Saint

Helga Yttri, a half-noble lady who inherited the blood of a lowly maid. A bastard child who was swapped by the Duke's maid; a Fake child. Helga gave her everything to be recognised as the real daughter. "Your Grace! The real Young Miss is alive." "Her name is Hyllian...!" Helga prayed to God countless times so that the real Young Miss never returned. " ...don't come back, Hyllian." "Don't come back, please." She wondered if her prayers failed to reach God because she was a fake daughter. "Dear God, I've been praying countless times." "I asked you never to let 'that child' return." The prayers she howled until her throat went hoarse was all in vain. "The real daughter of the House of Yttri, Hyllian... The child who will destroy my whole world." The real daughter is back.

She was the most competent secretary of the Brauno family, the most prestigious in the empire, but one day, she was betrayed and killed by a hitman…! Was it because of the resentment she faced for not being a noble? Or because of her desire to become one? She reincarnated as Aerin, the seven-year-old illegitimate granddaughter of the Brauno family!! However, even as this child, she’s destined to be adopted and killed by the same man who betrayed her in her previous life. No way! Before I die by his hands, I’ll get adopted by someone else! Huh? All I wanted was to be adopted, but now… Wealth, honor, and even a new family that wasn’t part of the adoption plan come as a package deal. “Aerin! Take me!” “No, I already have too much….” “It’s fine if you just add me to your endless list of assets.” “But how could I possibly take in a prince…?” At this point, should I just take over not only the family but the entire empire too?

I was forced to live in captivity for the rest of my life because I happened to be aware of the fact that I was a saint. I was truly a ‘real’ saint, but that didn’t matter, because there was already a designated saint in the temple. When I died from all the abuse I endured, I was sent back to a time before all those previous events in my life had happened. After 15 regressions, I was exhausted. I prayed, “I don’t want anything to do with this, so please just let me die,” And at that moment when I could finally be able to die, someone said, “How about being my daughter?” …. That monstrous duke had adopted me.

In the Empire of Isletia, there is a saint named Serilta who came with a revelation that victory and peace will continue as long as they exist. At night when everyone is asleep, men who came to visit with a secret request try to tease Saint Serilta. However, they are beaten by Serilta who opened her eyes instead! ‘How can this be a noble and upright saint?’ Contrary to their expectations, two incubi and the crown prince fall for the tough and sexy saint, and hope to be beaten by her instead! The beginning of a thrilling and sexy high-level romance.