Chapter 84: The Saintess Is Just Too Adorable—Fine, I’ll Let You Sleep Here for a While!
Chapter 84: The Saintess Is Just Too Adorable—Fine, I’ll Let You Sleep Here for a While!
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“You really don’t know about this, do you? So neither Veya nor the Pope let you in on the plan.”
The offhand remark nearly made Rennie lose her composure right then and there.
She stared at him, wide-eyed, as Lin Wei muttered under his breath, half to himself.
“I suppose you’re trustworthy enough, but your rank is just too low. So it’s inconvenient to tell you, huh?”
“It’s not like I’m asking Commander Meilin to escort the supplies, either. Anyway, since you don’t know, it wouldn’t be appropriate for me to say any more.”
No doubt that useless Pope is also worried about dragging her trusted subordinates into a mess.
Since that’s the case, there’s no need for me to involve her further. As long as she’s reliable, she can serve as a messenger just fine.
After sealing the letter, Lin Wei handed it over with a smile. “If you’re curious about what’s going on, why not go back and ask the person you trust most—the Pope, or maybe Miss Veya?”
“The rest of what I need is written in the letter. Once you get any updates from the market, please be sure to pass them on to me as soon as possible, Miss Rennie.”
“The Pope and I are about to set something big in motion, so I’ll thank you in advance for your hard work!”
An invisible aura of authority seemed to ripple silently through the air.
Rennie’s hands trembled as she accepted the envelope. Faced with such a blatant, face-to-face provocation, she could practically see an angry symbol pop up on her forehead!
Outrageous!
This guy is just too much!
The Pope is scheming something in secret with him, and I—the secretary—am kept completely in the dark?
That’s absolutely unacceptable, especially now, when the Holy See is in chaos and trustworthy people are so few.
It was precisely because of this that she’d chosen, unwaveringly, to stand by the Pope she so revered.
She wanted to be that one glimmer of trustworthiness in a murky world—the Pope’s guiding light. In the end, she dreamed of leaving her mark in the annals of the Holy See: a tale of “the great Pope and her most reliable, most trusted aide.”
But now… things had come to this!
This utterly ordinary, run-of-the-mill adventurer—
This was basically being NTR-ed! I’ve been demoted from the Pope’s most trusted secretary to a mere messenger!
“What’s wrong, Miss Rennie?”
For some reason, Lin Wei suddenly sensed a dark, ominous energy pouring off her in waves.
He was probably just imagining things, but it almost felt real.
“Nothing. I’m heading back to the Holy See,” Rennie replied, taking a deep breath and forcing down her emotions as she turned to leave.
Even so, she would devote herself to the Pope without hesitation. Only in this way could she live up to her faith and her role as a devoted aide.
Even if I’ve been NTR-ed, I’ll still serve the Pope for all to see!
That’s my life’s declaration!
“Oh, alright… Well, goodbye then, Miss Rennie. And don’t forget to pass along any news from the market.”
With a frosty expression, the secretary strode off, almost as if fleeing in defeat.
Honestly… she really does seem reliable, but why do I get the feeling there’s something oddly off about her?
Can’t quite put my finger on it. Still, she’s pretty interesting, that’s for sure.
“Ah, whatever—no need to sweat the details. The secretary’s gone, so it’s about time for you to come out, Saintess.”
Clapping his hands, Lin Wei stood and made his way toward the bedroom. The room looked the same as always—nothing out of place, except there was no sign of Yalis.
“Hm?”
He glanced around in confusion, then quickly noticed a slight rise in the silk coverlet scattered atop the bed.
Reaching out, he lifted the thin blanket, and sure enough, the missing Saintess reappeared before his eyes.
Soft and delicate, Yalis lay quietly on the bed, her features serene in the unique tranquility of sleep. Her small hands were tucked neatly at her sides, clutching the edge of the sheet.
Her meticulously groomed golden hair spilled like a waterfall across the pillow, and her gentle, rhythmic breathing made her every bit the picture of a noble young lady—no matter the angle, she was flawless.
Wow… her girlish charm is off the charts.
Was Veya like this too, back when she was still a girl?
Lin Wei couldn’t help but wonder. Faced with such an adorable sight, he couldn’t resist reaching out his hand.
He pressed his palm gently to her cheek, then gave it a light poke.
“Wake up, Miss Yalis. Time to head back.”
“Mmm…”
Half-asleep, Yalis vaguely felt someone kneading her cheek.
Her sleepy eyes fluttered open, and the first thing she saw was Mr. Lin Wei, smiling down at her.
“Did I fall asleep…?”
She should have been able to say that with much more spirit.
But her groggy mind left her voice soft, sweet, and a little muffled.
“Sorry, Mr. Lin Wei… I’m just so tired.”
Yalis closed her eyes, exhaustion written all over her delicate face as she murmured softly.
For some reason, even though it was just an ordinary bed, once she lay down, she simply couldn’t bring herself to get up. It was as if even the air itself carried a gentle, lulling scent that made her want to drift off.
“Lately, the Pope’s been piling on so much coursework. On top of that, I have my regular lessons at the academy—it’s just too much to handle at once.”
“And then there are the noble etiquette classes my family arranged… Just a little longer. Let me sleep a bit more before I go home…”
Does the Pope really not understand people’s hearts at all, working her little Saintess this hard?
Lin Wei couldn’t help but chuckle as he watched Yalis doze off mid-sentence. Even as the Duke’s daughter, she was caught up in the endless grind.
“Miss Saintess, you really should be more careful when you’re alone with a man, you know.”
“Lucky for you, I’m not a bad guy. Otherwise, you’d be in real trouble.”
He squatted beside the bed, gently poking her cheek as he observed her.
Her lips were a soft, rosy pink, and even in her youth, her features were already strikingly beautiful. Add to that her graceful figure and dazzling golden hair, and with her naturally gentle, well-bred air, it was no wonder anyone would be tempted to try their luck with her.
“Mmm… Mr. Lin Wei wouldn’t hurt me,” she mumbled.
“You even promised to treat me to something delicious last time. Will I get to eat it when I wake up?”
“I’ll… I’ll pay you back, I promise.”
Help!
The Saintess is just too cute!
Ever since coming to this other world, I’ve always felt like something was missing—and it’s definitely the presence of a little sister. If she were my sister, I’d absolutely have spoiled her rotten from the very start!
“Well, what am I supposed to do with you? Guess you can rest here at my place for a while.”
Come to think of it, I did promise her something tasty the last time we met. Too bad we ran out of time and ended up going on that adventure instead. But since there’s no rush today, I suppose I don’t mind whipping up some dinner.
“If I remember right, Miss Saintess is a huge fan of those greasy, salty dishes—the kind that’s completely unhealthy but tastes amazing?”
He glanced at the sleeping girl, her face finally relaxed and peaceful.
At this hour, Veya shouldn’t be coming back anyway.
“Might as well make a little dinner. Consider it payback for all the help she’s given me.”
That’s what Lin Wei told himself.
After all, he was always taking advantage of this pure-hearted Saintess. If he didn’t start making it up to her, he really would be the villain of the story.