Chapter 42: How Did I Trip on Flat Ground?

Nanako glanced to the side and saw Arnold sitting on his tall warhorse.

Swish. With a graceful flip, her petite body landed steadily on the ground, leaving Lynn behind (still looking at the teeth marks on his arm with a pained expression).

"What do you want?" Nanako glared, completely ignoring her disciple.

Arnold gulped. "Um... may I ask? That young man, who is slightly more handsome than me... is he your... Boyfriend?"

Nanako raised her chin arrogantly. "Head Disciple!"

Arnold froze. He muttered: "Holy sh*t... I always thought Winterspring was a conservative, old-fashioned organization. I didn't know they were this open-minded internally..." "Teacher-Student Romance... played so smoothly..."

Nanako: "???"

Hmph! Nanako crossed her arms and turned her head away. She was still angry. She refused to explain!

Arnold coughed. Ahem. He realized discussing this topic on the street wasn't appropriate. After all, they were respectable people.

He dismounted, walked toward Nanako with a smile, placed a hand over his chest, and bowed slightly.

"Deacon Nanako, it's like this. After returning to the castle, we reported everything to Her Highness Vivian. She admires you greatly and specifically asked me to invite you to the banquet at the castle tonight."

Nanako asked suspiciously, "Did you clarify the situation with the demons?"

Arnold shook his head, his expression serious. "Lady Vivian says it was a miracle from the Gods. But I don't think it's that simple. We still don't know the origin of the mysterious entity that crushed the four Demon Lords."

Nanako glanced back at Lynn. She wanted to see his reaction.

Lynn looked up. "I know!"

Everyone froze. Nanako’s eyes widened. Isn't it you? Are you going to reveal yourself, Dog Disciple? No way! No way! Isn't it too early to show your hand?!

Lynn looked up, his expression instantly transforming into one of reverence and fanaticism. He spoke seriously:

"It was the Great Sacred Lion Lord who saved us!"

Nanako: (ΩДΩ)!!

Arnold’s breathing quickened. "Indeed! I heard many rumors like that in the city!"

Lynn nodded solemnly. "Yes. But I am more certain than anyone else. Because I have been blessed by the Great Sacred Lion Lord! I am a servant of the Sacred Lion!"

Arnold and the knights were shocked. A servant of the Sacred Lion?! This... Are you kidding me?! The Sacred Lion Lord was the Violet Monarch's powerful mount! A great being who fought side-by-side with the Monarch!

Lynn closed his eyes, smiling faintly. "Do not be surprised, do not doubt. My Master can testify for me. And precisely because I am his servant, I know..."

He looked up, took a deep breath, and wiped his eye. Drip. A single, perfect tear fell to the ground under Nanako’s stunned gaze.

Nanako: (?Д?) This... This tear...

Lynn’s eyes were moist, a holy smile on his face. "The Great Sacred Lion Lord sensed that his beloved Master's hometown was in danger... So he... he traveled thousands of miles to come here..."

"His loyalty to the Violet Monarch has never changed! He even told me once..." "If he ever betrayed his Master, he would die a horrible death! Struck by lightning every day! Tripping on flat ground while walking!"

[ Meanwhile: At the Edge of the Continent ]

SPLAT.

A loud thud. The Sacred Lion Lord, who was strutting confidently through the snow with his fluffy paws, suddenly tripped. On completely flat ground. He face-planted into the snow.

Achoo!

The Lion lifted his head blankly, scratching his nose with a paw.

"Did I zone out? How could I trip with my steady footwork? That shouldn't happen..."

He climbed up, confused, and scratched his butt.

"And why am I sneezing so much today?..."

The giant white lion stood in the endless snow, looking completely bewildered.

[ Moon Orchid City ]

Seeing Lynn’s tearful smile, Arnold was instantly moved. He reached out and patted the young man's shoulder, his own eyes moist.

"I believe you. The Great Sacred Lion Lord was the Violet Monarch's closest comrade. If he is still alive, he would never watch this city fall. And daring to swear such a vicious oath... it seems the Sacred Lion truly has been protecting us in the dark!"

Lynn wiped his tears. "Yes! Indeed!"

Arnold took a deep breath. "It seems the great entity that made me shit my pants was undoubtedly the Sacred Lion Lord. I knew it! Who else but the Sacred Lion could crush Demon Lords like bugs?!"

Lynn nodded. "I agree completely."

[ Inner Voice ] [ Indeed. I fcking agree. Stupid Cat, you take the blame for your Master. →_→ ]*

[ Inner Voice ] [ If you weren't so afraid of death back then and hid like a coward during the great war, your Master could have lasted a few seconds longer! ]

[ Inner Voice ] [ Don't think I can't catch you just because you run fast. I'll let you run for three years, then I'll catch you! ]

Nanako stood beside them, dumbfounded.

So... While saying such pious and tear-jerking words, you secretly shifted the blame to the cat!

But I really want to ask... Disciple, what was your previous job?! How can you squeeze out crocodile tears while lying through your teeth?! Aren't you afraid of getting schizophrenia?!

Arnold shook his head, smiling. "Let's not talk about this for now. Deacon Nanako, will you come to the banquet tonight?"

Nanako turned her head, puffing her cheeks. "Of course! Free food! I'm going to eat a lot!"

Arnold laughed awkwardly. "Haha! Yes! Yes..."

[ Inner Voice ] [ Hmm... Loli Master seems excited. I need to think about how to handle meeting my Great-Great-Great-Granddaughter later... ]

[ Inner Voice ] [ I just finished flexing in front of my descendant. Appearing so soon... does it lower my coolness factor? ]

[ Inner Voice ] [ Whatever. Whatever. Hehe. Seeing her majestic Ancestor again... that yellow-haired girl's admiration will overflow, right? ]

[ Inner Voice ] [ Hehehehe— Burp ]

Nanako: "???"

[ Meanwhile: Inside the Castle ]

In a lavish palace room. Vivian, now changed into noble attire, stood in a daze before a large canvas. She held a charcoal pencil, blushing as she sketched the image of a young man.

"He just walked away so coolly... Vivian, really, why did you just space out?"

"Even though he's a figure from the same era as Ancestor... such a powerful Male God... I really should have asked him to stay so I could serve him properly..."

Vivian held the pencil with both hands, staring obsessively at the young man in the painting.

In the sketch, the young man had one hand behind his back, the other holding a few strawberries. The corner of his mouth was curled up in a dashing smile.

"Kyaaa!!"

Vivian covered her burning cheeks quickly, shaking her head vigorously. She tried to shake the lewd thoughts out of her brain.

Abandoned

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