To prevent the Saintess from slacking off, Shilo let go of his longsword and picked up the kitchen knife.
After some busy work, facing a certain Saintess who held a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, occasionally tapping the table and urging him with her words, he brought the dish to the table.
Seeing her eyes light up, eating with reckless abandon, regardless of image, no matter how helpless he felt inside, in the end it could only turn into a resigned sigh.
He could only… get used to it…
Shilo also sat down on a chair, ready to start eating, when something suddenly occurred to him. He looked at Lintis and said:
“Saintess, speaking of which, were those dishes you made before a specialty cuisine from the central region of the empire?”
Hearing this, Lintis stuffed a shrimp into her mouth, chewed a couple of times without swallowing yet, and replied:
“Yeth…”
The voice was slurred, but fortunately Shilo understood the meaning. He nodded and continued:
“Could you spare some time to teach me? I feel this type of cuisine is extremely delicious, completely opposite to the cooking I knew before.”
“Okay!”
Hearing that her “babysitter” wanted to expand his culinary repertoire, Lintis quickly swallowed the chewed shrimp and agreed without a second thought.
This made Shilo pause in surprise. He thought that given the Saintess’s nature, she would find it troublesome and refuse to teach him.
After all, he had been kicked out of the kitchen earlier.
But if Lintis had heard this thought, she would surely have given him a scornful look.
‘Buddy, I’m starving and waiting for a meal, and you’re in the way, hindering my eating, and you expect me to have a good attitude toward you?’
Of course, Shilo didn’t know that.
Finishing a rather satisfactory lunch, Lintis lay down on the sofa early to rest, leaving the dishwashing work to Shilo.
Her reason: she ate too much and couldn’t move.
To this, although Shilo was speechless, he didn’t argue.
In his view, finishing early meant starting training early.
He washed the dishes faster than usual, and after finishing, with a hint of excitement, he went to the open space, condensed a white longsword, and began training.
“Mmm…”
Lying on the sofa, Lintis watched Shilo through the window, a slight smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.
“Mr. Shilo, so diligent~”
As she watched, perhaps because she was full, drowsiness began to erode her mind.
She was about to lie down on the sofa for a quick nap when she suddenly remembered something. She got up, opened the window, and called out to Shilo not far away:
“Mr. Shilo! When you come back, remember to bring in the deck chairs and table outside! I’m counting on you~”
After seeing Shilo’s familiar expression, Lintis giggled without any sense of shame, lay down comfortably, and pulled a small blanket over herself.
No sooner had she lain down than the drowsiness from earlier returned. This time she didn’t resist and accepted it.
Eat, sleep, sleep, eat—that’s life~
Consciousness soon sank into chaos.
……
After an unknown amount of time, she vaguely heard a sound.
“Saintess, Saintess, please wake up.”
“Mmm…” Lintis mumbled, barely opening her heavy eyelids. Seeing a familiar face, she gave a silly smile.
“Ah… Mr. Shilo, is it time for dinner?”
“…”
Shilo raised an eyebrow. This thing that was like a pig—was she really the Saintess?
He couldn’t help but wonder again inwardly, but it didn’t last long. Instead, he curled his lips slightly.
“Saintess, it’s not time for dinner yet. I wanted to say that I’ve already learned it!”
Shilo’s face showed visible excitement, which made the groggy Lintis tilt her head. She unconsciously reached out and patted his head, saying while patting:
“There, there, good job~”
With a click, Shilo clenched his fist, the corner of his mouth twitching wildly. He grabbed the Saintess’s arms and pulled her up.
She let out a “ya” of surprise, her head uncontrollably bumping into Shilo’s chest, making intimate contact with his hard body.
“It hurts!” Lintis lifted her head, covering her forehead with a pitiful look, and glared at Shilo in dissatisfaction.
“What are you doing! You bruised me!”
Ignoring the Saintess’s complaints, Shilo raised the white longsword in his hand, barely containing his excitement.
“Saintess, I’ve already learned it. Would you like to come see?”
Hearing this, Lintis blinked, feeling curious. This was the first time she had seen Mr. Shilo so excited. How rare!
But… already learned?
How long had it been? That fast?
Lintis glanced out the window and saw that the sun had set without her noticing.
Huh? She had slept that long?
She had only intended to take a short nap…
Well… never mind…
Compared to that…
She looked back at Shilo, meeting his somewhat expectant gaze, and said:
“Let’s go then, Mr. Shilo. Let me inspect you properly~ Don’t let Teacher Lintis catch you lying~ If you do, I’ll hold you responsible for disturbing my sleep!”
Normally, Mr. Shilo would have made a sarcastic remark, but this time he just nodded gently and walked outside.
This surprised Lintis. She blinked, put on her shoes, and slowly followed.
By now, Shilo was already standing in the open space, assuming a stance. When Lintis came into view, his eyes lit up.
In front of Lintis, he couldn’t wait to swing the stable white longsword, leaving a silver-white trail in the air. The presence of the thread was clearly visible, and the end of the thread was a fruit tree more than ten meters away—the same one used for the demonstration that morning.
The fruit tree’s body immediately turned white. The next second, with a crack, the thick trunk snapped and fell to the ground. The heavy weight crushed the farm’s fence, causing Xiaobai not far away to bark frantically.
However, Shilo seemed not to notice and was still immersed in the joy of success. He looked at Lintis, awaiting her evaluation.
But Lintis only looked at the fallen fruit tree with some heartache. She had been planning to pick fruit tomorrow…
Now… the ripe apples lay on the ground, white flesh scattered everywhere, like her heart that shattered along with the fallen tree.
Lintis snorted coldly and walked toward Shilo with a fierce demeanor.
When she got close, she raised her hand and slapped him on the forehead, then turned and walked away. Her face was sullen the whole time, not wanting to give him any good expression.
Bad guy!
If it weren’t for the fact that this idiot was rarely so happy, she would have definitely pinned him down and given him a beating!
Hmph!
However, the oblivious Shilo only saw the Saintess storming toward the wooden house.
His excitement immediately diminished greatly, thinking that his performance was too poor and the Saintess was blaming him for waking her up. His spirits sank.
Just then, the Saintess, already half inside the wooden house, suddenly paused. She turned around, revealing her pouting face, and left a remark without good humor.
“Not bad…”
Click.
The wooden door closed, and the Saintess disappeared from sight.
Shilo touched his forehead in confusion, stared at the star on his hand for a moment, then looked again toward the direction the Saintess had left, lost in thought.
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