The Traitorous act

Most noble around the Aetheria come to witness the new Celestial All servants are busy serving the drink and stuff. That girl just stood behind all of them watching the arrival of the Celestial. Lady Karahia shows herself dressing like a holy princess. To the main stage to receive the blessing from the King. But the girl having a hard time.

"i-i can't see"

she began to move to the other side Suddenly someone whispered, turns out it was the archbishop.

"if you want to watch it, go to that room, it toward the second floor"

"I see the archbishop"

without speaking, he walks away

"he might be busy but have time to talk to someone like me"

without wasting any sec he entered that side.

"oi what are you doing here"

"i-i just want to watch the saintess"

turns out that room is the place where the royal bloodline has tea with the temple.

"you know this room is a private area right?"

she looks at his leg.

"what are you looking at, you think I'm helpless too right until can't even walk right?"

That girl seems to be misunderstood.

"n-no I just, just"

"I knew it, I will show you"

he starts to stand on himself.

"I will show you that I'm not weak!"

"n-noo didn't mean to-"

that kid falls to the ground because he loses his balance. She tries to assist him in bringing him to his wheelchair. Suddenly some knight bashes in

"second prince, are you okay??!

"second prince?"

no, that her life is over lol. The surroundings make it look like she is trying to hurt the second prince.

"no I'm not okay, and I never was!"

the temple knight goes to that girl to bring her out.

[SLAAP]

"what have you done, you brat, that a royal you know!"

"I don't know, pls forgive me."

the mental of the second prince is unstable because of his condition.

"i-i don't know, I don't know. stop it, I'm scared."

the second prince saw her being scared, he started to feel bad for her.

"Your Highness, I suggest that we-"

"that girl is innocent, it was my fault that I'm losing my balance myself. and you didn't see anything."

the temple knight seems to refuse to spare her and decides to punish her. But then.

[SHRRAACK]

a black goo coming out from that girl's hand, stabbing the knight multiple times.

"the dark art...protect the second prince! call the backup!."

"she a demon, she may target the saintess"

"no im not I don't know what happen to me, it probably-"

she starts remembering the old man touching her, making her vomit dan hard time for sure ofc idk how to describe it.

"that old man did this to me!"

"now you speak nonesense !"

the temple knight seemed to kill her but was stopped by the Calestial

"hold down, she mean no harm"

"but she killed one of the knight"

"we still cant confirm if she REALLY did that"

"pls, help me , Lady karahia"

"i will, trust me"

the Calestial began to use her divine art on her. but the dark goo starts attacking the Calestial.

"Lady Karahia!!"

everyone now see her as threat and attack her at once .everyone use their art to kill that thing . but some of them killed on the attack of that dark goo. 

"help me, it wasnt me ,someone help me"

meanwhile at some high ground.the sniper start to target that girl head.

"waiting for the order"

"just kill that witch !!!"

"ARRGH"

the girl got hit, her body seem to weaken and the goo disappeared.

"she still alive, end her now."

"you can't just kill the demon with that .you need to burned her down, far away and not leaving the ash"

"understood"

the second prince saw the fight wondering what will happen to her.

"its my fault"

the girl got taken away by the knight to the carriage.far away from the temple and into the woods.

FEW MOMENT LATER

she woke up in the cell, there several other kid also inside it, looks like she being sold to auction house, the guard was supposes to burned her but sell her to get pocket money

At the auction, she was beaten brutally and sold to the highest bidder. Her spirit shattered, she believed her life was over. The buyer was a 26-year-old man named Alaric, a random noble man. Desperate and broken,she attempted to end her life but failed. she know she will become toy once she exist the door.

Alaric, recognizing her despair, made a profound decision.

"it useless to kill yourself now, saintess,that alaric name was just a joke, HAHAHA"

face remind her of a man in the temple 

"it your fault ,all your fault, ALL YOUR FAULT!!, why why you did this to me"

she began to cry,as that man look at her face. he put his palm on her face .He erased her memories, wiping away the pain and suffering she had endured. she woke as a parentless slave child, unaware of her past or the torment she had faced. In his care, she found a semblance of peace, unaware of the holy power that still lingered within her.

"from now on,you belongs to me , and my order are absolute.you can call me Harith"

"say yes master if you understand"

"yes master Harith"

"good, now,you name will be Zinaida"

she now lost her memory of the saintess and start a fresh start a slave for harith

Months passed under Harith's tutelage, and Zinaida's latent magical abilities began to flourish. Each night, however, she was plagued by nightmares—visions of being beaten by knights and bullied by the temple girls. He assured her they were mere dreams, unaware they were fragments of her erased memories.

One night, Harith's anger boiled over. Determined to confront the temple for their cruelty, he ventured there when it was nearly deserted, guarded only by a few knights. With ruthless efficiency, he killed the knight who had sold Elara at the auction. His bloodlust is unsated, Harith sought out the Archbishop, demanding answers.

The Archbishop, cornered and desperate, explained it was a last resort to contain the curse. Enraged, Harith launched an attack. The battle raged, magic and skill clashing violently. Finally, Harith emerged victorious, killing the Archbishop and claiming his ornate staff—a holy relic unaware of its significance.

Time passed, and Zinaida's mastery of magic deepened. As a token of her progress, Harith bestowed the staff upon her, believing it a fitting first weapon. Unbeknownst to him, the staff was the saintess's sacred artifact, stolen from its rightful place.

In a quiet corner of a grand library, a forgotten book lay open on a table. A sudden gust of wind rustled its pages, stopping at a prophecy: "The saintess's staff was stolen by the enemy, but they do not know that the staff of salvation will return to its rightful owner."

Zinaida, now armed with the holy staff, stood on the brink of a destiny neither she nor Harith could foresee. The staff glowed faintly in her grasp, hinting at the power and fate intertwined with her past and future.

"you are my true disciple, Zinaida ."

"yes, Master."

THE END(lol)