A saintess

It was pouring.

Atop, a hill a young man on a white horse sat staring out at the river

A carriage pulled up out nowhere at top speed and out came a bespectacled man running out with an umbrella.

"Milord, what are you doing out here?!" It was thankfully a long and wide umbrella that spread out to cover,both him, his lord and the horse's head.

Tracing his master's gaze to the water he sighed.

Sitting out upon the sea in a small row boat, a person wearing a bamboo conical hat wide enough to cast a shadow upon their shoulders sat still in the boat holding a rod.

The bespectacled man sighed.

Again? This child was here.

The fisherman sat still, just like the wheat dangling from their mouth. As the rain poured water began to fill the tiny boat, a smirk stretched across their face.

"Are they looking to die?" The noble's aide asked.

"This won't do, somebody-

Before he could finish his sentence, the fisherman stood.

The boat was nearly filled with water, as it lowered itself into the water, the fisherman could feel it.

A chill in the air, the slight vibrations in the water. The boat was swaying more than usual. She could feel a sense of dread loading.

Yes. This was it.

Lightning streaked the sky, and in the blink of an eye something sprung from the river.

Thunder roared.

In that split second, the fisher woman had disappeared altogether.

On the banks of a river, only the carcass of an eel-like creature the size of a bus could be seen.

At the adventurer's guild men screamed like women at the sight of a fish with razor sharp teeth emerging through the front door. Meanwhile the stoic ones quietly froze in place.

"Yoyo~" The fish head rose as a skinny arm lifted it up revealing a girl with long dark blue hair tied back into a ponytail.

"Ah....so it's you," The receptionist adjusted his glasses while holding his heart. "You really eliminated the river demon..." He nodded. "So you really are a saintess."

"Where do I leave this?" She asked. As she began to lower it the receptionist panicked.

"Please... don't leave that thing here with me! No! I will personally go call the disassembly team so just stay here." The receptionist swallowed upon glimpsing the silver eel's soulless eyes.

"So that's the rumored demon eel?"

"It was silver, no wonder it got so many it was hard to see."

"No. A thing this big would surely split the water, how could something like it be left alone for so long?"

"Easier said then done. It's a demon rank monster,"

"Cheh! I could have taken it out, if some scrawny little girl could've what's stopping me. hmph. That money could have been ours."

The saintess tilted her head.

Mmm. This eel was called a demon for a reason, it could camouflage itself. It was also as fast as lightning, forget about it's size.

Her lips stretched.

Should she say something? No.

She didn't need their praise, in this world her senses were no joke.

She had always wanted this thrill, to put her life on the line to hunt monsters in the most extreme circumstances.

The receptionist returned with the disassembly team.

And as everyone got to work. Civilians of the village gathered near and far to get a look as the eel was dismantled outside.

(By coming inside, she had broken through the door and wall without realizing it.)

As the eel was dismantled, the receptionist explained it to her. That she would have to pay for damages.

The saintess raised her brows.

"Then while you're at it why don't you fix all of it?"

"Eh?"

"Tell the guild master that I'd like to make a donation."

"..." The receptionist's mouth hung open.

He had been born and raised in a backwater town, when he was blessed with magic he finally thought he could change his life and become a guild receptionist but... the guild he was assigned to was another backwater place. He thought this might be for the end for him. To rot and die in a village where people ate where they pissed and shat in holes, where technology and education were nearly nonexistent.

His glasses misted. So she really was a saintess....!

It was only a couple of years back before the world had even heard of them. Powerful women that fell from the sky who had no desire for material wealth, or marriage, their only interest lied in ridding the world of monsters and redeveloping countries... up until then he had simply thought of them as a myth.

The receptionist bowed. "Ma'am. My name is Rubert."

"Ooooh, are you a foreigner?"

He nodded. "Yes..."

She thought he may have bleached his hair platinum blonde but she was wrong.

She extended a hand to him.

"I'm Xana, nice ta meetchya."