“Fairy. You look like me, so you must help people.”
Under her mother’s teachings, she always made one promise—she would never live as a shaman like her mother.
But after running away from the gods and dying in the end, she wakes up in a completely different world—a Western romance fantasy setting where none of that should matter.
Then…
[“Can you hear me? From now on, you are the saint chosen by us!”]
Wait—why are the gods calling her a fairy again?!
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[“Your deceased grandmother is lingering around that man.”]
“Hey, James, have you been well?”
“Gr-g-grandma…?!”
She casually swings her ritual bell with a flashy wrist snap.
“The woman you’re planning to marry… absolutely no way!”
She once rejected this kind of life so strongly that she died for it.
So why is she doing all this again…?
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And when she goes to meet the emperor as instructed by the gods, the killing intent he gives off is no joke.
“Calling someone a ‘saint’ like some old legend… this isn’t a game for children.”
…So to stop the world from ending, she has to convince this man?
Why did it have to be someone who hates religion?!