“Waaah…… why did you suddenly grab me and start running? At least say something first, okay?”
When Idelila dragged Haili away without a word, as both the party involved and the victim, she didn’t even have time to look back and was almost pulled along—but anyway, the result was good.
Idelila dragged the shaken Haili into a narrow alley.
Haili was still a bit dazed, not yet adapted to what had just happened, just like in her previous life when her buddies took her street racing—very thrilling, and very much not treating her like a human being at all……
She went limp and leaned against Idelila’s shoulder.
“Already tired, Saintess?”
Idelila looked completely calm and effortless, casually wiping the sweat from her forehead.
“Looks like someone’s physical fitness still needs some improvement.”
Haili glared at this person who had absolutely no empathy, full of resentment—relying on her abundant magic to run around recklessly, without thinking about who she was dragging along.
Just wait until my body recovers, I’ll push you to the busiest street center, then shout ‘All eyes on me,’ and dump you there in the street……
“Sweetness.”
As Haili indulged in her evil plans, a wicked little expression unconsciously appeared on her face.
Idelila quietly watched her muttering micro-expressions, and while Haili wasn’t paying attention, toyed with her hair.
“Let me guess—Haili only makes that naughty smile when she’s thinking about how to get revenge on me. It’s like lemonade: when you drink it there’s a slightly numbing, electric sourness, but if you savor it carefully, there’s something different.”
Most people, when they sense someone else’s ill intentions, instinctively guard against and resist them.
But Idelila was the complete opposite with Haili. After all, she and Haili could feel the emotions deep within each other’s hearts.
Although Haili always said “I hate it, I hate it, I hate it,” Idelila could feel that there was no malice at all—just pure little temper—which never made her feel repelled.
But in fact, at the very beginning Haili hadn’t been completely without malice either.
For example, that night she could have directly strangled her to death……
Once, Idelila had to be wary and alert even toward the slightest malice, yet unexpectedly she wanted to give up resisting.
It seemed that being killed by Haili back then wouldn’t have been so bad.
She could have become a proper new Saintess, just like someone who was wholeheartedly seeking death would think—compared to continuing to be a puppet manipulated by the Church, she would rather become a corpse.
One that Haili could never forget, whether because of love or hate, or that indelible guilt.
On the contrary, Haili’s bad ideas toward her were like acting spoiled with her, making her both look forward to it and feel reluctant to let go—just like what romance novels often say: “Why does she only tease me and not tease you? It means she has me in her heart.”
So she never thought of sabotaging Haili’s plans.
After all, in her eyes, how bad could Haili possibly be?
At most, she’d stuff two extra slices of bitter melon—something she herself disliked—into her breakfast sandwich, then feel terribly guilty and snatch it back, gritting her teeth and tearfully eating the bitter melon sandwich she feared most, all while putting on a completely nonchalant expression.
“Hey, they’re already gone. You can let go of me now. Let go.”
Haili shook off Idelila’s hand and straightened her headscarf again, even carefully checking that it was securely in place before feeling relieved.
Although it was unexpected, it seemed their shopping plan had to end early.
The streets were probably all searching for her now.
The Saintess’s accident had already made everyone worry for a long time—on one hand out of concern for the Saintess, and on the other, for themselves.
They had finally gotten a chance to once again receive the Saintess’s blessing as psychological comfort, only for it to be ruined by the Third Prince’s nonsense.
Now that they had seen the living Saintess appear before them, how could those anxious people let this chance slip by?
“It looks like the Saintess came this way!” An anxious voice came from the alley entrance.
Haili immediately felt that something was wrong.
How were these people chasing so relentlessly? Were they cheating?
She looked around in a panic.
This narrow alley, aside from a gray, dingy wall, had nothing that could be used to hide. The only place she could hide……
Haili was somewhat unwilling to look in that direction. Idelila gently opened her arms toward her.
That’s right—the only place she could hide now was in Idelila’s embrace, burying her head and covering herself with the wide cloak.
“Be quicker—those anxious believers can’t wait to see the Saintess.”
“You—you’re taking advantage of the situation, adding insult to injury, using the chance to take liberties with me…………”
She argued relentlessly with her mouth, but Haili’s body was very honest as it slipped into the embrace opposite her, and then she fell silent.
“Alright, alright, Haili is a good child. It’s only Idelila who’s taking the chance to cling that’s the big bad one. Now be good and close your eyes.”
When the believers searched over here, all they saw was the black-haired girl quietly leaning in the corner by the wall, and in her arms there seemed to be a trembling figure hiding.
What were they thinking—how could the Saintess possibly be holding someone else so intimately? That meant she definitely wasn’t here.
The believers, wearing a sacred filter when it came to the Saintess, left regretfully, and the street returned from its earlier uproar to its usual bustle.
Seeming to notice the sound of footsteps gradually moving away, Haili struggled to lift her head, but was gently pressed down by a pair of hands.
“Stop messing around, I can hear that they’ve already gone far away, okay? At a time like this just—”
“No, Haili, there are still other people here who haven’t gone far…………”
At the alley entrance, two figures standing one before the other quietly stopped within Idelila’s vigilant gaze, as if proving her words.
Haili was helpless, but as the pressure of the hand eased, she finally managed to slip out.
She looked at the two uninvited guests with a mix of curiosity and lingering fear.
If they were ordinary believers, upon seeing her they would probably have already run over excitedly, but the two in front of her didn’t move at all.
And why did the sneaky-looking guy in the back feel a little familiar?
“No—wait—it’s him!”
“Second brother, are you sure you didn’t see wrong? How do these two wild girls look anything like the one from the daytime—no, you damned girl!!”
That rude blond young man pointing at Haili and shouting was none other than the Third Prince Chris, who had been driven out of the church earlier that day!
And beside him stood a squinty-eyed weirdo with short purple hair, looking at her with an appraising gaze, as if she were some kind of toy… really unpleasant.
“Ah.”
“I forgot to introduce myself. I am this fellow’s elder brother. I came especially to apologize to the two of you for what happened this morning. I am Moli—”
At this moment, Idelila suddenly revealed a mocking, provocative smile and spoke disdainfully, “So it turns out you’re a royal bastard.”
The other party’s originally suave fake smile shattered in an instant, like a broken mirror, falling apart.
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