A night of bitter fighting. Aililan got up holding her waist.
As for the culprit saintess, she had already slipped back to her own territory before dawn like a cat that had stolen fish, and she also took a letter from Aililan. It was a confidential letter for Nidria, the Saint of Humility.
The Church is a whole. The saintesses are even closer than sisters. Aililan did not want to play hero and use the power of the Fifth Wing to single-handedly resist the entire Orc southward invasion. Because a war on the scale of millions would be a catastrophic disaster.
The content of the letter was also simple: she hoped Saintess Nidria would quickly end the matter of the Maritime Hegemony, and then dispatch the fleet to land on the coast far behind the Orc lines, to pull the rug out from under the Orc King’s throne.
In the afternoon, Aililan called Theresa over and told her about the matter.
“What, godmother?”
“What? You’re dissatisfied? Lady Zuoyi was already the famous Sword Maiden of the Holy Land at your age, and of extraordinary status. If Saintess Lizberu hadn’t gone to ask, you wouldn’t have even caught her eye.”
“No, no, no, I’m not dissatisfied. I just… Can I really do this?”
“Don’t sell yourself short either. Of course, it’s best if you achieve something so you don’t embarrass her.”
“I definitely will.”
“Alright, put on that outfit later. I’ll take you to the Investigation Bureau.”
“Do I have to wear it all the time from now on?”
“You don’t need to wear it when there’s nothing going on. It’s just to make an appearance. And that outfit has great significance.”
“I understand.”
Theresa changed into the outfit. When she followed Aililan out of the room, Yarandale took one look and was a bit stunned. It took a while before she snapped out of it.
Others might not know the origin of that outfit, but she, as a maid from the Holy Land, how could she not know? That was the attire used by the handmaidens who served the Saintess of the Previous Generation. And those who were once confidants of the saintesses and are still active now are very few. But there is one common point. Their status is definitely not low.
‘Who could it be?’
“Miss Theresa, your outfit…”
“My godmother gave it to me.”
“May I ask who your godmother is?”
Aililan walked by and raised an eyebrow slightly, saying, “Yarandale, you’re asking too many questions today. I don’t recall teaching you to pry into other people’s backgrounds, do I?”
Yarandale flinched and lowered her head in fear, saying, “Please forgive me, Saintess. I just saw Miss Theresa’s outfit and lost my composure.”
“Be more careful in the future.”
“Yes.”
Aililan added, “Theresa’s godmother, you must have heard of her. It’s Zuoyi.”
Yarandale’s eyes widened, and she exclaimed, “It’s Lady Zuoyi…”
She paused. Afterwards, the way she looked at Theresa became much warmer than before. Zuoyi was a maid by origin, naturally on the same side as Yarandale and the others. So Theresa was no longer just a blind girl. In Yarandale’s eyes, she was already a true comrade.
Aililan thought for a moment and instructed, “Go inform Grandmaster Fina Nisi, and have her accompany me to the Investigation Bureau.”
Yarandale said respectfully, “Alright.”
Inside the Order of Chastity Knights. Fina Nisi felt very frustrated. Recently, with the Grand Infrastructure in Atester City, she had no chance to get close to the Saintess.
Even Betiliana, who in the original game could be easily seduced, was now avoiding Fina Nisi like the plague. After all, the story of them fighting over the vice-captain position was well known in Atester.
And when she tried to get close to the Elven Princess, the princess looked like she wanted to avoid her, even saying things like “show some self-respect” and “don’t like associating with unclean people.”
“How am I unclean?”
“What did I do wrong?”
Fina Nisi thought: ‘I don’t understand.’
But in fact, the Elven Princess’s disgust largely stemmed from the fact that she had personally witnessed Fina Nisi messing around with two elderly elves.
Elf appearances rarely change. But that kind of rotten aura is immediately obvious to an elf. Imagine: a man who says he likes you and wants to court you, but secretly goes to bed with women in their sixties or seventies. Can you still look at him with respect?
“Greetings, Grandmaster Fina Nisi.”
Yarandale came over and greeted her.
“Oh, Head Maid? Why are you here?”
“I am conveying the Saintess’s order. She wants you to accompany her to the Investigation Bureau.”
“What? The Saintess wants to see me?”
“Yes, please go quickly.”
“Do you know what it’s about?”
“I am just a little maid. Please don’t make things difficult for me.”
Yarandale walked out.
Fina Nisi, on the other hand, grew excited. She had forgotten how long it had been; she never expected Aililan would want to summon her. Actually, many times she even fantasized that it would be great if the Orcs directly breached Atester City.
Then she could play the hero. Support the collapsing mansion. Turn the tide against the current. Then she would restore Atester City, drive out the Orcs, and capture the Saintess’s heart. What a perfect script. As for how many people would die if the city fell… So what? What did it have to do with her?
After carefully dressing up, she hurriedly went to find the Saintess.
At the entrance of Frazier Manor.
“Saintess—”
Fina Nisi called out cheerfully, but as she got closer, her eyes suddenly went wide. Because beside Aililan stood a stunningly beautiful girl. She wore a black veil over her eyes, clearly a blind girl. And she looked very familiar.
Fina Nisi remembered.
‘Is it her?’
It was the girl who used Outer God power that she had been desperately searching for, the one she had met in the Slums that day. Fina Nisi had been wanting to find an astrologer to locate the blind girl. But she had never been able to fulfill that wish, and later she got bogged down with various affairs.
Fina Nisi suddenly became somewhat polite and said, “This beautiful miss, who are you?” Her words did exude the chivalrous demeanor of a knight.
But unfortunately, the two women didn’t appreciate it. One was the Saintess who knew her character well. The other was a blind girl who could distinguish good from evil. Even though Theresa couldn’t see, she could feel Fina Nisi’s hot and filthy heart hidden beneath her appearance.
“Hmm, ahem.”
Aililan cleared her throat and introduced, “This is Sword Maiden Zuoyi’s goddaughter, named Theresa.”
Fina Nisi subconsciously froze, and then noticed the maid attire that Theresa was wearing. That was attire from the previous era, now extremely rare. And Sword Maiden Zuoyi…
‘That’s the handmaiden of the Seven Regents.’
“No wonder!” It was as if a light bulb went off in Fina Nisi’s head, and she suddenly understood what had happened that night. No wonder someone could withstand her strike. However, that wasn’t quite right either.
Although Sword Maiden Zuoyi was powerful, that was only relative to ordinary people. She herself had touched the God-Forbidden Realm and obtained the supreme ability “Ultimate Strike.” So far, she had basically one-shot her opponents.
Throughout the entire Church, perhaps only someone like Lizberu could achieve a mutual kill with her at a great cost. Of course, if the saintesses joined forces, she might be killed on the spot. But the reason a strong person is strong is that even if they can’t win, if they want to escape, the others can’t stop them. Instead, she could cause unimaginable destruction in the shadows.
‘Wait.’
‘Could it be the Seven Regents?’
‘The Seven Regents have been watching this place all along. I knew there was no way the Holy Land would let Aililan come out for trial experience alone. So the highest attention has been on us the whole time.’
Fina Nisi fell into a misunderstanding. Then her expression became unnatural. She thought, if the Seven Regents had been watching this place all along, then the things she had done…
Hiss.
She felt.
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