“Of course I know.”
Ainola scanned the room, trying to locate the key.
The problem was, she genuinely didn’t know what the key looked like or what shape it was.
She had just acted on impulse, deciding on this infiltration.
Now it seemed, as Spark had said, she hadn’t done enough groundwork beforehand, and now she was paying the price.
After searching the room for a long time, Ainola still couldn’t find the key.
“Tch, where on earth is it hidden?”
Ainola had practically turned Anderson’s underwear drawer inside out, but the key remained elusive.
Instead, it was Spark who suddenly spoke up, tense.
“There are footsteps at the door! Be careful, someone’s coming.”
Hearing Spark’s warning, Ainola immediately looked around, searching for a place to hide.
But the places to hide in Anderson’s bedroom… to say there weren’t many would be an understatement.
There were absolutely none.
There was no wardrobe.
The bed was solid.
The only possible hiding place…
“I can’t possibly hide under his blankets!”
“Good news, it’s not Anderson. It’s a servant. Just figure out a way to keep her from coming in.”
Relieved by this news, Ainola let out a sigh, but it wasn’t over yet. The crisis wasn’t averted. Knocking sounds were already coming from the door.
“Your Honor the Judge, I’ve brought the supper you requested. May I come in?”
The servant outside seemed to know Anderson was out. She knocked symbolically on the door, then took out a key, preparing to open it and bring the supper inside.
Spark naturally heard the sound of the key entering the lock and hurriedly urged, “That servant is coming in!”
At that moment, Ainola had a flash of inspiration and seemed to think of a good idea.
She lowered her voice, letting out a very coquettish, spoiled sound.
“Ahh…”
The sound she made wasn’t loud, but it was definitely heard by the servant outside the door.
Outside, the little nun who was about to enter the room froze, her expression stiffening.
She didn’t know whether to put down the tray of food she was carrying or to walk in.
For a moment, she was at a loss.
Noticing the movement outside the door had stopped, Ainola increased her efforts, using a voice that was both resistant and carried a hint of seduction.
“Ou… outside… seems like someone’s there… slower… ahh~”
At this, the servant carrying the supper blushed. She quietly placed the supper by the door, then covered her mouth, turned around, and ran.
It was clear the commotion inside the room had given this young girl, only fourteen years old, quite a shock.
After she left, Spark, who had been holding it in for a long time, finally spoke two words.
“Fucking awesome.”
“Piece of cake. As an assassin, this is the most basic ability to improvise.”
Ainola coughed lightly twice, easing the blush on her face, and said,
“Lucky it wasn’t Anderson coming back. Spark, you help me look for the key too.”
And so, one human and one spirit began rummaging through everything non-stop.
***
Some time later, Anderson also returned to the rear courtyard of the church.
Having just finished a busy day, he stretched.
“Today was exhausting as usual…”
Normally, Anderson would have a servant bring over some supper, enjoy a nice meal, and then go to sleep.
Today was naturally no exception.
Anderson entered the residential area, and then he saw the little nun pacing anxiously near the dining hall.
“Loya?”
“Eek!”
Upon hearing her name called by Anderson, this poor little servant immediately straightened her posture. She flusteredly covered her ears and said,
“I didn’t hear anything, I didn’t hear anything.”
In the mind of this pure and adorable little servant, Anderson was undoubtedly here to hold her accountable.
She had also heard that among nobles, it was common to take servants to vent their inner desires.
Her current thought was that Anderson was here to threaten her not to talk about these matters, or perhaps… he wanted to drag her inside for a passionate rendezvous!?
Although Loya was only fourteen, she was quite clear about matters between men and women, so she immediately begged for mercy.
“Your Honor the Judge, I was wrong!”
But seeing Loya like this, Anderson was utterly confused.
He scratched his head, puzzled, and asked,
“What are you wrong about?”
To Loya, these words were no different from questioning her, “What exactly are you wrong about?”
She trembled, not daring to utter a single word.
Anderson thought she had forgotten to bring the supper to his room, so he comforted her.
“It’s alright, it’s okay if you forgot. Isn’t that why I came to find you?”
“Eek!”
Loya shrank back, saying fearfully, “You’re talking to me?”
“Who else would I be talking to?”
Anderson was both amused and exasperated. He was trying to make Loya understand that even if she forgot the supper, he would come find her for help, so she shouldn’t worry too much about it.
However, to Loya’s ears, it sounded completely different.
Combined with the soft moans she had heard earlier from the room, her face grew even more panicked.
“Yo… Your Honor the Judge! I’m only fourteen years old, that kind of thing is not allowed! Your Honor, you can’t break the law!”
Hearing this, Anderson couldn’t hold back. He had to admire Loya’s imagination.
He then explained helplessly,
“I just came to ask you about the supper. What are you thinking?”
“Ah…”
The terror in Loya’s eyes vanished, replaced by a dazed expression. “But… Your Honor the Judge, aren’t you here to settle accounts with me? I really can’t warm your bed!”
“Pfft!”
Anderson nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.
He was currently living a life of abstinence, didn’t she know he didn’t have that ability?
He needed to find Ainola quickly. He absolutely had to get the Antidote’s whereabouts from her mind, otherwise, this life was unbearable.
“I won’t make you warm my bed. Look at me, a dignified Judgment Executor, upright and incorruptible. How could I do such filthy things?”
“B-but Your Honor, you were clearly… clearly doing that man-and-woman love thing in the bedroom just now? That girl’s cries were really too… from the sound of her voice, she seemed underage! Waa~”
By the end, Loya even covered her little face, too embarrassed to continue.
“…Huh?”
Now Anderson was dumbfounded.
It took him a full five seconds to react. He slapped his thigh and said,
“Oh no!”
With that, without another word, he hurriedly sprinted towards his bedroom.
If he wasn’t in the bedroom, how could those sounds possibly come from there?
Someone must have broken into the bedroom, trying to get the key to the secret room.
But if it were a normal assassin, Loya would have been silenced long ago. How could they have left her alive?
Very young, female, target is the Eye of Wite.
And very principled, doesn’t kill innocents indiscriminately.
Anderson thought of one person.
“Ainola?!”