Chapter 45: The Saintess Flirts with Him

From the moment Hall entered the swordsmanship arena, Christine’s attention was fixed on him.

She had come early today, wanting to see Hall’s strength with her own eyes.

The events in the Sixth District Underground Street were, after all, just hearsay.

There were still many suspicious points about what happened that day.

First of all, why Leticia had appeared in the Underground Street was a question many probably had.

Given the identity and power of the head of the Child family, even the Judgment Bureau did not dare to ask directly. They only sent the director of the Third Bureau to have afternoon tea at the Child residence afterward.

He explained the stakes to the old butler of the Child family, stating that there were many spies from various countries in the Saint Louis Underground Street, and they could not guarantee the safety of the noble head.

But not being able to say it didn’t mean one couldn’t guess.

Christine guessed it was Leticia herself who wanted to do something. If Leticia wanted to buy something.

Hall’s appearance would be very strange.

After all, in the black emergency file delivered that day, Hall’s name was prominently listed.

The Judgment Bureau should have been monitoring him closely.

So Christine concluded that Hall had taken a route that bypassed the Judgment Bureau’s deployment to reach the location where Leticia was in danger.

But how could Hall know the Judgment Bureau’s deployment in advance?

Could he really be a Xia Kingdom spy?

The aftermath of the incident was that Hall was fine, and the masterminds from the Xia Kingdom retreated completely.

If one assumed Hall was a Xia Kingdom spy, this result wasn’t bad.

In fact, achieving this result under the Judgment Bureau’s layers of encirclement was already a great fortune.

But if she, Christine, could figure this out, the higher-ups at the Judgment Bureau wouldn’t fail to. They had marked Hall’s name in advance.

Would they not be prepared for this move from Hall?

In other words, Hall had other secrets.

Christine loved mystery. She had always been fascinated by mysterious things. If it weren’t for this hobby, with her mentality of believing in God but not the Church, she wouldn’t have spent years translating large amounts of ancient documents for the Church.

Some people treated this as a job, others as a life.

She belonged to the latter.

So now she had come to explore this secret.

And that inexplicable sense of familiarity with Hall deep within her heart was also reminding her to explore every part of the young man before her, to make all his secrets, even the smallest details, have nowhere to hide in her presence.

“It’s nothing. Why has Lady Saintess Christine come over? Weren’t you chatting with Earl Lied?”

Hall said faintly.

He sensed Christine’s probing gaze. He was absolutely wary of this saintess candidate who had asked him if he wanted to date right from the start and whose character was inherently meticulous.

“Oh my, Young Master Hall pays so much attention to me? Chatting with Earl Lied was also to better understand you, Young Master Hall.”

Christine chuckled lightly.

“I think if Miss Christine wants to understand me, it would be best to find a place with no one around, just like last time.”

He had to be firm, continuing the persona from when they last parted.

Simply hiding was useless.

“What? Does Young Master Hall want to teach me adult knowledge? I happen to be quite interested in that as well.”

Christine continued to tease Hall.

Hall only retorted.

“Don’t just talk, Miss Christine. What’s the point of talking big to me here?”

He was implying he wanted to get serious, but in the game’s plot, Christine wouldn’t go to bed with him directly unless she had an unsolvable problem.

This girl’s character wasn’t the type to give in easily.

Hall judged that if he said this, the other party would definitely back off.

“Don’t be angry, Young Master Hall. I can’t help it. There are so many people here, I can only talk big. Are you going to explore forbidden knowledge with me in public? We’ll be arrested as heretics and thrown in jail.”

Christine’s logic wasn’t flawed either.

Because she was certain Hall was also putting up a strong front. If this guy was really that desperate for s*x, he wouldn’t have ended things so simply with Leticia in the auditorium last time.

Now Hall was silent. He realized Christine’s true goal.

No matter how much they bantered here, there would be no result, but someone was paying attention to the situation over here.

That person, of course, was Leticia.

The rosy-cheeked princess’s hand holding the teacup was trembling slightly.

It was likely the other party would come over as well.

What a scent of a battlefield. If he got caught in a battlefield in this game, all the heroines were ruthless characters who would unleash their ultimate moves when pushed to the limit.

He would die even faster.

“What do you really want?”

“Me? I want to explore Young Master Hall.”

“You think I have a secret?”

Hall appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly he thought, ‘This is bad.’

This statement was almost like a declaration of “I’m going to cling to you.”

“Of course, you do. By the way, that day, why did you appear in the Underground Street? You should have met one of them, either the Chick Phoenix or Mandosha Flower. The trajectory of fate is manifesting on you.”

A series of theologically-flavored statements made Hall very uncomfortable.

He looked directly at Christine, just wanting to figure out one question.

“Miss Christine, do you have another motive for approaching me?”

Now it was Christine’s turn to be a little uncomfortable.

Christine was very puzzled. What was wrong with Hall?

Did he know that she knew about the mysterious power within him?

But for that to be the premise, Hall would have to know he had a mysterious power within him.

No, judging by Hall’s slacking off in the past few years, if that vast power could be used normally by Hall, he would have gone on a killing spree long ago.

At that time, the titles engraved on Hall would not be “the Faxtius family’s dissolute young master,” “the scourge of Saint Louis,” or “the shame of the nobility.”

Instead, it would be “the Faxtius family’s handsome young nobleman,” “the hope of Saint Louis,” or “the glory of the nobility.”

Saint Louis was a very realistic city. Hall’s bad reputation was mainly because his abilities were lacking.

If Hall’s abilities were good, then all his strengths would be magnified, and all his weaknesses would just be considered part of his being human.

And Hall’s question was actually just a probe. He was wondering if Christine knew about his ability to replenish magic.

Because when a supposedly pure saintess acts like “hurry up and get on top of her” around you every day, you have to think, “What benefit does she get if you get on top of her?”

Hall felt that besides replenishing magic, Christine shouldn’t be able to gain any other benefits.

In the plot, the prerequisite for Christine letting him get on top of her was mostly to replenish magic.

The two of them looked at each other.

A round of mental games played out secretly.

But Christine ultimately held back from using her ultimate move. She couldn’t alert the snake in the grass. She wanted to slowly turn Hall into her possession.

So she walked past him sideways.

And in the somewhat ambiguous gazes of the crowd, she whispered in Hall’s ear.

“Young Master Hall, if you win later, you can make any request of me~”

Everyone in the Western Continent knew that a saintess could not break her oath.