I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 890

Chapter 103: Mutual Injury

The nights in the capital were much quieter than Alice remembered, with ruins as far as the eye could see. But thankfully, with the end of the dragon war, it was only a matter of time before the city returned to its former glory.

“When I first heard about the dragon conflict, I was a bit worried, but it’s so nice to see Your Highness Charlotte safe and sound now.”

As the blonde girl expressed her sincere relief, Charlotte looked elsewhere and replied coldly, “Hmph, do you think I’m someone to bow down to a mere bunch of dragons?”

“However, I still thank you for your assistance. The reinforcements from White Harbor not only drove back the scattered dragons but also saved many lives when we were powerless. Alice, you truly are more suited to be a saint than those guys from the Eastern Continent.”

The polite distance reflected their respective powers, yet beneath the diplomatic rhetoric lay the mutual admiration of the two girls.

One was Alice’s first idol, the Lionheart Princess.

The other was Charlotte, who endured a long journey from a maid to a saint.

Apart from Roy, they might be the most familiar with each other.

However, admiration or respect, their friendly exchanges hit a stopping point when it came to the next topic.

“Actually, I find Alice quite surprising.”

Alice took the initiative to strike first, calmly saying something that was anything but calm: “I never expected Her Highness to be so keen on playing that sort of game in the palace garden under the bright spring sun.”

Charlotte’s expression instantly darkened, her cheeks flushed, and she gasped for breath, her entire demeanor freezing in shock.

At that moment, she was so lost in that thrill that by the time she realized it, it was already too late.

The most embarrassing side she only revealed to Roy was now known to her rival, making Charlotte’s face burn with shame, truly a struggle to hold her head high.

But who hasn’t had a few embarrassing moments?

“Isn’t our White Harbor saint in the same boat?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Hehe, do you really think I forgot? Doing that sort of thing in the sacred church, and you’re a saint, yet you paid no respect to the goddess at all!”

The memories of the past landed a critical hit on the White Harbor saint.

Even Alice, usually expressionless, now had her lips twitch, cold sweat dripping from her forehead, her toes curling beneath her white boots, nearly doing a dance in agony.

Living together for so long, they both knew each other’s dirt and awkward moments well enough.

After a brief silence, the two mutually wounding each other tacitly chose to act as if nothing had happened and skipped this topic that could only lead to mutual destruction.

Glancing at the princess beside her, Alice’s eyes sharpened, her voice turning cold: “Charlotte, it’s about time you let go of the master, isn’t it?”

“The master fights for the kingdom, defeating dragons surely comes with injuries. And Alice, with the Holy Light, is undoubtedly the best choice to heal him, far better than leaving him with those court physicians in the castle.”

Charlotte scoffed, shaking the champagne in her hand without even lifting her head: “Stop playing dumb.”

“You know very well that Roy’s injuries have already healed.”

Alice tried to bridge the gap: “But I heard his bloodline…”

“Yes, his bloodline had some issues. However, there’s no need to worry anymore.”

Charlotte turned her head, hand on her chest, tilting her head proudly like a cat flaunting its spoils: “The bloodline agitation was resolved a long time ago—thanks to my help.”

Alice appeared unfazed, but inside she was slightly clenching her fist, like a golden retriever quietly sharpening its claws.

Enduring and giving way.

For a long time, Alice believed she and Roy would never have a future. The emotions buried deep down felt like a mistake, so giving way had always been her only option.

But now, that was the one choice she would not make.

Feelings aren’t meant to be taken for granted, and now she wouldn’t yield to anyone.

“Even if he’s healed, wouldn’t the master still be lonely?”

“First the war, then recovering, and now he’s stuck handling administrative duties with you. The master needs a real break, to shed the burdens of being a knight.”

Charlotte frowned at this, a little amused: “What, being a saint’s guard is that easy?”

Alice shook her head, stating matter-of-factly: “No, not a guard.”

“When he’s resting, Roy will be the master, and Alice will be the maid taking care of everything for him.”

When it came to being a maid, Alice was even prouder than when she showcased her saintly gifts.

While the princess only ordered the knight around, the maid devoted herself to meeting the master’s needs, healing both body and mind.

Thus, as soon as she threw out that claim, even Charlotte would have no reply…

“You seem to have misunderstood something.”

“Huh?”

Charlotte’s nonchalant demeanor caught Alice a bit off guard for a moment.

The blushing princess sipped her light drink leisurely, every frown and smile of hers captivating.

The former arrogance and pride seemed to vanish, now the princess wore a hint of bashful cuteness.

“I’m a princess, not a tyrant. After the fierce battle of dragon-slaying, how could I possibly have him toil again?”

“These days, apart from healing, Roy’s only task has been to enjoy good food in the castle, stroll in the garden, and turn in early to dream. I will be by his side from morning till night, ensuring he never feels a hint of loneliness.”

Observing the stunned golden retriever, Charlotte opened her arms, unable to help but chuckle: “I admit, when it comes to care, you do have the edge?”

“But if the royal kitchens, servants, maids, and gardens are all tailored just for him, treated like royalty, especially with me personally accompanying him… how will you respond then?”

By the end of her statement, even Charlotte felt a tad embarrassed. But now was the time for battle; she wouldn’t miss any chance to show her charm.

Alice never expected the princess who usually ordered Roy around would reveal such a side, leaving her somewhat off balance.

“Personally accompanying him… Do royals really have that kind of free time?”

Cough cough, is it wrong to reward the dragon-slaying knight? That’s called clear merit and punishment!

Charlotte typically didn’t have this much leisure time, but recently, with her brother taking on her burdens, she honestly didn’t need to worry about administrative matters.

Since her role as a maid couldn’t break through Charlotte’s defenses, Alice felt her patience wearing thin.

In terms of strength, both were young prodigies touching the heights early on.

In terms of status, both the saint and the princess were equally noble, hard to separate.

Faced with this difficult princess, Alice had no choice but to bring out the strongest weapon a girl has.

“The master should really stay with Alice.”

“Why should that be? The church in the capital isn’t as comfortable as the castle.”

“You’re right. But…”

Alice stared intently at Charlotte, sincerely saying: “Alice can better satisfy the master’s needs.”