Chapter 410 – Day 57 – Saint Grace’s Prophecy (Revised)
“Ugh… Ugh, so…”
Lucia was breaking out in a cold sweat.
‘Grace, who had been bickering with her, was blessed by the goddess and she became a saint…’
Can you really call that a blessing?
Although blind seemingly, Grace was able to live a normal life without her saintess’s eyepatch.
Even if she did n’t think about it, she poured blood from her eyes to her and saw the goddess shoot a pure white light in her eyes to her.
In fact, the princess didn’t know exactly what had happened in this room. She had said in advance that Justice would do such a thing, and she was only assured that Grace was not blind.
“It’s okay, Sister Lucia. I can receive prophecies now, and I will live as the voice of the Goddess here, but I’m still Grace.”
With her benevolent smile her, Grace held out her hands to Lucia.
“How dare I… Call out your name. You are now the voice that leads the Order, the saintess.”
Lucia was a woman of strong faith, enough to say that she was a maniac.
The fact that she forgave her when she was raped by her princess was purely because of her saintess’ words to her.
Does her way of thinking her itself treat her as a saint to her her, who was created while being raised in her church of saints? Does she just call me by name?
That kind of thing couldn’t have happened.
“Before I’m a saint, I’m Grace. Lucia. I’m the most insignificant girl in the world, a commoner without a last name, who does n’t even know who her parents are.”
“That could be so. You are a saint! It is disrespectful for me to call you by your first name!”
“Sister Lucia. Do you remember?”
Grace was still holding out his hand her, smiling.
“When I… Had menarche. I didn’t know anything at that time. When I woke up, my underwear was covered in blood, so I thought I had committed a great sin. Do you remember how I asked you?”
“Stop, saintess…”
“I was that kind of girl. I’m different from Lucia, who sang hymns with passion since I was young. It’s thanks to Sister Lucia that I thought I should care for and love people a little more.”
Grace put her hands together.
“I’m not perfect. When I was young, I didn’t even know what menarche was, so I cried in your arms, wondering if I became a demon, and as an adult, it’s the same. Hehe, I’m a human with many shortcomings to the point of having embarrassing hobbies.”
“Saintess… Why are you talking like that…”
“Sister Lucia needs help in order for me to become a completely wonderful saint.”
Grace squatted down and met Lucia’s eyes her.
“I’m sure I’ll make a mistake. You know. I broke some pots last year when I was preparing for the festival.”
“… Kuh…”
“Help me, Lucia. Please help me remember that even though I became a saint, I am still a Grace with many shortcomings.”
At her earnest words her, Lucia finally lowered her head, and she took Grace’s hand her. But it wasn’t perfect.
“Goddess… Your flame dares to ask. May I call you by name?”
“High Priestess Lucia. My cold-blooded flame, there is nowhere in the Holy Word that says that her saintly name her is not to be called at all.”
“Uh… Uhm… Hmmm… I see.”
Lucia bowed once more, took Grace’s hand her, and stood up cautiously.
“But I’m sorry. Princess. I guess I’m still very weak in divine power. I can’t really… I can’t receive a prophecy about where Messalina went.”
“If you want to find Messalina’s whereabouts, you must go up to the surface and listen to the whispers of the stars, Grace.”
At the abrupt reply of her goddess her, Grace turned her hastily and fell to his knees.
“Always remember. No matter how hard you try and worry, if you can’t see the prophecy, she just needs to listen to the whispers of the many stars.”
“Thank you, Goddess.”
With a gentle smile, the goddess slowly stepped back.
No matter how big Grace was, she said thank you here and couldn’t caress her as she was held by the goddess.
The mood naturally changed to following Grace up to her ground level.
“Ah, Princess, by any chance…”
“The goddess says she intends to be here someday, so don’t worry about her. She said that she could n’t get out of this underground in the first place.”
“Ah, ah…! Thank you, Princess Venus. I’m still too lazy to ask such a thing…”
It will take some time to get to know each other. The princess laughed at her and slapped Grace’s butt as a sign that she wanted to go up to the ground.
That’s how the party went out of the room, and for a while only the princess and the goddess remained.
“Thank you. Goddess.”
“Princess Venus. I have a question for you.”
“I hope it’s not difficult twenty questions.”
The goddess gave a small smile.
“If a doll without a heart sings love and repeats warm words forever, will it ever have a heart?”
“Hmm… Well, can a doll do something like that in the first place?”
After a moment of thought, the princess smiled.
“If you can, you can, of course you can? Look at humans. As soon as a child is born, the only thing he knows how to do is cry. If you know how to repeat…”
The princess replies with her confident smile.
“Of course you can have a heart! The song that the doll sings must be surprisingly lovely, and each and every greeting you give naturally will be very warm. If there is such a doll, I would like to meet it.”
Whether she knew the truth or not, the princess answered like that.
“…Thank you, Princess Venus.”
The goddess replied with a smile, and the princess was able to ascend to her level of comfort her.
* * *
“In the Church of Saint Women’s building… I never imagined there would be a place like this.”
“It must have been a space that the saintess secretly used. Didn’t she climb the stairs from the saintess’s room?”
Grace was still not wearing the saintess’s eyepatch and was talking with her smile.
Looking at the opaquely distant eyes of her, I felt a little sorry, but the princess and Lucia couldn’t say that it was better to wear her eyepatch her because she didn’t seem to be doing anything wrong.
“It’s a space where you can feel the warmth, but on the contrary… The roof is made of solid glass, so there’s no problem seeing the stars.”
“Hmm, well… It may not be the level of an observatory, but it looks like a perfect place to purely watch the stars at night… It’s a room.”
These were the words of the princess, who pondered whether or not to call this open place a terrace.
“Grace… As Sister-sama said, it’s a room with a feeling of use. Wait… Isn’t this the teacup that the imperial family gave us the year before last?”
“Ah! That’s right! I’ve never seen a saintess eat something in the world, but I was regretting not seeing her!”
Grace smiled brightly, picked up a pure white teacup with a pretty golden rose on it, and shook it lightly.
‘Well, even if you don’t look closely, you can see that the saintess used this place just a few days ago.’
She felt like she was solving a puzzle she thought she would never be able to complete, but her feelings changed after she Grace became a saint.
I had a hard time putting the huge pieces together, albeit roughly, and now I felt like the picture would be complete if I just grabbed a few pieces and pushed them in.
“Grace, do you see something?”
“Ah, yes. I’m starting to see it. I’m really starting to hear the whispers of the stars, just like the goddess said.”
Grace put her hands together and began to pray earnestly. She had her eyes closed, but she did n’t have much trouble because she could actually see what she needed to see through her eyelids her.
“…Oh my God… I never thought this day would come in my lifetime…”
The prophecy from earlier had been done somewhat playfully by Grace, so there was little of her holy vibe or feeling of her. Now, on the contrary, she was concentrating so earnestly that she wondered if pure white light was emanating from her body.
“…Silly princess, did the goddess tell me how to use something?”
At Hedone’s worried question, the princess shook her head.
“In the first place… How to become a saint. Hedone can’t even imagine how much I struggled to find out.”
“Please let me know later. By all means, okay?”
To Hedone’s lovely whisper, the princess replied by massaging her buttocks once.
“Um… Uh, uh… There are too many things to see. Ugh…”
Breaking into a cold sweat, Grace groaned.
The prophecies she saw, the whispers she heard, were too many.
Would it be possible for Grace to say that she knew where Messalina was?
‘Damn it… I heard the story from the goddess…! She said that a saintess needs at least 12 years of education to be active as a saintess, right?’
The 12 year gap is huge.
If it’s a one-year training, she can beg the goddess to do it as a short-term, roughly one-day course. It’s not one year, not ten years, but twelve years.
How long is the training period? The princess bit her lip as she recalled the countless books she had read while attending her academy.
“T-Grace! First of all, don’t overdo it! Didn’t you just become a saint?”
“That’s right, Sister Grace. I’d be happy if I could find out Messalina’s location as soon as possible! I don’t want to lose the saintess… No! Her sister her!”
Even Lucia shouted, but Grace did not stop her prophecy.
Rather, she had a bright smile.
Grace did her best for those who she believed in herself and were worried even at this moment.
She still couldn’t comprehend the myriad prophecies before her eyes her, and the whispers she heard were so incomprehensible that her head was about to break her.
However, she hoped and hoped.
The saintess who told him this painful truth asked her to tell her where she was kidnapped by Messalina.
“…Ah!”
Shedding some of her tears, Grace looked at her princess with a bright smile.
“Grace! Did you get the prophecy?!”
“Yes! Woe, princess! I don’t know if I can call this a prophecy…! The saintess is now… Ah, so! You should be here!”
Grace hurriedly grabbed a nearby pen and sketched a map on the white paper.
Because it was so elaborately drawn, I wondered if I was transcribing after seeing something.
“This place… Hmm, it’s a lot closer than I thought. If you take a carriage from here, it won’t take half a day.”
After checking Grace’s map, Lucia replied with a smile.
“You worked hard until the end! Grace, you did a good job!
“Oh, well, so…”
Grace put on a troubled expression for a moment and answered awkwardly while looking at Lucia and the princess.
“I saw a prophecy from Messalina tomorrow that there is a 99% chance that the saintess will be killed here.”
Grace responded cautiously, but she couldn’t stop Lucia from screaming.
