I Married a Grand Duchess After Becoming a Saint Candidate [Western Fantasy]

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East is a candidate to become a holy son of the Church. But on the eve of the selection, he discovers the Church's evil side. Convinced that the Church has fallen into corruption, East packs his bags and sneaks away in the night.

Unfortunately, on the run he encounters Grand Duchess Abigail, said to be the person in the empire who hates the Church of Light most. East used to dislike her too, but now he looks at her as if she's family.

He immediately goes up to her and says, "I was wrong about you before. I'm sorry. But now I've seen the Church's true colors. From now on, we're brothers, no, sisters!"

On her way back to her territory, Abigail encounters a candidate for holy son of the Church. She had planned to make use of him and then casually send him on his way.

But when the little holy son looks at her with a compassionate expression and says, "God loves all people, but the Church doesn't," she thinks: He's kind of cute. What should I do?

She can't bring herself to abandon him, so she takes him home. And then she gets herself into a huge mess. The little thing follows her around every day, begging, "My lady, please make sure they have enough to eat! My lady, please build them a house! They're so pitiful, sob sob."

What's more, the little thing is always stirring up trouble. The territory doesn't have enough people to keep up with all his schemes, and every day she frets over what to do about the labor shortage.

But little by little, the territory grows more and more prosperous, while her archenemy, the Church of Light, keeps running into bad luck. Well, she might as well keep him around!

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Also known as: Transmigrating with a Cell Phone

The day she picked up Alden, Sheena finally accepted a harsh reality: the reason she'd transmigrated with a cell phone that still worked might be that Heaven was trying to make up for the gap between her intelligence and that of other transmigrated heroines.

So Sheena took a long, hard look at herself. She read and memorized every account of transmigrators' lives she could find on her phone, and came to one conclusion: in a situation like hers, she had to know how to cook. As long as her food tasted good, life couldn't be too bad.

A new Central State tavern opened near the docks in Grot City. The owner was a young woman, accompanied by her younger brother.

But wasn't Central State cuisine a luxury only nobles could afford?

Golden, delicious egg fried rice, meat-stuffed flatbread loaded with black pepper, spicy and fragrant rabbit, and all kinds of mouthwatering aromas that made your fingers itch to reach for a bite. Add a glass of foamy beer, and somehow it all looked even more tempting than the delicacies on a noble's table.

Sheena had only planned to make a little money, but her tavern gradually became a gathering place for sailors and seafarers, a landmark of Grot City, and a must-visit spot for tourists.

It wasn't as if nobody was jealous, but whenever someone came looking for trouble, the young boy she'd taken in out of kindness would shield her. "Don't bully my Sheena."

Theme: If your heart turns toward the sun, can you find the light even without believing in the God of Light?