is different from that of a Plume. Are you sure?”
“Yes, it’s fine. I don’t want you to cast magic on me anyway.”
Roland-sama looks at me with a cold gaze that I have never seen before.
“Is that all you needed? If so, then I will excuse myself.”
While I am still in shock, Roland-sama turns his back and leaves.
“Roseline, what’s wrong with him? He’s so rude!”
“After you offered to cast magic on him too!”
Rose and Luca are indignant, fluttering around me. I stare at where Roland-sama left in a daze for a while, but then I come to my senses and run after him.
“Roland-sama! Please wait!”
When I shout in an empty hallway, Roland-sama turns around with a surprised expression.
“How do you know my name?”
“You knew my name too, didn’t you?”
“Of course, you’re a famous saint.”
“I am too. I know the name of the vice-captain of the squad.”
Although Roland-sama looks dissatisfied, he nods.
“Do you need something else?”
“I want you to tell me. What is it that you don’t like about me? Other knights were competing to receive my protection, so I can’t believe it.”
“You have quite the confidence. If you are liked by so many people, you don’t have to worry about me. Do you need everyone to like you?”
He said with a sneer, and my cheeks became hot. Is this really that kind Roland-sama?
It’s not that I want everyone to like me. It’s because it’s Roland-sama that I’m so concerned.
“Shall I tell you why I dislike you?”
“. . . Eh?”
My thoughts stopped when he clearly said he disliked me. He continued in a cold voice.
“I dislike people who use their given power for their own selfish desires. I often hear rumors about you. You go to cast magic without being asked by the powerful, but ignore the poor who desperately seek help to cure their illnesses. Are you still a saint?”
Roland-sama’s cold voice echoed in my head.
On Roland-sama’s face was a scornful expression that had never been directed at Roseline before. I realized that he truly hated me.
“Do you understand now? Well then, excuse me this time.”
Roland-sama’s back moved away.
My chest throbbed with pain. Rose and Luca flew around me, looking down, desperately trying to encourage me, but I couldn’t even respond to their voices.
I see. Does Roland-sama hate people who live for their own selfish desires?
Am I someone he despises?
…What is this? Don’t be ridiculous.
“Wait a minute!!”
I pulled out a silver hair ornament from my hair and threw it at Roland-sama with all my might. Unfortunately, he easily dodged it, but he turned around with a surprised expression.