Faced with Sikira’s question, Anderson fell silent.
Of course he couldn’t let go of Ainola.
For one, Ainola was really cute, and she fit his tastes perfectly.
On the other hand, after spending so much time with her, it would be abnormal if he didn’t have any other thoughts.
So, after hesitating for a moment, Anderson nodded and said.
“I really can’t let go of that girl.”
After hearing Anderson’s answer, Sikira clicked her tongue and said.
“Why hang yourself on one tree? Besides, you told me before that she’s already missing. You should have given up long ago.”
“The day before yesterday… I met her again. She’s not dead.”
In the five months since Ainola disappeared, Anderson had been worried that this troublesome princess might do something stupid like trying to die.
Just as she had said before, her mission and revenge were complete. If she died, then he would never get the antidote in his life.
So during those five months, Anderson was terrified that Ainola might take that scorched-earth attitude and just leave.
Thankfully, he met her again.
That little nuisance was alive and kicking, and she seemed well-fed.
“Is that girl named Ainola really that great? To have the Prince of the Glory Empire so bewitched?”
Sikira hadn’t seen a photo of Ainola, so she had a hard time imagining what kind of breathtaking beauty could make Anderson so obsessed.
“She…”
Anderson recalled Ainola’s looks, roughly described her, then said.
“In short, she’s very cute.”
After hearing Anderson’s description, Sikira thought of a very fitting term.
“Oh, I get it. You’re a lolicon.”
“…”
Anderson was silent for a while, then immediately said in a serious tone.
“I don’t think I am.”
“Fine, fine, just don’t break the law knowingly. Is she an adult?”
Hearing Sikira’s question, Anderson thought for a moment and replied.
“She’ll be eighteen after her birthday this year.”
“Then you two are quite compatible.”
Anderson wasn’t that old either—just around twenty. A two-year age gap wasn’t an issue.
The problem was that Ainola’s body type didn’t look eighteen at all.
“But Anderson,” Sikira calmed down and asked, “Since you like this assassin Ainola so much, what will you do after you win her over?”
Facing this question, Anderson thought for a moment and said in a sinister tone.
“I’ll definitely hang her on a five-speed electric fan and spank her ass hard.”
“Wait… isn’t your way of pursuing someone a bit off?”
***
Meanwhile, Eleanor had already finished cleaning Anderson’s room. She sat on the edge of the bed and sighed.
“I’m exhausted. Now I have to serve as Anderson’s maid. This is worse than my previous job.”
At least before, after she finished cleaning the front courtyard, she could go home and sleep.
But now she had to stay here all day.
And the worst part was there wasn’t much money.
Eleanor looked gloomily at today’s schedule.
“The nun pays the same wage, so why am I doing more work now?”
But for now, she could only mutter to herself. During the day, Spark rarely came out.
By the time Eleanor finished today’s work, it was already 7 PM.
The good news was that after cleaning up today, tomorrow’s work should be lighter. That was a silver lining.
After wiping off her sweat, Eleanor threw the broom to the ground and said in despair.
“What’s the difference between me and Anderson’s personal maid now?! This is a scam!”
“The difference is, if you were his personal maid, you’d also have to prepare the bed-warming service.”
Spark’s sarcasm was as sharp as ever. When she came out, Eleanor picked up the broom from the floor and said.
“I haven’t paid my rent this month.”
Eleanor collapsed onto the sofa, as limp as a salted fish.
To that, Spark said.
“Then earn some money. You’re a top-tier assassin. How can a little bit of rice stop you?”
“It actually can.”
Eleanor’s stomach cooperated with her words by letting out a pathetic gurgle.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a moment, and Spark could only cover her head and say.
“Alright, I suggest you find some part-time work, or you’ll eventually starve to death.”
Eleanor wasn’t a resident here, so she couldn’t eat the cafeteria meals for free. To eat, she had to pay.
Or she could wait for Anderson to come back and mooch off his food.
But based on Eleanor’s experience, Anderson wouldn’t return until at least 10 PM.
If she waited for him, she’d be starving by then and might even faint on the floor.
Fortunately, the all-capable Spark found a way to keep Eleanor fed.
After analyzing the situation in Wording City, she said.
“There’s a Magic Academy here. Mages often post requests for collecting materials. Since you have free time now, why not go check it out?”
“Good idea.”
Eleanor pulled herself together and headed toward the Magic Academy.
However, there were both open and hidden commissions here.
Following Spark’s instructions, Eleanor arrived at the door of an abandoned sports equipment room at the academy.
She pushed the door open and entered, only to find a completely different world.
The warehouse, which should have been dusty and desolate, was filled with masked people in black robes.
The commissions here were also strange and varied.
There was even a request to buy used stockings and panties worn by girls.
The asking price was ridiculously high.
“A pair of used panties for 200 gold coins… double the price if you have a personal photo?”
Eleanor stared at the commission on the wall, completely dumbfounded and unsure what to say.
“What?”
Spark crossed her arms and asked.
“Are you going to sell them?”
“Pfft!”
Eleanor rolled her eyes and said with disgust.
“Would I make myself uncomfortable by selling that? No matter how poor I am, I won’t lose my ambition.”
As Eleanor spoke, it seemed someone recognized her voice. That person hurried over and whispered so only the two could hear.
“Excuse me, are you Sister Eleanor?”
Hearing that the other party had recognized her identity, Eleanor was a bit surprised. Just as she was about to say something, the masked girl spoke first.
“It’s like this, Sister Eleanor. I want to commission you for something.”
“Go ahead.”
Eleanor looked at the other party cautiously, while the latter fidgeted for a moment before saying.
“This matter is related to the Chief Justice, and you’re the only one who can do it. So… please help me.”