Yarandale swore.
She truly hadn’t intended to stand at the base of the wall to eavesdrop. It was simply out of her duty as a maid; fearing that the Saintesses might have some need, she had to be there so she could respond immediately.
As for who was more impressive?
They were both incredibly impressive, of course.
The sounds coming from the room became more pleasant by the moment, the waves of noise rising one after another.
As expected —
“Yarandale.”
The Saintess’s voice called from within the room.
Yarandale paused for a moment before lightly knocking on the door.
“Come in.”
When she entered the room, the two Saintesses were chatting leisurely. As for the messy bed… some little maid must have been lazy and failed to tidy it up. How loathsome. As the Head Maid, she would have to give her a proper scolding.
Yarandale lowered her head and silently gathered the sheets and bedding. She never left these items for others to handle; she would wash them personally to be at peace.
‘Is the roof leaking?’ she cursed inwardly. ‘It must be the mason’s fault.’
Before long, the room was fitted with a clean set of sheets and bedding. The two Saintesses could finally rest in peace; they would surely have good dreams tonight.
However, both Saintesses were in high spirits, their faces glowing with a healthy flush, and they didn’t seem to be in a hurry to rest.
“Head Maid.”
Yegeerlinai suddenly spoke, pointing a finger at her.
Yarandale immediately bowed her head, adopting an air of listening to instructions. “I am the Head Maid to the Saint of Chastity.”
“Your name is Yarandale, right?”
“Yes.”
“You are quite good.”
“Thank you for the praise, Diligence Saintess.”
“Come with us for a moment.”
“Huh?”
“Did you not hear me?”
“No… I mean, if you need help, should I call a few more people?”
“That won’t be necessary. You alone will do.”
“Yes, as you command.”
The two Saintesses and the Head Maid walked together into the depths of the estate’s secret chamber.
Yarandale wasn’t afraid of the three of them going together. On the contrary, being close to the two Saintesses was a supreme honor — though, of course, she knew such a thing was impossible.
The secret chamber remained as it was, though the traces of the Succubus’s former imprisonment were gone.
Yegeerlinai chose a room and took out a Space Scroll, producing a large number of precious materials from it.
Yarandale was somewhat confused. “You are…?”
Yegeerlinai didn’t look up, speaking as she set things up. “I’m going to construct a Single-person Teleportation Array here. From now on, no one is allowed to enter this secret chamber. Do you understand?”
Yarandale immediately guaranteed, “Please rest assured, Diligence Saintess. No one besides me will enter this place. All cleaning work will also be completed by me alone.”
Yegeerlinai couldn’t help but laugh, praising her sincerely. “I really admire this maid of yours. If the Saint of Chastity ever doesn’t want you, you can come find me. I’ll make you my head housekeeper.”
Aililan rolled her eyes from the side. “Diligence, are you poaching people right in front of me? It’s just a head housekeeper position; it’s not like I won’t give it to her.”
Yarandale kept her head low. However, her slightly trembling hands betrayed her inner excitement.
The head housekeeper for a Saintess was the closest of confidants, a position below one person but above 10,000 others. In the future, even if she were posted elsewhere, she would start at the rank of Bishop. After gaining experience, she could even become an Archbishop, a powerful official governing a whole region.
Once upon a time, she had been just an ordinary little maid, no different from the others outside. Who could have thought that when the previous Head Maid suddenly resigned, she would be promoted to the position?
‘Always be loyal to the Saintess,’ Yarandale swore silently in her heart.
A maid’s power came from the Saintess, just as a eunuch’s power came from the Emperor. Only the stronger the Saintess was, the more noble she could become.
2 hours later.
It wasn’t until the horizon began to turn white.
Yegeerlinai wiped the sweat from her forehead and sighed in relief. “The teleportation array is finally finished. If you miss me, you can come find me anytime, or… should I come find you?”
Aililan nodded. “Either is fine.”
Yegeerlinai handed a key to Yarandale. “When the teleportation array is activated, this key will react. You should know what to do.”
Yarandale nodded in agreement.
After a short rest, Yegeerlinai prepared to leave.
“I have a lot of matters to attend to at the Second Wing.”
“Leaving already?”
“What? Do you still want more?”
“Stop it, it’s already dawn.”
Yegeerlinai stepped forward and gently cupped Aililan’s cheek.
“Then I’m going…”
A long kiss followed.
*Huu…*
*Huu, huu…*
She stepped onto the teleportation array, and white light flashed.
“I’m really leaving.”
The figure vanished.
Aililan wiped the corner of her mouth as if nothing had happened. As for the Head Maid… she was one of their own; it was fine to act as if she didn’t exist.
Yarandale still kept her head lowered. She simply felt that the two Saintesses were truly a bit crazy. She even had a faint feeling that if they did something right in front of her one day, it wouldn’t be surprising.
In short —
She hadn’t seen anything, and she knew nothing.
—
Aililan took half a day off to catch up on sleep.
It wasn’t until the afternoon that she headed to the Rinzheng Tribunal for work. Just as she was preparing to handle military affairs, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs sent an urgent secret letter.
Aililan opened it, her brow furrowing slightly.
‘The Elf Queen… wants to see me?’
She searched her memory carefully and realized she had never had any dealings with that Queen. If there were any, it was only some contact with the Elven Princess.
As for the issues the Princess had raised, Aililan didn’t believe the high-ranking members of the Elves didn’t know how to solve them. It wasn’t that they didn’t know; they just weren’t willing.
Because to save the Elves, there had to be a thorough top-down reform — even a revolution against their own interests.
But was that possible?
The Ministry of Foreign Affairs staff member asked somewhat nervously, “Saintess, are you going to meet her?”
Aililan thought for a moment. “Where is the location? If she wants me to go to the Elves’ territory, then forget it. I cannot easily enter their domain.”
The other party replied, “It’s right at the border, the intersection with the Elves.”
Aililan nodded. “Then let’s meet.”
After all, the other party was the nominal highest existence of the Elves, and there was no bad blood between them. There was no reason to refuse.
Furthermore — she never did anything that would result in a loss. Perhaps she could even reap some benefits.
Aililan summoned several top Governors and arranged to postpone all upcoming itineraries and meetings.
Military Chief Gareyas was on high alert. “Please rest easy, Saintess. I will deploy at least 5,000 soldiers to the border to be ready to support you at any time.”
Aililan waved her hand. “No need to be too nervous. It might be a good thing.”
Gareyas said in a heavy voice, “Just to be safe.”
“That works, too.”
‘The Elf Queen…’
She was a character who had only been seen in the plot. Compared to the Elven Princess, she possessed a few more touches of maturity and charm.
At least — ‘The character art was quite good.’