Who Said A Necromancer Can't Be A Priest?-Chapter 101: Warning

It is natural for her to be hungry after she put all that energy into her magnificent entrance. But it's strange.

It was strange because Aaran assumed all of it would get supplemented by the prayer of the commoners. Aaran asked her about it, and the reply took him by surprise.

"Why should I accept their prayers? They dared to bully by beloved priest and then thought I would accept them? Hmph, I'm not that desperate for divinity."

Her stubbornness made Aaran laugh. He had spent 19 lives cursing the gods, calling them selfish and whatnot, but this goddess didn't fit the image he had in his mind of them.

"Alright, I'll feed you."

Saying so, Aaran got to his knees, his hands put together as offered a prayer. While it wouldn't be enough to fill her appetite, it should last her a day.

"I'll do it too!" Eleanor exclaimed, joining Aaran.

Meanwhile, the Goddess sat before them with a smug smile plastered on her face. She didn't like Aaran's wives much, but like any goddess, she loved getting praised by her followers.

However, the fun was cut short when the goddess jumped to her feet. Aaran and Eleanor looked up and noticed the goddess's gaze was fixed on the door. Someone or something behind it had enraged the goddess.

"Should we…?" Eleanor mumbled, but Aaran was a step ahead.

He yanked the door open, only to meet with a strange sight. A woman draped in a white gown stood there.

Elenor saw her and immediately bowed. Aaran followed suit, but his bow didn't have the reverence that Eleanor's did. The goddess rushed to Aaran's side, her hands stretched as if she was protecting him.

"Stay away from him, you foul wench!" the goddess yelled.

The saintess smiled after hearing her words, but paid her respect to the goddess, ignoring her obvious hostility.

"My contractor sends her well wishes to you, your divineness."

The saintess addressed the Goddess, yet her eyes fixed on Aaran. The goddess noticed her eyes and immediately push Aaran inside the room before turning to Eleanor.

"You call yourself her wife, so fulfill your wifely duties!"

Eleanor's cheeks turned red when she heard that.

"B-But how can I—?"

She wanted to ask something, but was interrupted by the goddess.

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"Just do as I say!"

She completely misunderstood what the Goddess wanted and began removing her clothing. Thankfully, Aaran rushed to her side to stop her. The goddess wanted Elenor to protect him as her husband, and she mistook it as something else entirely.

"…"

"…"

The goddess and the saintess were both were surprised by Eleanor's lack of common sense.

"I would like to have a conversation with… his highness. Alone… if possible."

"You shall not—"

"Eleanor, why don't you take Goddess to the garden?"

Aaran's suggestion left no room for arguments. The Goddess puffed her cheeks, ready to punch him as Eleanor dragged her away.

Once they were gone, Aaran invited the saintess to sit down for their 'conversation'.

Thankfully, the saintess wasn't one to beat around the bushes and got straight to the topic.

"Renounce your right to be a virtue," she said. Her previously polite tone was nowhere to be heard. "I know why you pulled such a reckless move, but perhaps you don't realize the position you've put the temples in."

She continued, "I assure you, no harm will come to you or Aurelia even if you—"

Before she could complete his words, Aaran pointed the revolver at her.

"I hope this should suffice as my response?" he said, lowering the gun. "I have no intention of doing anything to appease those who tried to kill my family."

"Stop behaving like a child, Your Highness. Nothing good will come out of making too many enemies—"

"There won't be many enemies if I keep taking them out."

The saintess rolled her eyes before getting up. She had assumed Aaran would realize his mistake and back down if she offered him security. But it seemed the stubborn man couldn't see reason.

However, before walking out, she turned to him a last time.

"One man can't win wars, Your Highness. I hope you remember that."

"I know," Aaran smiled. "But an Emperor can."