I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 788

Chapter 1: The Lady Saint Wants to Be Alone

Under Teresa’s leadership, the reconstruction of White Port was going exceptionally well.

The contributions from the White Port Saintess were undeniable.

Although her original intention was solely for Roy, Alice took on the responsibilities of a saintess without hesitation.

She personally went to the front lines for reconstruction, purifying the taint left by the Undead faction or going to the subdivision church to heal the injured.

Even without considering the Holy Light power of Sequence 5 [Angel], simply the fact that the saintess was willing to share their hardships was enough to win everyone’s adoration.

Roy sometimes worried about the girl’s tireless efforts: “You really don’t have to be hands-on at every site; it’s fine to let your subordinates handle it.”

Alice’s power was indeed remarkable; she could effortlessly cleanse what would take an ordinary priest a long chant to purify.

But the situation hadn’t escalated to a point where she needed to fight on the front lines; it would be just as effective to ask other priests to step in.

“Just like the Master has brought happiness to Alice, Alice wishes to bring happiness to everyone within her power. For a saintess, this is only natural, right?”

Despite being stained with blood, she still displayed a flawless expression that made Roy believe the angelic girl was truly deserving of the believers’ reverence.

However, sometimes being too popular isn’t such a good thing.

On the day that the reconstruction efforts wrapped up and they were to head back, the endless crowd of believers blocked the church entrance, reluctant to let Alice leave.

“Saintess! How will we survive without you?!”

What once were widely circulated quotes among certain zealous devotees had now become the consensus of the people in White Port.

For the knights, Alice was a holy knight, leading the charge against evil. For the priests, she was a pious and sanctified clergy member. For even more Holy Light believers, Alice personally healed their wounds, prayed for their peace, and genuinely contributed to the reconstruction of White Port.

As for whether Alice was a good leader? That was debatable, but at least she wouldn’t act aloof and ignore their lives like the eastern continent’s church.

The saintess brought not just glory to White Port, but warmth as well.

Even the [Holy Nun] Teresa herself had a grandmotherly vibe, expressing that Alice didn’t need to hurry to leave and could stay a little longer.

At this point, Roy felt like he was learning something new.

It was no wonder she was the destined main character of the original work—everyone loved her, and flowers bloomed at her presence; it was no joke.

But hey, it’s not just them who can’t live without Alice!

Without her, I truly can’t live!

Just like the West can’t lose Jerusalem, Roy now couldn’t sleep without holding onto his little angel.

Fortunately, Roy didn’t dwell on his worries for too long.

Because the saintess stepped in personally and settled things with all the believers.

“Everyone, Alice is still inexperienced and young, and there’s much she needs to learn. Even as a saintess, she shouldn’t neglect her studies, so I must return.”

“During my time back at the academy, Alice won’t forget everyone and will pray for the saintess’s blessing for your happiness.”

As she spoke, dragging her white robe with golden edges, the girl pressed her hand to her chest and offered the most sincere prayer for the people of White Port under the blue sky and white clouds!

“Waaaah! Did you hear that? The saintess cares about me!”

“Don’t be greedy! It’s clearly about us! The saintess cares about all of us!”

The believers, who had just been glued to Alice, suddenly turned completely satisfied, their faces filled with holiness.

Not wanting to delay the saintess’s studies, the crowd obediently parted to make way for the pure white pegasus carriage.

However, things weren’t calm at the academy either.

The familiar sight of the academy welcomed them, but Roy and the others never expected that another crowd similar to White Port was already waiting there.

Although it couldn’t compare to the throngs of White Port, it was enough to block the academy entrance completely.

After all, the faith in the Holy Light was widely spread; even if you set aside the exchange students from the eastern continent, there existed a considerable number of believers on the western continent.

And their fervor was no less than that of the people of White Port.

Just think, having a classmate who is a saintess—the lucky ones even got to spar with her in class or share laughs during breaks; how could they not go wild?!

Not to mention the students; even the teachers were losing it!

“See? My student is a saintess, doesn’t that make me a saintly teacher by proxy?!”

In the midst of this fervent atmosphere, Alice’s academy life took a complete turn.

Every morning, classmates dressed as nuns came to do her bidding, staying close by her side.

In class, no one dared to go all out against her anymore—though Alice’s power had already set her apart from her peers, before she had even made a move, her opponents had already spun around in a 720° nosedive, not even giving her a chance to fight back.

Even when the little maid went out shopping for groceries, the believers would have vegetables and fruits ready, just like offerings prepared for her.

The most outrageous part was when they found out that Alice lived in a small house in the newly constructed area with Roy; the believers could hardly contain themselves, pooling resources to build her a chapel!

No matter how indifferent Alice tried to be, looking at the massive building that had taken shape overnight, even her brows finally started twitching.

“Please, just stop!”

“Even for a saintess, you don’t need to enjoy excessive privilege, nor do you need to waste your time being served at all hours!”

Alice rarely displayed anger, but she coldly scolded them: “Your disturbances are not something to be joyful about, quite the contrary!”

Honestly, compared to the rage of a certain princess or the mocking of a certain witch, Alice’s temper was almost a bit soft.

But add the title of ‘saintess,’ and everything just changed dramatically.

The saintess’s rebuke was like divine punishment to her devotees.

Many even bowed their heads right there, trembling, asking for forgiveness.

Since then, the believers at the academy finally toned it down, no longer intruding on Alice’s private life.

The chapel that was originally meant for Alice became a public facility for the faculty and students of the academy.

It must be said that while the identity of the saintess seemed glamorous, it was quite demanding; she faced endless believers every day, and it was a considerable burden even for Alice.

Only when she was alone did she relax a little, shedding her saintly robe for her maid outfit, freeing herself from the gaze of the saintess, letting go of the tension of nobility and sanctity, and lazily collapsing onto the sofa.

To be precise, she collapsed next to Roy.

Every time this happened, Roy would come over to pat her head, easing her fatigue from the day.

“Today was rough again, huh?”

“Being loved by everyone isn’t as great as it seems.”

The girl obediently nodded slightly and then cuddled up onto Roy.

Interestingly, once she started this action, the girl recharged, and the gloomy atmosphere gradually brightened, and she regained her energy.

“Actually, Alice doesn’t need that many gazes.”

Lifting her head, the girl rested her chin on Roy’s shoulder, her eyes half-closed, looking like a sleepy little animal taking an afternoon nap, lazy yet sweet: “As long as Master watches over me, that’s enough.”

While it was heartwarming, Roy couldn’t help but chuckle: “If the believers heard you say that, they’d probably cry!”

When Alice had scolded the believers in the academy, someone did end up in tears.

“Alice doesn’t hate them; she hopes they can be happy.”

“But the premise is that they cannot disturb Alice and Master’s lives.”

Roy raised an eyebrow: “Is that why you got mad?”

In the eyes of the world, the White Port Saintess was simultaneously his little maid. She pouted and said angrily, “Because if it’s too noisy, I can’t have time alone with Master!”