Saintess, I’m Not Buying It

Seven lives. Eight regressions. She devoted all of that time to stopping war as a saint. But she was never once able to stop the tyrant Leo. So now. She will cast aside the title of saint with her own hands. “Me, Eternite. I hereby relinquish my position as the saint of the Ardí Empire.” She naturally thought the emperor would accept this proposal. Weren’t the two of them, to put it mildly, not on good terms? But the emperor, who had always been indifferent until now, is acting strangely. “What do you want? I’ll give you anything.” All of a sudden he becomes unexpectedly kind, “Take my card. Use it however you like.” and hands over an unlimited black card, “Eternite. I’ve come to take you back.” and even chases after her when she runs away! On top of that… “The emperor has bestowed the title of duke upon Lady Eternite.” she even ends up starting an aristocratic life she never expected. But the most absurd thing of all is this. “Eternite, I need you.” “…!” “Let’s survive together. That is… my order.” That tyrant, whose coldness feels like winter, begins to overlap with someone else. The one who stole my summer forever. My first love, resembling the high sun of midsummer. #A_romance_that_begins_with_a_bitter_enemy #When_we_meet_we_argue_instead_of_saying_hello #Weirdly_getting_attached #But_they_only_don’t_notice_it_themselves

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