62. You say it’s over, then let it be over
With the final announcement of several heavyweight news, the summit of nations held by the Great Ying Empire came to an end. Thanks to the perfect methods of Queen Louise IV of the Great Ying Empire, this summit had, at least on the surface, not seen any fighting or brawling. Even those tiny nations that seemed easily provoked into endless quarrels were satisfied and left after enjoying the proceedings.
As for the remaining major nations, despite Letty and Adev not being entirely willing, they had to leave and return to their respective countries due to their status. Ultimately, the only one left reluctant to depart was the Saintess Ikusis.
At this moment, outside the Great Ying Empire, Professor Moriarty, who had tried every means to send this foolish saintess back, finally thought of me in despair and called me over to take this esteemed Saintess back to her church.
Dear Professor, the relationship between Ikusis and me is somewhat special now; asking me to escort this divine being is more troublesome, isn’t it…
“Saintess.”
Reluctantly, I had to speak, looking at Ikusis, who was being pulled by the collar like a Shiba Inu but refused to budge an inch.
“The summit of nations has ended, and as the Saintess, it is time for you to return. If you are worried about the safety of the church, you can rest assured, as Professor Moriarty, the captain of the patrol squad of the Great Ying Empire, will accompany you, ensuring your safety while providing a stable environment for you…”
I wanted to say more, but clearly, with Ikusis’s capacity for understanding, she seemed overloaded to the point where she could not take in any more words.
“I don’t want to!”
She clung to a tree, like a little dog unwilling to go home.
“Anyway, I’m not going back; the church is still there, right!”
Because you are the Saintess, you fool! If you don’t go back, how will Professor Moriarty use your name to help clear out the remnants of that blonde archbishop? I came to persuade you, but the queen sternly reminded me: the church must be taken down! The queen is counting on you to help her infiltrate the church.
Since I owe the queen a favor, I have no choice but to press on.
“Then why are you staying? Waiting to be smashed on the head by Kephir?”
The summit of the nations has ended, and Ikusis is no longer in danger, so she will definitely come running to me. However, it would be strange for Kephir to give her that chance.
“I don’t care! I just want to stay!”
Ikusis began to cry and throw a tantrum, but in her excitement, she blurted out something I couldn’t refute.
“You definitely want me to stay! Because… aren’t you already in ‘this’ situation now!?”
“…”
Of course, I knew what Ikusis meant by “this situation,” because even though Kephir had won the “agreement” with Nilu that night, Nilu still managed to hit me with a surprise at the summit of the nations afterward.
After Ikusis suggested lifting the bounty, I hadn’t even had time to celebrate my cleared name when Nilu, recognized by the royal authority, blinked and pushed the “throne” of that impossible place onto me! And this was probably Nilu’s “true purpose ”; she indeed wanted a royal power, but that throne was prepared for me! To put it simply: I was crowned!
Even though my identity hasn’t been exposed to too many people, the once-vanished death script has reappeared. After all, I can’t really be considered a villain now; by identity, I’d have to be classified as a boss ! At this point, let alone happily bringing Kephir home, I feel like if I even brushed against her, the script might go awry.
After all, if I hastily deal with the “throne” that Nilu forcibly shoved onto me, the dangers brought by this new identity in the script could be far more severe than being a “great villainous charlatan.”
“Your Highness the Saintess, since you know, just go to the church and resolve the church’s issues. You can come over once everything calms down; consider it helping me, alright?”
After a brief pause, I added, “After all, from a factual standpoint, you should now be considered my fairy, right?”
Though I’d rather have Ikusis acknowledge Kephir as her master, this statement finally persuaded Ikusis to obediently follow Professor Moriarty’s team.
With Ikusis gone, she would essentially serve as a “mascot,” giving Professor Moriarty an excuse to eliminate various obstacles within the church. However, unlike that blonde archbishop who had exploited Ikusis to the bone, the queen has never liked to pluck feathers from a passing goose. Ikusis’s safety and identity would be guaranteed, so I had no reason to refuse.
Until the patrol team herself disappeared, I withdrew my gaze, turned around, and faced Kephir, who had been waiting in the back, only revealing after Ikusis left.
“You look quite reluctant~”
I’m not, I didn’t, I never thought about it. To be honest, I never expected Ikusis to directly kiss me on the face; I thought she was just using her fairy powers for me. Who knew this fool would directly acknowledge me as her master!
If she’s going to acknowledge someone, it should be Kephir! She can’t even get that right; she really is a fool.
As I looked over, I noticed that Kephir not only didn’t seem overly jealous today, but her expression wasn’t good either, looking quite troubled.
[Kephir is worried about Oujilide’s identity.]
The script appeared, but this time I didn’t need to rely on it; I knew exactly what Kephir was thinking. I was actually panicking inside, but I couldn’t show it at this moment; men are creatures that care about face.
“Don’t worry so much; my identity hasn’t been exposed, has it?”
“But…” Kephir indeed became anxious, “What if it gets discovered…”
Of course, the death script would appear immediately~ After all, I’ve gloriously upgraded from a great villain to a boss~ Not only has the death script increased, but I fear even some daily actions will carry risks, like the one right in front of me—marriage.
I glanced cautiously at Kephir.
“W-well, maybe we shouldn’t get married…”
“No way!”
However, before I could finish my sentence, I was cut off by the big shot, who shot me a look that seemed to say, “Are you being unfaithful again?” I quickly changed my tune.
“I was just joking, having a bit of fun, haha… With the schedule all set, how could I possibly bail, Kephir!”
After being promoted to BOSS, the script now genuinely included a death scenario titled “Kephir’s Wedding: Oujili’s Sudden Death.” However, while I might have once been apprehensive about such dangerous content, after everything I had been through, I had come to understand .
Why should I panic? As long as Kephir was by my side, her protagonist aura would definitely keep me safe from death, so I didn’t need to worry about whether the wedding would end in a sudden demise. I just had to cling tightly and hold on for dear life.
“Now that’s more like it.”
Kephir puffed out her cheeks and nodded, “I thought someone had suddenly become the king of the New Empire, looking down on a little noble from the Great Yng Empire like me~”
Please don’t kill me, please don’t kill me. Big shot, just tell me what you want to do next, and I’ll stick with you the whole way, okay?
I took Kephir’s hand.
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