‘Seonnyeo-ya. You resemble me, so you must help people.’

Faced with Mom’s teaching, I always resolved.

That I wouldn’t live as a shaman like Mom.

The place I arrived after ultimately dying trying to escape the gods,

Was a Western romance fantasy world where such resolutions were unnecessary!

But…

No, why are the gods here calling me Seonnyeo (Fairy/Saintess) again!

“Our James, have you been well?”

“G-grandmother…?!”

Showing off a flamboyant wrist snap, I swung the bells.

“That woman you plan to marry… Absolutely not!”

In my past life, I rejected this kind of life, even dying because of it.

Why on earth am I doing this…?

Besides, I went to meet the Emperor as the gods instructed, and the killing intent he exudes is no joke.

“Claiming to be the Saintess, who appears only in ancient legends. It’s not even child’s play.”

…To prevent the world’s destruction, I have to persuade this man?

Why, of all people, someone who detests religion!