"It really is!" Seria said quickly. "Our group was sent to investigate the appearance of an abyss dweller in this area. We meant no ill will toward you."
She watched Roselle's expression carefully. The princess seemed to relax - if only slightly.
"I am the Saintess of the Holy Church," she continued. "Would the Holy Church really send me on a mission to fight one of the Four Kings of the Beast Forest unprotected?"
Roselle tilted her head, considering this.
"I suppose that makes sense."
The saintess let out a small breath of relief.
"Still," Roselle continued, stepping forward, "I'm not going to let you live."
The relief vanished instantly.
"W-Why?!" the saintess stammered.
"What can I say?" Roselle shrugged. "Blame yourself for worshiping the wrong god."
The saintess's face paled. "You can't kill me! The Holy Church has strong holdings in the human nations! This would lead to a diplomatic disaster! All of humanity would attack the Beast Forest!"
