I don't want to be a dragon maid!

"Noah, I'm telling you, it's just a bath. You can't do anything weird. It's really not appropriate in this situation..."

"Lady Shelley, you're so sensitive! What am I, Noah? Don't you understand? A righteous dragon maid!"

Noah put his hands on his hips and said with a proud look on his face.

"That's why I'm warning you... Anyway, you absolutely, positively mustn't do anything weird!"

Shelley looked at Noah with a strange expression that seemed to be a warning, yet also carried a hint of expectation.

Does that expression mean he wants to do something or not? Lately, Shelley has become increasingly difficult to understand.

Looking at Shelley's expression, Noah scratched his head and thought helplessly.

However, this side of Shelley made Noah feel much more at ease. Yes, this is the usual Shelley, isn't it?

Those kinds of dark and yandere characters are just dreams; they don't exist!

As long as I don't get involved in anything like a harem, all of this is just wishful thinking on my part...

Go and give Lord Shelley a good bath, forget those unpleasant memories, and start a new life.

That's right, the wonderful life begins with giving Lord Shelley a bath!!!

The plan was perfect, but the first step failed!

Noah's worst fears came true: the bathhouse was out of tickets, there was only one left, meaning there was only one spot left in the bathhouse...

Noah crouched in the corner, three black lines slowly hanging down his head, his whole body exuding a faint black aura.

"Noah, why don't you go take a shower..."

Shelley, seeing Noah's dejected look, held the only ticket and wanted to give it to Noah.

"Lady Shelley, you should go wash up, I don't need to anymore..."

Noah slowly lowered her head, her whole body trembling slightly, her voice filled with boundless sorrow.

"But Noah, weren't you really looking forward to the bathhouse...?"

Shelley said in a low voice.

"A bathhouse without Lady Shelley! This isn't the bathhouse I want! Without Lady Shelley's smooth, flawless skin, her slender waist without any excess fat, and that petite figure that evokes a protective instinct, this bathhouse is meaningless!!!"

Noah clenched her fists, tears welling in her eyes, and she spoke loudly.

"You idiot, why are you shouting so loudly? Don't make any weird statements at a time like this..."

Shelley noticed the strange looks around her and quickly covered Noah's mouth.

"Perverted remarks... Is that so? I've already suffered enough, and now even Lord Shelley is starting to look down on me, calling me a pervert..."

Noah pouted, becoming even more dejected. She drew circles in the corner with her finger, radiating a strong sense of negativity.

Shelley truly didn't expect that just not being able to take a bath together would cause Noah such a huge blow. She even lost her usual thick skin and took a few words to heart, her heart as fragile as a child's.

However, seeing Noah acting so childishly, Shelley's resentment vanished without a trace. She patted Noah's head and said...

"Okay, I got it. I'll shower with you next time, okay?"

"Next time for sure, next time for sure... How many next times are there in a lifetime... Saying 'next time' is just being a procrastinator."

Noah slowly stood up, patted her maid outfit, and dragged herself outside with heavy steps.

"Lady Shelley, have a pleasant bath. As for this annoying, perverted maid, I need to go outside for some peace and quiet. Don't come looking for me..."

Shelley couldn't stop him in time; Noah disappeared through the doorway in the blink of an eye.

"It's just that we didn't shower together, there's no need to be so upset..."

Shelley said helplessly

Noah should let her calm down on her own for a while; she'll come back once she's figured things out.

With that thought in mind, Shelley picked up her clothes to change into and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

"Ah, isn't this Miss Shelley? What a coincidence to meet you here!"

Shelley heard a familiar voice and turned to look at the exit.

A white-haired girl clad in armor stood at the doorway; it was none other than Margaret, the knight they had met in the wilderness last time.

Standing to one side was a pink-haired woman holding a notebook. Her delicate features always carried a gentle smile, which made people feel a sense of friendliness.

Chapter Sixty-Three: Shelley Wants to Become an Apprentice?

"Are you that Miss Knight?"

Shelley looked at Margaret and said uncertainly.

“That’s right, it’s Margaret, a knight of my Saran family!”

Margaret patted her chest and said calmly.

"So this is Shelley."

The smiling pink-haired lady standing to the side glanced at the snake heart pendant hanging on Shelley's chest, and her eyes lit up slightly.

"And this young lady is?"

Shelley looked at the pink-haired girl and asked curiously.

“Anne Wendy, that’s my name.”

Anne picked up the little round hat from her head and saluted Shelley.

“Miss Shelley Brenda, I’ve always wanted to meet you, and I never expected to see you here.”

“Anne Wendy! You’re the one from the Wendy family…”

Shelley's expression changed instantly. She slowly took a few steps back and said with a look of surprise.

"Don't be so scared. I'm not some man-eating monster."

Annie's smile carried a hint of helplessness.

"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant..."

Shelley waved her hands repeatedly, looking flustered.

"I was just a little nervous when I first met the legendary Dark Witch..."

"Dark Witch, hahaha, it feels like my embarrassing past from my chuunibyou days has been dug up."

Anne scratched her face and said somewhat embarrassedly.

"How could it be a dark history from my chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) period? A powerful dark witch, she was chosen as a disciple by a magic master at the age of twelve, and graduated from the magic academy at sixteen to become the youngest teacher in the academy!"

Shelley looked at Anne and said excitedly.

"The Wendy family is full of powerful members. Not only is the older sister strong, but the younger sister Alice is no less so. I've also heard that since she was chosen as the successor to the hero, she has been sought after by various magic academies across the continent since she was ten years old. Sorry, I've said too much."

"It's alright, these are just empty titles. No matter how much we say, we two sisters are just ordinary people, just more knowledgeable about magic than the average person."

Anne said with a smile.

"You know some magic, you mean the magic of laws?"

Margaret, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but complain.

"The law of laws that touches the very root of magic... the law of laws that only a thousand people on the entire continent know..."

Shelley clutched her heart, looking utterly devastated.

The difference between people is so great, it's even greater than the difference between people and pigs...

Shelley is still figuring out how to cast and use this low-level magic, while the girl in front of her, who is about the same age as her, has already touched the roots of magic.

Shelley forced a smile, a smile full of bitterness.

"Actually, the magic of patterns isn't anything particularly complicated; you just need a special learning method to fully understand it."

Anne also saw the disappointment in Shelley's eyes, and she said with a smile.

"Anyone who has the opportunity can learn it."

"Fate..."

Shelley became even more uneasy. This "fate" probably meant meeting a great magician or even a grandmaster of magic, which was indeed quite necessary.

Without a reliable teacher, let alone learning regular magic, one cannot even fully master advanced magic.

But how could a self-taught magician like Shelley, who didn't even have a family, possibly find a reliable teacher...?

“Miss Shelley, don’t be so disappointed. It’s fate that we met. I can be your teacher. Although I’m not talented enough and don’t have the confidence to help you fully comprehend the laws of magic, I can still teach you celestial magic.”

Anne took a liking to Shelley and said gently.

"Really? Miss Anne will be my teacher!"

Shelley looked up and said in disbelief.

"That's right. Your talent is also quite good, and your magical elements are very pure. Although you may not reach the level of a great mage, becoming a mid-level mage or even a high-level mage is no problem."

Anne nodded and continued.

Shelley's feelings were complicated; she couldn't tell whether she was happy or disappointed. Was she destined to become only a high-level magician?

Shelley remembered the promise she made with Noah: she had to become a great magician, or even a grandmaster of magic, so that she could stand by her side...

Despite this sense of frustration, Shelley was not going to let this opportunity slip away, especially considering the help the Wendy family's connections and resources could provide.

Having the Dark Witch as her teacher is a priceless opportunity; it's as if Shelley has already obtained a ticket to enter the world of magicians.

Shelley wanted to finalize things with Anne immediately.

"Miss Anne, what do you like?"

Shelley looked at Anne with some unease.

It's perfectly normal to give a gift when you acknowledge a teacher as a lady, but if the recipient is from a respectable family, it could be troublesome if you ask for something you can't give.

Shelley has decided that she will use all her savings to raise enough money to buy the gift!

Anne noticed Shelley's uneasy look and said with a smile.

"Don't be so nervous. Although the gift I want is very precious, Miss Shelley can still afford it."