Becoming the Wind of Grandir ~The Socially Disabled Saint Who Got Fired from Her Party, But She Holds No Grudges and Enjoys a Slow Life~

“Sara Rostem! As of today, you are expelled from the party!” There was no grandiose event, and I signed the dismissal notice that was presented to me. The reason for my dismissal was a love affair with Al, the leader of the party. It was a shame because it was a pretty good workplace, but I was a grown adult (around 30). I quietly received my retirement money and said goodbye to the friends who had taken care of me for the past three years. I kept the fact that I was a saint from another world a secret until the very end. “Well, I guess it can’t be helped now that I’m fired. I’ll go eat some delicious fish in the east.” As I continued on my carefree journey, I rescued a traveler who was being attacked by a monster. One of them was Roy, who had beastman blood. The other was Elf blood …