LGHTNOVELBOOK chapter 260
Chapter 260. Pitiful Wife, Miss Ellen
Speaking of the royal capital on the other side.
Valentina woke up this morning feeling like her mood was just… not good.
Or, actually, terrible.
As for the reason?
That hardly needs explaining, not for someone whose entire mind is consumed with getting Noah’s attention.
It’s naturally because Noah hadn’t appeared before her all of yesterday!
An entire day!
A full 24 hours, 1440 minutes, 86400 seconds!
Her beloved god had not looked upon her!
Although she knew it was probably because of the things she’d secretly stirred up, which had caused huge trouble for Sister Clothilde.
Her god might be in such a mess dealing with it that he couldn’t spare her any attention…
Thinking about it, she felt a little thrill of excitement, a kind of guilty pleasure at having successfully ‘punished’ Noah.
But one thing is one thing!
She hadn’t seen Noah all of yesterday!
That’s a fact!
Therefore, ever since she woke up this morning, the princess has been sporting a perpetually cold face.
Anyone could tell her mood was worse than usual.
So, whether it was knights of the order, palace guards, or even commoners on the royal capital streets, they all tacitly avoided bothering Valentina.
Since the Ellen incident, Valentina had gradually changed her style.
No longer just rushing in blindly, she now possessed the elegance and calmness befitting royalty.
Although some citizens felt that this ‘commoner princess’ wasn’t as approachable as before, and regretted it.
Others believed Valentina had simply matured in her demeanor.
But whether it was investigating criminals or settling scores with nobles, she was still showing she cared about the people, and they ought to be grateful for the princess’s maturity.
If Valentina could succeed to the throne and become queen, their country would be so much better.
The former group, after thinking about it, agreed; plus, seeing the princess’s cold, handsome face had a certain charm…
It’s said, maybe getting looked at by the princess with disdain wouldn’t be so bad?
The common folk, their strange kinks gradually developing, watched Valentina moving about the royal capital with a mix of worry and excitement.
Meanwhile, Valentina was completely oblivious, and didn’t care at all what the people thought.
She only knew she was in a terrible mood.
If Noah didn’t show his face soon.
She might actually be unable to resist going to the kingdom’s north, searching for the ‘holy sword’ rumored to be able to seal dragons and evil gods.
The thing is, she really didn’t want to seal any evil gods right now.
Because she considered herself the evil god’s first familiar and believer, how could she possibly seal away her beloved and worshipped god?
Besides, this rumor was very likely a trap deliberately set by that terrible god of hers, and she wouldn’t let him have his way by falling for it.
Choosing to ignore him would instead make him anxious, and his anxiety would lead him to do even more outrageous (delightful) things to her.
But she had to admit, it was quite tempting…
The thought of being able to seal her god away in that decrepit temple, and then sealing herself, the ‘dragon’ , in as well.
Wouldn’t that mean she could forever monopolize her god’s gaze?
And so, time flew by and it was noon.
The princess, irritable but presenting a cold demeanor, was in a fierce inner struggle.
Unsure whether to find the time to fly to the secret lands in the kingdom’s north, in search of that ‘holy sword’, whose existence was dubious at best.
It was then that she vaguely heard a familiar yet strange voice.
“…Huh? Is selling this to me at this price really okay? Can you even make a profit like that?”
It was a fair-skinned, flat-chested blonde beauty wearing a simple dress, holding a vegetable basket in both hands, looking somewhat troubled as she spoke to the greengrocer.
From her polite manner of speaking and the faint mature aura she exuded, she seemed like a young newlywed, feeling bad about the shopkeeper being too nice to her.
If it were truly just a wife buying groceries, Valentina wouldn’t have given it a second thought.
But the problem was, she recognized that face.
“…Miss Agatha?”
Valentina subconsciously frowned, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure, murmuring a certain name.
But she soon realized her mistake.
That wasn’t Agatha, but her beloved ‘Teacher Allen’.
After all, Agatha had already died twice, surviving a resurrection match was just too much.
And Agatha possessed that kind of serious, brave, and assertive personality, or else she wouldn’t have accomplished the dragon-slaying feat as a princess.
But this ‘blonde beauty’ who shared Agatha’s face was very gentle, with a kind of pathetic charm that made you want to protect her.
Thinking of this, Valentina remembered that her teacher and her childhood friend were together.
Sorry, she’d almost forgotten about those two.
After all, they weren’t her concern, she only needed her Divine Lord, and that was enough.
But running into them today felt like some kind of fate.
So, Valentina temporarily stopped thinking and just observed for a bit longer.
And then, not long after, she noticed something different about the blonde beauty and a pleased smile spread across her face.
—Heh, looks like you’ve been having a good time every night, Professor Allen~
Even though the blonde beauty was hiding it well, wearing a high-necked shirt on purpose.
Valentina, with her ‘Dragon Eyes’ far sharper than a human’s, could still vaguely see a dark object.
It was a collar.
An item that signified belonging.
And who put it on her? Needless to say, it was the gentle youth, Clyde.
For this childhood friend, this stranger now, Valentina felt nothing at all.
As long as Clyde didn’t shamelessly appear in front of her again and give her that disgusting confession.
Then, Her Highness wouldn’t care what happened to him.
—Is that how it is… so Professor Allen and Clyde are doing well, Professor Allen has already gotten used to being a woman, she’s even out buying groceries like a housewife, huh, that’s nice, I wish them happiness~
Although her childhood friend, Clyde, wasn’t even there.
Her Highness still blessed their future with not a sliver of sincere feeling—a cheerful smile playing on her lips, as if it was none of her business.
“Looks like Miss Allen is gradually getting used to her current identity, huh? What do you say, shall we go up and say hello? Her expression would certainly be amusing,”
At that moment, Noah suddenly appeared behind Her Highness using Transfer, urging her to do something a ‘bad woman’ would do, with a mischievous tone.
But what Noah didn’t know, was that a flash of fanatical delight immediately appeared in the princess’s violet vertical dragon pupils upon hearing his voice.
He came! She knew that her Divine Lord wouldn’t ignore her!
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PS. This is today’s third chapter, more tomorrow.