Chương 65: The Little Loran in a Frenzy

New Sprout Street Church.

Life settled down; there was no succubus to bother you, and no wicked woman to cause trouble.

Klaus was still exhausted and overwhelmed.

The reason is the ever-growing slums surrounding the hot water workshop.

The documents and reports on her desk had piled up into a "twin tower".

The sheer number of them made her want to find something to destroy them.

"Why are there so many? Where are our middle-level employees? Are they all parasites?"

"Roland wailed."

Gala is not like that; she should be a domineering and arrogant woman who indulges in pleasure and looks down on the world.

Instead of busty nuns drowning in paperwork.

Before she transmigrated, she was a beast of burden; after she transmigrated, she was still a beast of burden.

Then wasn't this time travel pointless?

Behind the newly installed desk on the side of the room, Jenny looked up and gazed at Roland with heartache.

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"Miss Roland, most of our previous employees were succubi."

"Pink Harbor is currently undergoing renovation and expansion, and its popularity is slowly recovering. Many people have returned."

"As for the new management team that Krusty Krab is cultivating, it will take time to gradually fill the gaps."

Jenny also had a pile of documents in front of her, but not in such an exaggerated number.

With the magic of the great succubus Salia and her own hard work, she...

They have become highly literate and qualified individuals.

Roland patted her head in exasperation.

"Honestly, when will Kalil be able to come back from the Dark Underground?"

"The business trip has been going on for far too long."

"If she were here, I could bring Salia over to help me with the paperwork."

Upon hearing this, the maid Nightingale spoke up to remind her.

"Miss Caryl should be attending the Night Scholars' Association; she should be back in a little over a month."

Upon hearing this, Roland became somewhat intimidated again.

If Kaliel's succubus, who most wanted to slay her, were to return from her business trip...

I've discovered I've become alluring again, and these "Cat Saintess" photos are flying everywhere.

It was filmed with two of her capable subordinates...

Wow, suddenly I realize it's okay to handle documents alone.

I just hope that when Kalil sees Pink Harbor grow stronger, she won't hold these things against her.

……

Two hours later, Roland finally finished processing all the work documents.

With the added magic, its processing speed isn't much slower than that of Earth's computers.

Roland collapsed onto the sofa with a sigh of relief.

After thinking for a moment, he simply lay down sideways on the sofa.

The sofa was quite wide, and Roland was rather petite, so she could rest her head on the armrest.

However, her two calves, encased in black stockings, could only protrude from the outside.

She looked up at the luxurious magic chandelier on the ceiling and glanced sideways at the expansive view outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Suddenly, I realized that this little bit of work wasn't so bad after all.

This kind of fantastical life is something I've never experienced before.

Seeing Roland lost in thought, Nightingale took a few steps closer.

"Miss Roland, are you tired? Would you like a massage?"

Roland snapped out of her reverie and looked at the nightingale.

The dark-skinned elf maid showed a concerned expression, which warmed Roland's heart.

Although there may be some issues with her hobbies, her personality is getting better and better, which is commendable.

Roland nodded and smiled in response.

"Thank you for your help, Nightingale."

Perfect timing, Nightingale is a warrior-type superhuman.

These types of superhumans are said to all possess some form of post-exercise recovery techniques.

Roland stretched her shoulders, preparing to sit up so Nightingale could massage her.

At that moment, a pair of slender, soft hands gently grasped her feet.

Then the kneading began.

Roland: "..."

Jenny: "..."

Three big question marks appeared above Roland's head as she tilted her head and looked at Nightingale.

Jenny also stopped writing and turned her head to look over.

Nightingale, seemingly oblivious to the gazes of the two, knelt on one knee and massaged Roland's small feet.

Roland could barely maintain her composure and spoke tactfully.

"That... Nightingale."

"I do clerical work; it's not my feet that get tired, is it?"

Nightingale immediately adopted a serious expression and spoke with righteous indignation.

"This is a secret technique of warrior-type superhumans, which can stimulate the muscles throughout the body by massaging the feet."

As soon as she finished speaking, a healing sensation spread from the soles of her feet.

It actually feels quite comfortable.

Roland still felt awkward and tried to change the subject.

"Huh, there's such a rare secret technique? I've never heard of it before..."

The nightingale nodded.

"Yes, it is indeed very rare. I searched for a long time before finding and learning it, and it was quite difficult."

Roland: "..."

It would be better not to explain at all. You only learned it so you could touch feet, right?

This maid is hopeless.

Roland had no choice but to turn her head away, only to meet Jenny's gaze.

Jenny watched Nightingale's movements and couldn't help but swallow.

Is that swallowing motion for real?

……

Ultimately, it was the visiting head maid Lywind who rescued Roland from this strange atmosphere.

Upon receiving the interview invitation, she immediately sat up and pulled her foot out of Nightingale's hand.

The nightingale finally felt a little embarrassed and shy.

He stretched out his hand, made a fist, and cleared his throat by bringing it to his mouth.

"Ahem, Miss Roland, shall I help you put on your shoes?"

"Haha, no need, I'm full of energy right now."

Roland put on her shoes and hurried downstairs as if fleeing.

Nightingale and Jenny were left behind, and their eyes met.

……

The first floor of the church.

"Oh, welcome, welcome, Head Maid Lywind, you've come just in time."

Roland shook hands with Lywind warmly, saying as she spoke.

Even Lywind couldn't figure it out.

Logically speaking, she was just trading milk normally today, so why was she suddenly so enthusiastic?

What does "arrived just in time" mean?

Could it be that she already knows that His Highness has discovered the truth about "The Cat Saintess"?

Indeed, Wayne Enterprises' acquisition activities have been too high-profile lately.

Well then, there's no other way but to be frank.

She sighed and said wistfully.

"Miss Roland, let's find a quiet place to talk again."

Roland was taken aback.

What is this? Didn't you come to buy milk?

Roland was about to ask the question when she met Lywind's serious expression.

Hmm, looks like something important is going on. Could it be related to Elizabeth?

……

Well, how should I put it?

Although that little brat's personality is abstract, Lywind, as a maid, is indeed a nice person.

He comes to the church to buy milk every day. Although there is a sense of surveillance involved, he is very kind and considerate in his dealings with people.

She would also occasionally bring some royal pastries for Alice and Renee.

Out of respect for Lywind, Roland nodded.

"Then come with me, let's talk in the Sky Garden."

I don't want to go to the third floor for now, and the second floor is where everyone lives, so the rooftop garden is more suitable.

She turned and began to lead the way, with Lywind close behind.

Where neither of them could see, it was hidden in Lywind's sleeve.

The once quiet little green dot began to shimmer with a barely perceptible light, its rhythm lively.

"Hehehe, I found you, my lovely little catgirl."

In the distant Heisenport Glass Garden, the listless Lady Tree hummed a cheerful tune.

Behind them, the vines in the tree canopy swayed rhythmically, performing a comical waist-twisting dance.

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