Eventually, the door opened and I got up to see the man I don't want to saw. It was Reyhaas.
Reyhaas in a clean white uniform looked bright today.
'By the way, is it okay for the high priest to enter the saint's room at any time like this?'
I tilted my head and thought.
"May the high priest be blessed by the nine gods."
Hiding my doubts, I greeted him with the recently learned formal greeting of a saint.
"Thank you, Ariel."
Fortunately, to see if this greeting was correct, he accepted my greeting with a smile.
He asked as he strode towards me as if he knew I was writeing something.
"Are you studying?"
It was then that I remembered the formula I had written and shrugged my shoulders.
Looking at it, he might have noticed my escape plan.
'If that's the case...'
Suddenly, the cold glow of his dark eyes flashed, and my back shivered.
I quickly turned the memo and shoved a piece of paper with something else written on it, like a sprint to him.
"You are welcome. High priest."
"What?"
A small sense of relief filled with his puzzled yet willingly accepting it.
He took the paper I had given him and leaned his back against the window.
He was a handsome man whose halo could be seen, if not for the sunlight pouring in from the window behind him.
He is a man's line, but the word "beautiful" suits him. It was so unbelievable that he killed Annie.
"I would like to receive a review of the congratulatory speech to be read at His Majesty Kyle's birthday banquet tomorrow."
Soon it was a chance to see the second male protagonist of this novel. The man Ariel had a crush on in the first place.
Of course, I have no intention of following the original story, but I was still curious about Kyle's real life.
By the way, the congratulatory message I gave to Reyhaas now was not written by me, but by Ariel before I joined the body.
I've never read it properly except for the title of 'The Crown Prince's Happy Birthday Congratulation'.
He leaned over and began to read it.
"Happy Birthday. Happy Birthday. Happy birthday to His Majesty Crown Prince Kyle. The Crown Prince was born to be loved. I am love with His Majesty the Crown Prince. The love of the nine gods that started from the beginning…"
After a while, his lips closed.
My face got hot.
Ariel... I knew your brain was pure, but how could it be this serious?'
I thought I was going to die of embarrassment.
I was afraid that the calculation formula would be revealed, so I made excuses by choosing roughly, but I think it was the wrong choice.
"The is probably too low for the high priest to review now, so I will write it again..."
I spoke hurriedly.
"It's love..."
But Reyhaas interrupted my flustered words.
I blinked at the words from his slightly twisted lips.
"Do you love Prince Kyle?"
Instead of pointing out the language of this ridiculously childish speech, he suddenly asked my love for Kyle.
I looked at him with a blank expression.
It was hard to see his expression as he was receiving the halo with his back to the window, but I could guess that it wouldn't be a very pleasant expression.
"So that love… uh, it's not exactly that kind of love…"
It was understandable that he was displeased.
To say that a fake saint who cannot even perform the duties of a saint of her own is in unrequited love with the Crown Prince, she seems very serious.
"I used the idiom to love in the sense of blessing, just as God loves humans."
However, I grew up in a very difficult environment, so I had a knack for escaping crises and changing words.
Quickly wrapped it in idiomatic phrases.
"If Prince Kyle doesn't take it in a tolerant sense."
But he continued to speak with a dissatisfied expression on his face.
"What would you like to do?"
My image was reflected in his gold eyes, which seemed unusually dark today.
'...Why are you so serious all of a sudden?'
Ariel's congratulatory speech may not be tolerant, but rather a statement that pours out all of her sincerity.
But the chance that Prince Kyle would take it seriously was close to zero. Considering the character of Prince Kyle in the original novel, it is true.
"Well. If there is room for misunderstanding by the listener, it should be corrected."
I didn't want to haggle anyway, so I answered neatly.
In fact, even if he hadn't pointed it out, of course I was going to fix it.
The congratulatory speech is definitely something to be read in front of others, but I couldn't be ashamed to read this.
"Ok, I will do it."
At my words, he softened his eyes and smiled.
"I feel like you have grown a lot these days."
If it was Ariel, who originally wrote a congratulatory message like this, she would have tears in her eyes at his advice on corrections, indicating that she didn't want to change it.
But I wasn't Ariel.
"The congratulatory text will be rewritten and reviewed."
Reyhaas held the paper back to me with both white gloved hands.
"Yes, I would be happy to review it again."
I tried to take the paper, thinking that if he went, I would rip it right away.
But the moment I accepted it, the paper was slippery and I missed it.
The fluttering, upside-down paper landed on the border between the hem of the dress I was wearing and the floor.
I hurriedly bent down to pick up the paper when I heard Reyhaas's soft voice.
"Stay still."
I shrugged my shoulders at the sound of a voice that was firm and mellow like a command. This my he slowly bent his knees and waist.
His upper body, which was at least one head taller than mine, descended below my chest, and it felt strange.
He then reached out his white gloved hand to the paper.
As his hand touched the paper, I felt the movement of the hem of the dress through his skin.
I stared at his head, leaning under me, feeling eerie for nothing.
He slowly grabbed the paper and raised his knees and back up again. The shape of his slightly messy hair felt strange.
"thank you."
Taking it back, I looked at him for a long time, then suddenly looked away from him.
Soon his voice was heard. Somehow, there is a smile in his voice.
"Well then, see you tomorrow morning."
***
After an early dinner, I headed to the temple library with the maids.
I needed to find an expression or respectful language suitable for the Crown Prince's congratulatory speech, so I thought I'd borrow some books about the royal family's rituals and events.
"Lady, it is said that the books related to the imperial event are located at the corner of the third row in the southeast section of the first floor."
At the words of the maid who asked the librarian for directions, I headed straight there.
All priests, paladins, including saints, and saints registered in the Temple of Elium are permitted to borrow books.
Since Elium is the central temple of the empire, there were many who wanted to become the saints of Elium, and the number of seats did not meet the demand.
So, in the end, only the famous among the nobility were selected for the saints of Elium.
And there are those who will help with it.
"Yoy are… a priest who worships God."
"Just because I worship a god, doesn't it mean that I can't eat a meal outside? Besides, I am not an official priest, but an apprentice priest of Elium."
I stopped walking at the sound.
It was the voice of a young woman. It was easy to guess what was going on beyond the bookshelf.
"I have already eaten. And whether the apprenticeship is formal...the reverence to worship is the same."
"If it's not a meal, how about a drink? Don't give up too much when they tell you to leave the boring temple behind for a while and take a look at the world."
"Priest. If you keep insulting me, I will have no choice but to formally inform the temple."
In the unwelcome situation, I let out a small sigh.
To be honest, I was bothered to meddle in the injustice of strangers.
If it wasn't for the fact that the situation was taking place in front of the bookshelf where the books I was borrowing were placed on, and that I had to pick up a book as soon as possible to make a congratulatory speech by tomorrow morning.
In front of me, a blue-haired apprentice maiden with a pale face, and a man in his mid-thirties showed off his power by sticking close to her.
And behind him was a book called 『The Collection of Congratulatory Messages for the Imperial Banquet』.
I said with a small sigh.
"Would you mind getting out of the way?"