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Watching the white-haired youth flash a “considerate” smile, Allyrose felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her. It was the kind of mortification akin to accidentally blurting out an ex’s name during an intimate moment.
‘There was a peculiar, almost suffocating awkwardness, as if her “current partner” was about to lovingly stab her to death,’ she gasped inwardly.
Cough, cough…
However, after a moment, Allyrose shook her head decisively. ‘No, that’s not right. How could he be my current partner? At most, he’s just a little puppy I keep for my own amusement and training!’
As for Jason… cough, cough, he wasn’t her ex either. After all, he was still her fiancé. Even though she had seen through his true colors, she still hadn’t broken off the engagement, intending to use her status as his fiancée for revenge. So, he definitely counted as her current partner.
Uh…
But why would the white-haired youth suddenly say that? What… a nightclub? Hmm…
It felt like sexual harassment, completely out of context. She hadn’t quite understood what he was talking about.
Hmm…
The young woman’s mind had truly blanked for a moment. She could only piece her memories together, bit by bit.
First, there was the dream she had just experienced.
****
She had actually dreamed of something from so long ago…
Even events that hadn’t appeared in the novel.
Ah—!
As this thought struck her, the twin-tailed girl suddenly clutched her head. A flood of the original owner’s memories surged through her mind, merging once more with her current self. The intense reaction gave her a headache, and it took a while for her to gradually recover.
‘That’s right, I remember now. So, that’s how it was when I was a child?’
As countless memories were awakened, Allyrose finally recalled her childhood, when she, a mere toddler, was brought to the Holy See alone.
It was a time with no companions, no one to confide in. There was only the Holy See’s endless, devilish training and lessons. She was treated as if she were being raised to be a robotic doll.
She could only persist, relentlessly striving. Occasionally, she would grit her teeth, remembering the parents who existed only as a vague memory in her mind. Inside, she would constantly regret why she had to be the Saintess, why she had to be brought to the Holy See to endure such inhuman torment.
Every time she thought of these things, a wave of grievance and pain would surge within Allyrose. But… that was not allowed, not permitted. The young woman could only desperately suppress her weakness and suffering, daring not to think of that home she could never return to.
She could only rely on… the Saintess’s noble status and sacred mission, and on Brother Jason, who had been chosen by her family and kingdom to be her fiancé.
She could only survive by clinging to and depending on these two ethereal identities.
****
‘How… ridiculous.’
Thinking this, Allyrose couldn’t help but shake her head. Now, she possessed neither of those identities, and oddly, felt much lighter. They all belonged to the new Saintess, Vivian.
Vivian, that girl, naively believed she had taken over Allyrose’s good life for over a decade. Yet, how could she possibly understand how much hardship Allyrose had endured, how many injuries she had suffered, to finally climb to that seemingly glamorous puppet position?
On the contrary… Vivian herself should be the one Allyrose envied. The moment she entered the Holy See, she immediately gained a status and privileges far surpassing Allyrose’s decades of hard work. She hadn’t suffered a single hardship, yet she had almost entered the core of the Holy See’s power.
Even if Allyrose were to explain how much she had suffered, telling Vivian she didn’t need to hate her for her childhood experiences, it would be futile. After all… in Vivian’s eyes, the Holy See had always treated its Saintesses with such grandeur. Who would ever… believe her?
‘Well… but speaking of ‘Brother’…’
Allyrose tilted her head, recalling that scene from back then.
It was truly strange. Ever since that spanking that nearly killed her, she hadn’t suffered any external injuries afterward. At most, there were internal injuries caused by relentless weight training.
And…
Who had saved her that day?
She only remembered that on that night, a small… yet soft and warm embrace had lifted her, and then… gently comforted her.
Then, when she woke up the next morning, her injuries were healed. She assumed her rescuer must have treated her; no one else in the Holy See would have been so kind.
‘Hmm… At the time, I thought it was Jason, but when I asked him later, he seemed to know nothing about it.’
‘Who… was that kind person?’
‘If I ever meet that benefactor again, I must thank them properly~’
Harboring such thoughts, Allyrose felt her mood lighten considerably. Dreaming of this again, perhaps it was a hint and guidance from the Divine Lord, indicating she wasn’t far from her past benefactor!
Hmm…
Although, for the past decade or so, the young woman had long forgotten about this matter and hadn’t thought about it at all, ha… haha…
****
‘Hm?’
‘Wait a minute…’
‘So, why did I, why did I have this dream? If not because of my benefactor, then was it because…’
Gulp—!
Suddenly, the young woman’s heart gave a violent lurch. A tingling, sweet, yet painful and itchy heat spread through her delicate marshmallow-like flesh.
Gulp—!
And, what was that about a nightclub the white-haired youth mentioned earlier… Ugh!!!
In the young woman’s mind, a scene from last night abruptly flashed: herself kneeling behind the bed curtains, only her blushing face visible as she watched Jason, her words painting a vague, incredibly suggestive picture.
Gulp—!
‘It’s… it’s over…’
‘I remember now, everything… I remember it all!’
“Click… Waaah! Ahhh! Ahhhhh!—”
To Luo Jia’s surprise, Allyrose’s first reaction upon regaining her senses was not to scold him or fight him, nor was it to curl her lips into a wicked smile and continue teasing him, maintaining her ‘bad woman’ persona.
Instead…
Her eyes suddenly welled up with glistening tears. Then… with a soft sniffle, the tears streamed down uncontrollably. She looked at him, weeping bitterly and whimpering pitifully:
“Waaah… You… you bullied me, waaaah! Ahhh! Ahhhhh!—”
‘Ah… no, no, I clearly stopped last night! You were the one who asked me to keep going!’
Facing the pitiful young woman, despite feeling a little wronged deep down, after a long moment, as expected…
The Demon Lord was utterly flustered by the crying girl before him.
‘What should I do, what should I do? Did I really go too far? How do I comfort her?!’
“Don’t… don’t cry, alright? It’s, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have bullied you like that. I’m sorry, my Master, alright? I’m sorry, please don’t cry…”
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