After eating and drinking her fill, Ainola let out a cute little burp.
Both dishes on the table had been completely finished by her alone, leaving only empty plates on the table.
However, Ainola was still a girl after all. She did leave one bowl of white rice from Anderson’s portion.
She truly couldn’t manage that last bit.
“Delicious.”
“You’re still talking about how delicious it is? Hurry up and run.”
Spark sighed, expressing helplessness at Ainola’s carefree attitude.
“What’s the rush? I’m going to the kitchen later. I must cook a meal to properly thank Anderson.”
However, Ainola was writing a note, her expression calm as she spoke.
“Don’t worry. As long as I don’t bump into Anderson himself, I can even swagger right out of here openly.”
Hearing Ainola speak with such confidence, Spark was obviously not very convinced.
But the former just stood up and declared confidently.
“Look at you, all worried and on edge. Watch closely, there’s a technique to infiltration. I’ll demonstrate it once.”
After saying that, Ainola walked out of the bedroom door. She made no disguise, performed no concealment, and just walked out directly and openly.
***
“So… you, a group of Temple Knights, just watched that person walk out right before your eyes?”
Before Anderson, a group of Temple Knights hung their heads low, wishing they could shrink their entire heads into their necks.
“I was just out buying something for a moment, and you let the person escape. The other party even walked right out from under your noses openly… This can’t even be considered a simple dereliction of duty anymore, can it?”
Anderson held his head. By now, he had already finished venting his anger at these rather useless knights. This was just the post-incident inquiry.
Anderson also admitted to himself that he had miscalculated. The discipline of the Temple Knights here was far from as strict as in Hail City.
“You know my temper. I generally don’t curse at people, but the explanation you’ve given me is just too absurd.”
Michel truly hadn’t expected that the young woman was a prisoner Anderson intended to take back to Hail City, not some young woman for shady dealings, nor a future princess.
But now, he was suffering in silence, unable to speak out.
Who could have imagined that the other party would even walk out right in front of a group of Temple Knights without the slightest disguise?
It could be said that at the time, everyone had only one thought: this young woman is so confident and righteous, there must be a reason for it.
So naturally, no one dared to block her path.
However, no matter what, this was still a major mistake. So Michel took the initiative to volunteer.
“Your Highness, I have already placed the entire city under martial law and sealed the city gates. Rest assured, that young woman is now just a turtle in a jar. We will capture her very soon.”
“I hope so.”
Anderson let out a heavy sigh. He didn’t think these Temple Knights could catch Ainola.
Otherwise, back in the day, Hail City wouldn’t have been thrown into such a panic by this assassin.
So rather than trusting the Temple Knights, it was better to put in more effort himself.
At the very least, Anderson was certain that currently, the only person who had ever caught the “Red Sparrow” was himself.
After this reflection, Anderson walked into the bedroom.
The room still held a faint trace of a young woman’s milky fragrance. He sat down at the table, looked at the messy dining table, and in his heart, he wished he could hang Ainola up and give her a good spanking.
‘This brat didn’t even spare the chicken leg from my bowl.’
This single remaining bowl of white rice made Anderson’s already bad mood even worse.
At the same time, he also saw a note left on the table.
Without a doubt, this should be another masterpiece left by Ainola.
Anderson opened the note. It read:
“To the Peeping Tom Prince Anderson, the food provided by your subordinates was extremely delicious. Therefore, with a heart full of gratitude, I have left you this letter.”
“To express my thanks to you, I have specially prepared a new dish for you from the kitchen. Right under this bowl of white rice, there’s also a big chicken leg~ Of course, you needn’t worry about me poisoning it. I wouldn’t use the same trick twice.”
Upon reading this, Anderson’s first reaction wasn’t gratitude, but vigilance.
Based on his understanding of Ainola, this bowl of rice definitely didn’t harbor any good intentions.
Either it was drugged, or after he scooped the rice aside, he’d find something like a firecracker inside the bowl.
So Anderson carefully picked up his chopsticks, moved the white rice aside, and found… there was nothing like a firecracker underneath the rice.
He checked several times with his magic, but Anderson didn’t detect any toxins.
Holding onto his stubborn disbelief, Anderson finally decided to take a small taste to try it.
Anyway, with his constitution, ordinary poisons couldn’t really do much to him.
After taking a small, tentative taste, Anderson was instantly stunned.
It wasn’t poisoning or anything… but… it was delicious. Very delicious.
He had never seen Ainola cook before. Could this brat actually cook?
As for why Anderson was certain it wasn’t made by the kitchen staff.
The reason was simple. He had tasted the food made by the people here. It was nowhere near as delicious as this chicken leg curry rice.
And only Anderson knew that Ainola liked spicy food. This dish had a hint of spiciness.
So all signs indicated that this dish was made by Ainola.
‘What in the world…’
This time, Anderson took a big mouthful to savor it. Sure enough, it was just as delicious.
While eating, Anderson didn’t forget to use his magic to check his body. The moment he detected anything abnormal, he would immediately put down his chopsticks.
However, everything was normal. It was as if Ainola had genuinely had a pang of conscience.
‘The note said there was a big chicken leg too?’
Anderson rummaged through the curry underneath and quickly found a chicken leg.
Since everything he had eaten so far was fine, Anderson confidently bit into it this time.
Then… he expressionlessly, numbly, put down this so-called “chicken leg.”
Anderson remained silent, grabbed a bottle of water, and chugged it down fiercely. After catching his breath a few times, he cursed angrily.
“Ainola, you call this piece of ginger a chicken leg??”
***
“Achoo…”
Having long since escaped the mansion, Ainola let out a cute sneeze.
She rubbed her little nose and muttered.
“Who’s thinking of me?”
“I’ll bet it’s the Prince you just tricked.”
Spark recalled Ainola swaggering into the kitchen, carefully selecting a piece of ginger to cook a meal for Anderson, then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, delivering the meal back to the bedroom before turning around and leaving the mansion.
During this entire time, not a single knight dared to step forward and ask what was going on. Perhaps Ainola’s expression management was just too calm.
That swaggering demeanor was exactly like that of an arrogant little princess.
If you didn’t know the truth, you really would have been fooled by her.
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