"THAT BITCH! HOW DARE SHE LUST AFTER MY MAN?!"
A beautiful girl stormed across her room, hurling anything she could grab onto the floor.
This girl was none other than Princess Serena.
"SHE'LL DEFINITELY REGRET THIS! JUST YOU WAIT UNTIL THE DEMON ARMY IS WIPED OUT AND YOU'RE NO LONGER NEEDED! I WILL HANG YOU MYSELF!"
Her eyes were bloodshot with rage and humiliation, her breath uneven as fury consumed her.
Inside the council meeting:
Representatives from five kingdoms were present, connected through a magical communication device. It functioned like a video call, but instead of a phone, the medium was a simple, glowing round object.
"What? She's actually a Saintess? No wonder she looked like one. She must be telling the truth." said the representative of the Elven Kingdom—none other than the Queen of Elves and Fenir's mother.
The other four nodded in agreement.
They were: the representative of the Human Kingdom (the king himself, present in person), the Chief of the Dwarven Kingdom, the King of the Beastman Tribe, and the Dragon King of the Dragon Race.
"Alright. We shall inform the Tower Masters and spread the news." said the Dragon King, speaking in his human form. "After all, what she requests in exchange for her help is simply trust and acknowledgment. She truly is a Saintess."
The meeting ended swiftly, with all kingdoms in agreement.
Inside Lily's room:
Quest Completion Rate: 50% → 78% → 89% → 98% → 100%
Ding! Ding!! Ding!!!
"Congratulations, Player Lily! Your performance has exceeded even the God of Mischief's expectations! Here are your rewards! Continue working hard!"
REWARDS:
Random Top-Tier Healing Skill Gacha Box
1 God of Mischief Token Coin
DETAILS:
Random Top-Tier Healing Skill Gacha Box: A gacha box containing random top-tier healing skills. Open the box and you will immediately acquire one of the skills!
God of Mischief Token Coin: Collect up to 100 coins, and the God of Mischief may ascend in your world to accompany you on your journey. This reward can only be received by exceeding the expectations of the God of Mischief himself.
"Hm… not bad." Lily smiled as she opened the box.
"Poof!"
Suddenly, music began to play—a soft, whimsical tune. "La, la, la-la, la, la, la-la…" It lingered for a minute, filling the room, and then vanished as mysteriously as it had appeared.
"Hm? It didn't give me any information. Status window."
A holographic screen appeared in front of her.
STATUS WINDOW
PLAYER: Lily Hart
TITLE: Favored by the God of Mischief
JOB: Healer
SKILLS: DECEPTION (SSS+), CHARM (SSS+), ADVANCED HEALING (S)
ADVANCED HEALING (S): Can heal a person on the brink of death, as long as they are still breathing.
"Ohhh… finally, a useful skill." she murmured, a small smile playing on her lips. "But still… this description is trash. It doesn't even say what the downside is. Am I supposed to figure it out myself again? Fine. I can work with that."
She finally dressed up and got ready. She was provided, as she claimed, with her "robe as a Saintess."
But nothing about what she wore resembled a saintly robe. If anything, it looked more like a provocative cosplay—a nun in a dark, seductive roleplay.
She wore a dark, gothic saint outfit: a sheer black veil embroidered with gold draped over her head, crowned by a radiant, spiked halo. A fitted black corset-dress with intricate gold designs clung to her figure, a large golden cross resting provocatively at her chest. The short, layered skirt flowed with sheer fabric, paired with lace-topped thigh-high stockings.
The ensemble was both elegant and irresistibly seductive, leaving anyone who looked at her questioning: Who is the God she serves? Is it truly a God?
Fenir knocked on her door.
"Yes, I'm coming..." she replied, opening it.
The moment Fenir saw her, all he could do was open his mouth—and quickly shut it again.
"I-Isn't that… inappropriate, Lady Lily?" he stammered, swallowing hard.
It really was inappropriate. Her skirt was so short that her underwear was visible with every step.
Her expression turned serious, eyes sharp.
"Fenir, please don't disrespect my religion. That would also be disrespecting my God."
DINGGGG!!!
The holographic screen appeared with a new message.
"The God of Mischief says he likes your robe and will make it the official uniform for his Saintess."
After hearing what Lily said, Fenir immediately bowed his head in apology.
"Forgive me, Lady Lily… It's just that I've never seen anyone wear something like this before." he said, doing his best not to sound disrespectful.
"It's fine. Let's go." she replied, her tone firm. "I will head to the frontline immediately. As a Saintess, I cannot bear the thought of people dying."
Her words made Fenir's heart race uncontrollably. Every time he looked at Lily, his chest fluttered, and her genuine care for others made him fall deeper.
W-What is this feeling? Why do I feel this way whenever I see Lady Lily? No… this can't be. I already have a fiancée.
Of course, he had no idea that everything she said was nonsense. In truth, she had simply received a new quest—a task that required her presence on the frontline battlefield.