Chapter 128: Sister and Younger Sister

Hall was completely dumbfounded.

‘Damn it, why is Himan here?!’

“How could Himan be here?”

He had thought that coming to West Town would be an escape, but it turned out he could run from the monastery but not the temple.

But there was no reason for her to be here.

In the plot, the only reason Himan would come to West Town was if another heroine brought her here to farm experience, levels, and equipment.

It made no sense for her to come here alone.

To be honest, it was really ridiculous.

And West Town was the size of a district and a half of Saint Louis.

They might run into each other at any time.

Besides, he still had to protect Christine.

How could he escape Himan’s eyes?

What should he do?

Should he run now?

Leave West Town and pretend nothing had happened.

Go back to Saint Louis and wait for Himan to return.

No, he couldn’t do that.

He had just regained some of his past memories.

And the moment he had recovered his memory, Hall had also felt a surge of power from his brain.

His level seemed to have increased.

He felt that his combat power had increased by nearly ten percent.

In game terms, that would be about two levels.

Before level ninety, the attribute increase for each level was relatively limited.

Only the big level-up every ten levels would be a significant increase in talent.

It wasn’t much, but it was indeed useful.

After all, a sixty percent difference was still a sixty percent difference.

According to this logic, if all his memories were restored, his strength would be at least half of what it was before he lost his memory.

Because his memories were back, some of his equipment and items could surely not be retrieved.

But considering that he had consumed a huge amount of resources before he lost his memory, enough to raise a heroine to at least level ninety-five.

He felt it was very good.

Above level ninety-five, he could basically walk sideways before the late game.

As long as he didn’t trouble the Demon Lords, the current ceiling of the world’s combat power, there would basically be no problems.

In addition, the orphanage was sealed by the church.

There were very likely extremely rare mysterious items inside.

The people of the church could not decipher them at present.

He had his own memory, so he should be able to.

To leave West Town just because Himan had arrived.

No, absolutely not.

And West Town had obviously become the [stage].

Now, various forces were intertwined here.

If he left, Christine might also encounter dangers that were difficult to deal with.

And Himan.

If two heroines were in life-threatening danger at the same time, then he would very likely be super-duper-mega screwed.

According to the ridiculous law of the heroine’s route that if the heroine dies, then Hall must die first.

Even if he was as cowardly as a turtle, a meteorite from outer space might come and send him to hell for a trip.

“Lov, don’t tell Himan I’m here. I’ll avoid her for a while.”

Hall didn’t plan to send Christine into the church.

“I know, Young Master.”

Then Lov told Hall about how she had met Himan and how she had dealt with her.

Of course, Lov didn’t say that she had deliberately guided Himan and made Himan feel that she was not wrong.

“You’ve done well, Lov. Just keep covering for me like this.”

Hall felt that Lov was still the most worry-free.

She understood him too well.

“Yes, Young Master, don’t worry. If anything happens, Lov will inform you immediately.”

“This is a short-range magic book. You must use it with caution. Don’t let Himan find out.”

“Yes, I will definitely use it with care. Please rest assured, Young Master.”

Lov said she would be very secretive.

Hall thought for a moment, how did it feel like a tunnel war?

And Christine also came over with great interest to understand the situation, and then smiled and said she would help Hall hide his information.

“But Baron Hall, if I help you hide it well, shouldn’t you reward me?”

“…”

The word “reward” was deliberately drawn out by Christine.

So much so that it made Hall feel very subtle.

He could feel the slight chill in Lov’s aura beside him.

He clearly didn’t seem to have heard Christine speak in his memory.

She was the quiet type.

He didn’t expect her to be more fun-loving than Mandosha Flower now.

“What’s wrong? You can’t?”

Then she moved her lips slightly, as if to say, “If there’s no reward, I won’t help.”

Lov was very anxious on the side.

She knew that Hall couldn’t refuse.

What’s more, if he refused, her matter with Himan would also be exposed.

So she couldn’t help Hall refuse either.

“Alright, what reward do you want?”

Hall thought to himself that anything but replenishing her magic would be fine.

Speaking of replenishing her magic, he was also thinking, if he was the one who had whisked Christine and Mandosha Flower away in that big fire, then from that time until he lost his memory three years ago, there were seven or eight years.

In those seven or eight years, had Christine and Mandosha Flower not discovered that he could replenish her magic?

And when Christine heard this, she just curved her eyes into crescent moons, her eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.

“It’s a secret for now.”

‘I feel like I’ve been tricked again. But this is an open scheme, and I have to go along with it. I hope Christine’s memory won’t recover so quickly, and that she won’t know that I can replenish her magic.’

Given that Himan was currently at the church, it was even more impossible for him to go and stay at the church.

He also rented a room at an adventurer’s inn in West Town.

It was crowded with people on a normal day, so it was unlikely that Himan would meet him here.

As for Lov, he would not contact her unless necessary.

He was solo for these few days.

As for Christine’s blessing ceremony, he decided it would be best to go and see the situation as a passerby.

But as the night grew darker, he left the adventurer’s inn alone and walked towards the outskirts.

The center of West Town was still relatively lively because of the adventurers’ stalls and sales.

But outside the town, it was basically a desolate area, with no infrastructure, and even the number of streetlights was pitiful.

A low-level adventurer would definitely not dare to go out of the town at night.

It was easy to be killed and robbed.

“Why are you here all alone? Are you waiting to be sucked by a vampire?”

In the night, Parousia’s figure suddenly appeared.

Hall was also waiting for her.

Because he had found that ever since he had returned to the adventurer’s inn from the orphanage, the cross on his chest would glow red no matter what.

This meant that there was a vampire in West Town, and they had been following him.

Even after he had moved into the inn, they had not left.

After thinking about it, he felt that only Parousia would do such a thing.

If it were other vampires following him, they would have focused on Christine.

So he deliberately fished and decided to ask her about the situation.

“Don’t you dislike my bloodline? I just feel that you’ve been following me for half a day, so I wanted to meet you. What, are you and your Prince also in West Town?”

Hall’s real intention was the last few words.

But after hearing this, Parousia focused on the first few words, feeling that Hall still had some conscience.

“You know I’ve been following you for half a day, but Prince Vier is not here. I have nothing to say.”

“So she’s here.”

“I have nothing to say!”

Parousia was not good at lying.

She could only say she had nothing to say.

So Hall also knew.

And he knew that the Prince who had appeared this time was Prince Vier.

Vier’s bloodline had signs of poisoning this time, and was also missing.

The five bloodline princes all had text introductions in the game.

Vier Masara was the weakest among the five bloodline princes.

But she usually did not act alone.

If it was a dungeon that the player could challenge, it was basically bound to the vampire empress or other princes in one dungeon.

Her level was usually ninety-two, the lowest among the princes.

Her magic talent, as the top identity among the noble races, the vampire princes, must have one attribute as S.

Her swordsmanship talent was A-, which was considered very low among the princes.

Another important attribute of hers, in the game, her wisdom was a constant value of 1-100, and she had 99.

This wisdom was the complete opposite of Parousia’s “idiot.”

In general, although she was the weakest among the five princes in terms of combat power, she was still an existence that ordinary people could not reach.

Hall thought for a moment.

His current normal level was around seventy-five.

He was wondering if he could barely hold his own against Vier if he let Mandosha trigger the state of that New Year’s Eve, plus Christine’s blessing.

After all, if he couldn’t beat her, he would very likely be sucked dry.

If the other party sucked his blood, then Vier would most likely become a blood-sucking pump.

“By the way, after you went back and told your Prince last time, did she praise you?”

This was the art of speaking.

If Hall had asked about the situation directly, Parousia might have continued to say she had nothing to say.

But by changing the topic to “did she praise you.”

Then Parousia became loquacious.

“No, although the Prince didn’t question me, she didn’t praise me either. Was there a problem somewhere? Or was this mission not that crucial, and Prince Vier felt that using me to test you, this human male, was my full value?”

Parousia had actually been quite depressed these past few days.

Because she had been brainwashed by Hall’s bluff.

If she sucked Hall’s blood, she would lose her pure bloodline.

But even though she had completed the mission, Prince Vier had not shown much reaction.

This meant that this mission was not very important, which meant that because of a not-so-important mission, she had to lose her pure bloodline.

Although Parousia acted very proud in front of Hall, she also knew that her magic talent was very poor compared to other pure-blooded vampires.

And blood magic was the most important characteristic of the vampires, so did she even count as a pure-blooded vampire?

Sigh, Parousia would be very sad every time she left her coffin at a certain point.

She was about to trigger the “Blood’s Sorrow.”

She felt that the world was very big, and the coffin was very small, and her place was even smaller.

“Sigh… I see, Parousia. Your magic talent is not good, which is indeed fatal for a vampire. But I can help you.”

Hall suddenly said with a pained expression.

“You can help me?”

“I can, I’ll try my best to help you. After all, it’s because of me that you have to come and suck my blood. If you don’t use my blood, you won’t be so sad.”

“Yes, it’s all your fault… I don’t know why the Prince values you so much. She even told me to try my best not to let you be exposed to the eldest princess’s sight.”

But Parousia knew that Frida and Hall probably knew each other.

“Why? Can you tell me in detail? Otherwise, I won’t be able to find a starting point to help you. For example, why did you guys come to West Town?”

Hall continued to fish for information.

Parousia was a little touched at this moment.

She did not suspect him, and only thought that Hall wanted to help her, so she told him about Prince Vier asking her to meet the eldest princess and that West Town was very lively.

“She’s probably looking for something. The Prince is in that orphanage. It’s because you went there that I started to follow you.”

Parousia summarized.

“Looking for something? What is it? I saw that Saint Gregory’s deputy knight captain also seems to be looking for something in there.”

“Oh, you mean that annoying paladin…”

Thinking of meeting Arjo on the platform in Olan, Parousia was still a little uncomfortable.

Now thinking about it, it was not just because of the divinity.

She always felt that there was something abnormal in that guy’s body.

“Yes, it’s him. Could it be that your Prince and he are also looking for the same thing?”

Hall was not afraid that this information would be leaked to Vier.

On the contrary, it would let Vier secretly keep Arjo in check.

His heart was beating a little fast.

Vier and Arjo both had a general understanding of the existence of that thing, but could not get it.

If Christine brought him in, he was very sensitive to the puzzle-solving routines in the game and had a chance to get it.

It must be a legendary-grade, or even an epic-grade weapon, or a forbidden item of level two or above.

The level of items in the game was from level nine as the lowest, going up, and the highest was the god-forsaken level zero.

“Maybe. No wonder the Prince is in such a hurry. It turns out she has the same goal as the church. By the way, what are you going to do there, William?”

“That’s Christine’s old home. I wanted to take a look.”

Hall’s face was not red and his heart was not beating fast.

He hadn’t expected Parousia to not have noticed his goal.

“Oh, you’re so close to Christine. Are you not even letting the Saintess Candidate go?”

“Of course, such a stimulating attribute as a Saintess Candidate, of course I can’t let her go. If I don’t have a romance with a Saintess Candidate, my life will be very regrettable.”

He continued to argue, and after getting into character, he even said to Parousia, “You’re not a man, you don’t understand.”

“I really don’t understand your shallow thoughts. Then what are you going to do to make the Prince approve of me?”

Parousia didn’t care about this.

“Since your Prince wants the things in the orphanage, you have to ensure that your Prince gets the things inside as much as possible. So from now on, don’t focus on me. When I enter the orphanage, I will assist you.”

“Good.”

Parousia was very happy to hear this.

She also felt that the mission of mainly staring at Hall was very boring.

She wanted to make a big move to prove herself.

“Then that’s it. Remember to contact us at the first moment if anything unexpected happens. We will exchange information with each other and become the best allies.”

“Good!”

Parousia once again showed a smile and nodded repeatedly.

Her two round breasts began to sway under her black clothes due to her inner excitement.

“Then you go back first and tell your Prince what I know.”

“Oh… by the way, there’s one more thing. Do you know Himan, William?”

The big-breasted vampire was about to leave, but suddenly brought up this question that gave Hall a headache.

“I know her. What’s wrong?”

“She seems to be looking for someone, and she has also come to West Town. I talked to her two days ago, and the Prince’s meaning is to let me make friends with her. But she seems to be very on guard against me… can you introduce me?”

Parousia’s face showed a worried expression.

But Hall was really at a loss for this.

“No, my identity is too special, you understand? I am a specialist of the Black Knights, and now I am Christine’s guard, and also Mandosha’s partner. Now I have to hide my tracks in West Town.”

Hall emphasized, “You must not tell Himan that I am in West Town, otherwise I will not help you improve the Prince’s opinion of you.”

Hearing Hall threaten her, Parousia was both anxious and angry.

But there was nothing she could do.

She thought about it and it seemed that was indeed the case.

So she nodded and then disappeared into the darkness.

And seeing Parousia leave, he had a feeling of having survived a disaster.

It was a good thing he had met Parousia tonight, otherwise Parousia might have brought Himan to see him tomorrow.

“I’ll go to sleep first and continue to prepare tomorrow.”

Late at night, on the Holy Train to West Town.

Frida in a red dress was looking through the documents recently submitted by her subordinates under the magic light.

At this moment, a messenger in black came.

And delivered an envelope with a black eagle imprinted on the paper.

The black eagle was the symbol of the Bal royal family.

There must be an important document inside.

“This is our recent investigation result of the orphanage. It seems that various forces all want to get the things inside, whether it is the vampires you are cooperating with, the church, or the Salvation Church. We are not sure how many forces there are, but the thing inside seems to be a feather…”

The attendant showed an incredulous expression as he said this.

Because the word “feather” was the most frequent and unusual word that had been analyzed from the content of the magic communication scrolls near West Town.

“A feather?”

Frida took the envelope, opened it, and began to browse.

Speaking of feathers, she thought of that [Angel], which was the current Christine.

That girl used to have a pure white feather on her chest.

That feather had an indescribable sense of holiness.

Ordinary people would feel the urge to worship it just by looking at it.

But for Frida, this eldest princess, it was more of a curiosity and mystery.

So she just thought that thing was an ancient ornament.

But in fact, it was not.

That feather might be a level one forbidden item.

At least it had healing ability and various negative status resistances.

Frida had not seen any more effects, so she could not deduce.

However, she also knew that the Angel had a very strange weapon.

It was said that when that weapon was summoned, white feathers would continuously fall, and then disappear strangely as if they had fallen into a void.

“You can all leave first. Although I will arrive tomorrow, you will continue to pay close attention to the situation in West Town tonight.”

Frida instructed.

The black-robed attendant then disappeared at the end of the carriage.

And Frida was thinking about the night she had met Christine again.

There was no feather ornament on Christine’s right chest.

Could it have been placed in that orphanage?

She just felt that her deduction was a bit close.

If possible, she had to get that thing first.

And then decide how to use it.

As for Hall’s reaction, she was also very much looking forward to it.

On the night she arrived in West Town, Christine had a dream.

In her dream, white feathers fell.

One after another, white feathers fell from the dim starry sky.

But soon, a voice replaced this somewhat ethereal dream.

Then, the scene also appeared.

“Christine, do you want to eat this?”

“I don’t want it, sister. That’s not good.”

“What? Strawberry cake is delicious. The one the nun bought for you on your birthday, didn’t you eat it?”

“I ate it.”

“It’s not good?”

“It’s not good. Sister, don’t buy it.”

“Oh, no wonder there was so much left when I came back that day. You really don’t like sweets, Christine. How can a girl not like sweets?”

In front of a small dessert shop on the edge of West Town, a little girl in a simple white dress with purple hair pinched the cheek of a little girl with golden hair in a similar simple white dress.

Although the two’s clothes were similar, one could clearly see that there was no patch on the little golden-haired girl’s dress, while the little purple-haired girl’s dress was slightly worn.

The little golden-haired girl shook her head.

“You two little sisters, what would you like?”

The female shopkeeper behind the counter was naturally in a good mood when she saw two such cute children.

“I want this strawberry cake. She… I don’t know about her!”

The little purple-haired girl pointed at the smallest portion of strawberry cake and said.

The little golden-haired girl shook her head like a rattle-drum and said weakly, “Sister, I don’t want anything. Thank you…”

“Is that so?”

The smallest strawberry cake was not much bigger than an adult’s palm.

When she took it out, the little purple-haired girl glanced at the little golden-haired girl.

“Good sister, you really don’t want it?”

“I don’t want it, sister. You can have it yourself.”

Although the little golden-haired girl said so, she still swallowed some saliva in her mouth.

She actually liked to eat it.

What girl doesn’t like sweets?

But no.

As orphans in an orphanage, they didn’t have much money.

Although the accommodation and three meals in the orphanage were free, the children would mostly still help the nuns with some chores.

If they wanted pocket money, they could do some rough work.

If they wanted pocket money, they could only do some manual labor, sweeping the yard, tidying the bookshelves, weeding the vegetable garden, and so on.

Her sister did all these things, but she didn’t.

Her sister also didn’t let her do them.

Since it was her sister’s money, of course her sister should spend it on herself.

Besides, she was also well taken care of by her sister on a normal day.

Her sister tied her ponytail for her, her sister washed her clothes for her, and there were also various trivial matters of daily life, a wooden comb, a hair tie, a hairband, socks with cute patterns.

They were all bought with the pocket money her sister had earned.

As a younger sister, she would always think of taking care of her as an older sister.

That’s why she had left most of her not-so-large birthday cake for her sister.

At that time, she had only eaten one bite.

Little Christine, who had almost never eaten strawberry cake before, thought it was too delicious.

Such a delicious thing should be left for her sister.

This was a precious thing.

The other children in the orphanage couldn’t even eat it on their birthdays.

As a current Saintess Candidate, Christine was very sensible at a young age.

At that year, she had already vaguely known that there was a difference in treatment.

For example, she and her sister had special dresses to wear, and also beautiful black leather shoes that could be polished.

Although the material was not too good, almost all the other girls in the orphanage were wearing linen clothes and shoes, and the styles were also very old-fashioned.

Not beautiful at all.

Because it was precious, it had to be left for her sister.

It was very simple.

And, she hoped that the other children could also eat such delicious things.

But she also understood that it was different.

Just like in the orphanage, she and her sister would be treated a little differently.

In the outside world, some girls of the same age lived lives that were even more unimaginable.

The day before she was brought here by her sister to buy strawberry cake, she had met a blonde girl in the small town.

The other party was probably a noble, wearing a complicated Christine-style dress that they would never dare to wear, with a silver headpiece like a crown on her head, and black leather shoes on her feet that were clearly of a much higher grade than hers.

Her socks also looked pure white and flawless, and even seemed to glow.

What was even more outrageous was that the girl of the same age was clearly eating her favorite strawberry cake, but she had an impatient look on her face.

And because she was angry from arguing with the noble boy in a small suit beside her, she had directly thrown it away and run off.

After noticing this scene, little Christine was very sad.

She wondered why the thing she was reluctant to eat was thrown away by that girl.

At that moment, the eight-year-old Christine seemed to have a divine revelation and began to understand the rules of the world.

A certain state of mind, more than sadness, began to brew and sprout in her little heart.

However, her sister had not noticed the change in her younger sister’s expression at first.

The day before, they had just come to scout.

She had brought little Christine to see how much the strawberry cake cost.

If they didn’t have enough money, she would have to do some more things for the nuns after she went back.

But today, when she brought little Christine here again, her younger sister had refused several times and had emphasized that she didn’t like strawberry cake, that it was not delicious, and that it was a waste of money.

So the little purple-haired girl, recalling the past situation, thought that her younger sister probably really didn’t like sweets.

After all, she was older than her younger sister and more sensible, but she couldn’t resist the temptation of sweets.

But her younger sister could resist after eating one bite and leaving so much, so she probably really didn’t like it.

But after taking out a dozen or so somewhat mottled copper coins and taking the cake from the female shopkeeper’s hand, as an older sister, she looked a little hesitant again.

Did she really want to spend money to eat this?

It could clearly be spent on something the two of them needed more, such as slowly saving up to buy a new set of clothes for her younger sister, clothes that would look better than the blonde little girl from yesterday.

She had also noticed the situation yesterday, but when she had noticed it, she had only seen little Christine staring blankly at the departing blonde girl.

She thought to herself, ‘Did my younger sister like that noble girl’s dress?’

Although it might be very expensive, she believed that she would surely be able to buy it for her younger sister in the future.

So the scene changed, and it was the little purple-haired girl who tiptoed and wanted the cake, but then retreated.

The female shopkeeper’s face instantly showed a bit of a difficult expression because the shop owner was not far away.

But after a bit of a psychological struggle, it seemed that because the two girls were too cute, she was about to accept it.

And at this very moment, a voice from outside the two girls appeared in the dream.

“Get two of the most expensive small cakes for them. The most expensive, but not too big, or they’ll get fat.”

In the picture, the two girls almost instantly turned towards the source of the sound.

It was the boy in the small suit, the same boy they had met yesterday who had been arguing with the blonde noble girl.

“Get me another grape bread. Five silver coins, the rest is a tip.”

Five silver coins landed on the glass counter of the cabinet with a clink, the trajectory as beautiful as a parabola.

Only then did the female shopkeeper react and quickly took out the two most exquisite small cakes and handed them to the still-dazed two sisters.

The little purple-haired girl and little Christine were both very sensible and understood that it was bought for them, but they didn’t understand why the other party would buy such an expensive thing for them.

So they each held a cake and looked at him warily.

But the little young master just introduced himself.

“Nice to meet you. I am Hall Faxtius.”

That day.

They had met for the first time in this world.

The dream also ended here.

…

Phew ha… phew ha…

Christine woke up from a long dream.

Her brain was a little dizzy.

And Maria, who was beside her, saw that Christine had woken up and her face was full of worry.

“Lady Christine, is it because of the continuous blessing ceremonies that you’re too tired?”

It was already past nine o’clock.

“I’m fine… cough cough…”

Next, something that made Maria even more worried happened.

Christine actually coughed up a few drops of blood.

But Christine had no time to worry about these things.

Because she could clearly feel the characters and events in the dream.

She could empathize with them.

She could also feel that something in the orphanage was calling her.

…

At the same time.

The Black Rose had arrived at the Salvation Church branch near West Town.

Because of Marisa’s instructions last night, she had to come and confirm if that thing was still there.