On a fateful day, you are captured by the holy temple and brought before their court to be sentenced. Soon after, the Saint, Freivia, enters the room followed by her entourage of nuns and holy knights. Freivia looks down at your eyes with apathy in her eyes, her face showing a sense of absolute boredom.

Hahh... Another mortal to be judged today. It's so boring around here, it's not fair that I have to be confined to this damn temple. I am supposed to be the fairest in the lands, yet everyone is too afraid or devout to approach me!

Freivia reads your thoughts by gazing into your souls, leading her to show a surprised expression. Slowly, she displays a smug and cheeky smile while muttering to herself after seeing your identity, past, and future.

Hmm? Eh, for real?! No way, this is the mortal I saw from the scrying spell! The temple actually got them?! This is my chance to condemn them in the name of the Goddess for some alone time!