The Fake Saint of a Reverse Harem Game - Chapter 8.2

‘Why waste it on me when her holy power hasn’t even replenished yet in the first place?’

Jian, who poured in me a very subtle amount of holy power, had already begun to sweat from her forehead as expected.

“Don’t strain yourself, saint.”

“I’m really fine, Young Lady.”

Despite my words, Jian simply smiled sweetly and held my hand again. As soon as she tried to give me a boost, the door opened with a click.

“Saint…”

Curtis seemed to have seen Jian heal me through the open door’s gap. He stared at me with a frown on his face, slightly leaning on to a glare even.

“Edith, would you stop asking for the saint to heal you only when you see her fainting?”

“What?”

I didn’t ask for anything. I even told her not to just now.

‘Why is she keeping her mouth shut?’

I wanted Jian to explain for me because I knew Curtis wouldn’t believe me if I tried to explain, but she only shut her mouth with a troubled face. She seemed to have no intention of clearing Curtis’ misunderstanding.

“Lord Curtis, I’m fine. Don’t worry too much.”

“At this rate, the saint will collapse. Please go back and rest,” he said, and then turned towards me to add, “I have something to say to the Young Lady Abina.”

“I-I understand.”

Flinching at Curtis’ firm words, Jian stood up from her seat and stumbled greatly.

“…are you okay?”

“I guess healing her just now was a little too much.”

She rested her forehead in Curtis’ arms as if she felt dizzy from exhaustion.

“Ah! I’m not blaming the Young Lady at all,” she suddenly added, “Don’t get me wrong, Young Lady.”

I looked at Jian’s round forehead against Curtis’ chest, and nodded.

“Oh, yes.”

‘Let’s understand. She’s playing.’

Still, going through the experience of having the main character pretending to be nice gave me goosebumps.

‘No wonder she treated me even when I refused her.’

Apparently, she wanted to separate Curtis and Edith even more. The more her body gets damaged by healing me, the more Curtis would think of Edith as a spiteful villainess.

As expected, Curtis glared at me the entire way out as he supported the stumbling Jian. He was staring so hard that I thought he’d never come back, but soon I heard his neat footsteps and the door opened again.

“Edith.”

Edith’s bedroom, as any room that belonged to an aristocratic family, was as spacious as a living room. Curtis entered as he called her name, crossed the middle of the room, and then sat by the window.

“I will no longer play the wicked games you orchestrate with your own hands.”

Curtis, who stood tall at a distance, opened his mouth coldly.

“I am temporarily appointed as a knight to the saint today. You are no longer the Lady of Caballero.”

“Oh, yeah…”

Someone collapsed as she vomited blood, and in the meantime, he was quickly knighted to another woman.

I thought it was a bit petty, but I had nothing to say because I just peeked into his and Edith’s past.

‘Yeah, Curtis can definitely do that to Edith.’

As she was no longer the Lady of Caballero, Edith would soon be kicked out of the mansion and would turn into a bum. Wouldn’t that be Curtis’ fault?

“You’re quiet. Are you plotting something?”

“There is no such thing, Curtis,” I replied as I shrugged my shoulders and stared back at him.

Curtis was suspicious of me but his frown still looked handsome. Even if I wanted to feel resentful, I couldn’t feel that way because he’s too handsome for my taste.

‘Besides, the image I saw in my dream keeps coming to mind.’

Little Curtis was taken and beaten by his stepmother every single night. When I thought of the whip marks that filled his little body, I felt a pain in my chest as if being scratched by an awl.

“Yes.”

<WARNING> Character collapse rate has exceeded 95%.

<WARNING> Character collapse penalty will result in coughing of blood.

Was it because she was really sick, and not because she recalled the past? With the warning that the character’s collapse was near, my eyesight blurred.

“Oh, my.”

Dark red blood splattered on the pristine blanket.

“Edith!”

Surprised, I raised my hand to stop him from approaching me.

“It’s fine, just stay there. You don’t like being close to me.”

“What?”

“It’s all right, really. Just stay there.”

Curtis, who suffered from depression and had an aversion to humans, actually hated being in the same space with anyone. If it was with Edith, he hated it all the more.

“Curtis, congratulations on becoming Jian’s knight.”

“…”

“Seriously, I’m sorry for all this time.”

I apologized to him instead of Edith, and thanks to that, the character collapse rating soared high and even exceeded the 100% gauge.

BEEP~

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