The Elf Saint is a NEET, so I Forced Her to Work in Another World

Revelations (Part 1)

***The Saint's Tree, Cherwoods...***

What is the meaning of this?" the Lord Gerard, still disguised as Kuro of Arles, threw the copies of the manga of the Lady Hinwe across the table, intending to hit the Life Guards captain, Sir Eldarv. However, those books went astray, landing on the floor instead of its intended target. "Why is the name of Her Holiness in those books?"

"Sir," the Life Guards captain answered. "It must be someone else impersonating the saint back in Chersea. That person is using her name, maybe so that many would buy that book."

"I don't care about that person's reasons, Sir Eldarv," the disguised elf shouted. "I wanted those books confiscate and burned. All of those! Search every city in this realm for those copies; execute those who would resist. And I want that impostor, whoever she is, eliminated."

"B-But Sir..." Sir Eldarv's face went pale. "Do-Don't you think this is...excessive?"

The Lord Gerard came near the Life Guards captain, caught his collar and brought his face closer to him. "Have you realized the precarious situation we're both in, Sir Eldarv? If we allow these books—full of knowledge from the demons—to go around, soon, we might be facing a full-blown rebellion of your kin. The Grand Canal isn't finished just yet, and all of you...your home, your farms, and your lands...everything will die and vanish. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

The captain, unnerved by the change in behavior of the disguised elf, nodded. Then, the Lord Gerard let go of his collar...

"And how is the search for Her Holiness?"

Sir Eldarv paused for a moment, for he wondered if he should tell the truth. In the end, however, he admitted, "Sire, we lost contact of our agents in Chersea."

The Lord Gerard slammed his hands on the table repeatedly, while screaming, "Damn it! Damn it all! This isn't what is supposed to happen; I'm just a placeholder!"

"Sir Kuro," Sir Eldarv reminded him, "You haven't given your order for us."

"Find Her Holiness, for goodness' sake!" the disguised elf bellowed. "Find her dead, or alive, I don't care! Just find her, and bring her back here!"

The captain of the Life Guards saluted and left. Now alone in his tree palace, the Lord Gerard slumped to his chair as another 'visitor' came to meet him...

"What do you need?" he growled as the dark miasma that oozed from his body coalesced into a figure of a beautiful woman...the Seductress.

"That's good, Gerard. Thank you for feeding me with your anger, and your fear," she told him while caressing his face with her cold miasma.

"I don't intend to," he answered, making clear to her he hated her presence.

"Don't be so hateful," the Seductress chuckled. "Though, hm...the more you hated me, the more you'll feed me. I thrive on negative thoughts and feelings after all..."

The Lord Gerard then picked a glass vase and threw it on her. Of course, it only passed through the Seductress' body, which she found laughable.

"Ah, I love these hateful feeling of yours, and the fear...ooh, yes...feed me more!" the creature from the Void kept on teasing and mocking him, before telling, "I guess I should return the favor for all the food you've been giving me. That is, if you only want to..."

The Lord Gerard glared at the Seductress and asked, "You? A weakened creature dares to offer me something she doesn't have? And what kind of favor you shall return to me, when you're so pathetically weak?"

The sly smile vanished from her face, "You, a cowering coward, hiding behind someone's face because he can't stand his own treachery, dares to tell me I'm weak? Aren't you getting cocky, long ears?"