Get Ahead of the Fallen Heroine and Make the Bull-Headed Man the Victim

Chapter 115. Didn’t see this coming! I’m changing things up!

Clotilde found it utterly unbelievable that Noah had saved her.

So she quickly turned to him, seeking answers.

However, when she lifted her head to look at the chair in the corner again, Noah had already left it, book in hand, striding toward the door.

“What’s so surprising? Last time you went mad over that tattoo, it was also my help that got you through. But if you want to thank me, just provide more data next time the tattoo activates.”

Noah spoke in a completely emotionless, purely rational tone, delivering his conclusion before she could even open her mouth.

It was certainly shocking to have her thoughts laid bare.

But Clotilde felt more disappointment than anything else.

She knew that Noah could not possibly be watching over her out of pure kindness.

Indeed, he merely regarded her as an important subject of observation.

After all, a nun marked by a demon’s lustful sigil was likely a rarity in the world.

To think that Noah was acting out of goodwill was just her own wishful thinking.

Ah, how naïve she truly was.

“Well then, I shall take my leave.”

“Hmm? Wait! Where are you going?”

Noah’s sudden farewell caused the nun, who was just beginning to gather her scattered thoughts, to reach out anxiously, as if to hold him back.

“Now that you’re awake, I have my own matters to attend to. You don’t really think I’m your stalker, do you? I have other research to pursue. What, do you want me to stay and protect you?”

With his hand already on the doorknob, Noah paused momentarily, turning to flash a well-meaning smile at the nun, who was still reaching out with a wistful expression.

“N-No, that’s not necessary! I was just asking casually!”

Under Noah’s gaze, Cloetil realized she might have been acting a bit too strangely.

So she quickly withdrew her hand, striving to appear as composed as usual, her expression shifting to one of seriousness.

“Ha, is that so? Just a casual question, huh? Well, in any case, good luck, Sister.”

With that half-smile lingering in the air, Noah’s figure vanished from the room.

As the door clicked shut once more, Cloetil found herself staring blankly at her hands.

“…Am I really so anxious that I want to seek help from others? I’ve truly grown weaker.”

Gazing at the hands that could not even summon the ancient relic bestowed upon her by the Church, the nun’s expression turned fragile.

“Indeed, neither the shattered Holy Lance nor the reborn Grimoire can be summoned… Huh!? It worked!?”

She hadn’t held much hope, merely trying her luck, but when the familiar weight and texture returned to her hand, she couldn’t help but feel a surge of joy.

“Though it’s only a partial summoning, and I’ve only called forth one of the Grimoires, this means my power has been restored somewhat, right?”

After a string of disheartening news, this glimmer of good fortune made the nun particularly elated.

She felt like a girl again, the first time she had received a Grimoire, joyfully gazing at the precious ancient tome in her hands, her face alight with delight.

Yet, after the joy, the question loomed before her.

What had caused this sudden restoration?

Was it due to defeating a formidable foe? Or perhaps… because the lustful sigil had been satisfied?

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She had always sensed that her magical power would rise slightly whenever the sigil quieted, but this time there had been no increase; she had thought it was merely an illusion.

But it seemed today’s boost was to her maximum magical capacity, and she would see the effects after a good rest.

“…It’s complicated. Using the lustful sigil to restore my magic, it feels as if I’ve truly become like a demon myself.”

After the joy, worry naturally followed. Setting the Grimoire down, the nun’s heart grew heavy once more.

She truly could not be honest with herself about feeling happy for regaining her strength through such means.

“Now that you’ve worried enough, it’s unavoidable, whether you like it or not. You can either accept it passively or actively; there are no other options.”

At this moment, Noah had returned to his dilapidated temple, observing the nun through the magical array’s monitor, offering his thoughts.

He had already helped the nun once; surely, he wouldn’t need to assist her again.

Noah wasn’t a babysitter, after all, and he didn’t have the time to accompany her every day.

It was already evening, and the nun was just in time to attend a banquet and resolve other side events in this village.

Noah would not be joining her.

Because Noah, well, he actually had to make a trip to the brothel.

With the way the nun carried herself, which was so tantalizing, what man could resist?

Noah was also struggling to suppress the urge to dive in, you know.

He wasn’t planning to hold back any longer; he would just head to that fairy house he often visited.

From Noah’s observations over the past few days, if he was going, it had to be to a larger establishment. After all, the big places conducted regular inspections and used high-quality magical potions to maintain their staff’s well-being.

The same couldn’t be said for the shady spots.

Though Noah didn’t have to worry about safety issues using the powers of the Dark God, a legitimate place deserved recognition.

About ten minutes later, he found himself on the street from the original story where Sister Clotilde could work, heading straight for the ‘Fairy House.’

Today, the Rabbit Girl was likely off, so other women were soliciting customers.

Though they were considerably more alluring than the Rabbit Girl, their enthusiasm had waned significantly; they seemed like newcomers, a bit inexperienced.

But one shouldn’t underestimate the s*x industry. In this world, it was a legal and highly profitable business, and its social status wasn’t low; they could actually be seen as a type of merchant.

No wonder there were sometimes new members who didn’t want to get hurt.

They thought that compared to being adventurers and battling monsters all day, risking injury, perhaps it was better to work directly as staff.

Noah could completely understand their mindset.

After all, this world wasn’t safe; even the restless demon race had only taken down one of the Four Kings.

While the original story didn’t delve into the other Four Kings or the plot following the demon race, Noah speculated that perhaps they were planning a sequel, which is why there was no continuation.

But since Noah now found himself within this game world, it was only a matter of time before he encountered the demon forces again.

Indeed, perhaps the staff at this brothel were demons in disguise?

“Good evening, sir! Are you here to see Lady Lilith? Just so happens she’s free right now~”

As Noah stepped into the Fairy House, the receptionist greeted him with a sweet smile, clearly recognizing who he was.

Mainly because Noah always ordered from their star attraction, the manager; they had come to accept him as a regular.

“Oh? Lilith is free? What a coincidence! But today, I suddenly feel like trying something different. What other recommendations do you have?”

However, when Noah suddenly deviated from the routine, a mischievous grin on his face as he chose another ‘package’…

A smile on the face of someone secretly watching Noah suddenly vanished.

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PS. Today marks the fourth update!

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