side. Amy (12)

Ahaha. I never imagined the power of the Saint of Benevolence would be this potent.

The King, the ministers, the Knights—every last one of them did exactly as I said.

Let’s be honest: at this point, it was basically brainwashing.

Everything had been going swimmingly, especially after I managed to win over the Prime Minister.

It seemed the Saint of Benevolence’s power only worked on people who already felt some level of goodwill toward me. But here’s the thing—it was absolute. Even if they only liked me a little, repeating my words to them over and over ensured they would obey me and change into exactly the person I wanted them to be.

Thanks to the Prime Minister figuring that out, everyone in the castle now belonged to me.

Trust unconditionally in me, the Saint of Benevolence. Devote your entire being to me. I told them that a few times, and soon enough, they actually started to believe it.

The commoners were no different. I held rallies where I just read scripts the Prime Minister wrote, and I made sure to heal wounded soldiers right out in the street where people could see. Oh, and I tossed around a bit of spare change here and there.

Basically, as long as I acted like a "good person" before speaking to them, they were quick to believe I was the Saint of Benevolence.

I loved Karl and the others, so I didn't actually want to become the Queen, but for all intents and purposes, this country was already mine.

However, while I heard Oscar had been released, it seemed his father—who had apparently defected to the Second Prince Faction—had snatched him up and taken him away somewhere.

I hadn't even been able to get in touch with Claude for the longest time.

And don't you think it’s weird? I sent them both letters, yet neither of them bothered to reply. I was supposed to have successfully conquered them both.

Well, I was sure it would be fine once I talked to them again.

"Amy!"

While I was gazing out the window alone, Karl arrived, having finished his official duties.

"Karl!"

I ran to him, and he pulled me into a gentle embrace. Then, he kissed me passionately.

"Amy, I missed you."

"I missed you, too."

Karl had such a handsome face; he was wonderful to look at no matter how many times I saw him.

"Amy."

"Ah, Marcus!"

Marcus had come to see me as well. Karl released me, handing me over to Marcus.

"Amy, I’ve been longing to see you."

"Me too."

Marcus hugged me tightly and gave me a passionate kiss, just as Karl had done.

"Hehe, I’m so happy you both came."

"I have no one but you, Amy. Your happiness is my happiness."

"The same goes for me. I would do anything for your sake."

"Thank you, Karl, Marcus. I love you both, too. So, please... love only me."

"Of course."

"There is no way I could ever look at another woman."

That was the trick. By telling them every single day that I wanted them to love only me, they quickly ended up like this. I heard that now they didn't feel a thing even when they looked at women other than me.

It was perfect. No one in the castle complained anymore, no matter what we did or where we did it. If anything, people looked upon us with favor.

Lately, I’d even been sharing a bed with the two of them. I felt truly fulfilled.

"That's right, Amy. We received word from The Church. They are going to certify you as the Saint of Benevolence."

"Oh, finally!"

I was so happy to hear Karl say those words that I let out a little shout.

"Yes. All that steady persuasion was worth the effort," Marcus added.

"It really was."

Indeed, I had been diligently meeting with the priests and sisters of The Church, winning them over bit by bit.

My support for the orphanage had been particularly effective. I went there and drilled the idea that I was the Saint into the children's heads. Those kids believed I was the Saint of Benevolence almost instantly. They would look at me with sparkling eyes and call out, "Saint-sama, Saint-sama!"

Honestly, I didn't want to be anywhere near those filthy orphans, but I’d endured it and kept visiting until even the sisters and priests started listening to me.

I had them spread good rumors little by little, and before I knew it, the talk of me being The Witch had vanished.

And today, The Church finally recognized me as the God-chosen Saint of Benevolence.

With this, there was no one left to get in my way.

Hehe. Now, all that’s left is to deal with those people from the Empire.