Fake Saint of the Year: You Wanted the Perfect Saint? Too Bad! Volume 3 [Parts 1 to 8] by kabedondaikou

Author:kabedondaikou
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter 57: The First Saint and the Fake Saint

The first saint, Alfrea, had been born into this world a millennium ago. Well, to be a little more accurate, she’d been born a thousand and twenty-something years ago. Not even she could recall exactly when it had been, and—to be fair—it didn’t matter much.

Alfrea had never got to meet her father growing up, but she hadn’t been lonely. Her mother, Eve, was by her side, and she could perform a ton of cool tricks no one else could. Alfrea was very proud of her mother.

For some reason, her mother was a highly wanted fugitive. Alfrea lived the first years of her life on the run. Still, she was perfectly content, and it never once occurred to her that her life was difficult. She didn’t need anything else but her mother—as long as they were together, she was happy. Her beloved mother was also so strong that she utterly destroyed anyone who attacked her.

However, everything had fallen apart when Alfrea was eight. One day, as she’d been playing with one of her mother’s faithful pets—a monster—a peculiar light had appeared in her hand, and she’d burned her poor playmate. While Alfrea hadn’t understood what had happened, her mother had, and she’d been filled with a sense of dread. She’d screamed at the world—why was it doing this to her? Why did it have to be her own daughter?!

It wasn’t long before Alfrea had been thrown into an orphanage. Her beloved mother had abandoned her, and she couldn’t figure out why. After a few years, Alfrea, who was then fourteen, learned that her mother was referred to as “the witch.” Everyone feared her. She’d attacked several countries, destroyed nature, and murdered countless people. There was no end to the list of her hateful crimes.

That revelation had been a shock to Alfrea, who’d then resolved to stop her mother. She wanted to find her—both in part to discover why she’d been discarded, and in part because she was tired of being despised by everyone for her mother’s doings. Or at least, that was what she’d thought at the time. In hindsight, Alfrea suspected that her sudden eagerness to stop the witch might have been drilled into her by the world itself.

Either way, Alfrea had what it took to fight the witch. She was also lucky enough to meet like-minded individuals who decided to help her in her quest. And, after two short years, she and her party found and defeated the witch.

Alfrea became a hero to the people and was nicknamed Alfrea the saint.

Four years went by. During those peaceful times, Alfrea got engaged to one of her comrades. She felt blessed, and she enjoyed every single day as she waited eagerly for her wedding.

One day, she invited her old companions and held a banquet to celebrate her upcoming wedding. They all drank alcohol and partied. She had a feeling she might have thrown her pet turtle in a ditch while intoxicated...um, maybe. Alfrea didn’t really remember everything.

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