Behind the Heavenly Opera House, there was a small garden. A young maid stood quietly under the moonlight, holding a small lantern, smiling as she saw a figure gliding through the sky.
However, when the man from the sky landed, her expression turned into a cute pout. She scolded the man with starry hair, "You're late, a whole ten minutes late! Don't you know it's the worst for a man to make a girl wait?"
"I didn't know that," Rody laughed heartily. "I think, if a girl is willing to wait, not just ten minutes, she'd wait even ten days."
"What did you say?" The young maid was about to get angry, clenching her little fists.
"I said you look beautiful tonight. Ha, don't be angry, getting angry often can cause wrinkles," Rody laughed again. "What did you want to see me for? A date? This place is nice, I like it!"
"Don't flatter yourself!" The young maid glared at Rody and led the way with her lantern.
"Aren't you going in?" Walking past the garden, Rody saw a small wooden house under a tall building, lit with orange light. The maid leading the way stopped and gestured for Rody to go in. Rody sensed someone inside using his psychic power, which the maid seemed to notice. She glared at him again and huffily left with the lantern.
"I won't speak to someone so suspicious and annoying!" The young maid was really full of character.
"It's okay to say you hate me on the surface, as long as you like me in your heart," Rody said, almost causing the young maid to trip.
"You must be the most shameless person in the world, no doubt about it!" The young maid spat at him, but couldn't help covering her mouth and giggling.
"Thank you, being the world's first in something is better than nothing," Rody laughed heartily, waving at the young maid as she walked away. He then gently knocked on the door. When there was no response, Rody boldly pushed the door open and was surprised to find a frail and praying girl inside, who was none other than the delicate Saintess.
The current Saintess looked even more slender and fragile than before. A gust of wind seemed like it could blow her away. Her long hair and thin shoulders, along with her pale face and intertwined lashes, made her look pitifully charming, like she could shatter like a crystal doll if not handled with care.
Rody was genuinely surprised to see the Saintess there. Even if he had seen anyone else in that place, it wouldn’t have been as shocking as seeing her.
Did the Saintess have something to tell him?
When did she arrive in Kamarun? The Saintess's every move was monitored by the temple, making it extremely difficult for her to come to the current Kamarun, let alone to meet Rody...
The arrival of the Saintess certainly meant something significant, but what could it be?
“You’ve come? You’ve become stronger, Rody,” the Saintess said without opening her eyes, just nodding her head. “Sit next to me, please! Wait for me a little longer, my prayer is not yet finished.”
Rody was familiar with the Saintess's prayers. Although it was the first time he heard her pray, he had heard similar prayers since he was young. Almost every night, Rody's mother would say the same prayers, never missing a day unless she was sick or unconscious. Rody felt a deep resonance with these prayers; they brought tranquility to his heart whenever he heard them.
After the Saintess finished praying, she slowly opened her eyes, which were as pure as a lake, and glanced at Rody. She smiled slightly at Rody, stretched out her hand, and patted the ground, signaling him to sit beside her. Seeing Rody sit down, she smiled again, her eyes shining like crescent moons.
“Have you broken the taboo of demonic martial arts?” the Saintess asked joyfully. “I feel a vast power of faith and pure starry energy in you. You really have become much stronger. That's good. I've always been worried about your safety. Now, seeing that you’ve broken the demonic martial arts taboo and your strength is improving rapidly, I feel much more relieved.”
“Tell me, who was the first to unlock my potential star?” Rody asked softly.
“I told you before, didn't I?” the Saintess smiled. “You need to find it yourself. Fate has its own arrangements. I can confirm it was not me…”
“Who exactly is Annie Belle?” Rody asked again.
“You cannot truly find Annie Belle either in the Lei Yin Mistland or the Ze Feng Forest,” the Saintess’s words surprised Rody. If not in these places, why did she tell him to look there? Why did those old men say the same? Could there be some hidden reason? The Saintess looked at Rody, nodded slightly, and said, “If you draw a magic circle between Lei Yin Mistland and Ze Feng Forest, you will see that the center of this circle is Kamarun’s capital, Blay. There has always been a legend of human hope living in seclusion in Lei Yin Mistland and Ze Feng Forest. Many who seek information are misled by the apparent locations, so Annie Belle can easily live among everyone without being noticed.”
"Ah, I didn't expect this..." Rody took out a magical map, thought of a few magic circles, and finally tried drawing a 'Sage's Light' circle. He quickly discovered that the center of the circle was indeed the capital of Kamarun, Blay, and even this Heavenly Opera House.
"Now you should know who Annie Belle is, right?" the Saintess asked with a slight smile.
"Is she that young maid from before?" Rody blurted out.
"No, you haven't guessed correctly," the Saintess smiled and shook her head. Seeing Rody's astonished expression, she nodded and said, "You've only guessed her apparent identity, not who she really is."
"I feel like I've seen her somewhere before," Rody tried hard to recall that memory, but couldn't pinpoint it.
"You can ask her about herself later," the Saintess said softly. "Her personality is very different from mine. All of us, whether it's Annie Belle or Chris, each has a unique personality. Although I advised her to wait for you in Lei Yin Mistland, perhaps because you were with Chris, she came back early and didn't meet you. Chris has her own temperament. I advised her not to go with you, but she wouldn't listen. Although they are both a bit older than me, in terms of personality, they're more like my younger sisters..."
"Your body seems very weak?" Rody was about to offer healing, thinking his blood might benefit her.
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"It's okay, every Saintess's body is like this," the Saintess said with a slight smile and a nod. "The power of a Saintess is in prayer, and physical weakness doesn't affect it."
"Did you seek me out for something important?" Rody asked.
"Indeed, there is something important, but after seeing you, I've decided to talk about it later. Rody, you know? I also hope you can live happily, free from the shackles of fate, even if it's just for a short time. Like a small flower secretly blooming in a corner, better than a weed always in the shadow of a large tree," the Saintess said softly, touching Rody's hair with her finger. "There are always endless things to worry about, you don't have to be troubled by everything. Let's deal with it together later."
"Is it very important?" Rody felt that if it was really important, it would be better to handle it sooner.
"This matter is a bit related to both you and me, and not to others," the Saintess gently shook her head. "It's okay, it can wait. I've heard about your matters and am happy for you. Rody, go back, I will always pray for you."
"Related to both of us?" Rody had a sudden thought, held back his final question, and asked softly, "Can I come to see you again?"
"I can only sneak out here, it's not easy, I won't be here in the future," the Saintess said, her pale face breaking into a smile. "Find me in the Prayer Temple later! Of course, you'll have to regain Rody's identity to do so. Otherwise, I won't welcome the Prince of the Abyss. Though I don't reject darkness, the pure Sanctuary of the Holy Mother cannot accept a playboy Prince of Darkness."
Rody was slightly embarrassed upon hearing this; indeed, he had acted like a playboy before.
“If you ask me, I would say I admire the magical youngster Rody more,” the Saintess said with a charming smile. “Go back! Next time you come to see me, bring Chris along, I don't mind.”
...
Rody left the small cabin and gently closed the door behind him. He saw the young maid still waiting in the distance, lantern in hand. It seemed she had something to say to him too.
“Hey, what did Her Holiness tell you?” The young maid was very curious and eager to know what the Saintess and Rody had talked about, especially when she saw the faint smile on Rody's lips.
“She talked about how bad you are,” Rody chuckled.
“That's impossible. Her Holiness would never speak ill of others. Her heart is like a flawless crystal,” the young maid didn’t believe it.
“Of course, the Saintess wouldn’t lie. Ha, she said you like me,” Rody leaned closer to the young maid, teasingly: “She said you even call my name in your dreams. Is that true?”
“Are you feverish? Who would like a liar like you!” The young maid blushed upon hearing this but quickly recovered, extending her hand to check Rody’s forehead and retorted with a giggle: “Last night, I dreamt of a small dog chasing me to bite. It really scared me. I bet it had white teeth just like yours, and a silly grin. Was that you?”
“Hey, do you want me to spank your little butt?” Rody caught the young maid's hand, pretending to be angry.
“No manners, huh? You can speak about others but can’t take it when others do the same? That’s so domineering. No girl will like you. Haven’t you seen how boys in the garden woo girls? Some even lie on the ground to be ridden like horses, or bark like dogs!” The young maid struggled but couldn’t break free, trying to step on Rody’s foot. Failing to do so, she accused him of lacking gentlemanly manners.
“I only ride girls like horses,” Rody whispered into the young maid's ear, his breath warm against her neck.
“If you keep teasing me, I'll scream and let Her Holiness see your true colors as a wolf in sheep's clothing. She has a good impression of you, and if you don't want to ruin it, let go of me now,” the young maid said, feeling Rody's warmth and getting flustered.
“I’m so scared, what should I do?” Rody laughed heartily.
“Scared, my foot. Your face right now screams ‘brazen’!” The young maid wished she could bite him.
“Go back to your duchess... Huh? No, wait, you... you have her scent on you, you jerk, you touched me with the same hand that touched her, I'm going to fight you!” The young maid suddenly leaned in close to Rody, sniffed him, and then started pounding his chest with her little fists.
“You can even smell that?” Rody broke into a sweat. “I’ve taken a bath and changed clothes…”
“Don't touch me, let go, I'm angry now,” the young maid said indignantly.
“If I let go, you’ll be even angrier. So I won’t let go, how about I tell you a joke to cheer you up?” Rody suggested. Letting go of a girl’s hand when she's angry only makes her angrier, and sometimes it’s not good for men to be too obedient.
“Bark like a dog a few times, and I’ll calm down,” the young maid huffed.
“I can roar like a tiger, but I can’t bark like a dog. How about you show me how?” Rody chuckled. “Miss Annie Belle, calm down, let's talk. You see, I went to Lei Yin Mistland to find you and almost lost my life, yet I didn’t blame you. You can see how broad-minded I am as a man. Shouldn’t you be moved by that?”
"You still have the nerve to say that?" The little maid was instantly furious upon hearing this.
"What? Was it also wrong for me to go to the Lei Yin Mist Land to find you?" Rody feigned confusion: "I don't understand."
"You're not just wrong, you're wrong again." The little maid huffed: "You didn't go to the Lei Yin Mist Land to find me, but to vacation with Chris, that busty lady, to have a world of two. Ah, I've seen you, so intimate, talking and laughing, even staying in the same room. So, I thought it's better not to disturb you..."
"Is Chris's that big?" Rody blurted out in surprise, he really didn't know.
"You're a liar, I won't talk to you, you live with her, how can you not know? What are you pretending for? Unless you're an idiot, otherwise, you couldn't possibly not know!" The little maid didn't believe Rody could be unaware.
"I am an idiot…" Rody squatted on the ground drawing circles, looking pitifully like he was about to cry.
"Don't be sad, Chris is very good at pretending to be a man, it's normal for you to be deceived by her." The little maid, seeing Rody's state, believed him somewhat and quickly patted his shoulder to comfort him: "It's already remarkable that you found out she's a woman, so don't be too upset. Come on, get up! Sister will give you candy!"
"I know who you are now!" Rody suddenly jumped up excitedly, pointing at the little maid and exclaimed: "You, you are that..."
"Which one?" The little maid waited for a long time, feeling both happy and anxious, quite conflicted.
But, after waiting a long time, Rody's about-to-spill name suddenly retreated, almost making the little maid want to kick him. This guy, he simply couldn't recognize who she was, making her falsely happy just now.
However, it would be strange if he did recognize, because they hadn't spent much time together.
Under those circumstances, it was impossible for him to have much impression of her.
"Say something funny again, and I'll remember." Rody felt the little maid reminded him of someone when she said certain things. But, he couldn't recall the name of that person at the moment.
"If I moan a few times, I guess you'll turn into a pervert!" The little maid angrily punched him.
"Try it, I really want to hear." Rody's words earned him another punch from the little maid, this time, his big hand caught her small fist. The little maid stepped fiercely on Rody's foot, but his legs clamped her small ankle between his knees. The little maid screamed, then remembered the saint in the distant cabin and quickly covered her small mouth with her remaining hand.
"Let go of me quickly, if His Majesty sees this, I'll have to throw myself into the river!" The little maid, seeing struggling was useless, pretended to be pitiful and begged Rody.
"This is not how you ask for help!" Rody refused.
"Who says I'm asking you? I'm commanding, commanding!" The little maid threatened: "If you don't let go of me right now, I'll tell your mom that you raped me and have her beat your butt!"
"Go ahead! Don't forget to tell her you're already almost three months pregnant." Rody chuckled: "Mom would be very happy."
"If someone becomes shameless, they truly are invincible!" The little maid sighed deeply.
"Actually, we're quite similar, let's shake hands!" Rody agreed: "If you won't punch me as soon as I let go, then I can consider it."
"I'll kiss you!" The little maid declared definitively.
"Really?" Upon hearing this, Rody's eyes lit up, like a wolf under the moonlight.
"Come closer, I'll give you a kiss and you'll see..." The little maid invited Rody to come closer with an air of casual boldness. Hearing this, Rody knew that refusing would be foolish. He promptly moved his face closer, and of course, he did not forget to grasp the little maid's other hand first, to prevent a possible slap.
"I am grateful to the whole world, especially for this beautiful night!" Rody, seeing the little maid's lips slightly parting as she prepared to kiss him, couldn't contain his joy.
"What's there to be shy about? If I'm going to kiss, obviously it would be on your lips!" The little maid was quite forthright. Her small lips drew nearer, and she even extended her tempting little tongue to moisten her lips, seemingly preparing for the upcoming passionate kiss. Rody could already smell her sweet scent, feeling a thrill of excitement.
Though he sensed a bit of danger, for a kiss from this beauty, he was willing to take the risk.
The little maid was undoubtedly dangerous, but Rody was prepared. If she tried to kick him, he would block with his legs; if she cast a spell, he would counter with an anti-magic staff; if she unleashed fighting spirit, he would use a dark magic shield... In any case, he was determined to secure this beautiful kiss!
However, Rody's concerns were unfounded. The little maid didn't attack him but instead gently pressed her lips against his.
Her playful little tongue teasingly licked Rody's lips, like a mischievous little red carp.
At this moment, Rody threw caution to the wind, released her hands, and embraced her, ready to deepen the kiss... but unexpectedly, the little maid fiercely bit Rody's lip.
Blood mingled in their mouths, the taste of fresh blood exciting Rody. He suppressed the pain and continued to kiss the little maid intensely...
Finally, as the little maid's resistance proved futile, her once striking hands were now wrapped around Rody's neck. Under the influence of Rody's blood, her passion flared, and she kissed him back fervently and tenderly, a stark contrast to her previously fierce demeanor. The two became lost in their kiss, embracing tightly under the moonlit night...
"Ouch!" Rody, deeply engrossed in the kiss and reaching towards a certain area, was bitten again by the fiery little maid.
"Serves you right, that's the fate of a big pervert!" The little maid, her face flushed and breathing heavily, didn't relent with her words. She glared at Rody with big eyes and huffed through her nose, "I'm going to tell His Majesty, your image in her heart is completely ruined..."
"You want to go and tell on me? Then I need another kiss," Rody demanded.
"Why should I?" The little maid asked, puzzled.
"The last one was too quiet, the saint must not have heard. Let's do it again, louder, no, let's go to the door and kiss, let her see!" Rody chuckled: "What do you think of this suggestion?"
"I think someone with a thick skin like yours is truly unbeatable in this world," the little maid retorted angrily. "You've kissed and touched, now get lost! Go back to those women who'll sleep with you. This place doesn't welcome big perverts who disrespect girls at first sight. What, you say I seduced you? Say that again? You dare to say, I'll, I'll bite you to death!”