Chapter 21: Even So, It’s Impossible For Me to Like You
Everyone was astonished by the scene before them, especially upon seeing the cute Sentinel release his spiritual body. The majestic white hound was high-spirited, full of the vigor of a newly differentiated Sentinel. Their eyes turned red with envy.
Damn brat, his luck is too good!
However, they really didn’t expect Her Highness the Princess to condescend to purify low-level Sentinels like them.
Leaving aside the fact that she naturally despised Sentinels, her status as an S-class Guide meant only S-class and A-class Sentinels were worthy of her personal purification.
But now, they actually had a sliver of a chance to be purified by an S-class Guide.
The B-class Sentinels looked at each other, seeing each other’s eagerness.
How about… give it a try?
Wealth is found in danger. If we can clear the mania level to 0, we’ll have struck gold!
Several friends of the Green Lion Sentinel quickly filled out the application forms and sat in front of Xie Qiang. “Your Highness, we were introduced by Sentinel Gu Qing!”
After Gu Qing finished his purification, he sent them messages non-stop, lavishly describing how cute and gentle Her Highness was, how comfortable the purification felt, and telling them to hurry to the backend to book appointments so as not to miss this great opportunity.
Although they had doubts, having fought side by side for years and entrusted their backs to each other, they chose to trust Gu Qing unconditionally and booked the Princess’s slots.
And the scene just now clearly verified that Gu Qing hadn’t lied.
Her Highness the Princess truly intended to accept the Sentinels she once looked down on.
“So you are Sentinel Gu’s friends.” Xie Qiang blinked and nodded. “Please tell him thank you for me when you go back. I am very grateful for his help.”
She smiled with curved brows. “And thank you all for being willing to trust me.”
The girl before them smiled sincerely and sweetly. Her round almond eyes held two pools of clear spring water. As her gaze shifted, it carried a naive and lively charm like a kitten. The Sentinels’ hearts trembled violently, and they subconsciously pressed their chests—
Damn it, how can Her Highness be born so beautiful and likable!
Are those A-class Sentinels speaking ill of her really doing it just to monopolize her and keep others from approaching Her Highness?!
Xie Qiang had no idea what these Sentinels were imagining.
She began to pet—oh no, purify—diligently. Even if her hands were sore from petting, she felt it was a happy burden.
Seeing that Xie Qiang was truly purifying seriously, the other Sentinels swarmed up. While envying, jealous of, and hating the Sentinel currently being purified, they secretly simulated how they would wiggle their beast ears and tails later to win Her Highness’s favor.
They even summarized Xie Qiang’s preferences.
Her Highness liked fluffy beast ears the most; the more fur, the longer she petted. Next were fluffy beast tails and long, soft, smooth beast tails. Horse tails and ox tails were no good, and her perception of fish fins and scorpion tails seemed poor too—she would touch them a few times and then switch to touching wrists.
Some Ox, Horse, and Crab/Insect Sentinels couldn’t help but sigh and wring their wrists.
I hate that I wasn’t born a furry beast; when you think of fur, I am bald of it!
At the same time.
A Sentinel who had finished purification was walking refreshingly down the logistics department corridor. Unexpectedly, upon turning a corner, he was startled by an unidentified object.
“Ah!” Looking closely, it was a white sheet from the treatment room wrapping a living thing that didn’t know what it was, moving slightly.
At the very front, a few red cowlicks were faintly visible. Rustling sounds came from inside the sheet, like the muttering of an ancient relic…
“Why still… get off work…”
“Really… purify… Sentinel…”
“Leg… numb…”
The Sentinel widened his eyes, recognizing the person. “I-Inspector?”
Whether it was the Sentinel’s illusion or not, the unidentified object seemed to tremble violently upon hearing his voice, then quickly shrank into a ball, lying in the corner and playing dead.
The Sentinel: …
Since he’s so guilty, it must be the Inspector undoubtedly.
But what is he doing here?
Could he be waiting for Her Highness the Princess to get off work?
I heard they had a bad relationship since childhood and fought whenever they met. Now it seems, just like the rumors of Her Highness being very cruel, that’s also a lie!
The Sentinel looked enlightened and left, shaking his head.
The unidentified object on the ground played dead for a few minutes before finally moving.
Those few red cowlicks popped out of the white ball again. Hong Que wrapped himself tighter. “Damn it, why am I here…”
He stuck to the wall, cautiously and obscurely revealing half an eye, completely unaware that he looked like a stalking pervert, glaring indignantly at the long line of Sentinels at Xie Qiang’s office door.
“Telling you to purify B-class Sentinels, and you actually went?”
Originally, he just said it perfunctorily to brush her off, thinking a woman as arrogant as she was couldn’t possibly lower herself to purify these low-level Sentinels.
But he didn’t expect that she liked him enough to defy her own nature…
“Tsk, even so, it’s impossible for me to like you.”
Hong Que remained indifferent in his heart. He shifted his butt, moving his numb legs, and complained in a low voice, “Why isn’t it over yet? Just going through the motions is enough; why does she have to be so serious?”
He didn’t see her come out for lunch at noon. Being so willful, she would probably starve to death before getting assassinated.
Should I go to the cafeteria and pack some food for her…
No, no. As soon as the thought arose, Hong Que shook his head immediately. If he left, no one would protect Xie Qiang.
Right, there’s still Mo Yin.
Hong Que lowered his head and sent an optical computer message to Mo Yin.
Hong Que: [Mo Yin, go to the cafeteria to get food, send it to Xie Qiang’s office.]
Mo Yin: [.]
“.” meant he heard it, but wouldn’t do it.
Hong Que typed furiously: [She has already purified 67 Sentinels! Do you want to starve her to death so you can switch to a new master? Although that’s not impossible, I feel there’s no need to use such a cruel method. I absolutely don’t mean to pity her; I’m just afraid His Majesty will blame us, and we’ll both be finished! Oh right, remember to bring two portions! I want one too!]
Mo Yin: [。]
“。” meant he heard it and would do it.
Only then did Hong Que close the optical computer with satisfaction, continuing to transform into the shadowy unidentified object monitoring the corner, staring dead at Xie Qiang’s office door.
69.
He counted in his heart, thinking that when he counted to 80, he would turn and leave. Whoever wanted to assassinate could assassinate; he wouldn’t serve anymore.
72.
76.
79…
82.
85…
89!
Seeing the endless stream at the door, Hong Que threw the sheet on his head to the ground in anger, cursing.
“Damn Mo Yin, did he get lost? Why hasn’t he come to deliver the food yet!”
He hadn’t even drunk a sip of water since morning; he was starving to death!
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