I’m a Fake Saintess But the Gods Are Obsessed With Me

The robed magicians following Diego’s eyes were shining as if they thought that their power should somehow take over me.

Others pointed their fingers at Diego, thinking they had one more rival.

“You’re a magician, aren’t you.”

“So what.”

Originally, the temple and the magicians didn’t get along that well.

Even if he was hiding that he was the Demon King, I couldn’t understand why he came here.

Diego stood and lifted his sharp chin, opening his mouth.

“No one would deny that magicians played a significant role in the Empire’s development.”

The crowd that had been chattering at Diego’s remarks quieted down for a moment. He was right, because magicians were also scientists. However, one person’s protest was heard again.

“But magicians don’t believe in the Gods!”

“Although there is a high percentage of magicians who don’t believe in the Gods, one doesn’t have to believe in the Gods to be able to marry the Saintess.”

“What is that…!”

“The Saintess is no longer an ordinary saintess. The person who stands closest to the Saintess wins the public’s favor. Isn’t that why so many people are wide-eyed?”

A few people raised their voices at Diego’s blunt words, yet there was nothing wrong with what he said.

“Magicians are qualified too.”

“We recommend Baron Diego Vester as the Saintess’ husband.”

The robed magicians standing behind Diego could be heard shouting.

“Give Baron Vester and the magicians a chance too!”

And Diego looked at me with an intense gaze and pursed his lips. The low voice was filled with sincerity.

“I, Diego Vester, ask the Saintess to marry me.”

Haa… So, that means there are four candidates for my husband.

I looked at the four people one after another.

Four men stand out with a fierce light and stand with a strong force as if they’re keeping each other in check…

Everyone is incredibly cool and handsome… Even if there were a four-member idol group in Korea, no one would be able to match them in terms of looks.

Moreover, their qualifications are that of a crown prince, a high priest, a second-generation conglomerate, and a demon king.

However, this situation of being forced to make a choice wasn’t very pleasant.

But still, in a situation where the people of the Empire unanimously wanted something, it was no longer difficult to refuse unconditionally.

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, blesses you.]

It was a moment when my complicated mind became a little clearer.

Suddenly, a way to get through this situation occurred to me.

After a while, I opened my mouth.

“I… have decided.”

Everyone’s eyes turned to me.

Although their eyes were full of anticipation, I couldn’t help it. Because what I was about to say was an answer that none of them would choose.

If I choose someone now, the balance of power will be greatly tilted to one side.

Imperial family, nobles and merchants, temples, magicians… All of them were pillars that solidly supported the Empire. So I had to feel responsible for my choices.

“I will marry all four of them.”

For a moment, a frighteningly strong silence fell.

***

Right, this was definitely the reaction I was expecting. But things took a completely strange turn. I couldn’t understand how they came to that conclusion.

After several rounds of war of words and meetings, the ‘Saintess Marriage Committee’ was formed. This is because people from all four axes are evenly included.

So they… accepted what I said.

“Our merchant owner won’t back down, even if he has to share.”

“No matter how much people struggle, the weak ones will eventually be eliminated, so the Crown Prince said he would respond leisurely.”

“The High Priest expressed confidence, saying that if there were four flowers blooming in the garden, you would reach for the most beautiful one first.”

“They say that the one who lives the longest wins the marriage… Marquis Diego said he would participate in the war.”

So, I’m in a similar situation to the ending of Camilla’s three husbands that I saw in the original story, or rather, in Raid’s prophecy. No, since there are four husbands, I’m in a worse situation.

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, looks back on his long life and reminisces.]

What is that chat window as if his dream has come true?!

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, flutters and hums.]

Anyway, I can’t accept it.

And as I expected, public sentiment boiled over.

Ah. I mean, in a way I didn’t expect.

“As expected, the Saintess has become the best solution to stabilize this chaotic situation.”

“I think the balance of the Empire will become more stable thanks to this marriage!”

The rumor that I would have four husbands spread throughout the Empire, and soon the Empire was in a festive mood.

What I felt from this series of events was that the people of the Empire no longer thought of me as part of the realm of ‘humans,’ but rather as a ‘living goddess.’

No matter how many husbands the goddesses in legends and tales have, it’s also mysterious and auspicious, and the people of the Empire also accepted this marriage as my blessing to the Empire.

Sure, all four of them are great men, but…

I covered my red cheeks with both hands.

***

It was a week after the four men officially became my husbands  that the temple was designated as a no-dueling zone.

I have the entire main palace of the temple in my harem… No, a newlywed home. The original function of the main palace was moved to another building.

In the main palace of the temple, male leads sometimes lived and came and went from time to time to interact with me. And I was doing my best to create a good atmosphere for the peaceful coexistence of the four men.

The sun was shining, but the trees were giving me shade. I was currently talking to Cass on his lap pillow. And Reihausd was gently massaging my legs.

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, tells you to kick Reihausd.]

[The God of Art, Mond, encourages you to bite Cass’ knee.]

Still, these two men were less likely than Kyle and Diego to openly reveal their desire to possess me. I still feel dizzy when I think about the last time the yard was ruined by Kyle’s sword and Diego’s magic bombardment.

”…Ha.”

After a moment of pause in our conversation about jewels, Cass gently stroked my hair as I let out a small sigh. Then he slightly lowered his head and spoke to me as if in a whisper.

“When you’re with me, you should only think about me among men.”

[The God of Destruction, Ciel, glares.]

His ultramarine blue eyes twinkled slightly as I looked up.

Cass always figured out what was inside me faster than anyone else.

I said with a smile.

“Alright. Marquis.”

[The God of Art, Mond, disapproves of your answer.]

At first, I couldn’t imagine how I could have four husbands, but after dating all of them, I realized that it wasn’t that difficult.

Well, it’s said that ancient kings had ten, twenty, or even a hundred concubines…

Since I can’t change the situation, I have no choice but to be open-minded.

“Aaah.”

As I and Cass made eye contact, a sound escaped my lips as I felt the soles of my feet being pressed hard.

Reihausd’s golden eyes were shining brightly as he massaged my feet.

He said he learned massage techniques that make the body flexible from a foreign technician, and he’s sincere about massage these days. But it seems he didn’t like me whispering with Cas at all.

“Does it hurt?”

“That’s not it…”

Cass and Reihausd’ gaze met. Although not as intense as Kyle or Diego, they’re cold enough to each other.

“I kept hearing that annoying voice without even realizing it. I’m sorry.”

He kissed the top of my foot like it was something precious again.

[The God of Art, Mond, raises a brush and says it’s a perfect picture.]

[The God of Justice, Hetuse, clicks his tongue, saying that the perverted bastard is doing something again.]

After the kiss ended, he stood up. I felt sorry because I felt like I had only talked to Cass as I left my legs to Reihausd earlier.

I cupped Reihausd’s cheeks with my hands as he looked at me with sparkling eyes.

“It’s fine. Thanks to Reihausd, my legs feel refreshed. Thank you.”

His golden eyes twinkled and he stared at me.

“But don’t be too grumpy.”

After a while he blushed a little and licked his lips.

“I’m sorry, Master. Even though I know that not only me, but everyone else is yours… I keep getting greedy.”

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, loves the terminology of Reyhas.]

My eyes fell on his lowered eyelashes as if he was upset. Even his red cheeks and slightly pouty lips.

He was so pretty and fascinating that if I were a king and Reihausd was a concubine, I would immediately pick her up and head to the bedroom.