NOVEL WEB chapter 238
16. Weier
A secluded street.
Under the silent eaves.
Watching the beauty in front of him skillfully picking the lock, seemingly unguarded against what was behind her.
Mu En’s heart suddenly began to race uncontrollably.
“This… this isn’t too good, right?”
“Hmm?”
Celicia turned around, looking at Mu En with a puzzled expression: “What isn’t too good?”
“Isn’t it a bit too fast?”
Mu En said hesitantly: “Although I don’t really mind, but isn’t this a bit too sudden? I think we should get to know each other a little better…”
“The president is back!”
Suddenly, a delicate voice interrupted Mu En, and a small head peeked out from behind the opened door, “It’s so late, I was worried you wouldn’t come back… Huh? Is there someone else here?”
As she spoke, the familiar head shifted its gaze toward him.
The person froze for a moment.
Mu En also froze for a moment.
Buy one, get one free?
Playing so openly?
No, this person is Weier, the secretary of the student council, the little follower who often trailed behind Celicia.
Mu En came to his senses.
“Mu En Campbell!”
Viola quickly recognized Mu En as well. Suddenly, her face flushed bright red, and with a puff, she sprayed two streams of nosebleed.
“You, you perverted scumbag! What are you doing here? Are you stalking our president?”
“Huh?”
What the hell?
He could accept being called a perverted scumbag, but what kind of new game was this where she was cursing while spraying nosebleed?
“Alright, he’s a guest.”
Celesia casually gave Viola a light smack on the forehead. “I told you to stop reading those strange books. Hurry up and prepare some hot water.”
“Oh.”
Viola wiped her nosebleed, covered her forehead, and pouted, shooting Mu En a resentful glare.
Just as she turned to step through the door, an open art book suddenly fell from her skirt.
Mu En instinctively looked over.
On the exquisitely illustrated pages, there were two men entangled in indescribable poses.
And aside from the bald, muscular man, the other was a half-dressed, blushing, golden-haired handsome nobleman. No matter how Mu En looked at it, he felt that the face was familiar.
Damn, wasn’t that himself?
A fan art book?
Or was it something else?
“You…”
Mu En’s eyes widened in terror as he looked at Viola.
“This isn’t me! You’re mistaken!”
Steam seemed to rise from Viola’s head as she snatched the book and dashed into the room.
After a long while.
Mu En silently turned to Celesia, his lips twitching as he said:
“Your secretary… has some rather dangerous hobbies.”
“…She only started being like this recently. She used to only read serious novels.”
Celesia’s expression was also somewhat helpless, clearly troubled by Viola’s peculiar new interests that seemed to have come from nowhere.
But then, her gaze sharpened as she glanced at Mu En:
“By the way, what did you say earlier? You mentioned something about deepening understanding?”
“……”
Mu En’s expression stiffened, and he forced a smile:
“I said your sword is too fast; I should have a deeper understanding of your strength.”
“That’s good to know.”
After leaving behind a cold gaze, Celicia turned and walked through the door.
With a sigh that seemed to carry a hint of regret, Mu En followed her inside.
…
Upon entering, there was an ordinary-looking courtyard.
The layout inside was even more simple, completely unrecognizable as a princess’s residence.
Yet Mu En could faintly sense the flow of magical energy in the air; it seemed that a formidable array had been set up here.
Fortunately, despite its simplicity, the living essentials were all adequately provided.
After assigning Mu En a room, Veer led him to a bathroom.
In contrast to the overall simplicity of the courtyard, this bathroom was exquisitely decorated. Expensive wood and smooth stone formed a large bath that resembled a small hot spring, with steaming water adorned with fragrant petals floating on the surface.
“Go wash up.”
Veer twisted her neck and said coldly.
Mu En stared at her for a moment, hesitating:
“Miss Veer.”
“What is it?”
“You wouldn’t be peeking at me while I bathe, would you?”
“Wha… what?”
Veer instantly turned both shy and angry, stomping her foot:
“Mu En Campbell, what do you mean? How could I possibly watch you bathe? Seeing your naked body would give me nightmares!”
“Is that so…”
Mu En lowered his head.
As Veer stomped her foot, a sketchbook accidentally fell to the ground.
This time, the handsome, golden-haired, bashful youth was entangled with a burly man resembling a bear.
Unbelievable.
Not even a repeat!
“Anyway… you should be careful. If you do anything perverted, I won’t forgive you!”
Veer quickly stuffed the sketchbook into her arms, her face flushed, and dashed away.
After she left, Mu En closed the bathroom door. After carefully confirming that there were no peeping or spying spells or devices, he finally felt at ease, stripped off his clothes, and sank into the hot water.
“Ha… so comfortable.”
Mu En couldn’t help but let out a contented sigh.
Looking back, it had been a long time since he had truly rested.
He had been through so much during this time, especially in the past two days. Whether it was the confrontation with the evil god or the entanglement with those two little spirits, each experience had drained him completely.
If it weren’t for the unimaginable training his body had undergone and the enhancement from the King of Withering’s flames, he would have likely collapsed long ago.
At this moment, lying in the warm water that was clearly infused with some kind of medicinal effect, all the fatigue surged to the forefront of his mind.
Mu En tilted his head back, gradually drifting into a deep sleep.
…
In Celicia’s room, the lights were still bright.
She was handling some documents.
Seemingly sensing the quiet entrance of a girl, she didn’t look up and asked:
“How is he?”
“Not much.”
Weir, helping Celicia organize the papers, pouted and said:
“He just seems really tired, sleeping in the water. It feels a bit wasteful for you to use such precious herbs for his bath.”
“Those herbs are meant for external use; are you suggesting he should eat them?”
Celicia replied casually.
“And given what he did before, he qualifies to use those herbs… wait.”
Celicia suddenly furrowed her brow and looked up at Weir:
“He’s in the bathroom. How do you know he’s asleep?”
“Uh…”
Weir’s pretty face stiffened, her expression deflating instantly.
“I… I guessed!”
“Is that so?”
“Of course! How could I possibly use special methods to spy on that perverted scumbag while he bathes? Impossible, absolutely impossible!”
“…Weir.”
“Yes?”
“Throw away those nonsensical sketchbooks of yours later.”
“Oh.”
Weir’s eyes brimmed with tears, feeling as if the sky had fallen.
It’s all that damned Mu En Campbell’s fault; nothing good ever comes when he’s around.
Those art books were painstakingly acquired at a high price, rare gilded editions circulated among small groups in the academy!
It hurts so much, boohoo…
But after a while, Wei Er suddenly tugged at her fingers and said:
“President.”
“What is it?”
“I lost it… Can I draw it myself?”
“…”