"Do you want me to be the Proxy Saintess?"
[Luck 10, Hero activates skill: Omen Light]
D120=d120(17)=17 (+0)
Seeing the Hero's seemingly troubled expression, the Noble Lady's initially lively expression gradually turned calm, showing a trace of worry.
"Does Hero sister not want to?"
"—Oh, why wouldn't I want to?"
Before the Hero could respond, the air behind her suddenly rippled with Magic Power. From the wavering space, another her with black hair and red eyes peeked out from behind her shoulder, with a seductive smile on her face, looking at the Noble Lady with appreciation.
"Finally, someone who isn't a small fry can see that this position of the Saintess was reserved for me long ago."
The Hero shook her head helplessly.
Upon hearing she might become a Saintess Candidate, her other self cheered secretly and then asked to join the conversation.
The Hero didn't refuse, but was somewhat worried about how the Noble Lady would view this completely different her.
