There was a buzzing sound from people shouting.

'What is this?'

The High Priest, who opened his eyes after taking a breath, also blinked and couldn't say anything when he saw that the tops of Marquis Abedes' and my head were empty.

We were not the only ones who were standing on the stage feeling embarrassed.

Everyone gathered in the square was embarrassed too.

Even if I washed my eyes and looked, I couldn't see even a light as small as the tail of a firefly, let alone a halo.

It meant that Marquis Abedes and I were not biologically related.

It was a result that no one in the capital, including us, expected.

Caitlyn certainly served quite a long time as the Marquis of Abedes' mistress.

He would have known best that she was not involved with another man at that time, and that she was definitely pregnant given that he gave so much money without a single doubt.

Plus, my light purple hair and blue eyes were similar to those of Marquis Abedes.

Of course, the colors were a little different, but it could be mixed...

"This... This is...?"

Richard, who was calculating all kinds of political situations, seemed to be panicking for the first time.

Because if it were his personality, he would have already devised about 1,000 ways to use me.

"What... It doesn't make sense..."

Marquis Abedes, who tried to use me to understand Robert's intentions, panicked for the second time.

In addition, how much money did he give to Caitlyn because of me?

With my existence, Marquis Abedes had been suffering from scandals so far.

"No, no, no way..."

And the third person to panic was me, where I was suddenly denied my birth and my entire life.

So we were completely stabbed in the back by the truth while trying to use each other.

In fact, for me, it was only for inheritance rights, but now that was not important.

Because my existence itself became confusing.

"What's going on?"

The High Priest, who was expecting harmony due to his decision, murmured with his eyes blinking.

"Those two... They weren't my parents... Then what the hell..."

While staring at the stands with blank eyes, I suddenly made eye contact with Marilyn.

According to Aaron, Marilyn said she would see my dress and she took the front seat.

Suddenly, she got up trembling.

Two girls were born on the same day in a public hospital.

Coincidentally, the two probably had similar light purple hair.

My hands also began to tremble at the hypothesis that suddenly crossed my mind.

All of the descendants after the Abedes had lavender hair and blue eyes.

And because of me with lavender hair and blue eyes, Caitlyn's fortune came to me.

The hospital assistant who suddenly quit and left the capital after receiving Marilyn's child... Moreover, the source of her tremendous wealth was unclear.

My hair, which had a slightly reddish tint, was a mixture of Oscar and Marilyn's hair colors.

The rather dark blue eyes that were not the pale blue eyes of Marquis Abedes, rather resembled Oscar's.

"Somehow, I kept looking at her."

Marilyn muttered.

"Strangely... I strangely felt sorry for the gray clothes she wore every day..."

Her eyes were already red and bloodshot.

"I just thought it was because she was born in the same hospital on the same day as my daughter..."

And no one could stop her from getting on stage.

Oscar, who was sitting next to her, collapsed weakly, and Aaron was seen hurriedly supporting him.

I was far more bewildered than when I suddenly remembered my previous life one day.

I... I was not the daughter of Caitlyn and the Marquis of Abedes.

I lived a life in vain, being subtly abused by people I didn't care about.

And...and my biological parents....

"Sir!"

Marilyn fell on her knees before the High Priest.

"Please, please, just one more paternity test."

She cried in a simmering voice.

The square was so quiet as if cold water was poured over the entire area, so even the sound of her rough breathing echoed.

"Miss Annabelle... and I... Oh, it was such a terrible thing... M-maybe... Really...maybe..."

"Hey, get up now!"

"We had a baby on the same day in the same public hospital..."

Everything went round and round as if the world had stopped.

My heart was beating so hard that it hurt.

Marilyn's heavy makeup was already stained with tears.

"Caitlyn might've switched our children for the money because her own child died!"

Of course, it was possible that Marilyn and I were really related, but that was only a hypothesis.

Caitlyn's secret was that she might have met another man.

Or maybe she picked me up somewhere else.

So, the surest way was to do the paternity test again.

But the High Priest said with a very perplexed face.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry. A paternity test requires a lot of power to summon the god, so I can't use it for a while."

Marilyn, well aware that the paternity test required tremendous power, nodded her head as if it couldn't be helped.

Then she immediately turned her head towards me.

"Miss Annabelle, it's okay if you don't have a paternity test."

Tears were already streaming down Marilyn's cheeks.

She spoke with such force that I was overwhelmed by her energy and stepped back.

"Be my daughter. It's okay to be an adopted daughter in the family register. Under various circumstances, Miss Annabelle must be my daughter."

"Please...calm down."

I panicked and got her on her knees, and pulled her up.

"It may not be... It's just a theory."

"No! Caitlyn and Lanella... They were sure the daughter of the Marquis of Abedes was born dead, so they exchanged it with my child with lavender hair!"

As if Marilyn had already lost her mind, she clung to me this time.

I was hesitating because my mind turned blank.

'Yes, I must be Marilyn's daughter. I will go in as an adopted daughter'. Those words did not come out.

It was certainly a probable hypothesis, but after this moment, everyone might regret the impulsive decision.

I didn't want to be awkward with Marilyn. Although no one else knew, she was a person who promised me sincerity even by showing her deep resentment at the same time.

Even yesterday, when she looked at me, I heard her desperate feelings that she was always sad by herself.

It was then.

A brown-haired woman, who stood without the presence among the rest of the apprentices, approached cautiously and said:

"I... can I do the paternity test?"

There was a series of shocks.

This girl was the saint, who showed her pure goodwill and spirit of sacrifice, and the heroine of the original novel, .

"Ah, let me introduce myself. I am the apprentice Saint, Cessianne Relipe."

I looked at her long, pale brown hair and pink eyes as if I were enchanted.

She was a good, beautiful, and upright woman who I thought I would never run into.

She was Richard's first love, and was destined to meet Ian this evening, and right now she was reaching out to us.

"Well, I'm still an apprentice, so no one knows, but actually, I think I have a pretty high level of credibility. You can trust me."

No one else knew, but of course I could trust her.

Cessianne was a Saint with the power to save the world.

She had just entered the temple, so she was an apprentice, and she was the only one who knew how strong her divine power was.

That was because no one was interested in the divine power of an apprentice Saint who had just arrived.

However, according to the original work, her divine power had already surpassed that of the current High Priest.

"The situation is... so bad. I want to help."

Besides, Cessianne was really nice.

"Please."

And I was the kind of person who accepted the favor.

"I truly believe in the tremendous power of the Saint."

"Thank you. Even though it may be said to be nonsense, please believe in me at first sight."

It was not easy to believe that the apprentice Saint had the skills to do a paternity test. Even the people of the temple who lived with her didn't believe it.

"I am very grateful. Marilyn, come and take her hand."

I quickly grabbed Marilyn's hand.

Now, all the people of the temple were so lost that they just couldn't understand the situation.

It would be very difficult if someone interrupted by saying, 'I don't know about the skills of an apprentice Saint!'

So, with Marilyn, I held Cesianne's hands again.

Just like before, my body floated.

Again, my vision brightened.

[Look, what did I say?]

God's voice was heard again.

[Didn't I say I'll give you what you really wanted?]

In fact, what I really wanted was a bond with my family, but I had already given up on that.

It was because I had realized that my other blood relatives were too ignorant.

But how could such a wish come true in this way?

[Please, child. For you and the world.]

This time, without saying a word, my vision darkened again and my feet touched the ground.

As I hurriedly opened my eyes, I saw a flashing halo floating above Marilyn's head.