Chapter 1
This countryis ruled by the Saint.
Recently, the Saint passed away, and a divine oracle was about to be held to determine the new Saint.
My best friend and I stood in the crowd gathered in the central square, surrounding the shrine maiden waiting for the oracle.
As we watched for a while, the shrine maiden, who had been gazing up at the sky, began to act strangely.
She wandered about, making gestures that seemed conflicted or pleading.
“It looks like the divine oracle has descended.”
Someone in the crowd said, and murmurs began to spread among the people.
Before long, the shrine maiden, her body undulating and swaying, started moving in our direction.
I felt a little uneasy, but such an event was rare to witness.So, I held my ground and continued to watch.
The shrine maiden stopped directly in front of me and suddenly knelt.Then, she spoke to me.
“You are the Saint. The divine oracle has declared.”
The crowd erupted into chaos.
Normally, the shrine maiden would announce the name of a woman, and that person would become the Saint.
But without naming anyone, she came directly to me and declared that I was the Saint.
Of course, I’m a man—not a woman. How could I possibly become the Saint?
It was absolutely nonsense.
While I stood there in shock, a group of female temple soldiers swiftly surrounded me.
Unable to move, I found myself facing what seemed to be their captain.She extended a hand to me, and before I knew it, I was taking her hand, being led away toward the central cathedral.
