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Chapter 102: It’s Over, All Over

“Charlotte, the esteemed princess of the realm, my future queen whom I serve, surely you wouldn’t go back on your word over something so trivial?”

The young girl’s impending leap was frozen in mid-air.

Though pinned beneath him, Roy was grinning at her: “A bet’s a bet, right?”

Charlotte lingered in indecision for quite a while, then grudgingly shifted away from Roy.

“Hmph, fine! I’ll accept my loss!”

Roy clapped his hands together: “As expected of your highness, so principled!”

“Principled, my foot…”

Gritting her teeth slightly, Charlotte felt a surge of frustration.

Yet deep within her, there was a voice urging her to honor the agreement.

As the daughter of nobility, and with her knight by her side, the rigid hierarchy of their roles was continuously being broken in ways she hardly wished to acknowledge, and her true inclinations were slowly awakening.

This is not what I want!

Maybe it was okay to let him have this once? Just a little, isn’t it? Just a bet lost!

“Don’t get cocky now, just this once, okay? Just this one time… Are you scared?”

Before any kiss, the princess’s lips were always granite. Even after losing, she had to maintain that pout, glare fiercely, and put on a victor’s stance, lifting her skirt just slightly with a rather reluctant expression.

Her legs, deemed playworthy for a year by Roy, showcased a breathtaking view as the black fabric contrasted against her fair thighs in a provocative angle.

Roy was momentarily dumbfounded.

Not just from the sight that countless noble youths could only dream of, but also because…

No, come on, you’re way too straightforward!

I said next time below, but I didn’t mean right now!

The royal family’s garden was usually deserted, unless there was something urgent, not even maids would disturb.

Yet, bright daylight, with the surroundings clear, was pushing it, right?!

“W-What’s wrong? Hurry up!” With fidgeting legs, Charlotte’s flushed face revealed a hint of embarrassment as she urged, “This is so embarrassing! Wrap it up quickly!”

Roy took a deep breath, steeling himself.

Alright, alright, you said it!

“As you wish.”

Roy lunged forward, and with a shocked gasp from the girl, before long, the flowers under the sun rustled with vibrant passion.

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“Welcome, holy saintess! The kingdom of White Harbor shall never forget your favor, and our land will always be open to the faithful of White Harbor!”

“Your Majesty, you flatter. This kingdom is also Alice’s homeland. In times of disaster, standing side by side is only what we humans ought to do.”

The brief exchange of pleasantries left Alice on edge; if she could, she’d leave in a heartbeat.

Normally calm and composed, Alice uneasily lost her patience, her gaze wandering as if searching for something, causing Rob to notice the tension.

“Saintess, are you looking for Roy?”

“…..Yes.”

Alice strained to keep her manners intact: “I heard Roy faced the black dragon alone. I wonder how he’s faring now.”

“Don’t worry, that kid is doing just fine,” Rob forced a smile and waved his hand dismissively. “Well, I won’t keep you any longer, Saintess.”

The rumors about the White Harbor saintess and the holy knight circulated even in distant kingdoms. Rob remembered well that this girl was Roy’s devoted maid.

Honestly, he felt a bit displeased.

But given her high status and her contributions to the kingdom, he couldn’t say too much.

Let the young ones sort out their own matters.

“That boy should be with Charlotte in the palace garden now. I’ll have a maid take you there.”

“No need to trouble yourself.” Alice shook her head and immediately got up.

“I’ve been to the Red Fortress before; I know the way. I’ll go ahead alone.”

After passing by the Lionheart King, Alice hurriedly followed her memory’s path to the royal family’s garden.

Like emerging from darkness into light, she caught a familiar scent, and her eyes sparkled with anticipation as she rushed toward the source of light.

Charlotte seemed to be there, but so what?

Now that she had arrived, there’s no way she could monopolize her master!

The sun shone brighter, and the flowers bloomed more vividly. Alice’s pent-up emotions these past days finally surged to a peak at that moment.

However, as Alice took the last step and reached the source of the scent, the scene before her struck her like lightning, leaving her trembling.

Today’s wind was too loud.

Too passionate.

Too chaotic.

Too… shocking to the eyes.

“Mas… Master?”

“A-Alice…?!”

Just as Roy was pushing Charlotte down and indulging in his victorious prize, his gaze met Alice’s, leaving him completely stunned.

Why the heck did Alice just appear out of nowhere?!

Even the hottest flames cooled off at that moment; Roy couldn’t care less about savoring his last win and instinctively wanted to flee.

However, the princess still hadn’t reacted, clinging to him like an octopus.

Her torn black stockings and fair legs intertwined, while her hot, reddened hands pressed deeply into Roy’s back.

“N-No, don’t stop! Give it all to me~!”

The once-cooling flames blazed to life again with the girl’s sultry call.

Gazing into the shocked eyes of the blonde girl, even though his brain knew this was absolutely forbidden, an overwhelming wave of excitement clouded Roy’s mind.

At that moment, only one thought resonated in his clear mind.

It’s over.

All over.

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The arrival of the Holy Saintess drew enthusiastic cheers from the public.

The scene of the saintly trials was still fresh in their minds, and now, the saintess had personally come to aid, offering tremendous support to the kingdom.

As the saying goes, hardship reveals true feelings; even those aristocrats who scoffed at the Holy Light spoke with respect about the saintess.

Thus, at tonight’s welcoming banquet, the kingdom extended the highest courtesy to the destined saintess, hailed as the embodiment of an angel.

Every notable noble had to come forward to offer greetings.

However, if anyone had the proper qualifications to receive the saintess and engage in lengthy conversations, it would be the Reinhardt royal family.

Elders and the opposite sex always held a certain distance in conversation, while Charlotte was of the same gender, plus a classmate—they had known each other long before enrollment and thus became the best choice for receiving the saintess.

One was a fierce dragon-slaying princess, dazzling in a fiery red dress, having personally slain two of the seven great dragons.

The other was the pure and ethereal destined saintess in white, renowned for cutting down the leader of the Cult of Necromancy with a single stroke.

Together, they epitomized the breathtaking beauty of sunset and dawn woven together, ensuring that even the most distant corners of the gathering couldn’t help but focus on them.

While all eyes marveled at the two stunning beauties, only one black-haired boy looked utterly distressed, gazing at the duo as if he wanted to turn and run away.

He alone knew that tonight’s conversation between them would definitely not be as calm as it appeared!