Everyone thinks that a summoned Saintess must be radiant and noble, pure and immaculate, able to illuminate all things and save the world.
Until they actually summon one: a max-level necromancer.
One second before the game servers shut down, Laska broke through level 100, becoming the first max-level player in the world.
She thought her chuunibyou, lonely journey as a necromancer had finally come to an end. Who knew that the next moment, she would open her eyes in the middle of a solemn, sacred cathedral, hailed by the entire empire as its "savior"!
Beneath the towering dome, holy light streamed down as hundreds of light mages bowed to her in unison. "We pay our respects to the Saintess!"
Laska: ...
Laska: Saintess? Who? Me???
Warning:
A whole lot of men and women, human and otherwise, have one-sided crushes on the female lead, but the outline only has one pairing.
This is not a stock-picking romance!!!
Theme: Spreading hope
