I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 651

Chapter 32: The Holy Nun

“Nobles! Nobles beating commoners! Is there no justice?!”

The adventurer guard landed and immediately began shouting, drawing the attention of the crowd.

The nun responsible for registration was clearly young and flustered, having never seen such a scene before. She hurriedly lifted her nun’s gown and approached Roy, stammering nervously, “M-Mister, this is the Church’s territory; no private fighting is allowed…”

“This guy started to touch my maid without saying a word! I was just responding appropriately. Everyone around saw it.”

“Ah? Then, then it’s your fault…”

Just as the young nun turned to reprimand the rich kid, he quickly stepped forward, a woeful expression on his face as if he had suffered unimaginable grievances.

“Dear nun, I am a devout believer of the Holy Light! I swear to the goddess we mean no harm; it was this noble young master who attacked me first!”

“Our family’s Rafah has been collecting donations for the Church for generations, purchasing indulgences, faithfully believing in the great goddess. How could we dare to do evil under Her gaze?! As a servant of the Holy Light, you must stand up for me!”

The young nun was completely at a loss.

Of course, this whole ‘devout believer’ act wasn’t worth believing, but the Rafah family, being a prestigious merchant family, had good ties with the Church. Clearly, she wasn’t someone who could afford to offend them.

Next, she could only report to her superiors, who happened to be Church higher-ups bought off by the Rafah family and would support the noble master’s side, ruining the maid’s reputation entirely.

This was just like the original story, where the little maid arriving in White Harbor faced the same treatment as Cinderella or the ugly duckling.

The hypocrisy of the Church was brilliantly displayed here.

As the saying goes, a strong dragon doesn’t oppress a local snake. In this moment, whether it was the high-status Charlotte or the mid-tier extraordinary being Xue Nuo, neither could help the little maid much. This led Alice to face adversity alone, gradually growing and changing from her previously numb and timid nature, learning to stand up for herself.

But now, Alice was still just the ugly duckling being bullied, completely different from who she would become.

Alice stepped forward, coldly glaring at the richly dressed young master. “What a nuisance.”

“Under the Holy Light, everyone is equal. You broke the principles of the Holy Light by skipping the line and now you’re being rude to my master, turning the tables.”

“Someone like you should not even be qualified to be a believer of the Holy Light.”

Having already cultivated the knight’s spirit through her battle with the dragon, Alice’s light blue eyes were sharp as swords. Just one glance was enough to stun the young master, making him take a step back.

Even the ferocious adventurer guards were momentarily intimidated by Alice’s glare and hesitated to step forward.

However, when the young master saw her maid outfit, he quickly revealed contempt, gathering the courage typical of those who look down on others.

“You’re just a maid! What do you know?”

“I am a noble believer of the Holy Light, serving the Church for generations! I should certainly hold priority in receiving the goddess’s favor over dirty people like you who seek to exploit the Saint’s power!”

Alice wasn’t very savvy with worldly affairs, sometimes appearing a bit clueless.

But when it came to reasoning, her mind worked quickly.

“Under the Holy Light, everyone is equal. Why should those with bloodlines and wealth enjoy priority privileges?”

“I…”

“Are you saying that the Holy Light goddess doesn’t care about commoners and the poor and only serves rich kids like you?” Alice’s tone grew increasingly chilly, unapologetically assertive. “This contradicts everything I know about the tenets of the Holy Light!”

Alice wasn’t intimidated by the gap in status at all. Besides Roy, her respect for all other nobles was merely out of politeness—she didn’t truly see herself as inferior.

The only one she ever regarded as a master was Roy.

In just a few sentences, her piercing words left the Rafah young master as pale as a liver, unable to utter a single word for a long while.

Roy nodded in approval of the little maid’s performance.

The Alice now didn’t need any adversity to temper her will; she didn’t need to waste time on such lowly people.

While a strong dragon doesn’t press a local snake, his past titles were indeed useless here. Continuing this way would only attract the powerful backing of the Rafah family, bringing even more trouble.

But finding a local snake wasn’t hard, right?

From that moment, Roy lost interest in the Rafah young master and didn’t want to waste another second on him.

At last, he found the person he was looking for among the crowd.

“A mere maid, a lowly servant, how dare you disrespect me…”

Ignoring the young master’s shouting, Roy began waving and shouting towards a figure in the distance, “Lady Teresa! Lady Teresa!”

The abrupt call startled everyone around.

Even the Rafah young master looked at Roy in confusion.

Lady Teresa, the Holy Nun, one of the Six Heroes who defeated the Demon King and saved humanity. She was among the Church’s higher-ups, right below the four cardinal bishops, and one of the few high-level extraordinary beings in the human world, even a king had to treat her with respect!

She wasn’t just some neighbor’s big sister—how could he shout her name so casually?!

While walking side by side with several priests, discussing matters of great importance, Teresa maintained a benevolent face but was actually nodding off inside.

So boring.

She wanted to slack off so badly!

Unlike the kind, gentle nun image known to the world, the real Teresa was a lazy bum.

The saint trial that the priests eagerly discussed was, to her, nothing more than a boring, hypnotic chant. After listening to it several times, she almost lost consciousness.

Until she suddenly heard someone call her name. She caught sight of the standout figure with black hair and eyes in the crowd, instantly awakening her spirits.

In a negative sense.

Roylin’s child, the “Sage” wanted her to look after, this generation’s False King blood—what a massive headache!

But since she was being called out, Teresa couldn’t just pretend she didn’t see. She had to brace herself and maintain her dignified demeanor as she approached.

“You shouldn’t act like this; Lady Teresa is not someone of your status who is worthy of making acquaintance with!”

The Rafah young master was still sneering mockingly.

Unexpectedly, before he could finish, the elegantly dressed nun in pure white suddenly made her way through the crowd to stand beside Roy. Suddenly, he found himself choking on his words, rendered speechless.