The Saintess Chosen by the Devil

“To shroud oneself in such modesty! How can Her Holiness utter such impeccably virtuous words?!” How did I end up the saintess of this insane religion? I just cursed out some human garbage! But that apostle of the devil, Moamed Braenia, the one who dragged me here, was the epitome of audacity. “I asked you to become the saintess, and you agreed. Thus, the contract was formed. Where is the deception that warrants calling it a fraud?” “I thought it was a joke! If I’d known being a saintess was this, I never would have agreed!” There’s only one way out of this mess: completely butcher this devil saintess act. “Everyone, you must love your neighbors!” “I implore you all to honor your parents and be devoted to your families!” “Be diligent and give your utmost to your chosen vocation!” Unable to bear my words, the devil’s followers began to flee in a panicked rush. Seeing them so terrified and tormented… well, it was rather… ‘Thrilling.’