My body felt terribly heavy.

I wanted to open my eyes, but I couldn’t move my eyelids.

Sweat trickled down my temples. My skin felt like it was sizzling.

The breath I exhaled was so hot it gave me goosebumps.

I wanted to kick off the blankets, but my limbs wouldn’t move at all.

Even an ordinary person would suffer after being exposed to Leonhart’s killing intent at point-blank range.

So, it was natural for Adrianne to be bedridden.

However, I didn’t know she was so weak that she couldn’t even get out of bed for three whole days.

‘Sigh, just how weak is this body?’

A sigh escaped through my parched lips.

‘Haa, now is not the time to be sick.’

There was so much to do, yet I had wasted three days.

I’d probably have to suffer for a few more days.

I was flustered because Adrianne was weaker than I expected.

Compared to my body when I was the Hero, I wondered if she had some chronic illness.

It’s not like I was actually injured, so I couldn’t exactly call for a priest. Having to endure this the hard way was infuriating.

‘Should I brew some herbal medicine?’

Is there herbal medicine here? I don’t think I saw any in Part 1.

Just as I was continuing these useless thoughts to forget the pain, I heard soft voices outside the bedroom.

“My lady, you are here again today. Please return to your bedroom now. You have to sleep early to grow tall.”

“I… I want to see… the Duchess…”

A kind middle-aged voice and the voice of a discouraged child. It was the butler and Fiache.

“The Duchess probably misses you too, my lady. But I told you that she is sick and cannot meet you right now, didn’t I?”

“Uuu…”

“Now, sleep for just one more night. Tomorrow, you will be able to meet Her Grace.”

“I… I heard that… yesterday, too… and the day before.”

“…Is that so?”

“Yes, yes, can’t I just see her for a moment?”

“You know you cannot enter the Duchess’s bedroom without permission, right? You were scolded for that a few days ago.”

“B-but, but… even if I’m scolded, I… I want to see her…”

“Sigh, alright. My lady, then you must come out immediately after seeing the Duchess’s face. You must not make a sound. Can you do that?”

“Mm-hmm! Fiache… can, can do it!”

I heard the sound of the door opening carefully. Soon, cute, pitter-patter footsteps grew closer.

The characteristic panting of a child could be heard right nearby.

The thought of her looking at me with her tiny face resting on the bed made my heart melt. She must be maddeningly cute.

I wanted to open my eyes. I wanted to see her. I wanted to cup the face of the child who is likely sulking with worry and tell her it’s okay.

Something soft touched my forehead. I think it was Fiache’s finger. A very small voice tickled my ear.

“Hehe, pretty. Sparkly.”

And here she was, after promising the butler she wouldn’t make a sound. What a cute little liar.

“Your Grace, Fiache will blow on it for you’.”

Really? You’re going to blow the pain away so Unnie won’t hurt anymore?

“Hooo— hooo— pain, go away. Bye-bye.”

A soft breath spread across my cheek. My heart was touched by Fiache’s cute action…

‘Eh?’

The pain vanished.

Was it an illusion? No, no. It really doesn’t hurt anymore?

The terrible fever gradually subsided.

The throbbing headache and the pain that felt like my skin was being crushed decreased, and soon vanished completely.

‘H-how is this possible… No way?’

Fiache was the protagonist?!

I froze for a moment at the unbelievable situation.

Then, unable to resist the overwhelming drowsiness, I fell asleep.

***

Blink, blink.

I closed and opened my stiff eyes a couple of times.

As my focus returned, my blurry vision gradually became clear.

Just yesterday, I had been in so much pain I thought I might die…

Yet now, as though it had never happened, my body felt light and refreshed.

“Hooo— hooo— pain, go away. Bye-bye.”

I sank into thought, recalling last night.

Looking back at my memories, it was the same on the first day I possessed this body.

Fiache had held my finger and blown air into it.

Whispering for me not to be sick.

Immediately, my body, which had felt dull and alien as if I were wearing someone else’s clothes, became refreshed.

At the time, I just thought it was a possession phenomenon…

“Fiache was healing me.”

Fiache, the doll-like child who was unbearably adorable, was actually the Saintess.

In other words, the genre of Part 2 was not an adventure fantasy, but a childcare story.

‘That lousy author attempting a childcare story! Do they think it’s an automatic hit just because the protagonist is a baby?!’

I guess they tried a childcare story because they knew it was a trend. Honestly, it’s absurd.

Fine, that’s all well and good.

‘But what is my sin?’

Just how many years do they plan to keep me here? 15 years? 20 years?

‘Am I crazy? I’m not doing this! I can’t!’

At that moment, as if reading my mind, a sentence appeared along with a cheerful bell sound.

[Ding—]

[A divine revelation for you, who has finally discovered the genre of Part 2! Childcare stories have a feature called ‘Oops! I woke up and xx years have passed!’ Don’t forget that this can be shortened as much as possible depending on your efforts!]

‘Ah…’

Now that I think about it, the childcare stories I’d read were like that.

‘So that means it won’t take ten-plus years, right?’

But not all problems were solved.

The protagonist was too young, but her power was excessively strong.

Divine Power is not omnipotent. It only heals external wounds; it cannot cure diseases.

If Divine Power cured everything, no one in this world would die of illness.

‘But Fiache healed me.’

If this was the power of the saintess, it was a bit worrying.

If this fact became known, countless people would try to exploit the child.

Could the meaning of the title < I’ve Ended Up As The World-Saving Saint > be that she saves the world from disease, rather than from a villain?

‘Still, since it’s a childcare story, the protagonist won’t die.’

The story probably won’t be heavy either.

I think I roughly understand my role.

A cold and arrogant noble who gradually becomes more human as she realizes love and affection through a child named Fiache—a tsundere guardian.

‘So I’m the role of the cold grandfather or the distant father found in other childcare stories.’

That was as far as my guess went. I’ll have to figure out the rest myself.

I glared into the air and pulled the bell cord.

A moment later, hurried footsteps were heard outside, the door burst open, and the butler entered.

“Master… you are awake.”

The butler’s demeanor was calm, but he couldn’t hide his flustered expression.

It was understandable that he was surprised, as someone who couldn’t even open her eyes until yesterday had woken up perfectly fine.

He touched my forehead to check my temperature.

“Excuse me, I will check your fever for a moment… Hmm, the fever has indeed gone down. Do you have any other pain?”

“I’m fine. Nothing hurts.”

“It seems to me that you are fully recovered. I thought it would take another week to recover, so it must have been a misdiagnosis. I apologize; I will fire Dr. Albert soon.”

There’s no need for that…

Dr. Albert wasn’t at fault, but I pretended not to notice. Fiache’s power needed to be hidden until the plot lines were established.

“By the way, Master.”

The butler continued in a refined tone, though a vein was throbbing on his forehead.

“How is it that a noble could be attacked in broad daylight, and in the middle of the Imperial Palace, no less? Just how lax is the palace security?”

“…….”

“Had I known this would happen, I wouldn’t have reduced the number of attendants. Who on earth could it be? I am truly curious to see the face of the wretched bastard who dared to attack a Duchess of the Empire.”

Leonhart Jenetic Filio. also known as the Third Light of Filio.

The butler was furious in an impressively calm and composed manner.

To be honest, I hadn’t expected him to react this way. He must be sincerely loyal to Adrianne.

‘Is this middle-aged man the type who, once he pledges loyalty, doesn’t care about things like good or evil?’

“Master, did you see the culprit? Were they a noble or a servant? How were they dressed? Ah, instead of talking, I should call a painter immediately. Let’s start by making a composite sketch.”

“I, w-well.”

“Surely you don’t mean to say you can’t remember? Not even a little?”

“No.”

“Please think carefully. Even the smallest clue would be fine.”

“I don’t know.”

“……Then it will be difficult to catch the culprit.”

“I guess so.”

The butler’s stiff shoulders slumped ever so slightly. He looked immensely disappointed…

“Explain what happened. Maybe hearing it will help me remember.”

“I see. You may be right, Master.”

The butler immediately summoned someone. It was the maid who had accompanied me to the palace.

“Luna, explain what happened to Master. As much detail as possible.”

“Yes, Butler.”

Luna bowed her head and answered obediently.

“The meeting had ended, but the Master did not come out. So I went inside the Grand Conference Hall to fetch her, but she wasn’t there. The other nobles only said they didn’t know. Just in case, I checked the rear garden, and I found the Master unconscious on the ground. I screamed in shock, and the servants rushed over. With their help, I brought her back to the mansion.”

“Was I alone in the garden?”

“Yes, when I found you, you were alone.”

It seems Leonhart just dumped my unconscious body on the ground and left on his own.

I wasn’t disappointed or hurt.

Adrianne had even sent assassins after Leonhart, after all. It’s a relief that Leonhart just left me lying there safely.

“Master, how do you feel? Do you remember anything now?”

“No.”

“……Skin tone, hair color, or even a scent would be helpful. Do you remember absolutely nothing?”

“I think my memory vanished entirely when I fell.”

“…….”

“Just let it go. I’m not seriously injured anyway.”

I replied indifferently and climbed out of bed. Why was it suddenly so quiet?

When I turned my head, I found the butler and Luna staring at me in shock.

“What?”

“Still, you will request an investigation from the Imperial Palace, right?”

“I can’t request an investigation if I don’t remember.”

“Then… surely you’ll at least send a formal letter of protest to the Imperial Palace?”

“Too much trouble.”

“Meeting with the other nobles is……”

“Why would I meet them?”

“But……”

The butler hesitated for a moment, then approached me and whispered secretly, covering his mouth with his hand.

“So, you truly intend to let this pass quietly, without using this incident as a pretext to demand concessions from the Imperial Palace, framing someone you usually dislike as the culprit, or inciting the nobles?”

Ah, Adrianne… What kind of person are you, really?

“……I’m saving it for later. To gain a greater profit, one must know how to endure.”

“As expected, your foresight is profound. Then this matter must not leak out to blow it up at a decisive moment later. I understand. I shall thoroughly silence the witnesses.”

I looked pityingly at the butler, who had convinced himself and was now taking responsibility for the cleanup.

Adrianne really ruined this man.

“Luna, if there’s something you want, tell the butler.”

“Pardon? I only did what I was supposed to do……”

“Are you daring to ignore a reward I am giving you?”

“A-Ah, no! Not at all! I will think carefully and let you know! Thank you so much, Master!”

Luna waved her hands frantically and approached cautiously. Then, she knelt before me and neatly placed my slippers.

I tightened my nightgown and stepped into the slippers.

“I sweated a lot, so I feel sticky. Prepare a bath.”

“…….”

For some reason, Luna seemed lost in thought.

Ahem! When the butler cleared his throat, she jumped in surprise, not knowing what to do.

“I-I’m sorry! C-Could you please tell me one more time what you s-said……”

Terrified, Luna trembled like an leaf. Seeing her pitiful state, the butler glanced at me and subtly helped her.

“Luna, the Master told you to prepare a bath.”

“Yes! I understand! I will prepare it immediately!”

Luna’s back was drenched in sweat as she headed toward the bathroom.

‘It felt like she wanted to tell me something… Did I misread her?’

*Unnie: used by a female to address another female who is older than her

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