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I was about 24 years old.
At that blossoming age, I made the typical dimensional travel to the Wesleyan Empire.

Frankly, it was only a typical occurrence in novels; no ordinary human could have ever imagined such a magical thing.

It would have been nice if the situation was more like, I opened my eyes after getting hit by a car and saw a new world, or I woke up after my death and saw a world that I’ve never seen before.

Rather, my travel through dimensions was extremely peaceful.

I lay down like any other day and when I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a clear and sunny sky.
My back was soaked with merciless sensation of wet mud.

The smell of grass wafted through the air and at the same time, my surroundings were abuzz with the voices of people, mixed with the sound of a beautiful songbird.

To describe how I was feeling at the time, I was so confused that I thought I was having a lucid dream even though I’d never had one before.

My body was heavy and cold, like water-soaked cotton, and my vision was blurry.

The only thought on my mind was that I needed to get up first, so I used my fingers to grope around on the floor that I was lying on.

The moment I pushed myself off the ground, a cold wind rushed in and enveloped me.

Then a light came down from the sky.

Amidst the blinding light, I stared at the mud, the culprit behind of my muddy hands, in a daze.
Then I looked up to the sky.

I didn’t know where the light came from but when it hit me, I could feel energy returning to my drained body.
And when that light disappeared, the people in front of me caught my attention.

For a second there, I was going to ask the normal question of ‘where is this?’, but the moment I saw their appearance, I was at loss for words.

Their hair and eyes were a variety of striking colors that didn’t even seem possible to dye, and they were draped in gem-studded dresses and uniforms that I had never seen before.

“I greet God’s blessing.”

Among them, a white-haired man dressed in pure-white knelt on the muddy ground and spoke in a reverent tone like he was offering worship.

I was so taken aback that I staggered to my feet and then people with a similar vibe, knelt on the ground, not caring that their white clothes were getting dirty, and shouted in unison.

“We greet God’s blessing.”

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That is what they called me.

I was enshrined as a Saintess who could hear the voice of God.

I used to be a successful actor in Korea but my life changed in an instant.
And the God who forcefully sent me here, gave the name ‘Emilone’.

Along with pink hair, red eyes, and exotic facial features that no Korean could ever have.

It was my face, but it clearly felt like it wasn’t mine.
But it wasn’t that difficult to get used to.

In the first place, I wasn’t the type to get agitated by this kind of thing, and there was a line of people devoted to me, so I wasn’t uncomfortable.

The position and treatment of a Saintess was pretty good.

Because I was said to be blessed by God, I was treated as good as the emperor.
The public followed me more and more, and since I was bestowed with divine power, I had the ability to protect myself.

With these circumstances, I dreamt of having beautiful scenes like those in romance comics, but all the men that could be called male protagonists were already smitten with one woman.

Princess Ronella Nestro was an individual worthy of the love of many.
She was beautiful, delicate, and her character was spotless.
She seemed to know what to do to make people’s hearts flutter.

That was her charm.

Despite the strangely bitter taste in my mouth, I had to obediently give up on the handsome, rich, and powerful men.

Although I was a Saintess, I didn’t have any special restrictions apart from dealing with demon-related affairs and volunteering to take care of people.

In short, dating and marriage was free game.

Honestly, the men that were in love the princess were all such excellent material that I might have fallen at first sight but thankfully, that didn’t happen.

After I realized that they treated me completely different from the princess, I wasn’t really interested.

And so, I spent 6 months as the Empire’s Ordinary Saintess #1 who traveled through dimensions.

And one day, when I was whiling away in boredom, the crown prince called me to say that he had something to discuss regarding the increase in demons as of late.

I didn’t have anything to do that particular day…so I somewhat intentionally arrived earlier than our scheduled time and took a walk alone in the back garden.

Because I was strong, I traveled without an escort most of the time and thanks to that, I discovered something incredible.

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“Oh my goodness, is that true?”

“If you want it, Princess, it’s not that hard to arrange.”

I chanced upon Princess Ronella who was having a simple teatime in the back garden.

Sitting opposite her was the Marquis’s son who was quite active in the trade these days.

I was about to turn around and leave, thinking that I shouldn’t disturbing their sweet time but then I heard something unexpected and hid behind a tree to spy on them like a stray cat.

“My appointment with the Crown Prince draws closer…but my feet don’t seem to want to leave when I’m with you, Lord Etwa.”

As I watched Princess Ronella roll her pitch-black eyes, I

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