36. The Moonlight is Not Beautiful at All

Although the conspiracy of the white-haired elven princess Uraxi Lu aimed at the saintess became quite “strange” during the process, at least the outcome did not bring any surprises: because that handsome knight, whose heart was higher than the heavens, suddenly “went mad,” the princess had no choice but to abandon her idea of “forcing a marriage” with Izalis, finding an excuse to leave and temporarily letting us off the hook.

The dangerous script aimed at Izalis did not disappear; it clearly indicated that this matter was not over, and the other party might come up with other reasons to approach us at some point in the future. However, compared to the constant fear of such matters, what I cared about more was the final scene that unfolded during this “forced marriage” trouble.

Because: at that moment, the silver knight was aggressive, so furious that he was ready to strike, and I was indeed prepared. But… neither Kephiel nor Nilu did anything to “scare” him, directly stunning him into silence. I merely questioned him normally, yet the very next second, he, who had just moments ago been plotting my demise, suddenly backed down!?

Throughout the entire process, I was the only one communicating with him. Surely, I didn’t inadvertently use some kind of overwhelming presence that made him wet his pants, right?

This question troubled me all day, until… a familiar call in the dimness interrupted my wild thoughts.

“Lord Oqilide…”

“!”

Only then did I realize: it was already time to rest at night, and the reason I heard Izalis’s voice not far from me was that I was executing my duty as her guard to protect her safety. After all, Izalis had encountered enemies and dangers one after another, so even during her nighttime rest, I didn’t plan to let her be alone.

As for why it was me, in this time, sharing a room with the elven saintess… well, since the two big shots on my side merely shot me a glance without refusing, then… it couldn’t be helped, right? Haha, who knew the schedule for guarding the saintess would align so coincidentally today?

That said, Izalis, who should have been resting long ago, suddenly called out to me, which made me quite flustered.

After all, the current situation for the two of us was truly that of a lone man and woman in a room late at night. Just thinking about the goddess-like perfect girl, her defenseless sleeping posture waiting for me to explore not far from my side on the bed, made me feel that the current situation and atmosphere were becoming increasingly dangerous.

To summarize in simpler terms: do not respond, do not respond, do not respond!

“Wheeze… wheeze…”

I decided to pretend to be asleep to get through this, but little did I know that tonight, Izalis was not going to let me off the hook at all.

“Lord Oquilid, strictly speaking, if you slack off now, it would be considered dereliction of duty~”

The girl said this with a smile, clearly teasing me, leaving me no choice but to respond helplessly.

“During this kind of break, you shouldn’t just casually speak up because you ‘want to talk to me.’ I’m just a guard, not a host at a nightclub, Izalis.”

Moreover, I know your true thoughts; it’s not just as simple as “wanting to talk to me” as I just mentioned.

[Izalis wants to get closer to Oquilid.]

The script indicates that the girl’s thoughts are just a thin layer away from “that kind of scenario.” However, even though I know this, I can’t just bluntly pierce through her youthful heart, so I can only let out a helpless sigh and ultimately move closer to Izalis.

Just as I thought: she had said she wanted to rest, but lying on the bed, she hadn’t closed her eyes at all. Instead, she had been contemplating ways to approach me until this moment, when the timing was right.

Under the moonlight, the girl’s eyes, hidden beneath her bangs, appeared even brighter, dreamlike and ethereal, as if they contained countless worlds, luring others into a sweet trap.

I wasn’t enchanted by her seemingly “sacred” demeanor, but… it was precisely because I remained clear-headed that my heart was filled with tension and confusion: even knowing the script and Izalis’s thoughts, I still didn’t know how to handle the situation.

I don’t know how long the silence between us lasted, but Izalis finally broke the stillness.

“Today… thank you very much for your help. The plan proposed by the Grand Princess is indeed one that gives me a headache, and I don’t know how to refuse it.”

With Izalis’s gratitude for the morning’s events, the tension in my heart eased a bit: “It’s nothing. That was for my own sake too. Before I have the duty to protect your safety, I naturally can’t let anything happen to you, whether from within or outside.”

The Elf Saint Izalis is the key in our group in “this era,” within the script. Protecting her safety is also protecting our “main storyline.”

However, I’m clear that Kfir and Nilu also know this, which is why they haven’t been jealous, but… I can’t tell Izalis this secret. What she’s thinking over there, I really have no way to deal with.

Because of this, some “troubles” came so suddenly.

“Lord Oquilid, could you come a little closer? I can’t quite see where you are.”

“What’s wrong?”

Without thinking much, I instinctively leaned closer to Izalis.

But in the next moment, I suddenly realized: the big moon outside the window was shining brightly into the room. I wasn’t some cloaked figure; how could Izalis not know where I was!?

However, my instinctive action just now had already become a long-awaited, sufficient opportunity for the elf before me.

She grabbed my sleeve and leaned forward. This elf, who was in front of me, no longer wanted to just nudge me and then be picked up by me; instead… she aimed for something even more “dangerous” than before!

Her body leaned closer to my face, and then she gently pecked my cheek.

Why the cheek?

Phew! Thank goodness it was the cheek!

No, wait! Thank goodness for what? It shouldn’t be allowed anywhere, right!?

It turns out that a man is a creature who, once kissed by a beautiful girl, immediately begins to daydream! And just when I finally managed to regain my senses from what Izalis had just done, her lips were already close to my ear.

“Don’t mind it; this is my gratitude to you.”

Cute but never childish; beautiful yet not blinding; enchanting without being provocative…

At the moment the elf girl whispered softly in my ear, I understood that this elven saintess carried a kind of poison that was dangerously alluring to the opposite s*x.

One action, one sentence, a hint of a smile—she already possessed enough temptation to “defeat” the other party, leaving even me a bit at a loss.

Even though I was very clear: this was probably the “peach blossom luck” script I encountered in this world, I didn’t dare to indulge in it at all…

I wasn’t here to find myself a harem; I couldn’t just cast aside my resolve because the elf beside me had hinted at such a degree!

“How could I not mind, Izalis? If you do this again next time, I might just resign on the spot.”

“Well… then I’ll change my approach next time~”

“Changing it won’t do! It seems like you’re quite excited, Saintess. How about I step outside for a bit and give you some personal space?”

“Ah… wait, wait a moment, Lord Oqilide. Actually, I have a question for you. Why this morning…”

I couldn’t ignore the girl’s serious question, but just as I stopped to look at Izalis, she shook her head and gave up.

“It’s nothing. Please feel free to act as you wish. Because: the long princess, due to her reputation, cannot engage in any overtly disgraceful schemes, so you needn’t worry too much about my safety.”

Then…

As the door closed, under the moonlight, a soft whisper from the girl echoed in the quiet room.

“As for the question… there’s no need to ask anymore.”

“Because I have already found the answer, Lord Eucliade.”