I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 750

Chapter 132: Little Angel

Roy sneaked his hand over once again.

Alice clearly felt something stir, her eyes drifting to his hand.

But in the end, she straightened her little face, pressed down on Roy’s hand, and said seriously, “Master, don’t move.”

“Lady Teresa explicitly instructed that you need to rest in bed due to your injuries!”

Can’t I even pat your head?

Sigh, usually so obedient, but at times like this, she gets all strict.

Just when Roy felt dejected, he saw Alice suddenly lean in.

To be precise, she climbed onto his bed.

The girl propped up her graceful figure, loosened her complicated holy robe, and looked down shyly, “The master needs rest, so… I’ll take care of it.”

!

That sounded a bit bad. Coupled with the rare shyness on her usually cool face, it made Roy’s heart skip a beat.

But Alice was still a good girl after all.

What she meant by taking care of it was purely for healing.

Alice approached like a little golden retriever, her fluffy golden hair brushing past him warmly, her soft little hand slipping effortlessly into his palm.

Then, Alice closed her eyes, a faint white holy light began to emanate from her, outlining a hazy halo under the night, dreamy and ethereal.

The pure white holy light symbolized healing and blessings, the most original and gentle form of holy light.

Besides the elven descendants who mastered the mysteries of life, this was probably the purest healing power in Veszyra.

【Embrace of the Angel】.

Every night, Alice continuously used this power to help him weaken the searing holy light in his body for healing.

Roy didn’t appear as at ease as he seemed.

The rampaging holy light gnawed at him from within, burning like a fire all the way to his bones, even his soul felt a constant sting.

Even the blessings of the gods couldn’t eliminate the searing holy fire from the goddess.

However, under the lilac-like aura, the pain felt like it was being swept away by warm water, gradually dissipating, and Roy no longer needed to pretend to be strong, naturally relaxing as he sank into the soft embrace.

“Doing this every night, I really appreciate it.”

Alice shook her head, opened her eyes, and although her expression remained calm, it radiated a healing warmth, “Not a bother at all.”

In fact, she was quite willing!

Alice quietly trembled in her throat.

Being so openly close to her master, feeling his warmth, was something she could only dream of!

Alice buried her head into the boy’s chest, immersing herself in his scent, secretly hiding her feelings that were a bit shy.

It was spring, and under the holy robe, the girl wore only a thin layer of pure white clothing.

Though still somewhat youthful, her figure already began to take shape, the very best season of girlhood, portraying delicate beauty just about to bloom.

Pure and elegant, yet there was a subtle hint of… allure.

Previously, the 【Embrace of the Angel】 happened after a blood-soaked battlefield, and Roy had no heart to savor it then.

But now, with her so closely pressed against him, feeling the beauty and tenderness beneath the thin fabric, Roy couldn’t calm himself down at all.

“Master, it’s a bit ticklish, but please endure.”

Seemingly misunderstanding something, Alice was like a clingy little animal, inching even closer without waiting for Roy to pull back a bit.

So close that he could even feel her sweet breath.

Roy finally managed to tear his gaze away from Alice, chuckling as he teased, “If your followers found out that the saintess shares the bed with her guard every night, they’d be green with envy.”

Alice blinked, utterly puzzled, “Isn’t it only natural for the saintess to protect her guard?”

“What do you mean? The saint’s guard is different from the kingdom’s sworn knights; the guard’s status is far below the saintess. Besides, the saintess’s body and soul should be devoted to the goddess; it’s required to maintain absolute purity.”

The guard was the closest to the saintess but could only serve her, a boundary not to be crossed.

Just holding the saintess’s hand while protecting her had driven many mad with jealousy.

And now, not only were their hands tightly clasped, but even what lay beneath the complex holy robe, skin that ordinary believers couldn’t even dream of, was now coming so close.

If this scene were seen by those followers, they’d probably explode on the spot, condemning themselves as heretics and tying themselves to a pyre.

Thinking of this, Roy couldn’t help but feel a bit scared, yet also a tiny bit… satisfied.

Roy pinched Alice’s cheek, laughing, “So, little saintess, what you’re doing is far beyond the duties of a saintess to her guard; this isn’t exactly normal, you know?”

However, when Alice looked up at him, her expression was earnest as she said, “No, it is natural.”

“After all, besides being the saintess, Alice is also the master’s girl…”

“So… this sort of thing is also natural…”

By the end of her words, her voice was as tiny as a mosquito’s buzz.

Clearly a fact, yet it made her inexplicably shy, each word making her heart race.

Alice wasn’t good at this, and ultimately, she could only awkwardly peck Roy’s cheek, then curl up around his waist like a bashful mimosa, retreating back into his embrace.

Her bare, pale feet were like a nervous little puppy’s tail, tensed tightly.

Under her golden hair, her white face was already painted with a blush deeper than candlelight.

Little did she know, Roy was equally flushed, his heart racing like crazy.

Holding the warm little angel, Roy planted a gentle kiss in her silky hair.

Just this overflowing happiness was enough to chase away the pain eroding him from the holy light, even soothing his soul.

Gradually, the holy light returned to silence, and Roy peacefully fell asleep in the angel’s embrace.

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Deep within his soul, Roy woke up laughing.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at you so happy, is the saintess’s healing really that beautiful?”

Rolyn lay sprawled in her tomb, casting a playful glance, feeling that youth was truly a wonderful thing.

“Ahem.”

Roy forced himself to keep his grin in check, saying seriously, “Not bad, not bad.”

The healing every night was indeed unforgettable, but it couldn’t continue like this.

Looking back at the royal tombs, Roy’s expression became serious.

He saw that all the tombs were tainted to varying degrees by the erosion of holy light, among which Phoenix’s tomb was the most severely affected, nearly all engulfed by scorching white flames, her herself was also in a coma within.

The physical erosion could be suppressed by the 【Embrace of the Angel】, but the erosion of the soul was increasing day by day.

Perhaps it was because of the resentment and anger over the saintess’s loss, all that should have been cured by the searing holy light was instead agitated, refusing to be extinguished until it consumed him completely.

What kind of bullshit goddess, just a resentful woman!

Moreover, even with the 【Embrace of the Angel】, it merely treated the symptoms and not the root cause, not a long-term solution.

Currently, under the suppression of holy light, Roy couldn’t use any of his extraordinary abilities.

Alice’s soft rice fragrance was nice, but he couldn’t just lie in bed and eat that for the rest of his life.

“Mother…”

Roy awkwardly called out to Rolyn, asking, “Do you have a way to permanently cure the holy light erosion?”

Though perhaps lacking in power compared to the demigods, Rolyn had valuable experience he needed most.

Having had multiple encounters with the church and knowing the first saintess, Angelia, Rolyn’s understanding of the 【False King】 and 【Angel】 far surpassed his own, making her the best mentor.

Roy believed she must have faced similar dilemmas in the past and naturally understood the appropriate countermeasures.