Chapter 348: A Man of Principle
Chapter 348: A Man of Principle
In the bathroom, Shien chatted with Lucy for over an hour, until his skin was almost pruned, before finally stopping.
Although Lucy still seemed a bit reluctant, there was nothing they could do. Being in different places meant they couldnât continue chatting forever, and both of them had things to do.
Mainly, Shien didnât want someone barging in and yelling, âHow long are you going to hog the bathroom?â
Therefore, Shien cut off the magic power, causing the screen, which had lost its magical support, to dim. The ripples in space gradually disappeared, eventually turning back into a bead that fell into Shienâs palm.
âIs this the legendary phone marathon?â
Looking at the magic tool in his hand, Shien chuckled.
âWell, I did something very couple-like. Hopefully, I wonât be burned at the stake for it.â
Shien contentedly put the bead away, got out of the water, dried himself, got dressed, and then draped a towel over his shoulders. Wiping his hair, he walked out of the bathroom.
However, when Shien walked out of the bathroom and into the living room, he encountered someone.
âBeatrice?â
Shien called out her name in confusion.
Beatrice was standing on the open-air balcony of the living room, gazing at the scenery outside. The profile that entered Shienâs view seemed listless.
It wasnât her usual sleepy expression, but one that seemed to be filled with dislike and forbearance.
Shien looked outside suspiciously, but all he could see was an unsightly wall.
After all, the buildings in Cosmos were currently very disordered. What appeared outside wasnât a beautiful landscape, but a jumbled mess of crooked building towers and walls that obscured the surrounding area.
That sight was indeed quite unpleasant. It certainly wouldnât make anyone feel good, but Shien felt that Beatriceâs expression wasnât simply due to the unattractive scenery.
Just as Shien was puzzled by this, a voice quietly came from beside him.
âSheâs been standing there for half an hour.â
The elusive maid had appeared behind Shien at some point, uttering these words.
Shien wasnât startled.
But precisely because he wasnât startled, he felt a bit sad.
Because he hadnât detected Lashaâs presence beforehand. He simply wasnât startled because he was used to it.
Shouldnât Shien feel sad that he was already accustomed to such a situation?
Shien collected his thoughts and looked at Lasha.
âWhatâs wrong with her?â
Shien asked tentatively.
âI donât know.â Lasha shook her head, calmly saying, âBut ever since we arrived in Cosmos, that child has been showing that expression from time to time. Sometimes itâs only for a moment, sometimes it lasts for a long time. I donât understand whatâs going on.â êÎÉŽêáĐĆ
âIs that so?â Shien frowned. âDidnât you ask her directly?â
âNot directly, but Iâve probed a bit.â Lasha said lightly, âUnfortunately, she wonât say anything, or rather, sheâs unwilling to say anything. Sometimes, when I ask her, she even tilts her head, indicating she doesnât understand what I mean.â
That was indeed tricky.
âOf course, one of the reasons I havenât taken forceful measures is because I havenât figured it out.â Lasha began to say some rather frightening words. âIf I judged it to be harmful to Master, I would do everything in my power to find out the reason. But based on my judgment, it doesnât seem to pose a threat to Mr. Shien, so I havenât acted rashly.â
Hearing these words, Shien subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
This maid was too formidable. Shien already regarded her as an omnipotent god. If this god acted recklessly for her own purposes, he couldnât imagine what terrifying things might happen.
Therefore, hearing Lashaâs words, Shien first breathed a sigh of relief, thanking heaven, thanking earth, and thanking her for being able to stop in time.
Lashaâs purpose in appearing here seemed to be to report this matter to Shien.
âI believe Mr. Shien should be able to handle this matter.â Lasha lifted the sides of her skirt, curtsied to Shien, and said, âThatâs all I have to say. Iâm going to help Lady Airi with her bath.â
Hearing this, Shien nodded and spoke.
âBe careful. That girl is sleeping, and she usually doesnât like going into the bathroom with others. If sheâs woken up, she might get angry.â
Shien casually reminded her.
However, this reminder elicited the following response:
âPlease rest assured, itâs just bathing. As a qualified maid, I can handle it without the person Iâm serving noticing, and without disturbing their rest.â
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Leaving behind these chilling words, Lasha retreated.
Watching her confident back, Shien muttered,
âSooner or later, Iâll learn this trick tooâŠâ
This was an unknown ambition in Shienâs heart.
After all, after learning Lashaâs stealthy undressing technique last time, Shien had successfully gotten rid of his virginity and taken the worldâs number one princess. If he could learn another stealthy bathing technique, wouldnât he be close to reaching the peak of his life as a walking humanoid weapon?
Although in his past life, as a high-quality veteran novel reader, Shien had deeply loathed the âwalking humanoid weaponâ trope, it was a different matter when he himself became the protagonist and could live such a life.
What normal man wouldnât want to live such a formidable life?
Shien considered himself a normal man.
Therefore, no one had the right to criticize him.
Of course, Shien was a man of principle and wouldnât casually make a move on someone he wasnât interested in, unlike those despicable men who cursed âLSPâ (lewd, sexually suggestive person) on screen all day while thinking âGKDâ (get kids downstairs, implying sharing NSFW content) in their hearts. One thing on their lips, another in their minds, truly more nested than a Russian nesting doll.
As a man of principle, Shienâs requirements werenât high. He just hoped to make a move on Diere, Melika, Lasha, and the like, and successfully corrupt them.
Besides that, if any other beautiful girls were willing to offer themselves, Shien wouldnât be unwilling to reluctantly accept them.
Like Nien⊠Nien⊠NienâŠ
Hmm⊠not too demanding, right? (sly grin)
Alright, getting off trackâŠ
Shien immediately stopped his brainstorming and walked towards Beatrice.
Beatrice seemed to notice the footsteps behind her. As if snapping back to reality, she turned her head and looked over.
âWhat are you doing?â
Shien came to Beatrice, crouched down, maintaining eye contact with the girl, and smiled at her.
Beatrice didnât speak, remaining silent as always, just quietly looking at Shien without saying a word.
Shien didnât expect Beatrice to speak.
Two days of interaction had let Shien know that this girl either completely didnât want to speak or completely couldnât speak.
And intuition told Shien that Beatriceâs situation was the latter.
This girl seemed to genuinely be unable to speak.
Not only could she not speak, but sometimes, Beatrice seemed to not understand what others were saying, giving off the impression of a newborn baby.
Shien suddenly recalled a piece of history.
It was a piece of history described in the ancient book Treece*(previously Terrance)* had given him.
Recalling that history, Shien looked at Beatrice and slowly spoke,
âHey, little Beatrice, who are you really?â
Shien asked aloud.
ââŠâ
Beatrice didnât answer, remaining silent and calm, yet giving off a feeling of lowering her head in dejection.
Looking at Beatrice like this, Shien felt a sense of suffocation.
He felt as if he could sense Beatriceâs inner thoughts, as if their perceptions were synchronized, as if a connection had been formed, making him extremely uncomfortable.
At this moment, Shien could perceive the anguish, loneliness, and⊠sadness in Beatriceâs heart.
Bearing this sadness, Shien hesitated for a moment before speaking.
âIf you have something on your mind, you can tell me.â Shien looked directly at Beatrice. âDonât judge a book by its cover. I consider myself somewhat capable. Maybe I can help you.â
Hearing this, ripples appeared in Beatriceâs eyes as she looked at Shien.
But more than ripples, Beatriceâs eyes seemed to be filled with hesitation and timidity.
She seemed to want to tell Shien something, but was worried that telling him would scare him away, or cause him harm, or bring him misfortune.
Shien, incredibly, perceived these inner emotions of Beatrice.
ThereforeâŠ
âAlthough I donât know if you can understand me, I want to tell you something.â
Shien looked at Beatrice and spoke word by word.
âActually, Iâm a Hero summoned from another world.â
This was the first time Shien had openly admitted his identity to someone.
And Beatrice seemed to know about the existence of âHeroes,â causing her to abruptly raise her head and look at Shien, her eyes revealing a surprise and astonishment she hadnât shown before.
Seeing this, Shien proved himself with actions.
Specifically, he took out his Holy Sword.
âHeresu!â
With a short incantation, the originally ordinary-looking Holy Sword immediately released a layer of its seal, revealing its basic form.
Holy light immediately illuminated the surroundings, causing Beatrice to stare intently.
âHow about it? I didnât lie to you, right?â Shien smiled. âSo, tell me whatâs on your mind.â
Beatrice fell silent again.
However, after a while, Beatrice reached out, tugged at Shienâs sleeve, and pointed outside.
âAre you asking me to go with you?â
Shien asked thoughtfully.
Beatrice nodded.
âAlright, Iâll go with you.â
Without much hesitation, Shien agreed.
Immediately, the two left the room and headed outside the inn.