I Was Chosen as the Saint’s Husband

133 – Draw (2)

“I’m sorry… I’m glad I didn’t win yet.”

“So… You really want to give me second place?”

Already drawing 20th place, but our room numbers were not called.

Should we say that we won’t be able to get a single one of us at this rate because we’re not being picked and the people next to us are being called out?

It’s not a big deal, but it’s true that I feel a bit unfair thinking that I can’t receive it at all.

I keep staring at the paper, wondering when my number will be called.

I could feel it poking me from behind.

When I turned around, Etheria and Eri-san were standing there.

Mr. Eri was smiling bitterly at me, and for some reason she was pulling Dave’s ear.

What is life like being held captive by her wife?

You’re happy right? Dave…

“Alvin, do you want something?”

“I’m surprised. How long have you two been here?”

“Have I been by your side since before?”

“Really?”

Where did you get it from? Etheria holding a piece of paper with a large meat skewer in her mouth.

Looking at Eri-san holding one, it looks like you can get one around here.

“Maybe there won’t be if you go now. We’re the last in line…”

“Aha…Then I can’t help it. I’ll go home later and ask the maids to do it for me.”

Our maids are ready to serve you whenever you want something to eat.

I can’t be this reassuring.

Right now, the desire to pick up products is stronger than skewers.

The number keeps decreasing, but the impatience in my heart is growing.

“Alvin, are you sure you want a watch?”

“Yes…”

“Do you want me to buy it for you?”

“No. I don’t want to have that much.”

Did a 15-year-old girl seem faithful to her desire to the extent that she offered to buy it for her?

It looks like you can’t tell who’s older than you.

“Dave, I want to go back.”

“Why? It’s about to be drawn for third place?”

“Etheria said she would buy me a watch.”

“Wow… You are treated as a younger person even by younger people… In a way, it’s amazing.”

Dave seems envious.

It’s kind of envy that he is being treated younger by living being obsessed with her older wife…

“Just stay. People don’t see you as 18 anyway.”

“Then?”

“Around 13 to 15 years old?”

Again, the call of the hawk came to my ears.

This time, we have to cut the real salary and use the method to raise Eri’s salary…

“Do you want to die? Wherever you look, I’m 13 years old…”

“Hey, be quiet. I’m calling the 4th prize winner.”

I tried to attack properly this time, but I was stopped.

He sighed and took the paper out of his pocket again.

My reputation is ruined anyway…

*

“The draw event has already reached its end. The 3rd prize is a watch hand-crafted by a master craftsman from the Kingdom of Rolls.”

“How much would this cost in gold?”

“You can think of it as twice as much as our lower priests’ monthly salary.”

“hahahaha, then it looks like this watch is worth 6 gold coins. I win like that, but the difference is 4 gold coins compared to the second-class product.”

“That’s right! In fact, the only mistake I made was focusing too much on the first place when I was looking for a prize.”

Everyone laughed out loud at the chatter of the priests in the event department, which is the organizer of the lottery.

That kind of thing would happen if the first prize was an egg of a fantasy species.

Considering that the 4th place product was a vacuum cleaner, the difference between it and the 3rd place is too great.

I don’t know who the hell planned it, but I don’t think it should be in the events department.

“Okay then, who will pick the third place?”

“Of all the people gathered here, who has the highest status?”

The priests began to look at themselves sparsely mixed.

The high priests and high priests won’t be interested in this lottery.

For the people here, at least the middle-class priest would be in the highest position.

“Priests?”

“If you overlap, someone with a faster jockey can come up.”

I called the sound amplifier once again, but no one came up.

Since no one came up, a staff member who appeared to be a priest went up on the podium and whispered to the two hosts.

Could it be that the priests are shy and no one wants to go up?

It could be…

To be honest, even if it’s like me, I can’t go up because I’m shy.

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Perhaps the emergency meeting was over, the staff wearing the priestly uniform went downstairs.

The moderators held the sound amplification device in their hands again.

“Ho… Is your wife’s mama here by any chance?”

At first it sounded like a small sound, but it soon became louder with the sound amplification device.

Then people started looking back or to the side to find me.

“Hey, I think I’m looking for you.”

“I’m a low-ranking priest…”

“The status of a consort takes precedence over that of a priest! Don’t you know?”

Dave pushed me to the podium, hoping that the lottery would proceed quickly.

Did you know that you just accumulated 2 stacks with an action?

Still, I had no choice but to go up to the podium.

As I walked up the stairs slowly, I felt ashamed at the applause I heard for some reason and lowered my head.

“Ugh… That’s embarrassing.”

“Nice to meet you, Mrs. Ma. If you don’t mind, could you help me with the lottery?”

“It’s okay… It’s okay…”

I should at least meet the winner of the 3rd place present.

And it will make me feel my regret for not winning the product.

“Then, please say hello to our dormitory priests and priests.”

“Hello everyone. I’m Alvin Helenes, your one and only Jaring.”

Until a while ago, applause overflowed and the peaceful atmosphere changed at once.

After receiving my provocation, the senior priests and fellow classmates began to boo.

“Whoever gets his hands on the third-class watch will be very happy. It’s what I was aiming for…”

“hahahaha, come to think of it, there’s a rumor that collecting watches is a hobby of your husband’s mama.”

“Yes, that’s why I didn’t want to come out, but now that I think about it, I thought it would be fun, so I came out.”

“Then I must give a present to my wife who made that decision!”

The presenter gave a signal, and the priest behind him came out with a box.

Usually in events like this, the presenter would give presents to the contestants who drew the lottery.

It must have been a gift like that.

“I’ll give a special gift like 3rd place to my wife! Now applause!”

However, a completely different gift from my imagination was contained in the presenter’s leaf.

The box the staff brought was a beautifully crafted wooden box that Dave would go crazy for if he saw it.

That box looked similar to the box containing the expensive watches Stella gave me.

However, the sense of luxury is slightly above this.

Even if I didn’t know much about boxes, I knew this.

“I…Is it really okay to take it?”

“Yes, because it was originally a gift for this event.”

I was so thrilled that I felt like crying right away, but if I cry here, I’ll be called Mrs. Crybaby from tomorrow.

I somehow held back and accepted the box with both hands.

“For your information, we plan to present prizes to the winners of the 2nd and 1st prize draws. The 2nd prize is a cash voucher, and the 1st prize is not an Illusion Egg, but a very valuable magic tool.”

Looking at the box now, I noticed that it had a label that said it was a special event participant product.

It doesn’t seem like it was an impromptu event to look good on me.

Ah… Who the hell is planning such a wonderful event?

Although he is the wife of a saint without authority, his desire to praise that person is like a chimney.

“Now then, who will be the owner of a watch like his wife’s? Now, father’s mother, please take out a piece of paper from the box in front of you.”

“Let’s see…”

I put my hand in a box with a glass front in preparation for suspicion of manipulation and stirred it.

I already got what I wanted, so I quickly pulled it out and went downstairs to check the watch, so I took care of what was in my hand.

Then he pulled his hand out of the box and opened the folded paper.

Let’s see…

“Room 306……”

“Room 306! The winners come out soon!”

Does this make sense?

I tried to turn it upside down to see if I was holding it upside down, but it still couldn’t be read properly.

The piece of paper I picked up right away clearly says number 306.

Isn’t the previous host also reading #306?

“Room 306! Isn’t there?”

“Hey host?”

“hahahaha, I’m sorry, Mrs. Mama. You’ll have to pick one more time…”

“No, I’m in room 306…”

“Yes?”

“Here’s the paper…”

He showed me the application paper that I had crumpled up and put in my pocket.

There was written 306, my dormitory number.

The presenter’s expression when he saw the paper was…

Is this possible? Could it be that there was manipulation without his knowledge?

How much do you want to suck the ass of a man named Mrs. Mama? There was a lot of writing that seemed to say.

Of course, it wasn’t really written.

That’s how it looked in my eyes.