Chapter 29: Godfather
“Everyone, I bring very good news.”
The morning after Lady Hestia staggered out of the office with a heavy gait—
“All of you will be glad to hear that the Saintess has finally decided to join our plan.”
Aside from Sasha, who had collapsed after carrying food all night, and Alfred, who cleverly excused himself by volunteering to nurse her, the rest of the senior members—Lunelle and Parsha—had been summoned back to the office. With a broad smile, I delivered the good news.
‘The expenses were steep—if this had failed, I’d be in deep trouble. Glad it worked out.’
Between the dwindling finances of House Ringaarden, Sasha working herself to the bone until nightfall, and the noble sacrifice of my father’s beloved wine cellar, it had come at no small cost.
Still, success was success. I felt like raising a toast to it.
‘Not that it matters... Parsha’s going to multiply our fortune anyway. No need to worry.’
Even if funds for future operations were running dangerously low, I had Parsha on my side.
“So, are we storming the Academy right away?!”
Just as I turned to gaze fondly at Parsha, she raised her hand high and threw out a rather ominous question with sparkling eyes.
“Haha. We’re not going to conquer the Academy, Parsha. We’re just taking the Saintess to the Hero.”