Napoleon: The Hero Dreams of Becoming Emperor (2)

Unlike Kim Yul, who was pondering how to take down the First Prince despite being a hero, Roselin was faithfully living the life of a saintess.

“There we are. All done.”

“Th-thank youuu……!”

“Hehe, don't get hurt from now on, okay?”

A saintess was, by nature, someone who rescued those in the lowest places—the people suffering the most.

Today as well, she went around the slums using her divine power for the poor, who couldn't afford so much as a potion, let alone a single medicinal herb to apply to their wounds.

The goddess still hadn't answered her prayers, but if she had been watching, she surely would have smiled with satisfaction.

After making one round through the slums from dawn, it would normally have been time to return to the cathedral and pray, but.

Her footsteps instead lightly bounced toward a mansion on the western street.

According to her calculations──...