A Saintess, but a Combat Type

[My next book is Saintess, Why Are You the Villain? The blurb is at the very bottom. Please add it to your want-to-read list. Thank you.]

"Good day, Mr. Unknown Heretic. May the light be with you. Perhaps I should offer you a cup of tea?"

The wide brim of the man's hat hid his face. A courteous lady who had just arrived promptly tied him up in a bundle.

Nineteen years after the corruption was sealed in the Abyss, the Saintess of Light, Landea, was still steadfastly on the front lines of the fight against heretics.

Born in the slums, she had grown up with neither money nor power.

All she had was one worthless life to throw into the fight.

An ignorant, fearless nobody comes knocking to provoke her? Crush him!

A Dark Envoy she can't stand, but can't beat for now? One day, she'll take him down!

She'd dealt with everyone in sight, so why was there still a false god lying low and watching from the shadows? She'd pluck out its eyeballs and see how it liked that!

Onlookers: "...Wait, what just happened? Was that person... No, hold on! Your Holiness..."

"Your Holiness, look out!"

Landea cut off the head of the demonic beast trying to ambush her.

Onlookers: "...Huh?"

"Your Holiness, we should take our time and discuss this..."

Landea frowned, gathered a few people, and hacked her way out of the encirclement.

"Th-this... Saintess..."

The onlookers stared with their mouths agape. Just as they thought the world had been pacified, Landea actually messed up.

Her mentor then forced her into seclusion for two years to cultivate her character.

Her legend continued to spread across the land.

But on her very first day out, a heretic who had infiltrated the capital called her a fake and mocked her to her face.

Landea: ...?

#Life is so dull. Cosplaying as myself will liven it up#

Have I lost my edge, or have you gotten too cocky?

She had two choices

A: Arrest him.

B: Beat him up.

So Landea chose to beat him up, then arrest him.

#Since you say I'm cosplaying, I might as well go all in#

What? You say this guy seems pretty powerful?

Landea spread her hands. "Sorry, I'll take care of the false god behind him too."

(Note: This is the first book in a series. You can follow the author's page for future installments. Each book has a complete story of its own, so you can read them independently.)

Reader's guide:

1. My take on Western fantasy, with a touch of the Cthulhu Mythos and a touch of ensemble cast.

2. The pacing is slow at the beginning.

3. There are lots of detailed battle scenes, spanning three to seven chapters at a time, about ten to twenty thousand words. Please think carefully before reading if that bothers you.

4. I drew the cover myself, so there are no copyright issues.

Coming next: Saintess, Why Are You the Villain?

Landea woke up one day with amnesia.

After asking around, she learned that the continent had once been plagued by corruption. The two gods of Light and Darkness had long since sealed it in the Abyss, leaving only their disloyal false gods and followers to make trouble. They were no threat to anyone.

The good news: She was the Saintess of Light, a divine spokesperson with countless followers.

The bad news: She discovered that her true identity was that of an impostor sent by a false god. She had been posing as the Saintess to break the seal and unleash corruption upon the world once more...

Theme: Your fate is in your own hands.