"Saintess, are you sure that we should be doing this? I don't mean to doubt your plan, but…don't you think many people are looking our way?"
Meria was conscious about himself, so he could not help but feel awkward with all these eyes around him.
"Don't be so conscious of yourself. Your scent is not suppressed, causing all these people to look at you. No, don't try to hide yourself. You are currently posing as the Saintess, so you cannot allow yourself to look away."
The real Saintess reminded Meria, and he cringed.
He had forgotten a few details because of his current situation.
"Fine, I will try…. we also have another problem. What do I call you if I have to call for help? I cannot call you by your name, right?"
Meria asked with a worried expression on his face.
It caused the Saintess to pause as well.
