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Because of the panacea, I, the saint, am no longer needed... Sorry, but I was the one who created that panacea.

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"I'm breaking off our engagement!"

Now that the panacea has been created, I, the Saintess, am apparently no longer needed.

Those words you said about marrying me, the time we spent together... was it all a lie?

I no longer care what happens to the world.

Nobles are the worst. I'll become just as bad.

I can't bring myself to do anything in this state.

I'm even giving up my hobby of potion-making!

...Wait, the thing I made for fun was *the* panacea?

The mind-controlling potion that's been trading at high prices recently?

...Huh, I made that too.

The rejuvenation potion.

...Yep, that was also me.

Was I the one responsible for throwing the world into chaos?

Well, my bad, I guess.

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