After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

Since I just returned to the room and haven't had time to turn on the lights, the room is very dark now.

The light leaking in from the crack in the door slowly expanded as the movement progressed, and the scene in the corridor outside appeared more and more in the field of vision.

At a critical point, the figure at the door, accompanied by a familiar white color, suddenly appeared on Aize's retina.

"Bang!!!"

Before the brain can react, the body has already started to act.

The door was slammed shut, and the loud banging echoed throughout the building.

The person outside the door was not Chris, but——

"Haha, scared you? Don't be so exaggerated, Aize, you make me look like a monster."

The gentle female voice with a smile confirmed his intuitive judgment at that moment, and also made his body, which had just come out of the bath, feel cold from head to toe.

Gripping the door handle tightly, Aize shouted towards the outside of the door in a voice that was almost a roar:

"…Why are you here, Rosalyn?!"

"Haha, why else would you ask that? Isn't this a hotel? I came here to relax a bit before the expedition. Is that weird? Aren't you here too?"

Across the door, the former teammate responded in his usual nonchalant tone.

"Tsk—it's haunting."

Aize cursed softly, and at the same time felt deeply saddened by his own carelessness and negligence.

During the day, in order to disrupt his schedule, this guy would send a bunch of believers to cause trouble in the streets. Only by temporarily disguising himself did he prevent the other party from succeeding.

And since she failed, there will definitely be a second round - if you think along this line of thought, her appearance here doesn't seem so strange.

But I didn't expect that he would come to my door directly. What on earth did he want to do?

While hesitating, there was a gentle knock on the door again.

"Aize, if it's convenient, could you open the door first? I have something to say."

"..."

"Aize?"

Her attitude wasn't that tough, and judging from her behavior in the inn, she probably didn't bring too many followers and believers with her.

If she had to refuse, there was nothing she could do.

From a mental health perspective, Aize also hopes to keep her out.

but--

"click~"

The door opened, and Rosalind's figure, which was no different from usual, finally appeared in sight completely this time. She smiled and waved to Aize.

"Good evening, you guys are really late. If you had come earlier, maybe we could have dinner together."

"Well, what a shame."

Aize leaned against the half-open door and dealt with it perfunctorily.

"So, what to say?"

After spending so much time and experiencing so many supernatural events, the only evidence that could be found for Rosalind was the suspected mechanism of the belief network.

If we stop here, it means that all the pressure will be placed on Vivian alone, which is obviously not acceptable.

So Aize opened the door.

Even if we can find a little more clues from the conversation, it is better than nothing.

So, isn't it just charlatanism? Isn't it just brainwashing? I've seen it before. If you're capable of brainwashing me, then come on.

With this mentality, the expression on Aize's face even had a hint of provocation.

"Isn't His Royal Highness away for a bit? I reckon the expedition will officially begin when he returns, so of course we'll have to talk about this."

Rosalin—either unaware or unconcerned—showed no sign of displeasure at all, and simply looked past Aize into the dim room.

A hint of doubt appeared on his face:

"But...what's wrong with your room? It's small, but why isn't there even a place to sit?"

"... Honestly, I want to know too."

Aize didn't know much about Chris's little plan, and of course he didn't associate it with the room. It was natural that he had a face full of questions.

Rosalyn thought about it, then smiled and clapped her hands, saying:

"Why don't you come over to my place and talk? There's a lot more space there, and you can drink tea or coffee. Isn't that much better than here with just a bed? Let's go?"

"...Well, let's go."

Aize, who had already made up his mind and was ready for battle, nodded without hesitation.

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According to the plan set by her mother and the administrator, Chris took a bath a step later and spent several times more time in the bathroom than usual.

In addition to waiting for Aize to return to the room first, the blue-haired girl also used this time to carefully wash every corner and every inch of skin she could reach.

The force used was so great that it seemed as if he was scraping off a layer of the skin, for fear of leaving behind any strange smell or anything else that would spoil the look.

Although it is not certain that the plan will actually be implemented.

But it’s always better to be prepared.

In her confused thoughts, Chris persuaded herself over and over again.

Under the influence of both internal and external factors, when he was red from head to toe and almost lost consciousness, the administrator finally poked her head in and made a gesture of "everything is ready".

"Huh—Okay, let's go!!!"

With the mentality of going into battle, Chris stood up and slapped her cheeks vigorously.

Then, as planned, he simply wiped the moisture off his skin, put on a loose bathrobe with wet hair, and walked out the door.

The entire path from the bathroom to the stairs was simply covered with cloth or curtains by servants arranged by the administrator.

This is to prevent the not-so-decent image of the eldest daughter from being seen by people who shouldn't see it.

Corridor, stairs, first floor, second floor.

With her mind almost completely paralyzed, Chris mechanically moved towards her goal, not daring to do even a little unnecessary thinking.

I was afraid that if I started thinking, I would fall into a state of complete confusion and be unable to act.

But what will happen if this continues?

Could I really just rush into Aize's room, crawl into the bed, and let nature take its course?

It didn't seem to work, but Chris couldn't think of a better way.

The bottle that the administrator had stuffed into her was now lying in the pocket of her bathrobe, along with her clothes, and was squeezed into a ball with all her strength, almost breaking the bottle.

Just like her current mood.

"Huh, huh, here we are. Just turn around this corridor and the next thing is..."

"Leaving?"

"Well... let's go."

"……well?"

From the other side of the corner, he heard the voices of his master, who was the target, and another woman.

Then there was the sound of a door closing and footsteps rapidly approaching her position.

"No no no- no! I- Ugh!!!"

After looking around for a while, Chris didn't have time to think about it. She subconsciously hid in the corner of the stairs below and looked up carefully.

Then, she came to her senses:

"...That's not right. Why should I hide?"

No matter what she planned, at least at this point in time, Chris had not done anything. She just went to seek help because she "forgot to bring her keys."

That's all.

Not to mention that he and Aize are still husband and wife on the surface, so there seems to be no problem.

If someone sees me sneaking around here, won't I be unable to explain myself?

not understand.

Tonight, Chris's consciousness no longer belonged to her.

Better think of something else quickly.

"Master, it's so late, where are these other women? And where are they going...huh!?"

No need to guess.

Because through the gap in the stairs, she saw her master with a serious expression, and Rosaline standing beside him, dressed in pure white.

"Why is she here...tsk."

The administrator just said that there are no male guests other than Aize tonight.

What that means is that there are female guests.

Arranging for Aize and her to sneak here was a spur-of-the-moment plan of her mother.

This was planned originally to prevent my father from causing trouble, so of course it is impossible for my father to communicate.

This is the family property. As the head of the family, it is reasonable for the father to arrange for Rosaline, who is also a distinguished guest and has helped before, to come here to rest.

This is what happened naturally.

While further lowering her father's image in her mind, Chris muttered unhappily:

"That guy, could it be... that he wants to take Master back to his room? What on earth is he planning to do?!"

Christina has a different attitude towards Aize's former teammates who behaved like humans.

As for Leah, she is my sworn enemy and will never talk to you nicely if she can make personal attacks on you.

Heidi was a little better, but it was just the level of greeting the family tree and falling into sarcasm.

As for Rosaline, Chris's attitude is the same as Aize's, which is confusing.

I just feel that this weird woman who is always laughing is eerie and makes people feel very uncomfortable.

After experiencing the disturbance caused by the members of the Pure White Saint Sect during the day, this feeling became even stronger.

So, what now?

"Come to think of it, those guys from the daytime were also sent by her. Could it be... could it be!? Are they deliberately trying to disrupt my plan and then attack Master themselves!?"

Under normal circumstances, Chris wouldn't have thought about it this way.

But now, her brain is full of yellow garbage, and her imagination is too good.

"That woman must be right. She brought Master back to the room now. She must be using despicable means to force Master to be her—No! Absolutely not!"

Ignoring the fact that she was the one who drugged the man in the despicable plan, Chris suppressed her breath and carefully followed the two of them to the top floor of the hotel.

Seeing them enter the innermost room, Chris tiptoed over and quietly put her ear to the door.

Chapter 57: Night Visit to the Saint (1)

As a place dedicated to providing recuperation, entertainment and vacation services for various dignitaries, the hotel naturally has some very luxurious rooms.

Rosalyn's residence, that is.

This is a suite consisting of several fairly large rooms. Aize is in the living room. In addition to several large velvet-covered sofas, there are various decorations such as vases, oil paintings, etc. Aize cannot tell the origin of them but they are definitely not cheap.

The floor was covered with a dark red carpet, and through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows covered with thin curtains, elegant moonlight continuously filtered through and sprinkled on them. Against the backdrop of the dim light, the atmosphere seemed quite good.

It was in stark contrast to Aize's own unfinished bedroom.

This disparity, is it really not that the Marquis is deliberately trying to make things difficult for me?

I don't understand.