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

Time (Part 1)

**Kuro**

Of course, the Lady Hinwe was devastated on the death of her closest servant, the Lady Meanor, daughter of Ulve. When we came back from Cherwoods and into Dupree palace, she would never leave the corpse's side, even when we asked her to...we had to embalm the body, or it would rot. The saint did not even consider changing her clothes, smeared with her servant's blood.

"..."

And she did not even cry. The Lady Hinwe just sat on a chair beside the Lady Meanor's mangled body, her eyes stared at somewhere.

It's been three days after that incident, and Seirna kept barriers on the border crossings of Chersea-Cherwoods, Cherwind-Cherwoods, and the land of the dwarves-Cherwoods. She couldn't close off Cherwoods, so she had to erect those 'shields' to keep the other worlds 'clean' from that monster's influence. And now that the Seductress' return was confirmed, we had to reconsider our options in reinstalling the Lady Hinwe to her rightful throne.

"Good thing that the Seductress is still weak compared to her former self," the Saint of the Flame revealed. "I mean, look, if she is the same as the one we fought in Cherflammen, she could've killed everyone in Cherwoods. This time though, she only destroyed a city."

"We really need to get Her Holiness the Lady Hinwe back," Ruro commented. "She's the one with authority in Cherwoods; let's strike against the Seductress early on, so that she won't have the chance to re-surge."

"True," Natasha backed her. "I support that initiative."

"But," Maddie pointed out. "with how the Lady Hinwe is right now, I doubt she can be effective. We can't even talk to her."

The Saint of the Flame then spoke, "Damn it. The otherworlder already did everything for her and she's still like that? If the Seductress gains her strength, she won't even have to worry of when to mourn for her maid!"

"It's fine, milady," I told her. "Her Holiness just lost a loved one, it's natural for her to be that devastated."

"She's a saint! She knows what to expect from a responsibility that includes the fate of an entire people."

"Please give her time. I'll talk to her after..."

Seirna, however, wouldn't back down. "I got a better idea, otherworlder. How about I'm the one to talk sense to her? In the first place, this wouldn't happen if not for the Lady Hinwe being so over-sensitive!"

At that moment, I stood up and put myself between her and the door. "I know my gesture is futile, for you can teleport," I said to the Saint of the Flame. "However, it's not about containing you, it's about sending a message. If you leave this room, then you'll be pointing your sword to me, Your Holiness."

"Hoh," Seirna smirked. "A few human kingdoms, and two races, worshipping you, and you think you can now raise your hand against the saints? Are you challenging me, Kuro of Arles?"

"Your Holiness, please understand," I replied. "I do not mean disrespect. I'm only asking for time for the Lady Hinwe; she really needs it." Then, without warning, I kneeled before her. "I plead, Your Holiness. We worked together; you know you can trust my judgment."

The Saint of the Flame was silent for a few minutes, ostensibly weighing on her options. Then, she took a deep breath, and told me, "Alright, I'll trust you, otherworlder. I also apologize for my outburst; my memories of the Seductress aren't great, see? I'm...I'm scared."

I didn't notice it at that time, but when they heard the Lady Seirna admit her fear, the other saints exchanged amazed looks. Maddie later said that she never did that to anyone, as far as she could remember.