Lauren still couldn’t be sure if, after being transported into the game world, there would still be things like a protagonist’s halo to protect important characters’ lives.
The system of the game’s main character had come into his hands.
He really couldn’t guarantee whether important characters from the original plot would still receive treatment as good as before, or whether there was something called fate’s corrective force.
After all, he had never personally witnessed this so-called fate’s corrective force in action.
And after seeing what was before him, he became even less certain.
Not far from his mansion, in a large crater that dented the ground, Lauren saw the figure of his maid.
She was lying spread-eagled in the very center of the pit, eyes closed, life unknown.
Seeing this, Lauren instantly tensed up. He held his breath and focused on observing Anne’s condition.
“Phew!”
Then Lauren let out a sigh of relief.
Luckily, the final result was good.
Good thing she was still breathing.
“I knew it, how could Anne die so easily!”
‘Our “Floral Fantasy Poem” has never been a dark, deep, and cruel game. Please stop destroying the worldview of our 12+ game of truth, kindness, and beauty!’
Watching Anne’s small chest rise and fall slightly, she seemed to be asleep.
Her sleeping face was peaceful, even smiling faintly, as if having a good dream.
Lauren, at ease, desu!
Although Anne’s maid outfit was tattered and torn, revealing a bit of her figure, fortunately it wasn’t serious, and he was the only one here.
Well, actually, he wasn’t the only one.
Lauren turned his gaze to the other person lying in the pit, a girl who had fallen face-down in the dirt next to Anne.
This seemed to be the one who had fought Anne all night near the mansion.
Perhaps he should call her an intruder?
From her appearance—face-down in the dirt, as if cosplaying as a commander—Lauren couldn’t tell whether this blonde girl was alive or dead.
But someone who could have a fierce all-night battle with Anne and wreck the surroundings like this must have strength not to be underestimated.
He guessed she probably wasn’t beaten to death!
Looking at Anne’s peaceful sleeping state, she seemed to be the victor, huh?
Lauren slowly walked toward this unknown girl.
He was curious who could have fought Anne so fiercely.
Short blonde hair at shoulder length, a white dress that was originally clean but now stained with dust, a short stature—this girl looked very familiar!
‘I must know her!’
‘And her role in the plot is very important!’
‘After all, it’s not some random stray dog that can trade blows with Anne in the story.’
The closer he got, the more familiar she looked.
Okay, Lauren recognized the blonde girl before him.
Oh, it really is an acquaintance!
Isn’t this the renowned Frost Flower Saint, Lady Lian Camilla!
Haven’t seen her in a few days, and she’s fallen so low, sleeping on the ground?
If it’s our Lady Frost Flower Saint, it’s not strange that she could achieve such a result against Anne…
The hell it isn’t!
‘No way, how does she have this kind of strength?’
Lauren walked up to Lian, crouched down to look, and said with great doubt in his heart.
‘Lian does have the strength to fight Anne to a standstill, but there’s one important problem: right now, she doesn’t!’
‘Completely wrong, this timing is off!’
‘At this point in time, Lian is still a village girl, raising chickens, farming, and spending time with Yuli to foster their childhood friendship.’
‘She shouldn’t have awakened her holy power yet to become a true saint, let alone fight Anne so fiercely.’
‘Just yesterday I saw her at Yuli’s house, and she was fine. She only nodded to me in passing, not even that much. So why did she suddenly turn into a war goddess today and fight Anne at my place?’
‘Why does Saint Lian appear here? This is a big question worth investigating.’
‘Just yesterday, when I tried to ambush her, I was unexpectedly knocked out by the suddenly erupting maid Anne, tied up, and brought home to sleep for a day.’
‘Then I woke up this morning and found a large area of battle marks at my doorstep.’
‘One is the maid who knocked me out yesterday, the other is the person I wanted to kidnap yesterday. Today they lie in the same pit.’
Considering such a strange situation, a surprising yet logical conjecture appeared in Lauren’s mind.
“Could Anne really be a loyal subject!”
The more Lauren thought about it, the more correct it felt.
Perhaps the world line had changed the moment he transmigrated, and some things he thought were normal had twisted just a little.
For example, Lian’s strength didn’t match his expectations from the plot.
If he still followed the original plot’s mindset in the kidnapping mission, he would definitely be slapped to death by her.
And Anne, because she understood this, was unwilling to let him take the risk, so she preferred to knock him out.
She went alone to challenge the enemy boss, Saint Lian, fought her for three hundred rounds, and brought her to the doorstep of his mansion, all to fulfill his request.
Thinking of this, Lauren was deeply moved and muttered to himself:
“Anne really is a great loyal subject! She really was protecting me!”
Lauren was very touched and couldn’t help but apologize to the maid Anne in his heart.
“I’ve wronged you, Anne!”
“I actually thought you had ulterior motives and were a rebellious vassal who liked to defy your superior. It turns out I was the one who didn’t know what was good for me.”
Lauren couldn’t help but say with relief:
“Anne dares to share her master’s worries. She is truly a rare loyal and righteous person. In the future, when I start a small group within the Old Days Society, I’ll definitely make you the second-in-command!”
The more Lauren thought, the more excited he became.
His gaze at Anne in the pit completely changed.
This was no ordinary cat-eared maid.
He had been blind to see Anne as a useless old fossil.
She was clearly a peerless good cat, loyal and courageous, sacrificing herself for her master!
He had even already painted a picture in his mind of Anne fighting fiercely last night, bathed in blood.
On that dark and windy night, facing the prematurely awakened and ferocious Saint Lian, Anne stood alone without any retreat, gritted her teeth, and lured her to the mansion.
In order to prevent her master from falling into danger, she fought with all her might against the powerful enemy, completing the capture mission her master had assigned.
From the fall of night until the faint light of dawn, she finally managed to subdue Lian, and she herself collapsed from exhaustion into a deep sleep.
Lauren was so moved that tears almost came to his eyes!
Such an act of loyalty and righteousness—across the entire game plot, he feared he couldn’t find a second example!
Lauren carefully avoided the rubble around the pit, stepping very lightly, afraid of waking the exhausted Anne.
He first walked over to Anne, took off his own coat, and gently placed it over her tattered maid outfit.
His movements were gentle, and he kept muttering softly:
“You’ve worked hard, Anne. Sleep well. From now on, I’ll never doubt you again. You are my most trusted loyal subject.”
After doing all this, he turned to look at Lian, who was still face-down on the ground, seemingly unconscious, and his brow slightly furrowed again.