Annabell frowned. “Aren’t you afraid the Church and Royal Family will find out if you hide me here? Charles was possessed by the Great Demon God. In that situation, if I hadn’t killed him, everyone would have died.”
“Of course I know.” Rosalind set down the medicine bowl, her eyes suddenly becoming incredibly resolute, even carrying a hint of morbid possessiveness.
“But they don’t need to know the truth. Those foolish mortals only know how to measure you by worldly rules. They are not worthy of judging your greatness.”
Rosalind suddenly grabbed Annabell’s hand and pressed it tightly against her own cheek, her eyes infatuated.
“Lady Annabell, it’s wonderful that you’ve decided to stay and recover. There is no one in this world who can take you from me, not even the Pope, not even the Emperor! You are mine alone…”
“Stop, stop, stop!” Annabell quickly yanked her hand back, forcing a dry laugh. “I’m tired. I want to be alone for a while.”
“Very well, I’ll take my leave now. Please rest well. Call me if you need anything.” Though somewhat disappointed, Rosalind obediently stood up and reluctantly left the room, gently closing the door behind her.
Hearing the click of the door lock, Annabell finally let out a long sigh of relief and collapsed onto the bed. In her idle moment, she thought of Rosalind’s system affection level.
“System! Get the hell out here!”
Taking advantage of the solitude, she finally had time to tally the ultimate gains from her trip to the Ruins. A translucent, glowing blue screen instantly unfolded before her.
Annabell directly opened the affection level list, her gaze instantly locking onto the name at the very top.
[Target: Church of Holy Light Saintess · Rosalind]
[Current Affection Level: Positive 5 (Max Level: Till Death Do Us Part)]
“Holy crap, she’s actually maxed out?!” Annabell gasped.
Though she had known Rosalind was a hidden yandere masochist, jumping straight to “Till Death Do Us Part” was too ridiculous, right? She hadn’t done anything—just beaten her up and tossed her a potion as an afterthought!
But shock aside, when Annabell saw the “Ultimate Character Exclusive Max-Level Chest” glittering on the system panel, all her complaints instantly turned into ecstasy.
“Forget whether she’s a masochist yandere—anyone who drops loot is a good wife! System, open the chest all at once!”
[Ding! Since Rosalind is a hidden ultimate character with extremely high affection, opening your exclusive gift pack for you…]
[Congratulations, Host! You have received: Supreme Battle Mage Gift Pack!]
[Obtained Ultimate Magical Device: Seven Mithril Floating Blades!]
[Obtained Supreme Forbidden Spell: End Sword Array!]
[Obtained Passive Skill: Aurora Sword Technique!]
Seeing the top-tier rewards glittering gold across the screen, Annabell was so excited she almost jumped off the bed.
“Holy crap! Jackpot! I’m really rich!”
This top-tier battle mage gift pack quickly replenished Annabell’s combat power. It not only compensated for the mage’s weakness at close range but made her combat power even more terrifying than before!
Seven mithril floating blades, thin as cicada wings and emitting a faint blue glow, materialized out of thin air. Under Annabell’s mental control, they silently wove and danced through the room like seven nimble little snakes.
Outside the door, Rosalind, because she could monopolize and care for this proud mage, was immersed in rare sweetness and happiness.
“Lady Annabell… is now sleeping in my bed… wearing my clothes…”
Rosalind frantically replayed the scene of feeding her the potion in her mind, feeling her soul trembling with excitement.
“So happy… I really hope your injuries never heal, so I can monopolize you forever…”
Over the next two days, Annabell lived a veritable “caged bird” life in this secret hideout. The warm afternoon sunlight streamed through the window lattice into the room.
Rosalind was carefully preparing a life recovery potion for Annabell, immersed in a warm and tranquil daily routine. Just as Annabell was forced to open her mouth and drink the potion, a flurry of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.
“Lady Saintess! Something terrible has happened!” A trusted subordinate of the Church reported with a panicked expression.
“It’s… It’s Captain Leon of the Church’s Holy Knight Order! He’s brought Temple Knights and forced his way into the hideout!”
Rosalind’s gentle expression instantly turned cold. “What does he want?”
“Captain Leon says… he came specifically to visit you under the pretext of investigating the Royal Family tragedy.”
Leon had always claimed to be Rosalind’s fiancé. Rosalind’s eyes flashed with undisguised disgust. She turned to Annabell, said a few words of reassurance, then pushed open the door and walked out.
Just as she reached the hall of the hideout, a young man in ornate silver armor strode up to her.
“Oh! My dear Rosalind, seeing you safe and sound puts my mind at ease!” Faced with Leon’s ingratiating approach, Rosalind’s attitude was as cold as ice.
“Captain Leon, please show some restraint. Spit it out. What are you really here for?”
The smile on Leon’s face gradually faded, and a shadow of suspicion and jealousy flickered in his eyes. “Rosalind, I hear you’ve been hiding someone in your room for three whole days, guarding that room without leaving it.”
Leon forcefully drew his holy sword, his jealous possessiveness instantly blazing. “Which wild man is hiding in there?! Today, I demand to search the room!”
To protect the weakened Annabell, Rosalind refused to back down. “Leon, I’m warning you. Take one more step forward, and even if it means a fight to the death, I will never let you defile that door!”
Just as both sides were at daggers drawn and conflict was about to break out, click—an extremely soft sound of a door opening, and Annabell pushed the door open and walked out.
When he saw this stunningly beautiful girl with heterochromia appear, Leon was dumbfounded, his hand holding the holy sword frozen in midair.
“An… Annabell?!” Then he unexpectedly stepped forward, his expression extremely excited!
Annabell was a bit confused. She had only come to help Rosalind out of a jam—after all, the girl had been taking care of her, and it hadn’t been easy. But who was this guy? Why was he so excited to see her?
“Miss Annabell, I’m Leon! We met when we were kids! I’m the heir of the Marquis family! Forget that good-for-nothing Young Master Charlotte—marry into our family instead!”
This sudden turn of events dumbfounded both Annabell and Rosalind. Did this guy mean to switch sides on the spot?
Furious beyond measure, Rosalind’s face was dark as water, and she completely went berserk. She directly used the holy sword technique to send this lecher flying.
Boom!
Accompanied by a deafening crash, Leon, like a cannonball that had been launched, smashed straight through the hideout’s heavy door.
Annabell was so angry she laughed. The sent-flying Leon shot into the sky like a rocket, and as he flew, he angrily declared that he would not give up!
“Miss Annabell—! I, Leon, will not give up—! Wait for me—!”
Annabell watched the distant little black dot, then looked at the panting Rosalind beside her, and finally couldn’t help but burst out laughing.