Scomat Mansion, late at night.
Many things had happened in a single day.
Even though his energy was still sufficient, his mental state had grown quite poor.
Lauren, for the moment, had no mind to care about anything related to the System.
Exhausted, he returned to his room.
Regardless, what’s done is done.
First, let’s sleep!
He would arrange the rest properly tomorrow.
Thinking thus, he entered his dreams.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
It sounded like something sharp hitting the glass window.
The noise was high-pitched and echoed in Lauren’s room.
The clamor reaching his ears roused him from the deep darkness.
“What’s going on?”
Lauren looked toward the window with sleepy eyes.
A crow was pecking violently at the glass in the moonlight, as if trying to get in.
When the crow saw Lauren awake, it realized its goal had been achieved.
It stopped and cawed loudly at him.
It wasn’t bird language—it was human speech!
“O…open the door!”
“Decree of the [Demon Lord]! Apostle! Receive it quickly!”
“Huh?”
Though a bit surprised, Lauren got up to open the window and receive the crow.
In appearance, it was no different from an ordinary crow.
But when Lauren drew near, a hole opened wide in the center of its forehead, and a small scroll protruded from within.
As soon as Lauren took the scroll, the crow, seeing its mission complete, flapped its wings, cawed twice, and flew straight away.
Now, only the chirping of insects rose and fell outside the window.
He locked the door and window again, lit a lamp to read, and opened the scroll.
The letter had an archaic style.
[To Lord Lauren, For Your Eyes Only]
[Tonight I observed the celestial signs and suddenly noticed the Northern Goddess Star shining brightly. Thus, a feeling arose in my heart: the Saint of the Northern Goddess has been born into the world.]
[Calculating her location, it is near you.]
[Now, I order you: arrest her immediately.]
“Arrest the Saint?”
After reading the scroll, Lauren immediately realized that his own villain plotline had arrived.
He knew the Saint’s identity all too well.
She was the daughter of the neighboring village chief, his fiancée Yuli’s childhood friend—Lian Kamila.
At this moment, she hadn’t revealed her identity as the Saint yet.
She was probably still happily chatting with Yuli on QQ Space.
In the original plot, after Yuli came to break off the engagement, did he turn love into hate?
Anyway, that’s how it was set in the story.
Yuli said she didn’t like Lauren and disdained to be with him.
Then, holding Lian’s hand, she walked up to him and said affectionately:
“This is the person I truly want to spend my life with!”
Thus, Lauren blamed all the faults on Lian, who stood beside her.
The next day, he immediately went to arrest the Saint Lian, using that to take revenge on Yuli.
“Alright, it’s only right. I’ll do it all together tomorrow.”
He put away the scroll and went back to sleep.
What Lauren didn’t notice was that on the other side of his window, a figure was watching him with interest, anticipation flickering in her emerald green eyes.
The night breeze was cool.
Anne sat on a tree branch directly across from Lauren’s room, holding the crow that had just flown out.
Its neck was twisted to the side, clearly dead for some time.
As someone who had lived a second life, how could Anne forget the hateful women who had caused her boss’s death in the previous life?
Let’s set aside Yuli for now.
That arrogant fool with the abnormal sexual orientation wasn’t much of a threat to her boss.
The key was the woman beside Yuli, named Lian Kamila.
She was especially insidious and cunning.
She was the one Anne truly saw as a threat.
A Saint?
Sounds nice!
She was the best at seducing others!
If it weren’t for her constantly helping her boss escape and giving him false hope, he wouldn’t have kept trying to run away from her side, ultimately meeting a deathly end.
“Hypocritical Saint Lian, in this life, you won’t snatch my boss away from me, meow!”
Her gaze was cold and hateful.
‘This time, I will make sure the Saint returns in utter defeat!’
All this ill-fated connection originated from tomorrow’s broken engagement.
Anne had already made up her mind: she would absolutely not let the two have too much contact.
At this point in time, the Saint should not have awakened the divine power within her.
If necessary, she wouldn’t mind personally eliminating the Saint, the greatest threat, nipping it in the bud.
That was what Anne thought.
A cute cry of “Meow!” rang through the night, startling the birds and beasts around the mansion.
Using her feline advantages, she jumped down from the tree branch and swept around the mansion like a gust of wind.
She continued her nightly patrol of the mansion, fulfilling her duty as the sole head of security, maintaining the mansion’s peace.
As the mansion’s only maid, night patrols, field protection, daily chores, and Lauren’s meals and living arrangements were all handled by her alone.
It was an enormous workload.
As the full version holder of the talent [Beast God’s Blessing], Anne’s recovery of vitality and energy far exceeded her own consumption.
Even when it came to restoring her spirit through sleep, she only needed a short nap to equal an ordinary person’s twelve hours of sleep.
Coupled with her superhuman physique and feline speed as aids, this was the secret behind how she could single-handedly keep the entire mansion running.
Anne, still full of energy today!
In the middle of the night, for some reason, the expected night raid from Anne didn’t come.
But Lauren discovered another problem.
A “tap tap tap” sound came from outside, first distant then near, and soon from the hallway.
It was as if a ghost was walking around the mansion, always appearing outside his room.
This commotion made it impossible for him to sleep peacefully.
“Anne should be asleep by now.”
Lauren thought.
‘I wonder if she knows about this situation in the mansion. I need to have a good discussion with her.’
He curled up in his blanket like a maggot, until his eyelids could no longer stay open, and then he fell into a deep sleep again.
Morning light spilled through the curtains onto the floor.
As soon as Lauren opened his eyes, he found himself being pressed down.
Fortunately, it wasn’t a ghost pressing him—it was Anne pressing him.
Anne was using her usual cat sleeping posture, lying prone on top of him with a blanket between them.
Even though she was pressing him, her weight was very light, just like a real cat.
It seemed that if he pulled the blanket, she would roll off the bed due to inertia.
So, should he pull the blanket or not?
Just as Lauren was thinking this, Anne opened her eyes as if by telepathy, her emerald green eyes staring straight at him.
She rubbed her eyes and yawned.
She had just patrolled all night.
Following her habit from the previous life, she came to sleep on her boss’s bed.
She should have gone to her own nest, but it didn’t matter now.
“Good morning, boss meow!”
Anne, still full of energy today.
“Boss, then do you need my morning kiss?”
Her eyes sparkled.