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The Obedient Saint Was Made a Scapegoat, so She Decided To Be Reborn as a Villainess – Chapter 22

The Obedient Saint Was Made a Scapegoat, so She Decided To Be Reborn as a Villainess


Chapter 22

The Plumes are in a panic, overwhelmed by the tragic scene.

As for me, even though I saw many people suffering, my heart remained calm. I was only thinking about how to control my magic and overcome this situation.

I went around checking on the injured people. There were people with severe injuries who couldn’t move, as well as those who only suffered relatively minor burns.

Among them was Prince Virgil, with large burn marks on his shoulder and stomach, his upper body bare.

Many people were treating him more carefully than the other injured people, but without healing magic, first aid was limited.

When our eyes met, the prince called my name with a pained expression. I looked away without a second thought.

The prince’s voice called out to me desperately from behind, but I walked away without caring. Why should I bother looking at him?

The memory of being sacrificed in a coffin so that the prince could be engaged to Noemi still burns in my mind.

I chose some of the newcomers from among the frightened Plumes and ordered them to treat the injured people over there. “It’s not that bad, so even newcomers like you can handle it,” I said with a nod.

Then I ordered the veteran Plumes who had been in the church for a long time to look after the severely injured people.

After that, I assigned Plumes who seemed capable of treating the injured people according to their degree of injury. 

Although I really didn’t want to, I was tempted to choose a new and inexperienced healer, but I decided to ask a veteran Plume instead.

“Can you go and see Prince Virgil who collapsed over there?”

“Huh, me? Shouldn’t Roseline-sama take care of the prince’s treatment?”

“I’m not generous enough to see someone who tried to kill me. You’ve been in the church for a long time. I’m counting on you.”

“What do you mean… Roseline-sama!”

I was called out from behind in a panicked voice, but I walked away without turning back. That person was a veteran who had been in the church longer than me and had high magical power, so she could handle the prince’s treatment.

Roseline’s creed is to flatter those with power and live off their favors, but Prince Virgil is different.

He is at the top even among those in power, but I would rather die than flatter him.

After receiving the order, I ran to the nobleman I had met earlier when I looked around.

“Ro… Roseline-sama, you came.”

“Yes. You can relax now. Please lend me your hand.”

I held his hand and put my strength into it. His arm, which was red and blistered, recovered quickly.

He shed tears and expressed his gratitude.

“Thank you. You are truly a saint…”

I smiled at him. A saint? No way. I am a woman who prioritizes her own interests even in emergencies.

After finishing treating all my wealthy acquaintances, I looked around at the situation. It seemed like it would take more time to treat all the injured people.

I was about to offer my help when I shook my head in a hurry. Did I forget about Anna’s tragic life? From now on, I will live only thinking about myself. It should be enough to assign the injured people to the Plumes.

As I was about to leave it to them and go home, I heard the voices of the residents behind me.

“Are there still people left behind?!”

“Yeah, we saw a child calling for help from the window, and the knight jumped in and hasn’t come back yet.”

“Is everything okay? What should we do?”

My heart skipped a beat at the word “knight.” No way. There are many knights. It couldn’t be him.

Still worried, I approached the residents who were talking.

“Excuse me, what kind of person was the knight who jumped in?”

“Saint-sama! Yes, the knight was a young man with black hair and blue eyes.”

“Do you know his name?”

“His name…I think he was called Roland in the venue before the fire happened…”

As soon as I heard his name, I forgot to thank them and ran towards the palace. I looked at the burning palace and searched for Roland-sama’s figure, but I couldn’t find him.

Suddenly, I saw something moving near the rooftop. As I stared at it intently, it was Roland-sama holding a child.


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