Chapter 68: Let’s Settle Old and New Scores Together

Anderson was walking down the street just fine.

But the moment Ainola shouted like that, almost everyone on the street turned to look.

They stared at Anderson with confused expressions.

Right now, with Ainola slung over his shoulder, he really did look like some big villain who had kidnapped a young maiden.

Because of who he was, these people could only watch Anderson and didn’t dare say much.

But there was no doubt plenty of pointing and whispering behind his back.

Feeling the prickling gazes on him, Anderson coughed lightly, trying to salvage his reputation.

“She’s an assassin. I’m just taking her to the Temple Knights’ dungeon to lock her up.”

The moment he said that, Ainola immediately sobbed and whimpered,

“With these little arms and little legs of mine, how could I be an assassin? I-I was just passing by, and he grabbed me…”

Ainola’s acting was convincing.

With her extremely cute, childish appearance, she looked almost pitiable.

Unfortunately, Anderson’s status was what it was.

At most, people would just stare.

Not a single one dared to step forward and say a word.

As for the whispers, they all turned into looks reserved for perverts.

“That poor little thing, she’s so young.”

“I heard those noble lords even mess with kids younger than her. I need to keep my daughter far away.”

“Tsk, what a shame. That little girl is so cute, and now she’s about to be ruined by that beast…”

From within the crowd, the murmuring continued without a pause.

Anderson felt his once-honorable image being completely trashed by Ainola.

Helpless, he turned his head and cast a dark glare at the girl on his back.

“Hehe~”

Ainola innocently stuck out her little tongue, only to have Anderson smack her hard on the head.

“Ouch!”

After making his way through that agonizing street, Anderson finally returned to the Temple Knights.

He tossed her onto the bed and spoke with a sinister tone.

“Miss Ainola, old scores and new grudges. How about we settle things today?”

After all that pointing and whispering along the way, Anderson’s face had already turned completely black.

Probably sensing danger, Ainola immediately put on an innocent face and said,

“Ahaha… There’s a saying, right? ‘A prime minister’s heart can hold a boat.’ Prince Anderson, can’t you be the bigger man and let me off the hook?”

“You wish.”

Anderson cracked his knuckles, looking like he was about to tear Ainola apart.

But Ainola knew Anderson was just bluffing.

This big softie of a knight would never have the heart to actually kill her.

Unfortunately, Anderson didn’t hold back.

He said bluntly to Ainola,

“Take off your skirt.”

Hearing that, Ainola’s little butt clenched up.

She was starting to get a little scared.

W-Was he going to turn her into a drinking vessel?

“W-Wait!”

Ainola stretched out a trembling hand.

“Look… even without the actual insertion, using your hands is still illegal! I’m a minor! You’d go to jail for this!”

“What are you talking about?”

Anderson’s brain took a moment to catch up, but he continued anyway.

“Just take off your skirt first. The promise of a great man must be kept.”

“Your promise is to use your hands to turn a 17-year-old girl into a drinking vessel maiden?!”

Ainola couldn’t hold it in anymore.

With a face full of shame and anger, she stared at Anderson, then yanked off her skirt and underwear, exposing her pale little bottom.

She lay face down on the bed, burying her flushed face in the pillow, and said with a mix of shame and rage,

“If you’re going to do it, just do it! I’ll remember this grudge for the rest of my life!”

“…?”

Anderson looked at Ainola like that and felt something was off.

What did she mean by “using hands”?

And what was a drinking vessel?

Why was Ainola acting like she was facing life and death?

But Anderson was a smart man.

After about ten seconds, he finally figured out what Ainola meant, and his own face flushed slightly.

“What the hell! Do you really think I’m that kind of person?”

“If you’re not that kind of person, then why did you tell me to take off my skirt? Isn’t that just making it easier for you to do your thing?”

Ainola puffed out her cheeks, still not backing down.

“Ohhh~ Too bad someone doesn’t even have the tools to do the job and can only use his hands to bully a poor, weak little girl like me. Hmph! Do what you want. I’ll just pretend I got bitten by a dog. And don’t blame me for holding a grudge against you for the rest of my life!”

After hearing that, Anderson could tell that Ainola was genuinely upset.

Whether she was faking it or it was real, he wasn’t sure.

But she really seemed to think he was about to do something untoward to her.

In reality, that wasn’t the case.

Anderson thought for a moment, then flipped Ainola over and pinched her cheek.

“Remember what I said at the Four-leaf Clover Restaurant?”

“What I said at the Four-leaf Clover Restaurant?”

Since Anderson had flipped her over, Ainola had to use her hands to cover her exposed lower half.

Her face was red, but her expression was a bit puzzled.

But the next second, something clicked in her mind.

Her expression flickered in surprise, then quickly returned to normal.

She remembered.

That bastard Anderson said he was going to hang her from a five-speed electric fan!

So Ainola shook her head repeatedly and said,

“I-I don’t know!”

“Keep pretending.”

Anderson hadn’t missed Ainola’s little expression.

He squished her face into a bun shape and glared at her fiercely.

“Too bad there’s no five-speed electric fan around… Now, turn around.”

“No!”

“Be a good girl.”

“No!”

Ainola curled up her little bottom, refusing to turn over no matter what.

She just stared straight at Anderson, giving him no chance to act.

Seeing that, Anderson had no choice but to scoop Ainola up.

“Struggling and resisting are useless.”

The girl was light, and even sitting on his lap, she didn’t feel heavy.

Her belly was pressed against Anderson’s thigh, her cute little feet kicking nonstop.

She was flustered and said,

“At least let me wear my underwear!”

“You were the one who took it off. I only asked you to take off your skirt.”

After saying that, Anderson began his actions.

And so, little nun Loya, who was passing by outside the door, once again heard the “smack smack smack” sounds coming from inside the bedroom, occasionally accompanied by the muffled voice of a girl.

She glanced at the time, flushed bright red, and ran off, muttering as she went,

“Times have really fallen… Can’t they at least wait until nighttime to do things like that?”

After a while, the sounds from the room faded away.

Anderson walked out of the bedroom and closed the door behind him.

He needed to go deal with that Blackwater Monster first, before it caused any more trouble.

As for Ainola…

Right now, that girl was lying face down on the bed, her hands tied and unable to move.

But her face burned with anger and shame as she muttered,

“That bastard Anderson! I’m not done with you! Just you wait!”