8. The Beautiful Girl Awaits My Rescue!
In this environment, which for our group is “completely unfamiliar and of no help,” the only way to seize the opportunity to meet the three fairy sisters quickly, rather than waiting day after day, is to not miss any of the “important events” happening in the city. The event that is about to take place, just from Rose’s description, is clearly extraordinary. Coupled with the appearance of the script, I certainly do not want to miss it!
So, I really am not acting out of some reason like “there seems to be a beautiful girl who looks like a goddess over there, so I want to go take a look!” Even if I were to take a step back, I can’t possibly have room in my heart for any extra women right now!
However, it’s all Rose’s fault for bringing up this “Saintess” issue, causing me to arrive in front of the goddess statue amidst the crowd, with the flesh at my waist still being quietly pinched by Kephir and Nilu on either side.
But in the next moment, I realized: Kephir and Nilu’s synchronized actions this time might not really be considered “jealousy,” but rather a more appropriate reminder! Because…
“She’s coming…”
As Kephir said this, she quietly held me tighter, her gaze directed toward the front of the crowd, right beneath the towering goddess statue. The meaning behind her actions, in my view, was definitely not an illusion; it was truly a “protective” behavior, a declaration of ownership when encountering a “dangerous rival.”
After all, the figure being surrounded, gradually approaching amidst the praises, immediately drew my gaze.
【Saintess Izalis appears for the prayer ceremony.】
With the appearance of the script, the form of this “Saintess” gradually became clear in my eyes—she looked completely like a young fairy; her dress perfectly embodied what the so-called “goddess style” should look like. However, whether it was her luxurious and exquisite white dress or the seemingly priceless jewelry adorning her, nothing could compare to one particular “thing” about the girl herself.
That was her hair. Beneath the black veil, the girl’s pure white hair cascaded down like a waterfall. If it weren’t for the fact that she was “floating” instead of walking in shoes, the ends of her long braid would surely have been dirtied by the ground! Her thick hair even covered half of her eye, yet what it conveyed was not “sloppy and disheveled,” but rather the complete opposite—a quality of “mystery and nobility.”
This “Saintess” even moved as if she were “floating,” the hem of her dress billowing like threads of neon. This was clearly a manifestation of visible magic, but here it brought her an effect that was like the finishing touch to a painting, making her look genuine from any angle, evoking the first word that came to mind—Saintess.
This was far more perfect than some foolish fairy.
No wonder Kephir and Nilu clung to me at the beginning as if to emphasize their presence. So that’s it… The Saintess before me, at first glance, could inspire a sense of “adoration” in anyone, especially in the opposite s*x!
“Is she beautiful?”
“Ahem! Kephir, don’t be so nervous…”
I hurriedly dispelled my wife’s concerns, and besides… this really wasn’t me being dismissive. After all, compared to the nearby elf passersby who were almost kneeling before this Saintess as if she were a goddess, I… didn’t have much of an emotional reaction, just a moment of surprise.
By the way, could it be my illusion? I couldn’t shake the feeling that this “Saintess” seemed a bit… strange, or rather… familiar. And that was clearly impossible; whether in my own mind or according to the script, this was definitely our first meeting!
In the next moment, Rose’s voice interrupted my wandering thoughts. That earlier feeling of “have we met before” was surely no different from one of life’s great illusions.
“Next, Saintess Izalis will perform the ritual for ‘Order’ at regular intervals, which is essentially an event similar to praying for favorable weather and stable order. And indeed, the Saintess is one of the noble fairies who can be seen by the royal family at any time. Hey, pretty boy, hurry up and let your woman do something with her fairy—brainwashing, hypnosis, anything will do!”
The “Saintess” in my line of sight was already waving her hand in gratitude amidst a chorus of praise. Without needing Rose to remind me, I could tell just from this scene how popular she was.
But the problem is…
“Don’t say such unlikely things…”
While Jias could take this opportunity to directly “command” her, the issue was: we knew nothing about this Saintess. Issuing a random command carried significant risks; after all, no one knew what this Saintess would do next or where she would go. A slight misstep could prematurely end our “transcendental journey.”
After all, this Saintess would surely appear for the same reason later. It would be more prudent to check her script now and think through our actions.
With that thought in mind, I looked at the script, and in the next moment, this Saintess showed me what it meant to have “a call answered by a hundred.”
“Everyone, the ritual is about to begin. Please be quiet and pray for our kingdom to maintain its ‘order.'”
The Saintess’s ruby lips parted, releasing a voice like celestial music. Her gentle and inclusive words might have seemed no different from a “goddess” in the eyes of ordinary elves. Almost simultaneously, all the elves bowed their heads in silence, and the surroundings fell into an instant hush.
To avoid causing unnecessary trouble, we naturally had to follow suit discreetly. However, just as I lowered my head and glanced at the script of this Saintess…
【An attacker targeting Saintess Izalis has appeared!】
Such content emerged in the script! The meaning was crystal clear: at this moment, the elven girl beneath the goddess statue was clearly about to encounter some danger! And Kephiel and Nilu would never act irrationally on their own, which meant… the danger was coming from among these white-haired elves!?
Sure enough, just as I instinctively raised my head to check due to the script’s content, I discovered that among the many white-haired elves around me, one elf had already taken advantage of everyone following the Saintess’s words and focusing on “praying” to lift her head and then… leap!
“Deceitful witch of the elves! The goddess will judge you!”
This was clearly an assassination attempt, right!? I had no interest in or time to care about what banner this attacker was flying. In that brief moment, I considered the stakes; perhaps pretending to be oblivious and then joining the panicked crowd in a feigned escape would be the most low-key and prudent approach for us!
But… in our “main storyline,” where was the option to avoid risk? If we chose not to act, then… the main story would never unfold! Danger and opportunity coexisted; which was lighter and which was heavier? Since we had arrived in this era, I was already prepared!
After all… hm, “the Saintess being attacked” was such a “heroic” plot point!
In my line of sight, the attacker was almost stepping on the back of an innocent bystander, leaping toward the Saintess; around us, some quick-reacting bystanders had already screamed. The Saintess, who had raised her head, also noticed the crisis, but… it seemed her body couldn’t keep up with her reaction, and she was still just watching!
What would happen next would unfold in an instant!
“Zelus!”
I certainly wouldn’t miss this fleeting ‘major event’ in the script!
At the same time, the shadow transformed into claws, extending from my hand!
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PS: The character illustration will be updated soon.
Character Illustration: Izalis