She’s a Saint Who Was Banished for Being a Late Bride, but She’s Being Spoiled to the Fullest by the

Chapter 33: Evelyn Summer Festival

When I woke up, I saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

I let my eyes wander and then woke up with a jolt.

I was lying in a soft bed that I did not know.

The bed in Manilas Villa was already very comfortable and nice, but this one seemed even better. It is a bed with a canopy.

(What is it? It’s like I’m having an incredibly horrible dream….)

Strange laughter, the scream of someone falling, and the sound of my own chattering teeth…

I vaguely remembered this. Even though I was sleeping in this princess-like bed, I seemed to be having a terrible nightmare.

“You woke up, Evelyn-sama.”

Then a voice called out to me from the side, as if a bell were ringing, and I shuddered.

“Europa-sama…”

I wonder why. For some reason, I can’t stop shivering just by looking at her.

Despite my rude attitude, Europa smiled and said.

“This is the Royal Palace. I’ve been with Evelyn-sama since she fainted, or rather, fell asleep.”

“What…”

I felt my vision rapidly darkening before my eyes.

(In other words, I can’t get married anymore…?)

Then Europa-sama waved her hands as if in panic.

“Please don’t worry about it! Never – yes, never – have I done anything to you!”

(That sounds so fake!)

But I think it would be wise not to poke around in the bush any more. For my own sake.

(But why are we in the palace?)

We were at the Great Temple last night.

So I was looking at the waterfall, and someone came over and said… Ugh, no. My head hurts trying to remember.

As I groaned and held my head down, Europa-sama clapped her hands lightly.

“There, now let’s get you ready!”

As if on cue, the maids, who had apparently been waiting outside, entered the room in an orderly fashion.

Europa-sama said to me with a blank look.

“Evelyn-sama, they will help you put on your robe.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that today is the ‘Evelynsama Summer Festival’, Evelyn-sama.”

“…Huh?”

(What kind of festival is that!?)

This is the first time I’ve heard of it. And I have a very bad feeling about it.

“Excuse me, but what is the Evelynsama Summer Festival…?”

I asked anxiously as the maids caught up with me. and Europa-sama’s eyes lit up. “Of course.”

“It’s a festival of Evelyn-sama, by Evelyn-sama, and for Evelyn-sama!”

Evelynsama Summer Festival

The inventor of the festival with the silly name is said to be His Highness Oz.

When he heard that I was stepping down as a Saint, he told his attendants about it yesterday, even though he was exhausted and sick.

“Evelyn has served the Holy Land of Snazil for twenty-three years… We should be the ones to congratulate her on her new beginning…”

“Your Highness, Oz, what specific measures are you taking?”

“First of all, I would like to reassure the people who are worried about the fiasco with the fake Saint. Part of the temple will be opened to the public for Evelyn-sama’s final prayer ceremony, at which the new Saint, Europa-sama, will be unveiled. How about making the prayer ceremony the main event of the evening and setting up booths during the day in the traffic of the royal capital selling sweets, paintings, and handicrafts related to Evelyn-sama? And I would like to have a parade. Evelyn-sama is a very popular person… Yes, you can use the arena to hold a title match in honor of Evelyn-sama… I’m sure the emissaries from other countries will be very pleased…”

“As you would expect from His Highness Oz! No matter how weak you are, your head and mouth are still strong!”

On the instructions of His Highness Oz, his subjects quickly made the necessary arrangements in all directions, and it seems that the next day — that is, this morning — the “Evelyn-sama Summer Festival” will be held throughout the Royal Capital.

It would be impossible to do such a thing without moving people and money very precisely and quickly. It seems that His Highness Oz has an incredible talent to run the whole thing.

(His brothers and sisters are a disaster, but His Highness Oz is a firm person…)

The older siblings were so bad that he felt he had to be the only one who could do something about it. What an honorable person.

“The idea for the festival came from His Highness Oz, but I came up with the name. I named it after Evelyn-sama and the summer season.”

“It’s spring now…”

“What a great event, if you can worship Evelyn-sama just by calling out the name of the festival!”

Europa-sama was excited.

The maids around me said, “I’m looking forward to the Evelynsama Summer Festival.”

(If the whole Royal Capital is like this, it would be a slight pain for me… But His Highness Oz has thought of this festival for me).

I get the impression that it’s more about allaying the public’s fears and boosting the economy than it is about me, but of course, that’s important too.

When I think about it, of course, I feel a sense of urgency. It seems that my last task as a Saint will be to perform the night prayer ceremony and hand over the position of Saint to Europa-sama.

This is what I thought when they made me put on the pure white robe of a Saint, smeared my face with white powder, and played with my hair.

“Kya! Evelyn-sama, you are the most beautiful woman in the world, and you could distort the sanity of the world!”

“It is, as you say, Europa-sama. Very beautiful, Evelyn-sama!”

“I can’t believe that my beloved Saint was such a beautiful person…!”

(Yes, I know. Except for Europa-sama —The rest is definitely a compliment!)

I watched with a wry smile as the young girls shrieked and giggled.

Theodore-sama and Kira came over to see if I had finished changing.

“What do you think, Kira? Pretty?”

When I immediately addressed him, Kira frowned in annoyance.

“…Well…”

“Pretty!”

“Clothes are pretty.”

As usual, Kira’s blunt manner hasn’t changed since we first met.

But that’s typical Kira, and I like it a lot.

I looked at the other familiar person —I noticed he was shaking and putting his hand over his mouth.

“Theodore-sama?”

“I’m sorry, Evelyn-sama.”

For some reason, he seemed agitated and apologized.

Theodore-sama muttered in a very low voice.

“…Well, you were even more beautiful than usual…. I couldn’t even get the words out.”

The cheeks that peeked out just a little were definitely dyed bright red.

(As usual, this guy!)

Theodore-sama is a scary man because he can do this naturally and not out of calculation.

…Also, I think my face is getting a little hot too.

I tried to hide the blush by slapping my cheeks but was stopped by the maids in a panic.