Arknights, but the sickly pretty girl starts

First of all, let me correct a misunderstanding. It is true that Victoria's intelligence department is not very professional, and it was even unilaterally infiltrated by Ursus. However, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how weak it is, Victoria's intelligence department is still a dimensionality reduction attack for a small snow-capped country that has not been open for long. In addition, the special relationship between the Duke of Kaster and Enthiodis himself behind the gray hat can even be said that the gray hat is openly collecting intelligence in Kjerag.

There was no need for them to hide, for Kjerag could do nothing to them.

Victoria's intelligence department had unimpeded access to Kjerag, which was not something to be happy about, but Enthiotis could not take the initiative to protest - the so-called situation was stronger than people, and a small snow-capped mountain country like Kjerag was bound to have helpless actions of one kind or another.

However...some information can be given out, and it can also appease Duke Caister.

Some information...

"After all, we should still meet our Honorary Saint Lady... although she might not be very happy."

After making up his mind, Enchiodis clapped his hands, let Jiaofeng, who was standing guard outside the door, into the office, and gave instructions.

"We should proactively invite the Honorary Saint to meet us to demonstrate our hospitality, shouldn't we?" Ensiodis recounted the story in a calm tone, his eyes narrowed. "Of course, when we invite the Honorary Saint, we don't need to be sneaky. Letting them know that our Honorary Saint has returned to her home in Kjerag would also be a good omen for the inauguration ceremony."

"Understood, sir—anything else?"

"...By the way, please apologize to Miss Noya for me. I will do my best to make up for this disrespect."

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"...To be honest, it's almost time."

"what?"

"I mean, a certain troublesome guy is planning to drag me down with him." Noah explained in detail. Theresa might not know it yet, but Noah was an old acquaintance of Enthiotis. He knew very well that this man didn't mind using anyone. For someone like herself who had fallen into the trap, he would naturally use her without any scruples.

"Enthyodis? The head of the Shivaash family you mentioned earlier?"

"Yes, that's him. If I'm not mistaken, it's about time he comes to bother me."

"Come to think of it, the reason you became an honorary saint before...could it be Enthiotis's scheme?"

"...Well." Noah paused, as if trying to think of a better explanation. She couldn't just say that she was truly favored by God and forced into the position of Saint. "It's just a bad fate, right?"

They had already settled into their hotel. Since it was peak tourist season, they had spent some time trying to find a good place to stay. Luckily, they had found a villa with a backyard and a hot spring. After renting it temporarily, Noya immediately chose to bathe there.

In fact, you need to take a shower before taking a hot spring bath. Many people regard taking a hot spring bath as part of bathing, but in fact, if you don’t take a shower before to remove some stains on your body, the hot spring will sooner or later become a breeding ground for bacteria.

As the scent of sulfur seeping from the cracks in the rocks filled her nose, Noya tied her hair up to avoid being immersed in the hot spring. The blue-gray rocks glowed a rusty red in the twilight. She lifted her foot to test the water's temperature, and a misty white vapor immediately crept up her calves—as if being penetrated through her pores by countless warm fingertips. Noya tossed her single ponytail over her shoulder. The scent of sulfur mixed with the fragrance of cedar drifted over her collarbone. As she bent her knees and sank into the milky white spring, the rising mist curled around her waist.

It was indeed a good feeling to enjoy an open-air hot spring alone, especially in the environment of the snowy mountains. The temperature of the spring water was just at the critical point between tingling and numbness. She felt an electric current spreading from her toes to her whole body, and she couldn't help but moan. If there were other people next to her, she probably wouldn't be able to do this.

Noya slowly lowered her shoulders into the spring. Mist drifted over her collarbone, condensing into droplets and sliding down her chest. She raised her head and exhaled a puff of white air.

This perfect sense of relaxation made her hum involuntarily. Noah and Theresa had the same feelings, and the feeling of soaking in the hot spring was the same. It seemed that some medicinal herbs were soaked in the hot spring. These things were prepared by the owners of the courtyard for the tenants. Noah remembered that Enya seemed to have told her in the past that some medicinal herbs would be added when soaking in the hot spring... Sure enough, these things were really common sense to Kjerag.

Noah bent his knees and lifted his right foot. His instep stretched straight, and the water droplets rolled down his ankle toward his calf, creating a slight tingle. As the arch of his foot misted, his jade-like toes, sensing the change in temperature, unconsciously curled and uncurled. A round droplet of water hung suspended in the hollow of his Achilles tendon, trembling three times before it fell.

She rubbed her calves carefully. Although her ankles no longer ached from shopping, she still felt that she should massage them. It had become a habit.

When I couldn't move my feet, I had to massage them while taking a shower. Now I don't need to do that anymore, but I still rub them subconsciously.

——Getting used to this kind of thing is really scary.

She breathed a sigh of relief silently, and after massaging, she sank her legs back into the hot spring.

It’s so warm…

She sighed silently, and Theresa was also happy to see Noah finally relaxed. Now it was actually Noah himself who was in main control of the body, while Theresa was satisfied enough just by feeling the touch of Noah's body, just like the two of them bathing in a hot spring together. Those small movements while soaking in the hot spring, such as kneading the calves, were also done by Noah himself, and Theresa was only responsible for enjoying it.

Just enjoy it!

Kjerag is truly a wonderful place for a vacation, with its snow-capped mountains, hot springs, and a wide variety of delicious food, especially the cheese fondue. Noya had tried it once when he first visited, and it's still unforgettable. While the conservative nature of Manzhuyuan has left it behind the rest of Terra, it has also preserved its most captivating and unique culture.

This is one of the reasons why Kjerag has become a famous tourist destination - it can be regarded as the rich legacy left to Kjerag by so many elders of Manzhuyuan.

She closed her eyes and enjoyed this rare leisure.

It was a pity that soon, her ears moved and she heard footsteps not far away. She opened her eyes and sighed slightly.

"Ms. Enya, isn't it a bit impolite for you to come here so suddenly?" There was a hint of complaint in Noah's tone. That's right, the one who came to the hot spring was the real naked Saint, Enya Shivaash herself.

"In front of you, I don't need to be polite. After all, you're a saint, and so am I. We hold the same position. It's understandable that we should be a little closer, right? I'm sure Lord Yelagund would agree." Enya, with a sly look on her face, followed Noya's lead and immersed herself completely in the hot spring. "You really picked a good spot. The hot springs in this area are famously good."

"I didn't choose it specifically... Are the hot springs here any different from those in other places?" Noah was stunned and asked involuntarily.

"-Well, the hot springs here are said to be good for the skin and can reduce wrinkles-" Enya explained, but this didn't matter to Noya. After all, her skin was cared for by gray matter, so she didn't have to worry about such things at all.

"Also, it's very helpful for breast enlargement."

"...Gurgle..." Noah lowered his head, looked at his size, which was already half a ball floating on the water, and complained silently, "Then please spare me. If I get any bigger, it will affect my balance."

"I think it wouldn't hurt if it were a little bigger." Enya smirked and reached out to pinch Noya's bust. "Wow...it's really a little bigger than before."

"It can be considered a second development." After being imprisoned in the Beacon Tower and being baptized by the power of the Golden Rule, Noah's body showed a phenomenon similar to a second development. Especially after she truly became the Child of the Stars, she even grew a few inches taller. If she were to use the content of some novels she had heard to describe it, it could be said that she had experienced the marrow being cut by the Book of Changes.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that Noah is currently in the growth stage.

"Enya, stop it." Noah slapped Enya's dirty hands away. "It's been a long time since we last met, and your way of greeting me is considered sexual harassment? Can I file a complaint against you?"

"Sure, I'm the one who handles the complaints anyway," Enya replied with a smile. "Besides, it's so big and not letting people touch it, I think it's kind of a hooligan!"

"...You're not small, then. When we were taking the medicinal bath together, you were a little older than me!" Noah immediately countered, "Now I'm only slightly older than you at most!"

"Why do you remember it so clearly—" Enya blushed. When she was being bullied, she naturally didn't care, but after being bullied, she felt shy. "Besides, I didn't shrink. I'm the same size as before."

"Can I pinch yours now?" Noah continued to fight back. Enya's face had turned red. "Who...who is afraid of who? You pinch me and I'll pinch you. Let's see who surrenders first!"

"Are you really a saint? Why do I feel like you're becoming more and more like a female hooligan?" Noah couldn't help but complain. Of course, she was just talking and didn't really think about doing it. This kind of teasing between people who are on good terms with each other is fine, but pinching like Enya did is already the limit. Even if she fights back, she won't really do it.

Otherwise, what's the difference between this and... the way you pinch with a mace?

Noah's face turned as red as a tomato as he couldn't help but recall the techniques he used with the mace.

"Being a saint is very tiring, and aren't you a saint too?" Enya relaxed and let Noya go. "But it's great to see you back. I thought you really had an accident in Agor."

"Your news is quite slow. I've already been to Leitania for a while."

"I know, but you didn't really face any threat in Leitania, did you? Ya'er told me, and she went to help. You'll be fine."

"...Ms. Yaer did help me a lot." Noah answered honestly, "I'm actually quite grateful to her."

"You should thank her properly later - after all, she's almost here."

"what?"

Noya looked at the size of the hot spring.

"It's not impossible to have a date with three people, but..."

"What are you thinking? She didn't plan to come in to take a bath in the hot springs. We just plan to take you to my brother... no, Enthyodis's place. He wants to see you."

"It's okay for you to just call him brother. There aren't any outsiders here." Noah smiled. "Besides, changing your words like this will make you feel even more guilty."

"What do you mean by guilty conscience?" Enya rolled her eyes at Noya. "I won't call him brother until he apologizes."

"Yes, yes..." Noah looked at Enya. Enya actually had some scars on her body... probably from frostbite during the Saint's Trial. These injuries were old, leaving almost permanent marks on her body. But for Noah, it was different.

Perhaps because Noah was observing too closely, Enya subconsciously reached out her hand to cover her vital parts. "What...what are you looking at?"

"...You misunderstood." Noah blinked, "But...I'm sorry."

Noah stretched out his hand and pressed on Enya's scar. Enya was a little confused at first why Noah put his hand on her toes. Then the next second, she seemed to feel some stimulation she had never felt before and let out an alluring moan. The next moment, she immediately covered her mouth to prevent the embarrassing sound from being heard.

"Don't move, I need to concentrate." Noah held Enya down with her hand, asking her to calm down as much as possible. She knew that her actions might cause pain or itching, but in order to heal this kind of scar, it was necessary to completely remove the necrotic tissue first, and then fill and grow it again. Noah was using gray matter to repair Enya's skin.

She was very attentive, repairing the skin as closely as possible to make it look like the rest of the body, with barely any visible signs of repair. She did this with a doctor's mindset, but Enya was completely different. This was her first time receiving this kind of repair, and the slight tingling and itching, coupled with the electric shock-like sensation, made her whole body tense. It seemed as if every nerve in her body was transmitting a... strange feeling.

She had never felt such a warm current flowing through her body. This feeling could not be described in words, but as Noah's fingers moved, her eyes gradually became blurred and her body became relaxed from tense. When Noah withdrew his hand, Enya had already collapsed in the hot spring. Fortunately, Noah pulled her in time, otherwise she might have become the first saint to drown in the hot spring.

"Enya? Enya? What's wrong with you?" Noya had no idea what she had done. As the Child of the Stars, she couldn't control her own power very well. After using gray matter to eat the necrotic tissue, the power to promote regeneration was the manifestation of the power of the Child of the Stars. However, the nature of this power caused half of the life forms to overreact after coming into contact with it, and even produce a feeling similar to being drunk.

This feeling of being in high spirits is essentially the same as a cat inhaling catnip.

Enya must be too well-educated to be able to maintain her dignity. If she were an ordinary person, it would be normal for her to lose 0. After all, this kind of power is not something that ordinary life can accept casually. I am afraid that only a behemoth can maintain its sanity under such power.

Enya, who has a close relationship with Yelagund, has become an agent of the giant beast, so she can maintain her sanity to a certain extent.

But it is obvious that Noah, who used the power of the Star Child for the first time, did not know this.

It took Enya a long time to come back to her senses. At this time, she had been dragged out of the hot spring by Noya, put on her clothes, and was now resting her head on Noya's thigh, looking like she had just completed the sublimation of spirit and flesh.

There is a line in a song that says it well - I dare not open my eyes, hope is just my illusion.

As a saint, how could she possibly talk about the fact that she nearly orgasmed in a hot spring? And the person was clearly just helping with the frostbite scars, a completely benevolent treatment with no trace of evil in mind. She could only force herself to speak. "Have you ever used this treatment method on anyone else?"

"...Um, no, you're the first one." Noah answered honestly, "I've only had this power for a short time."

"...From now on, unless absolutely necessary, never use this type of treatment on anyone," Enya warned sternly. "Most people can't handle it. Believe me."

"...Huh?" Noah blinked. "Is this treatment really that painful?"

"...It's not a question of whether it hurts or not... It's... This..." Enya's face turned redder as she spoke, "This must not be used casually. Remember this!"

"Okay, okay, I won't use it carelessly. I swear, okay?" Noah thought Enya was embarrassed to admit that she was afraid of pain, so he had to comfort her, "But it works very well, Enya, your scar has completely disappeared."

"...Huh?" Enya then turned her gaze back to her toes. Indeed, the ugly scar had disappeared. Moreover, when her toes curled up and relaxed, she was surprised to find that her body seemed to be stronger than before. This was not just local. It was as if all the impurities in her body had been half discharged, leaving her body clear.

"...What on earth is this..." Enya was surprised by this sense of clarity, "What on earth did you do to me?"

Chapter 8: An unexpected surprise

"...Um...It's hard for me to explain to you the source and principle of this ability. After all, I don't know either. I just know how to use it, and I just learned how to use it." Noah really didn't know the principle of this move, so he could only explain it this way.

"Anyway, the scar has been removed. Although it may no longer hurt, the scar that remains is still an eyesore." Noah said with a smile, "As a friend, I will help if I can. As for your brother's matter, although your brother and I are partners, I am definitely on your side. Your brother is indeed a jerk. I will help you beat him up when I have time."

"Pfft...really?" Enya couldn't help laughing. Finally, the ambiguous atmosphere disappeared, and with Noya's words, they returned to their original atmosphere of getting along. "Then you can't show any mercy. Beat him until his face is covered with peach blossoms."

"Okay." Noah nodded seriously. It would be a lie to say that there was no personal grudge. He was involved in all kinds of things every time he came to Kjerag. Most of the blame had to be thrown on Enthiotis. He really wanted to beat him up.

"Okay, okay, we've been soaking for so long. If we don't go back, people might think we've passed out." Enya didn't continue talking about this topic, but ended the conversation. After all, they still had plenty of time to chat and there was no need to rush.

But - let me explain it in two ways.

What is Rosalyn doing at this moment...

Come, Rosalyn, and let Mother teach you how to pray to Yelagund.

First, close your eyes, place your hands on your chest, and call out Yelagund's name in your heart...

Yes, our little Rosalyn is amazing. She's doing great. Rosalyn, you know, you're the most precious thing to mom and dad. No matter what others say, mom never regrets having you. Yelagund bless you...

Rosalyn opened her eyes, only to find the statue of Yelagund standing before her, not her mother. As she got closer, she realized that this statue, which looked ordinary from a distance, was actually quite massive. She raised her head, trying to observe Yelagund's appearance, muttering to herself unconsciously, "Ylagund, so this is what he looks like."

My mother seemed to have said something else at that time, uh uh uh, what else was it?

No, I have a headache. I can't remember. This all happened before she was three. It's normal for Rosalyn to not remember anything. It's said that before the age of three, people still have memories of their past lives. After the age of three, they truly become a new person, so people's memory begins at three. Rosalyn had heard this rumor, but she did remember some things—or rather, it left a faint impression.

She wanted to pray the way her mother had told her, but she really couldn't remember the prayer gestures. When she was in trouble, a voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

"Close your eyes and place your right hand flat on your chest." It was an old voice. "In front of Yelagund, close our incompetent eyes and lower our overly proud heads. Clear your mind of distracting thoughts and silently chant Yelagund's name. Come, child, follow me."

He was an old monk, and his words were solemn. Rosalin couldn't help but lower her head and close her eyes as he said.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but after closing my eyes, the sound of wind and snow in my ears seemed to quiet down a lot, and the noisy voices faded away. Only the solemn voice of the old monk could be heard.

—Yeragon, give us springs and fruit trees to fill our bellies.

—Yeragon, give us the snow and wind of the icy disaster.

—Good and loving Yelagund, bless us, bless Kjerag.

This familiar feeling made Rosalin involuntarily follow the old monk's words and pray, but her prayer was different from the old monk's. She was obviously not pious enough, but she had her own desire to pray.

—Yeragond.

——I am not your believer, and I don’t need your blessing.

——But if you can really bless your believers, then you must bless my mother.

——If my mother hadn’t asked me to, I wouldn’t have come.

Rosalin quietly opened one eye and glanced at the old monk next to her. She felt that there was no point in reciting silently, so she raised her head.

“Yeragond! Please bless my mother! She’s your believer!! She told me Kjerag is good—! I’ll go see for myself just how good he is—!”

Rosalyn's voice was resounding, instantly becoming the center of everyone's attention. However, the girl wasn't worried about attracting attention at all. She simply felt that instead of hiding her blessings deep in her heart, it would be better to shout them out loud so the gods could hear them more clearly! Even though they were the gods, it was too much trouble for them to secretly listen to others' whispers. It would be better to be straightforward. She put her hands on her hips, not feeling that there was anything wrong with her idea at all.

After shouting, she felt much better.

The old monk's pupils were so dizzy at this moment, but he did not scold the little girl who did not know etiquette. Instead, he asked cautiously, "Little girl, what are you doing?"

"Need I ask? Of course it's prayer! I think it's better to pray out loud than in your heart. You've already said it in your heart. What if Yelagund can't hear you?" Rosalyn explained her behavior with a smile. Of course, her words were outrageous, but the old monk was not angry. It was better to say that since Manzhuyuan gave up its control over religion, the worship of Yelagund has not been so strict. Besides, he was a foreign tourist, and there was no reason for him to learn those cumbersome rules.

It’s just that the old monk still can’t adapt to it.