Let's Train Heroine

There were those who rejoiced at the advent of the saint sent by God and sincerely blessed her.

And then there were those who expressed discomfort upon learning that the saintess was of common birth.

"Why does a saintess appear from lowly blood!? To overlook noble humans like us!"

"When you say saintess, are you telling us nobles to worship a commoner...?"

Most of the priests in the Grand Temple were of noble birth, naturally possessing a high pride.

They deeply disliked the idea of honoring a commoner-born saintess and elevating her above themselves.

"I didn\'t become saint... That\'s sad but... Does it mean I don\'t have to do any hard work?" Sarina muttered.

She was on the bed, looking at the ceiling, thinking that her life might get better.

Sarina Rainsa was the granddaughter of the previous saint. She was the same age as Maris. Now this Maris was going to be her sister.

The Archpriest chose the Rainsa Family as Maris\'s foster home, thinking they would know best how to treat a saintess, given that it was the former saintess\'s home.

Sarina was happy. It was troublesome, but she was happy to teach this commoner how to behave, do things a saint should do, reject boys, and everything else. After all, now she won\'t become saint, so she doesn\'t need to work all day like she was doing before.

"Sarina!"

"Huh, yes, Mother," Sarina got up from the bed and rushed to the door. She opened it and stood in front of her mother.

"Yes, Mother."

"That dirty girl has come. Go and greet her, and remember to let her know her place. You can\'t be the saint, but be careful that she won\'t steal your fiancé. You have to protect that, okay?"

"Yes, Mother, I understand," Sarina nodded.

I don\'t want to marry that prince... What should I do? Sorry, saint, but I have to bully you a bit, but don\'t worry; it\'s not much. However, I\'m cheering for you. I know you gonna shine, marry the prince, and become queen.

Sarina showed her support for Maris in her heart, and went out to meet her.

"Nice to meet you, I\'m Maris. I\'ll be in your care from today."

"Eh...!?"

Sarina froze in astonishment upon seeing Maris, who descended from the carriage and appeared at the entrance of the Duke\'s house.

Because she was simply an angel.

My motherfucker, dear Saint, you\'re too beautiful, aren\'t you...

Maris appeared as a beautiful girl in a pure white dress.

Her pink hair flowed, and her blue eyes sparkled.

She was so beautiful and pure.

Her flawless appearance seemed nothing less than a work of art created by God.

Make it easy for me... I just have to show you to the prince and I\'m free from marriage... Yes, I must show you to the prince. But... Fuck, all the things I thought I would say to her to bully her become invalid. She is more beautiful than me.

If I say she is dirty, then aren\'t I worse than dirt?

Since childhood, Sarina had been forced by her mother to become a saint.

She studied hard at her desk, mastered sacred arts, and engaged in service activities.

Unfortunately, she couldn\'t become a saintess... But her efforts paid off, and she was able to become the fiancée of the next king, the Crown Prince.

However, even that position was now shaken by Maris\'s arrival.

Some of the people who heard about the appearance of the saintess claimed that the newly arrived saintess was more suitable to be the Crown Prince\'s fiancée.

And Sarina was happy. She was forced to do all of this by her mother; otherwise, she just wanted to be normal, have a normal childhood, marry a normal man, and have a normal family.