Chapter 48: You Stole My Clothes and My Body, Now You Deserve My Wrath!

Taliya was furious, absolutely furious— unparalleled in her rage!

After finishing her midnight snack, she had planned to sneak off to find Kun’er, then, by “accident,” slip into his bed, and then, by another “accident,” let things get a little out of hand, and finally, by yet another “accident,” let all sorts of unspeakable, harmonious things happen.

Who could have imagined that her clothes and Saint Relic had been stolen by some little brat at some point?

What she could never have expected even more was that this thieving cat had even set her claws on her woman.

“This is intolerable! If the tiger doesn’t bare its fangs, do you really think I’m just a sick cat?!”

Taliya’s pupils were bloodshot, and she let out a furious low growl.

The veins on her forehead bulged, her face twisted in rage, and the powerful aura of a hero erupted from her at 1000%.

She would defend her love to the death.

Enya was not to be outdone either.

The corners of her smiling eyes tensed one after another with purplish veins, the veins on the back of her hands bulging angrily.

She was like a rampaging bull on stimulants, her whole body turning red-hot, steam practically rising off her.

She silently set the well-behaved Kane gently on the ground. She pulled a pair of white gloves onto her fair hands, then smiled coldly, killing intent in her voice:

“Put a beggar in dragon robes, and you really think you’re a king now, little brat~.”

“Who are you calling a beggar, you thieving cat!”

With a furious shout, Taliya leapt forward, raising her fist, tearing through the wind like a hidden dragon emerging from the depths, and struck heavily at Enya.

Enya, with grace, drew the black-and-white twin swords on her back, using both swords to easily counter Taliya’s fists. At the same time, she didn’t forget to taunt:

“When I draw my second sword, what was it again? Oh right, no one can stand before me, right? Now that both swords are drawn, why aren’t you running yet? Does a hero go back on her word?”

“Oh, sorry, I almost forgot. Since you don’t have your swords, I guess you can just talk nonsense all you want.”

“Sorry, my mistake, I shouldn’t have made fun of you.”

“You?!”

Taliya’s face turned red, neck bulging, nearly choking on her own breath.

She wanted to shout back, but as she opened her mouth, she realized everything the other said was true.

A strong sense of defeat and helplessness welled up in Taliya’s heart.

Helpless, Taliya could only turn her anger into strength, gradually increasing the force of her blows. She wanted to prove herself with her own power.

And facts proved she made the right choice.

As the hero chosen by fate, even without her Saint Relic, Taliya was an existence blessed with cheats.

In the shortest time, she adapted to Enya’s fighting style and began to gradually suppress her.

Enya frowned slightly, realizing this as well. If this dragged on, a battle of attrition would be very disadvantageous for her.

Enya had to get Kane out of here as quickly as possible.

Just as she was about to use the black-and-white twin swords— her Saint Relic— as bait and throw them out, she suddenly noticed that, at some point, two more figures had joined the battle.

It was none other than the Black-robed Person and Princess Vanessa, who had started fighting at the very beginning.

Even more unexpectedly, the Black-robed Person’s target had switched to Taliya.

The Black-robed Person was actually helping Enya.

Who was she? Why was she helping her? Before Enya could figure it out, Princess Vanessa’s figure flashed right past her eyes.

Enya sniffed the air, and in the next second, she bristled like an angry, evil silver tabby.

—It was Young Master’s scent!!!

Why did this woman have such a strong Young Master’s scent on her?

Wait a minute, isn’t she Princess Vanessa?

Young Master’s ex-fiancée, and this is the bathhouse. Young Master was all wet just now too. Could it be that they were just…

“How dare you play in the water with Young Master*! I haven’t even done that with him yet. Unforgivable!”

Princess Vanessa: ?!

“Why are you hitting me?”

Princess Vanessa was suddenly attacked by Enya. She quickly defended herself and asked, recognizing her as Kane’s maid.

“I’m hitting you! How dare you steal my and Young Master’s first time!”

In response to her question, Princess Vanessa only got an even fiercer attack.

If others were going to provoke her, how could she endure it?

Princess Vanessa was a strong-willed woman herself.

Faced with such unreasonable behavior, she naturally responded with equally unreasonable strength.

——Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

——Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The battle instantly escalated again.

Kane hugged his knees, trembling in a corner, watching the flashes of lightning, bursts of fire, and ice colliding with fire all around.

He could no longer tell who was casting spells anymore— his eyes had lost all their sparkle.

“It’s chaos, everything’s chaos. This isn’t the story I know at all.”

Kane numbly rubbed his head, wishing with all his heart that this was just a dream.

So scary.

Women are scary.

Women fighting are even scarier!

Mom, I’m so scared~.

“This is no place to stay. I need to run, I have to get out of here, fast.”

Forcing himself to endure the emotional roller coaster, Kane tried to escape in the chaos.

“Trying to run?!”

The Black-robed Person was the first to notice Kane trying to flee. She broke away from the melee, instantly setting her sights on Kane.

“Don’t you dare touch Young Master!”

Enya shouted angrily, hurling the White Rose Sword heavily at the Black-robed Person.

“Ah, my sword!”

As Taliya screamed, the Black-robed Person was caught off guard by the sudden attack, unable to defend in time, and took a direct hit, losing her balance and crashing hard into the wall.

Falling debris kicked up a cloud of dust, shrouding most of the Black-robed Person’s figure.

“How dare you lay a hand on my Young Master— die!”

Enya would never allow anyone to harm Kane.

Even if that person had just helped her.

Enya, now wielding only the Sword of Starry Night, dashed toward the Black-robed Person, determined to deliver the final blow.

But as most of the dust settled, the Black-robed Person’s true face was revealed from beneath the cloak.

Enya’s steps stopped abruptly. She stared wide-eyed, unable to believe the familiar face before her.

“Ho-how could it be you…”

The Black-robed Person realized her hood had fallen, her expression panicked.

Without thinking, she pulled the hood back up and, with a leap, crashed through the window and fled.

“Wait!”

Enya shouted, wanting to give chase, but before she could jump, she stopped herself, glancing at Kane— only to see Princess Vanessa already blocking his way.

A wall of ice rose, encasing Kane within.

The handsome bad boy had become a princess imprisoned by an evil witch.

Enya bit her lip hard in frustration, but could only jump out the window to escape.

“Don’t run! Give me back my Sword of Starry Night!”

Taliya cursed, picking up the lone White Rose Sword on the ground, and immediately followed out the window.

The once-noisy battlefield fell silent in an instant.

Only Kane and Princess Vanessa remained.

They stared at each other, big eyes to small.

A strange, awkward atmosphere hung between them.

After a moment of silence, Kane slowly raised his hand and pointed at the window:

“Why don’t you go chase after them too?”

“……”

“So, you’re not going? Hehe…”

Kane’s mouth twitched in a forced, awkward smile.

Princess Vanessa said nothing. Her soft feet stepped on the tiles as she slowly approached Kane, arms spreading, reaching out her fair hands.

Just when Kane thought she was going to settle the unfinished score from before, the urgent sound of cavalry came from afar.

Seth arrived late.

“Princess, I apologize for arriving late to your rescue— ah, it seems I came at the wrong time~.”

“No! You came at just the right time!”

Kane quickly spread his fingers, reaching out to stop Seth, who was about to cover her eyes and retreat.

How come I never realized you were this dear to me before, my dear Aunt~.