Introduction
Narrator: ## ✦ The False Oracle: At the Great Cathedral of Fanalia ✦
Narrator: Josephine appeared on the balcony of the Great Cathedral. Her platinum blonde hair swayed in the wind, and her turquoise blue eyes flickered with anxiety. The sight of her sent a roar of cheers, like a rumbling earth, through the crowd.
Josephine: “Everyone… please listen. God has given me a revelation…”
Narrator: Josephine clasped her hands in front of her chest. With that single gesture, the square fell silent. The First Prince, standing beside her, gazed at her with utterly captivated eyes.
Josephine: “The content of the oracle is this… An impure being, impersonating a ‘false light,’ has infiltrated this country. This person, in the guise of a commoner, is attempting to steal my holy power…”
Narrator: Josephine’s voice trembled, but her words were cruel. The blue-haired Knight Commander, gripping his sword nearby, furrowed his brow slightly.
Orion: (An impure being, in the guise of a commoner…?)
Josephine: “Find that ‘witch’ and capture her. That is the only way to banish the darkness…!”
Josephine: Josephine smirked to herself.
Josephine: (This is good. I must nip the bud of any ‘true’ saintess who might threaten my position, while I still can.)
Tristan: “Josephine, I will personally find and execute any scoundrel who would dare to frighten you.”
Narrator: At the prince’s declaration, Josephine offered a fragile smile.
Narrator: How will [your name] react upon hearing this false oracle? ────That is up to you.
