As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

The girl's blue eyes were calm and firm, like the unshakable sky, reflecting the boy's astonished expression.

Chapter 66: The End of the Tool Man

This was the first time that the usually well-behaved little maid opposed his opinion so directly.

Roy had thought that Alice would rebel, and even thought it was a good thing for her to have her own ideas and no longer be bound by her identity as a maid.

But I didn't expect that even if the little girl put aside her identity as a maid, she still wanted to protect herself stubbornly.

Doesn't this mean that nothing I say can be refuted?

No matter what, we have to respect Alice's personal wishes.

Roy rubbed his forehead and sighed helplessly, but a warm feeling arose in his heart.

I really don't know whether it was raised well or badly.

Alice is a kid who always puts herself first.

"I understand what you mean. I retract the preface. You haven't done anything wrong."

Alice's expression brightened: "Master..."

Even if she was scolded or hated, it would not shake her determination to protect Roy, but it would still be better to get his recognition.

“But I feel the same way about this.”

"Ugh?"

Roy held the girl's shoulders, looked at her delicate face, which was no longer childish, and said gently, "Before you became a maid and a candidate for the Saint, you were just a girl."

"As a girl, you should take better care of yourself, right?"

"...?!"

Alice was stunned for three full seconds before she realized what the other person was saying. Her originally calm heart suddenly rippled violently, and her whole body trembled.

"Master, Master, what do you mean..."

"It has nothing to do with my identity as a master or a saint's guard. Just like Alice wants to protect me, I also want to protect Alice."

Roy asked, "If I get hurt, Alice will definitely feel bad, right?"

"Of course!" Alice felt a pang of pain in her heart just imagining that scene.

"Really? If Alice was hurt, I'd feel the same way." Roy smiled knowingly.

Roy lowered his head and pressed it tightly against the girl's forehead.

At a distance where they could feel each other's breath, the black and blue eyes were buried in each other's faces. The boy said softly: "So, promise me that you will cherish yourself and never let yourself get hurt again, okay?"

It turned out that he had been watching himself.

It turns out that he has always cared about himself.

Neither a maid nor a candidate for saint, it turns out that in his heart, I am also a girl worthy of protection.

The suppressed longing flooded my heart, and my heart beat so fast that it almost burst out of my chest.

How could I refuse this...

If opposing Roy's order was Alice's best effort, facing the boy's tender and sweet request, Alice was so weak that she couldn't even resist.

The sunset glow crept onto the girl's face. Alice finally nodded slightly, and replied in a voice as soft as a mosquito's hum: "Yeah."

"Alice promises you."

Roy then rubbed the girl's face with satisfaction: "Very good."

"Of course, I understand how you feel."

"So from now on, whoever is stronger will stand in front, and the other person is not allowed to object. Well, now my bloodline is higher in level, so you just have to hide behind me."

"Ok!"

Alice had already sunk under the boy's dark eyes. She responded lightly and buried her head softly in the boy's chest.

Let the colors of the sunset spread across your face.

However, neither of them realized that they were not the only two people in the world.

Whether it was the knights and monks who were in charge of the protection or the assassins who were arrested, they all felt ashamed at the sight of the two people being intimate with each other in the messy ruins.

No, you guys are too nervous, aren't you?

This is an assassination scene, not a cozy place for you to show off your affection. Can you please respect our profession?!

A monk couldn't help but say: "Lady Theresa, isn't their relationship too..."

"Lady Theresa?"

The man turned around and found that the "Holy Nun" had disappeared at some point.

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Dark alley.

The distorted light and shadow rushed at a speed that ordinary people could not even notice.

Mad Mad Mad Mad!

[Chameleon] covered the charred scar on his shoulder, his eyes were cracked and he was extremely angry.

The information provided by the East Continent is not reliable at all!

Sequence 6 [Iron Blood]? A fucking [Iron Blood] would play with fire?!

Thanks to his agility, he wasn't even hit head-on, but was just grazed, and lost half his life.

After just one strike, [Chameleon] realized that he was no match for his opponent and didn't dare to stay any longer.

Moreover, he was able to sense his murderous intent at the critical moment and respond immediately. Not to mention a young nobleman, even an experienced knight might not be able to do it!

This not only requires life-and-death experiences to develop a sensitivity to murderous intent - this is not an uncommon quality for first-rate transcendents.

But that saint guard was more like a high-ranking politician who had extensive experience in assassination attempts, and he remained calm in the face of danger!

You're not a prince or princess, how can an ordinary person have so much experience in being assassinated?!

Outrageous!

Regardless, the assassination attempt failed.

But it was only the first time.

Hatred and anxiety did not diminish his determination.

[Chameleon] is not without experience in assassinations, and this attack is just the beginning.

However, just as he was about to escape deeper into the alley, a holy light slowly emerged.

The soft and beautiful woman in a snow-white nun's robe stood there, like a divine light, dispelling the darkness of the alley.

It was as if as long as she was here, it was a church emitting peace and tranquility.

However, Chameleon's expression changed drastically.

It's not just because the holy light suppressed his bloodline ability, causing him to reveal his original form.

Moreover, he was too familiar with the person in front of him.

One of the [Six Heroes] who saved the world, the true controller of the White Harbor Church, a high-level transcendent, [Saint Sister] Theresa!

It was also the terrifying existence that he had the misfortune to encounter in the past and had to fight hard to escape from!

"You, why are you here?"

Theresa held her face in her hands and didn't answer directly. She just sighed: "Alas, actually I should thank you."

"The appropriate sense of crisis and tension is like a seasoning that can only highlight the sweetness between young men and women."

"It's a pity that I have to take care of you and can't witness this sweet moment with my own eyes."

[Chameleon]'s eyes widened: "You... were there?!"

At this moment, he really wanted to dig up the client's ancestral grave.

Damn it! You didn't tell me about such an important matter when there was a high-level transcendent in charge? Do you want to kill Alice or me?!

From the very beginning, he had no chance of success!

“Wait, wait a minute…!”

"No wait."

Theresa exuded maternal radiance and smiled softly, but her hand fell mercilessly.

"After the sweetness of youth, you're no longer useful, okay?"

The holy light suddenly appeared.

The wall of light fell like a meteorite.

Even though the Chameleon fled at the fastest speed, it was still swallowed up by the vast holy light and completely crushed by the thick wall of light.

After doing all this, Theresa's face suddenly fell, her shoulders slumped, and she bit her fingertips without any image of a nun.

"Alas, I can't see them kissing in person, it's really a pity..."

Chapter 67 Kiss?

She is not a maid, nor a candidate for saint, but is treated as a girl by Roy.

She had almost lost hope, but then she received recognition from Roy. The sudden surprise made Alice completely dizzy.

Since then, Alice has been drifting away.

It was not until I returned to the room, took off my clothes, and took a shower that I finally woke up a little under the splash of water.

The naked blonde girl walked through the mist in the room, sat in the bathtub, and wrapped her arms around her knees.

Have I taken the first step towards conquering my master?

Rounding it off, this is already a win!

Thinking of the boy's tender and affectionate gaze at that time, and thinking that in the near future, she might also be looked at by him with that kind of eyes like them, Alice couldn't help but hug herself tighter, and her tender toes curled up.

Even her fair face felt hot, exceeding the water temperature.

However, according to several relationship veterans, it's not over yet.

The witch Lyanna's suggestion was so absurd that even Alice thought it was ridiculous, and she was interrupted on the spot by Charlotte and others.

But only the last suggestion was approved by Charlotte and the others.

It seems that they all do this to their masters.

Then I should follow their example and take this last step.

Recalling Lyanna's sincerity and sweetness at that time, Alice stood up from the warm water and clenched her fists shyly but firmly.

"The last step of the date. If you're sure he feels for you, when the atmosphere is right, give him your most precious gift—"

After a while.

Alice, wearing a simple bathrobe, walked out of the bathroom barefoot.

Roy habitually helped her dry her wet blonde hair, trying not to pay attention to the delicate skin half-exposed under the loose bathrobe and the pleasant fragrance like iris.

Then he lay down on the bed with Alice.

Turn off the lights and go to sleep, and the beautiful day ends here.

This has become a daily routine that Roy is somewhat familiar with.

At first, Roy thought that the White Harbor Church was really shabby with only one room, but now he felt fortunate to be able to spend the entire day with Alice.

Thinking back to the girl's appearance throughout the day, whether it was cool, cute, brave, or expressing her true feelings, Roy's heart was slightly restless.

Although she was the girl he had been with for a long time and he was very familiar with her, Roy felt that she was inexplicably more attractive than before.

Or, I have always been...

No no no no no.