22. Cross-dressing Pervert (Monthly ticket request at the beginning of the month~)
“Who are you!?”
At the moment Princess Adreel shouted her question, her sword had already swung down, instantly treating the “unfamiliar maid” she saw as an enemy, without a hint of hesitation!
This is quite something! Compared to the future “Ludwig,” the Princess Adreel of this era already possesses a character that strikes without hesitation! Why would she attack even this seemingly innocent and pitiful maid who merely passed by!?
Although, in terms of the outcome, the princess didn’t actually make a mistake: she would certainly find the passing and implicated elven maid unfamiliar, because this maid was not just passing by, and she certainly wasn’t any palace elven maid…
It’s me, O’Keefe, in disguise!
However, the current situation doesn’t allow me to make a grand entrance or a low-key appearance. With the script that followed—[Adreel executed Izalis]—the content made me realize what the urgent matter at hand truly was!
I’m not here to indulge in some cross-dressing whim, flaunting my black stockings and selling my thighs as a fairy disguised as an elven maid! Tonight’s “Feast of Hongs” that the elven saintess is attending is precisely what I was trying to prevent from happening right now!
The elven princess Adreel’s sword fell, and it certainly wasn’t some cheap trinket; it cleaved through the disguise of my fairy Zeluzi! But this was merely a layer of clothing that turned me into a cute “elven maid.” Seizing this opportunity, I scooped up Izalis and then looked at the elven princess, who was astonished and puzzled by the “outer layer” that had just missed its target.
“Zeluzi!”
Shadows darted, intertwining into the claws of a beast aimed at the elven princess in my line of sight! I didn’t intend to hastily conclude matters with this elven princess here, nor was it merely to “scare her.” However, this elven princess, in “this era,” while she was still a princess, already possessed considerable strength!
In the next moment, the elven princess drew her sword, releasing a cold light. Even though she was surprised by the sudden enemy, she quickly and calmly sliced through the shadow formed by Zeluzi, then took a few steps back, warily watching as Zeluzi’s shadow reassembled, before turning her gaze back to me.
The entire incident occurred so suddenly, likely for this reason; even the usually calm and composed elven saintess Izalis, who maintained a goddess-like elegance like a “prophet,” looked over in shock as I held her.
“Lord O’Keefe…”
Don’t look, Izalis! Isn’t it just that after the disguise of a beautiful girl was lifted, I turned into a perverted man in women’s clothing? It’s not like I wanted this, and… right now, rather than focusing on me, it’s better to pay a bit more attention to the situation at hand, dear saintess. After that brief skirmish, we, especially I… have encountered quite a bit of trouble.
In the next moment, a new script appeared alongside the elven princess’s equally astonished shout!
“You are… Izalis’s guard, you… are not an elf!?”
【Alderel has discovered the identity of Oqilid!】
By the time I had Zerlus disguise my “appearance” again, it was too late. The script had unfolded, and the elven princess Alderel had already sensed my identity. Now, any further disguise would only make me look like a pervert in women’s clothing.
“That was just your illusion, Princess. Standing before you is clearly a genuine elven beauty.”
“Nonsense! Do you take me for a blind person!?”
The elven princess’s eyes blazed with fury, just shy of drawing her sword and rushing over to slay me.
As expected… there was no way to deceive her now. After all, my identity had been inadvertently exposed when I rushed to save Izalis from danger. It was a desperate act, because from the moment Izalis expressed her intention to meet the princess alone at night, I had felt not a shred of peace regarding what might transpire between them.
In the script of the elven saint Izalis, after the incident with the attackers that had previously targeted her fizzled out, a clear “death script” had emerged. Following that, I learned from the elven elders who were entangled with her that those old geezers were basically the princess’s trusted confidants.
The connection between these two was enough to raise my alarm, not to mention this time, the elven princess had requested Izalis to come to her city to “fulfill her duties,” as well as tonight’s “private meeting.”
This time, the death script Izalis faced was not difficult for me to unravel. Although I felt that cracking this saint’s script was a bit too easy, the danger was indeed genuine. Without overthinking, I chose to use Zerlus to disguise my identity, pretending to be an elven maid here, always on guard and prepared.
It turned out my suspicions were not unfounded. This princess of the era had resorted to the phrase “you are not a saint, you are a demoness,” a baseless accusation that I had almost grown tired of hearing, aiming to stab Izalis in the back!
However, while I managed to save her, the trouble I faced was not small: aside from my identity being exposed, the key issue was Alderel. This princess not only held a high status but also appeared to possess considerable strength. With Izalis in tow, I might truly be unable to cope!
Moreover, at such a critical moment, the elven lady I was holding was not concerned about her own perilous situation, but rather… about me!
“How do you know about tonight…?”
“Huh!?”
Forget about pledging myself; in a situation like this, shouldn’t you be worried about your own safety first? After all, this princess in the city was not playing a fencing game with you, but rather… despising your identity, genuinely wanting to stab you through the heart.
As I looked on, Princess Alderel had already adjusted her stance. If she had previously regarded Izalis as merely an annoying elf to be “removed,” then my appearance had deepened the hostility she now conveyed.
“Saint Lady, well prepared, huh? Now… do you have any last words to refute regarding your identity before you die!?”
She raised her sword, her hand gliding along the blade, the silvery moonlight shining down, clearly indicating that she had decided to “go all out.”
【Alderel has learned swordsmanship from the Elven Sword Saint.】
The script also appeared, and its content was enough to make me anxious.
However, even though the situation was like this now, the elven saint beside me not only failed to explain but was still… staring at me! Even if she was moved by some hero saving a beauty, she should have calmed down by now, right!?
I didn’t have time to think too much and could only let Izalis take the blame for this.
Moreover…
“But you can’t escape, the… Sword Saint will soon take care of your remaining two guards and then come back…”
At this point, I had no need to hide anything.
“Sword Saint?”
I stopped, glancing at the script, and looked at the elven princess in front of me.
Then… I raised my hand and pointed into the distance.
“Are you referring to that one, who is probably being beaten up by my wife, the elven Sword Saint, Ludwig?”
This princess had a decent thought, but it was a bit unfortunate: she was up against us. It was one thing to encounter me, but that Sword Master encountering the current Kephir and Nilu… would probably end up with nothing but a free gift.
In the next moment, a figure, sent flying by someone, came crashing down until it landed in front of the elven princess, barely managing to stand up.
“Your Highness, you just mentioned your Sword Saint… what was it again?”
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