I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 766

Chapter 148: Goodbye, Im Alien

While Alice was still confused, the two waved and called over Nikita.

Nikita, who had been waiting for a long time, perked up and enthusiastically asked, “What can I do for you, ladies?”

Business collaboration! Economic policies! Or some sort of investment? Whatever you big shots need, us lowly folks are here to profit!

However, Charlotte’s response left the department head dumbfounded.

“Clothes. We need more clothes!”

“Uh, specifically…”

Leanna added, “The kind for wearing at night, you know what I mean.”

Nikita got it but didn’t really get it!

Alright, the circle you’re in is clearly chaotic—needing some winning battle outfits is somewhat understandable.

But you’re a national princess, a hero fighting against the Demon Race, and even the embodiment of purity as the Destined Saintess!

In that instant, Nikita’s little brain felt like it was filled with the entire universe.

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“How’s your health after recovering from your illness?”

“Father, you worry too much. With the care of the Saintess, my injuries and erosion are already no problem.”

Roy wasn’t being modest.

Whether it was the side effects of the Blade of the Previous King or the erosion from the Holy Light brought by the goddess, under the Level 4 spell Embrace of the Angel, alongside Alice’s round-the-clock care, he had completely recovered.

However, Karl wore a senior’s smile: “No need to overexert yourself.”

“I can tell. Your energy seems rather weak; it must be that your vitality is somewhat depleted.”

Roy’s face twitched slightly.

Scary, is this the perceptiveness of an old-school Level 5?

But that depletion might not be what you think…

Fortunately, Iron-Blooded doesn’t have very strong aura perception, so he preserved his dignity.

The Saintess is delicate, but she shouldn’t be overly indulged.

They really went a bit overboard last night—playing the entire night.

Roy was reflecting on that.

No more getting lost in female charms!

So, while Alice was busy with her saintly matters, he didn’t want to just sit around and ran over to keep his pitiful old man company.

To be honest, Iron-Blooded really had it rough.

Thickest armor, taking the harshest hits.

All the other extraordinary beings who went to battle the Sword Saint had fully recovered, but Karl was still bedridden due to overusing his bloodline power.

But he himself was pretty happy, bragging about battling the Sword Saint and teaming up with the Sage, fulfilling two wishes he had in his youth—very much a blood profit.

But Roy understood that things were far from easy, and it definitely wasn’t as casual as Karl made it sound.

Even the Blood Furnace Demon Sword had completely dried up, now only making “Abba Abba Abba” noises.

You can see how intense the fight with the Sword Saint was.

And he was holding back!

“The Sage was right; the Sword Saint didn’t genuinely want to fight us.” Karl’s eyes darkened, “Otherwise, that battle would not have been so easy.”

Roy felt a bit guilty.

Standing up for his own son might be reasonable, but he didn’t want to take it for granted.

Roy straightened up and said seriously, “Thank you.”

“Even if the Sword Saint didn’t go all out, without you, it probably wouldn’t have been so simple to stop him and create that opening for the Headmaster.”

“You little brat…”

Karl laughed and cursed lightly, glancing away shyly, though he didn’t mind.

“Just doing my best.”

“However…”

“Not being able to fight the legendary Sword Saint with all my heart is still a bit of a regret.” Karl clenched his fist, showing an aftertaste that only middle-aged men had after a few drinks.

Roy felt a bit speechless.

So you’re saying that not pushing yourself hard enough makes you a bit uncomfortable, huh?!

In a sense, the combative Iron-Blooded and the False King, entangled in fate, make a fitting pair.

“By the way, don’t you want to chat with Father?” Roy started the team voice.

But Rolin’s mood wasn’t as elevated as when the Sage met Phoenix again.

“Forget it.”

“What can talking to a mere lingering soul accomplish?”

“Some of the highest gods might have a chance to reappear in this world, but I’m just Level 4, a mere remnant soul lingering in bloodline power.”

Rolin’s sigh echoed in his mind: “So, forget it. Just adds to the sadness.”

A remnant soul…

Rolin’s state was even worse than the gods, with no chance of resurrection—

But she hadn’t completely died.

“Speaking of, Father, my accomplishments aren’t too far from Mother’s, right?”

“Hey, I told you not to mention her to me…”

Karl was taken aback for a moment and then pleasantly surprised: “Not just that?”

“Facing off against the Church and winning, even that arrogant gal Rolin would be proud of you.”

Ignoring Rolin’s complaints, Roy continued, “I know it’s a strange question, but if you could see her again, what would you want to say?”

Sorry, that’s a matter between you two.

Just hearing from one side doesn’t count.

Karl thought for a while, then hesitantly said, “Even if you say that…”

The usually inarticulate knight had a tough time expressing something emotional.

“If I have to say, I might just want to hug her.”

Looking straight at him, Karl’s gaze softened, no longer sharp: “Hug her and then tell her that her son won’t lose to the False King’s bloodline destiny. The happiness we couldn’t achieve, let him fulfill it.”

Damn it, I thought you were bad at expressing feelings!

Roy didn’t say anything more and just held back the bitterness in his nose, giving the other a big hug.

The complaints swirling in his mind faded away.

He didn’t know what Rolin would say, but this should definitely be what she wanted to do most at that moment.

Hopefully, this warmth could be conveyed to her soul, at least a little.

And Karl, feeling the other’s sentiments, didn’t reject this first act of closeness.

This child had truly changed a lot since encountering Alice.

Not just his personality and temper.

It was as if the originally hollow shell finally had a soul more dazzling than gold.

Perhaps this was also a miracle brought by the Saintess; he should be grateful for that girl too.

Lost in the warmth of kinship, Karl thought so, but unexpectedly, he noticed something he shouldn’t have seen on Roy’s collar.

A thread of golden hair shimmered brightly on the collar.

No, not just one.

Upon closer inspection, the kid’s clothes were completely covered in golden fur!

How close do you have to be to get this much hair?!

Taking a closer look, Roy’s injuries had truly healed, but his energy still seemed weak…

Ugh.

Dad suddenly felt a headache coming on.

Come on, she’s still a Saintess! What the heck is this guard doing?!

“Roy.”

“Uh-huh?”

“Some things are better kept in moderation.”

“!”

“And this is a church, and she’s a Saintess…”

Karl patted his shoulder earnestly, “At least don’t be too rude.”

“…Okay.”

The young man’s face turned red, and after a hurried goodbye, he fled the scene as fast as he could.