1 Chapter 1

Prologue

"It's time to put an end to the procrastination."

"Shouldn't there be no more conflicts?"

"Lady. Make your decision now!"

"Please, for the sake of the eternal peace of the Empire...!"

I sat in the middle of the court-like convention hall and looked at them.

All the men who came out representing each faction shouted with excitement.

And the three men representing their respective factions were looking up at me.

Just like brides waiting for a growm.

Red hair and red eyes impressive, the prince of the Illid Empire and the sword master.

'Kyle Alexis Ilyde.'

He was sitting in front of the officials of the imperial palace.

"Choose me. Otherwise..."

When I suddenly looked into his eyes, I was startled, as if I could hear his inner thoughts.

Without realizing it, my spine grew cold as my eyes fell on the long sword that was wrapped around Kyle's waist.

And... The high priest, Reyhaas Del, with bright blonde hair, golden eyes, and a pretty appearance that looks like it came out of a painting.

Behind him, a number of priests sat nervously.

"I have prepared a prison just for you. my goddess."

He twisted his red lips into a decadent smile.

Lastly, Cass Lloyd, the top leader of Lloyd's Daesang, with dark hair and dark blue eyes that resembles his cold-blooded personality.

Behind him were members of Lloyd's upper rank, the empire's largest corporation.

Reading Cas's eyes meant nothing. He has a poker face that doesn't show his emotions well.

"Saint… Please make a decision now."

The whispers of the officers were heard in my ears. And the messages of the excited gods were being entered in the blue window that sparkled in front of them.

[Monde, the god of art, preaches about the aesthetic value of Reyhas's appearance.]

[Ciel, the god of destruction, claims that only those as strong as Kyle can win love.]

[Hesed, the god of knowledge, recites information about the expensive buildings owned by Cass Lloyd.]

[The god of love, Odyssey, dances a fan dance with excitement.]

It was a time of choice that could no longer be turned back.

'How did I ever find myself in this situation?'

I sighed and pondered.

***

"ha...."

When I licked my lips and made a sound, a voice that belonged to me but not mine came out.

High ceilings with chandeliers and luxurious interior decoration caught my eye.

"Are you not feeling well today?"

I woke up to the maid's voice and turned my head.

"Two days ago, saint suddenly asked for her name… I'm worried because she seems to be constantly confused."

Brown hair tied in two halves, freckles full of freckles, and dark brown eyes shining from the slightly torn eyes.

Her name is Annie, and she is an extra among the extras whose name does not appear in the original work.

About seventeen, she was wearing a navy blue maid dress with frills.

"No, I'm getting better now."

I answered in the hope that my answer would be as unambiguous as possible.

"Then shall we prepare dinner? If you're not feeling well, I'll call the priest right now. What if you can't congratulate Crown Prince at the Crown Prince's birthday banquet?"

Annie quickly continued speaking in a worried tone.

"The high priest also prepared the dress you wanted. How was that?"

I listened to them silently, not saying anything.

The original Ariel would have jumped.

'Nonsense! I will give the best congratulations to the Crown Prince, so that he will never forget me!'

But I calmly calmed my head and said.

"Once a meal… bring me. Except for the lousy salad."

"Yes, my lady."

Annie smiled and added her words.

"But it's surprising that you haven't eaten it before."

After a while, she opened the door and disappeared.

After the door was completely closed, I got up slowly.

Then I went to the full-length mirror.

I still couldn't believe it, and when I looked in the mirror, my heart was pounding.

"ha...."

Maybe seventeen years old?

With a youthful look, I stroked the golden hair that half covered my back.

My eyes were a light sapphire color, as if it contained the light of the sea, and my skin was white and soft.

The girl's face in the mirror was obviously very beautiful. There was also a mysterious yet mysterious atmosphere.

But what is clear is that it is not my face. Also, it wasn't the face of the main character in the original that I had in mind.

The heroine, Saint Camilla's hair was a brighter platinum color, and her eyes were as lush green as her emeralds.

"It's Ariel… is this it? So I'm Ariel..."

I saw the girl in the mirror. I let out a small sigh and licked my lips.

So... how would you describe my situation?

『The Return of Saint Camilla』.

The novel I read in my previous life was a reverse harem novel in which Saint Camilla, a noble character, is being courted by three semi-boys from different backgrounds.

The emotional lines of the main characters dominate the story, and in the process of pushing and pulling, you can feel catharsis as you watch the three men become prisoners of love.

'It was a little shocking to hear that the three men all end up becoming Camila's husbands.'

Still, it wasn't a bad piece for killing time.

And I possessed the body of Ariel, the character in the novel, two days ago.

Ariel lived as if she were an out-of-wedlock child born to a servant by her mother, who was a Korean-American baroness in the countryside.

Although she had no piety, she would meet the spirit of a good family and raise her status. She had a goal, and went to the temple steadily, and she came to the shrine before the god Elium when she was accidentally spotted by high priest Reyhas.

She have been working hard on the role of 'fake saint' since two years ago as she dealt with them.

The problem was that Ariel was the villain in the novel.

Ariel, a time-limited saint, was built as a double for the political stability of Crown Prince Kyle and High Priest Rehas.

She was an ignorant and stupid villain who interrupted Camilla with her twisted love for the high priest she trusted as him a protector and Prince Kyle, whom she secretly had a crush on, even though she knew that she would be thrown out when the real thing appeared.

'Is it five years before the real Saint Camilla appears?'

I thought, biting my lip.

[The moment she stretched out her dagger to Camilla, who had forgiven her, the swords of three men were aimed at her at the same time. And she met her death without uttering a desperate scream.]

In the original story, Ariel meets her death like that and is a pity for readers.

'But I don't want to die.'

In the end, I stayed up all night thinking about it for two days and tried to calmly organize the situation.

If it was the life before the possession... . . .

The moment of death was still vivid. My body in the past is dead, so there is probably no body to go back to.

This means that I will have to live the rest of my life in Ariel's body.

"...."

I stared at the splendid, large windows.

The bright sunlight penetrated and lit the room. I approached one of the windows, and lifted the closed window slightly upward.

"Whatever happened, I have to accept it."

I was quick to judge and adapt to situations.

A cool breeze from outside blew through the open crack and fluttered long hair.

"Still, isn't this bad enough?"

Because I still possessed her at the time before her blackening.

"If I don't live the original story, I can change the future."

She felt the fresh air in her nose.

It is a privilege that only the living can feel.

When the coldness of death flowed from my fingertips to my heart, I realized that anything was better than dying.

I was born as an illegitimate child of a wealthy family, and my childhood, I was ignorant, and as soon as I saved up enough money to become an adult, I became independent from that house, but my life disappeared in vain in just one year.

Considering my futile past life, wouldn't the life of the fake saint in the book be better than my past life?

Silly Ariel died while running wild without knowing the subject, but I, who have the information of the original novel, are different.

I have no interest in the male protagonists who will become other people's men or the position of a saint.

I still have 5 years left, so I will learning how to live in this world while saving money and studying.

And when Camilla, a real saint, comes, I gives up her seat coolly, leaves the temple, buys a house...

As I cleared up my complicated thoughts and made plans for the future, my anxiety seemed to have subsided a little.

Anyway, trying to deny the current situation is just a waste of time. Two days of worry were enough.

"Ariel. Yes...From now on, I am Ariel."

I clenched my fists as if to calm my beating heart and instill confidence in a new start.

But at that very moment.

[A path of brilliance dwells in you who have accepted your new destiny.]

"What is this?"

A blue window suddenly appeared in front of me and an unfamiliar text appeared.