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Lina was stripped of her sainthood.
The Great Temple officially admitted to misreading the trust.
“What are you thinking? Seria."
Seria turned around. A smile inevitably rose.
“If it was me, I would have announced that Lina had lost her life.”
Seria hadn’t seen Lesche in a long time. He tilted his chin lightly.
“That can also defend the honor of the temple. That's nice."
“And very despicable, isn't it?"
"Yes. Don't you usually say it's a strategic move?"
“Where did you learn how to present it that way?"
Lesche chuckled. Seria’s smile deepened as well. Immediately, Seria ran to Lesche and hugged him, while Lesche hugged her tightly in his arms.
She wondered when in the world she would see him again. Seria asked as she stepped into the carriage already prepared with Lesche.
“Aren't you tired? We have to go to the Great Temple right away.”
"There's nothing to be tired about.”
Seria tilted her head at the light sound.
“I know it must have been difficult to restore the border with Stern suddenly down by one, are you all right?"
“Are you talking in a roundabout way about how much you missed me?"
“What? No, I don't know why you’re saying that…..”
Seria asked in exasperation.
"So. Did you miss me?"
Lesche started laughing.
"I felt like my eyes were spinning because I missed you. And you?"
“It wasn’t that long, right?"
Lesche faintly furrowed his forehead.
"It's not the answer I thought it would be."
"I'm serious. What should I do?"
"You're playing with me as soon as I get here.”
Seria smiled. Actually, She missed Lesche a lot. She climbed into a big carriage and tried to sit on the seat, but the place where she sat was on Lesche’s thighs. The footman hurriedly closed the door with a ‘huck'.
She was so embarrassed that she was fanning her face and Lesche grabbed her wrists.
“Did you really not miss me? Seria.”
Seria cleared her throat.
“I just answered you.”
"I thought I was going crazy because I missed you."
His hand was holding her neck and waist tightly. The moment she touched Lesche’s chest, he dug in unannounced and kissed her. Her body kept pushing back, but Lesche wrapped her and trapped her in place.
Her heart beat wildly. A gasping breath. Lesche’s body, in full contact with her, felt hot. The sensation of him touching her silk stockings was arousing. She was dizzy because she could picture what he was going to do to her.
Seria finally pushed Lesche out of the way. She gasped and asked him as she looked at his colorful eyes.
“…You couldn't do it for two weeks. Can you get it done in one sitting?"
Of course, when it was one time by Lesche’s standards, it was not Seria’s one time. So she hurriedly tried to get out of the mess, but Lesche was….
She wasn't sure.
Lesche had a history of not letting go of her when they were in bed every day.
And, strangely enough, Lesche seemed to react badly to her question about his body. She lay back on the seat and looked up at Lesche. He stroked down her cheek, tracing it with his fingertips. His manhood was very hard to the point of tearing as he touched her leg.
“I wasn't going to do it, but you’re driving me crazy."
"Is this why your body is like this?"
"It's not something I can control, Seria. Don’t you know?”
Despite the relaxed tone, Lesche’s hands never left Seria’s body. A thirsty sigh came out, and his fingers dug into Seria’s mouth. Lesche’s eyes were completely fixed on her as his wet fingers scoured the mucous membrane in her mouth.
Before she knew it, Lesche’s upper body was completely tilted toward her. He kissed her like crazy as if trying to unleash all his desire with this kiss. On one hand, it was unbearable to feel Lesche’s desire holding her down, and on the other hand, it was sweet.
Her ears turned red with a constant flush.
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It didn't take long to reach the Great Temple.
“It's noisy.”
Seria agreed with Abigail's words inwardly.
The door, which had been locked by the authority of the High Priests, was opened, and it seemed to be a mess when it was announced that the Saint from another world was actually fake.
Many countries on the continent had already sent envoys that included royalty, and a number of nobles from the Glick Empire were also present.
"There will be a religious trial."
High Priest Henoch said with a stern face.
All the priests were in a state of hunger for a week.
They had to combine all the holy relics they had. And most of the large, sophisticated relics ate a large amount of divine power.
Perhaps not even all of its many holy relics have been taken out since the Great Temple was built.
Thanks to this, with relative accuracy, the Great Temple could figure out who Lina was.
"…How can one be made up of Magi?"
“Perhaps the sacred power she conceived was also fake, so it was scattered.”
Myote, who was standing by Seria, asked coldly.
“Will that also be made public on the continent?”
High Priest Joel shook his head emphatically.
“I don't think so.”
"That's a relief. It's good to keep it a secret that the Magi were the same Sterns.”
In the cold voice of Myote, the priests smiled bitterly.
If she was the High Priest, she would announce that Lina had died. Just like Seria told Lesche.
Lina was in a state of anxiety as her sacred power continued to decrease, combined with the story that she had tapped into a forbidden spell that had been sealed away in the Great Temple.
The Great Temple seemed conflicted between conscience and reputation.
So they came up with this compromise.
“Let's go. We will begin immediately."
As Seria walked along with Myote and the Priests, High Priest Henoch caught her.
“Grand Duchess.”
“Yes?”
"…Do you know what the Saint’s true identity is?”
High Priest Henoch said, sweeping down his gaunt cheeks.
"I'm asking because I had a particularly bad relationship with her."
"Well, what did she say?"
“She didn't say anything. She probably won't say anything in court either. I'm sure there is no small amount of shock that was put on her body because of Stern's divorce…."
Seria looked at the void.
It was just as High Priest Henoch had said.
The religious trial with Lina in the middle ended simply. In the first place, numerous priests and holy knights saw that her body was infused with demonic energy, and there was nothing more to prove.
Lina, her entire body bandaged, said nothing.
The problem was Cassius.
Seria sat with her legs crossed in the top reserved seat for Stern.
“After he had received the Saint's message, he murdered the holy knights. He committed the infamous act of breaking the holy relic of the border in order to raise Saint Lina to the sole Stern.”
“The story is shocking."
It didn’t matter how much. No one could believe he would break the seal of the border.
"Crazy guy…"
"He tried to end the continent…."
The audience was even more shocked than Seria was. Some were swearing and the majority were frozen like ice.
Seria glanced over to where the Kellyden family was sitting. They had made the official decision that they wouldn’t come, but they couldn’t help but be here. The Marchioness and Marquis of Kellyden and even Nissos were sitting there looking very pale.
Cassius' sins could not be ended as individual sins.
In the Great Temple, they will use all sorts of means and methods to apply the sit-in system. Still, Seria was Stern, and she was of Kellyden's blood, so they’ll take only one direct line.
That direct line had a good chance of becoming a Marquis. Thanks to the Marquis of Kellyden’s official statement that he would abolish Cassius in the hunting ground.
Still, it was unknown if the Marchioness would give up Cassius so easily, well …. For a long time, the Marchioness of Kellyden was very protective of her eldest son and heir, Cassius.
“Therefore, after having Cassius Kellyden imprisoned in an abandoned tower in the name of the Great Temple, he will be sentenced to death according to the common laws of the continent.”
"……!"
“Anyone who has objections, protest now. However, if the sinner is guilty, those who protest shall receive the same punishment."
Naturally, Seria’s gaze turned to the Marchioness of Kellyden. Seria was not the only one who did that. Most of the gazes of the nobles, who knew how the Marchioness loved Cassius, also looked at her.
The Marchioness of Kellyden could only tremble and say nothing. As she did so, Seria’s and her gaze suddenly met. She sent Seria a pleading look.
It was that blatant look. ‘Do you want me to help Cassius?’
“You really have no conscience or spirit."
Seria’s mumbling was completely buried. This was not the society of the West. Moreover, the Great Temple was full of people who envied Stern more than anyone had imagined.
People who had read the meaning of the look the Marchioness of Kellyden sent Seria looked at Seria intensely.
“Is the Marchioness crazy? Didn't she hear that the High Priest said earlier that he was going to kill all the Sterns?"
"The Marchioness must have lost her mind. …. There is a reason the Grand Duchess disowned her family.”
“Shame on you, the man called the High Nobility!”
One nobleman sitting next to her even raised his hand and announced to the judge.
“The Marchioness of Kellyden is going to object!"
"……!"
In no time at all, the presiding judge turned cold and everyone's eyes were on him. There were many high ranking aristocrats in the West in the mix.
The Marchioness of Kellyden’s complexion turned white as a blank sheet of paper.
“Do you object? Marchioness of Kellyden.”
“Well, I…”
“Marchioness of Kellyden! Speak properly!”
The Marchioness’ hands trembled elegantly at the stern voice that fell like a reprimand.
“I do not object….."
Seated at the defendant's table, Cassius’ eyes shook violently.
