The Beloved Fake Saint

chapter 85

Knock knock, Camilla opened the door.

The place where Camilla stayed was a simple and ordinary room, unlike my fancy room.

“Oh my, Saintess. What brought you here at this hour!”

Camilla made a surprised expression.

“I’m rude for barging in here suddenly, am I not? Were you getting ready to fall asleep by any chance? I was a little bored, and I was curious about what Camilla was going to do, so I came.”

I spoke to the maids and handed her a bag of cookies I had prepared.

“This is a small gift.”

“My goodness. This smells delicious. Thank you.”

Camilla smiled as she accepted her cookie bag.

A figure of Raid was visible on the desk behind her.

“Ah. I was praying to God Reid.”

Camilla said as she opened her door a little more with an embarrassed look on her face.

“It’s shabby, but would you like to come in?”

“Then excuse me.”

When I entered the room, she saw a bed, a table, and a desk.

The closet was also very small, so it seemed like it wouldn’t fit a few items. It was a simple and frugal room like a servant’s room.

“Isn’t it uncomfortable because the room is small?”

At my words, she smiled and shook her head.

“Not at all. There is no difficulty in praising the Gods as long as there is a place to lie down. I’m just grateful for what I have been given.”

Such a respectful remark. Even when we were eating earlier, she looked like an ordinary girl.

“I’m deeply grateful for the grace of Elium.”

“Miss Camilla… seems to have a lot of faith.”

I said, sitting in the empty chair Camilla had given me.

Then Camilla said, shaking her head.

“No. To hear such praise from the Saintess, I’m deeply moved.”

“God Raid will surely love Miss Camilla.”

“Would he really?”

“Sure.”

I replied with a light smile.

Come to think of it, Raid, the God of Eternity, had never entered my oracle.

Then is he staying with Camilla’s oracle?

“Excuse me… Miss Camilla. There is something I want to ask you.”

“Yes. Saintess.”

“Isn’t there something blue floating in front of your eyes?”