“Yeah.”
“……”
She was silent, but it was clear she wasn’t convinced. Understandably, for Hilde, it was already commendable that she didn’t respond with self-deprecation like, “Someone like me?”
Generally, faith requires evidence. The same goes for self-confidence, but some people struggle to find that evidence on their own. In such cases, a kind person nearby might help, but Hilde Marcelion had been extremely unlucky.
“Shall I help you regain your divine power?”
“……Is that possible?”
Her eyes widened again. She’s so cute when she does that.
“If you want, I can do it right now.”
“R-really?”
“Yeah. Though there’s a small price to pay.”
“A price…!”
The herbivore-like girl’s face suddenly turned resolute.
“A-anything! I’ll do it. I’ll do anything.”“It’s good to be determined, but you should hear what it is first. Don’t want to get scammed.”“But you’re a saintess…”“I’m not your typical saintess, you know. Anyway, to avoid misunderstandings, I’ll tell you upfront. The…