Na cerimônia em que sua irmã se tornou a herdeira da Santa, Eric recuperou as memórias de sua vida passada e descobriu que ambos estavam destinados a morrer de forma trágica. Para mudar o destino, Eric sabia que só poderia salvar a si mesmo. "Que raiva! Por que um homem não pode ser a Santa?"
May of the 728th year of the Gaia Calendar. Only a few days had passed since the grand celebrations of the Demon Suppression Anniversary, and the Goddess Plaza in Orie City was already crowded with citizens from all over at the crack of dawn.
On the high platform, the city lord, Count Edgar, could hardly contain his excitement as he announced that his niece, Irene, had been chosen by the Saintess as her successor and that the ceremony to transfer the sacred token was about to begin.
Eric stood beside him, his gaze following the two approaching envoys of the Saintess. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his head.
"Hiss..."
He was the Count’s nephew, sixteen years old, and also Irene’s twin brother. The siblings were strikingly similar: both possessed golden hair, handsome features, and slender builds.
The inexplicable headache persisted, and the two nun-envoys, whose attire was modest yet whose figures were remarkably graceful, had already ascended the platform amidst the cheers of the citizens.
The younger nun held a wooden box, while the other, more mature nun bowed before opening it and using both hands to retrieve the Saintess’s token.
It was a snow-white veil.
Embroidered along the edges were the symbols of the Saintess’s Convent, while the center bore the sacred sigil of the Goddess Yella. Trimmed in gold and exquisitely crafted, it was a beautiful headscarf that most women would find hard to resist, even ignoring the divine attributes imbued within it.
"Irene." Count Edgar quickly prompted his