Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

In order to collect some 'true words', Aphrodite specially activated a small device that could record audio, usually in the shape of an emblem, with built-in sound magic that could preserve the sound.

Her name tag was modified by Forty-Seven into this shape. Forty-Seven may not be good at other magic, but she had to learn magic that only spies use, even if she didn't have any magical talent.

"Let me tell you, that little slut Yusha Rose, don't let her lewd figure fool you, she's incredibly skilled, and she always manages to make me feel so comfortable!"

The weasel-like subordinates became quite interested upon hearing this slightly suggestive topic:

"I really envy you. You've found such a partner so soon after arriving here. My partner has no sense of romance at all; he just leaves after he's done."

"When will we get to taste the Saintess's flavor too?"

Gray's vanity was immediately satisfied, and he waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's just a public carriage, you can probably manage if you pay a little attention."

"What is a public carriage?" someone asked in a low voice, puzzled.

Another experienced driver immediately explained, "Think about it, who can get on a public carriage?"

“Everyone can get on the public carriage…” At this point, the child suddenly realized something and they all laughed.

Everything they said was recorded by Afu with her 'recording badge' in a daze, and then she left quietly with a bag of trash.

When she returned, Gray and the others had already left shoulder to shoulder, so she and Monica cleaned up the messy scene together.

Monica looked at Af, whose face was covered in cold sweat, and said:

"You should go back and rest first. I'll take care of things here."

Afk knew Monica was actually an undercover agent, but why would an undercover agent be so kind to her? She was a little suspicious, so she politely declined her 'kindness'.

Little did they know, this might actually be Monica's good intention, because neither Monica nor Yusha Rose could be 100% certain that Afu was problematic.

After a month of getting to know each other, Monica began to care about Afro, her colleague, to some extent, treating her as an ordinary working woman.

Half an hour after the normal closing time, the two finished their work and left the bar together. As usual, they said goodbye at the fork in the road and then went home separately.

Now Afu no longer needs Forty-Seven and Tuo'er to pick her up every day, and even if she goes back alone, the risk factor is not high.

It was already late at night. She took one of the checks out of her bag and stared at it for a long time under the warm yellow streetlights.

One hundred thousand Papal coins would take an ordinary worker most of their life to save, but for Afu, who has now latched onto the coattails of a top nobleman, it's not much at all.

In the past, she might have thought about using every penny wisely to increase the success rate of missions and the chances of survival.

But now, she's thinking about how to spend the money on the knife handle, how to enjoy herself.

Yes, she was thinking about how to spend the money.

Since Yusha Rose is asking her to spend money, then she should just spend it. It would be a bit strange if she just kept saving it up without ever cashing it out.

"Tomorrow's my day off, so I might as well buy some books for Tuor, then some cute clothes and matcha cake for Forty-Seven, and then some miscellaneous things for myself..."

Having made up her mind, Afu continued walking towards the inn, unaware that a dark figure was following behind her.

It was Monica who had followed them specifically, and she witnessed Afro standing under the streetlight, lost in thought, holding the check.

Monica knew that her boss, Yusha Rose, had given Af two hundred thousand coins, but Af hadn't spent them yet. She initially thought there was some hidden reason, but after this, she felt that it might not be the case.

This may be the fear that Becky, a working-class person who has struggled from the bottom of society, feels about the sudden windfall, the unease about an uncertain future, and the fear of her stable life being disrupted...

Everything reflects the misery of a person at the bottom of society, who dares not spend money even when they have it, which is truly heartbreaking.

"Perhaps Lady Yusha Rose is overthinking it."

After observing for a while, Monica decided to return to base and reported the result of 'no abnormalities' to her superior.

Afu was thus spared from death.

According to the original plan, as long as this Ms. Becky showed the slightest sign of something amiss, Monica was to kill her.

However, Ms. Becky's performance was impeccable, so there was no need to kill her to avoid alerting the enemy.

Upon returning, Aphrodite immediately wrote a letter to Domi reporting on the three things: the check, Yusha Rose's words, and Gray's drunken confession. Then, Forty-Seven promptly delivered the letter to the monastery's mailbox that very night.

The monastery gatekeepers were practically useless to her.

Because the buildings inside the monastery are all shrouded in magic circles, she couldn't deliver it directly to Domi yet.

After putting the letters in the mailbox, Domi could immediately tell them what to do the next day.

Afu, who stayed at home that morning, soon received a reply from Forty-Seven, which contained only three countermeasures and one instruction:

Use the checks as you like.

As for Yusha Rose, as long as the money in the check is used naturally, there's no need to worry about it.

Gray's recording will be preserved, and Monica will relay his words verbatim.

When the time is right, I will let you release this recording to the public. At that time, please hide yourself well. If your whereabouts are exposed, you will die. If that doesn't work, you can hide in a monastery.

Having cremate the letter on the spot, Afu felt reassured. Before noon, she dressed herself up beautifully and then went out.

First, he took the checks to the central bank of the church and exchanged them for coins of different denominations. He put some of them in his bag and deposited most of them in the bank.

With the money, Afu went to one of the most upscale restaurants for a luxurious lunch, which also subtly changed some of her country bumpkin traits.

In the afternoon, as she had planned, she picked out some books that the toddlers might like to read in the bookstore, then had the clerk deliver them to the hotel entrance. After that, she rushed to the Rockefeller Church flagship store.

I bought a whole bunch of cute clothes in size 47, and also bought myself a lot of expensive cosmetics, clothes, bags and shoes.

Finally, I ordered the most highly rated matcha cake from the cake shop and had it delivered to the hotel. I then strolled along the food street, indulging in whatever I wanted to eat and drink without restraint.

If you don't like it after one bite, throw it away; if you like it, take another bite and throw it away.

In Afu's mind, this is probably what a working woman who suddenly becomes rich, has no family, no debts, and no need for retirement would do.

And indeed, things turned out just as Afu had imagined.

When Yusha Rose, who was far away at the Saintess's residence, received Afu's expense list for the day, she fell into deep thought.

Could she really just be an ordinary worker, and not some henchman of a wicked mastermind?

The suspicion has been largely cleared, but we cannot completely abandon surveillance.

Just then, Yusha Rose noticed a small detail on the list – almost half of the clothes were a size different from the other half!

Who is she going to buy these clothes for?

Becky is an immigrant. Is this person her family member or someone else?

If we can't find a breakthrough with her, we might as well start with the people around her.

Yusha Rose immediately adopted this strategy, instructing Monica, who was also resting that day, to investigate the people around Becky.

As dusk fell, Afu returned to the inn. The things she had ordered during the day had all been delivered, and she quickly called Tuo'er and Forty-Seven to come down and collect them.

"Here you go, Tuor, these books are for you."

"Forty-seven, please try on all of these clothes! I think they're all quite cute and will definitely suit you!"

Upon seeing the book title, the toddler was overjoyed and immediately began to devour it, while the forty-seventh chapter showed a puzzled expression:

"Afu, did you go rob a bank?"

Afro was both amused and exasperated: "What are you talking about? I used the money from the checks that Yusha Rose gave me. The captain said to spend it directly and as naturally as possible, so I thought I'd buy everyone some gifts or something."

"Oh, I see..."

"Let's not talk about that for now," Afu said, her eyes shining as she pulled a JK uniform from a pile of clothes on the sheets. "Try this one on! I can't wait to see you in it!"

Can I not take it?

"No~"

Surrounded by complete darkness and a cold wind, Monica felt a pang of envy looking at the cozy scene inside.

Thor, a swimming and fitness instructor; Amy (47), an intern reporter at a newspaper; and their colleague Becky (Affleck)...

It turns out that the people around Afu are just like her, working-class people.

Monica could imagine the pitiful state of the three of them huddling together for warmth when they had no jobs.

Nowadays, when one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs benefit from it; no wonder Afu buys them so many things.

Then everything makes sense again...

Chapter 156, page 155: The bond between the Fire Pack Friends is broken.

The following night, as agreed, Yusha Rose set off for a high-end hotel.

Although her reputation is already ruined, she is not so desperate as to give up entirely.

If someone with ulterior motives were to exploit her frequent visits to Gray's mansion, not only would she be ruined, but she could also incite discontent among the Feather Clan and the Holy See.

Conversely, it would be even more unacceptable for Gray to enter or leave the Saintess's residence.

The rules for entering and exiting the Saint's residence are the strictest. Only the Saint herself and her trusted confidants who have reported to the Holy See are allowed to enter. Gray is absolutely forbidden from entering.

But how can the two of them maintain their bond if they can't be together?

So the two of them discussed it and decided to find a place outside to take care of their needs. This nice hotel became their usual place for doing business.

Upon arriving at a new room, Gray was already waiting. As soon as he saw Yusha Rose arrive, he immediately carried her to the bed.

The two faced each other and could feel each other's breath.

However, their expressions were completely different.

Gray felt like he'd been offered a warm welcome but met with a cold shoulder, only to see Yosha Rose's disdainful yet slightly mocking smile.

At that moment, he also sensed that something was off about the atmosphere.

Logically speaking, Yusha Rose should have been able to start warming up with him by now. Even if he put his hand on her waist, Yusha Rose would twist it away.

"Honey, what's wrong?"

"Don't call me that, it's disgusting."

"What exactly happened? Tell me. If it's my fault, I can change it right away!"

“Fine~” Yusha Rose got out of bed and stood on the carpet straightening her clothes: “You slut, you vulgar, you public, you scoundrel! I don’t deny any of those things, but what do you mean by saying these things to other people as my current partner?”

“We agreed from the beginning that we wouldn’t talk about this matter, either in the future or in the future. But what did you do? You openly boasted about it in front of your subordinates!”

"My reputation isn't good, but the public is still unsure whether this really happened. I'm not afraid of rumors, I'm afraid of someone who experienced it firsthand revealing the truth!"