The Guardian God of the empire, Friga, and the lesser gods under her.
Most people only knew that much about the religions in this world, and I, too, only vaguely understood, from occasional news, that denominations other than Friga's were powerless in the empire.
In such a climate, the order Ja-seong belonged to showed overwhelming growth, to the point of being directly accused by the Archbishop. This was because the being they claimed to be a saint was receiving fervent support from the people.
"Hello, everyone..."
And finally, the time came to confirm whether placing a succubus in such a saintly position was the right decision.
At the time of prayer, Ja-seong took me to the prayer room and showed me the girl standing before the congregation.
The only difference from before was that she loosely wore a nun's habit, but she was still a small and frail-looking young succubus.
"I'm Yui... the, uh... Saint of the Meter Order. Please, everyone..."
"Woooooooooooooooow!!!"
The shouts that erupted upon seeing her were not jeers, but cheers.
The devout worshippers, as if venerating a girl believed to be humanity's enemy as a succubus.
"Yui's name! Yui has finally revealed herself!"
"Yui is watching over us!"
"A saint! A saint!!!"
The scene was a mix of fervor, chaos, and even madness, with continuous shouts.
Just hearing the sound was enough to make one's skin tingle, reminiscent of an idol concert filled with zealous fans.
Despite the common understanding that prayer was usually a quiet affair, with only the Bible being perused.
"Um, everyone. I-it's time for prayer, so please quiet down..."
"Saint! You are our hope! You are the light and salt of this world!"
"If there are countless followers of you in this world, then I am one of them, and if there is only one follower, then it is me!"
"Saint Yui! You are our God and the reincarnation of Lady Meter!"
Well... okay.
Saints were often regarded as avatars or incarnations of a god.
Considering idols were also seen as gods or idols, it wasn't entirely strange.
However, no matter how young, feeling that way towards a succubus was still odd.
"Wooooow! We love you, Yui!"
"...Love?"
That question arose amidst the sudden burst of a doubtful voice.
From that point on, the madness enveloping the scene suddenly subsided, and soon, all the worshippers began to focus their attention on one devotee.
"Did you just babble about love upon seeing the Saint?!"
"To harbor such vile thoughts towards our small and delicate Saint!"
"This blasphemous bastard!!"
The devotees struck the problematic believer with the Bible in their hands.
Amidst various curses and the sounds of beating, with blood flowing, I calmly turned to Ja-seong, who had his arms crossed, and asked.
"Is it really okay to do that?"
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I Became a Foreign Worker Loved by Transcendents
Action[the i do not own and fanfic that is heavily inspired by the original work][Author(s)글로벌레[dark fantasy] Description [Unique Trait - Those you meet will remember you. No matter what happens, they will remember you forever.] In a world on the brink of...
