The Magical Holy Woman Seraphina - Chapter 71

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Magic Saint Seraphina
Chapter 71
Clatter-clatter-clatter! Bang!
Crack!
“Damn it!”
“…Aren’t we supposed to get down from here?”
Terrifying. Debussy trembled in my arms like a leaf.
I’m terrified too.
I opened the small window connected to the driver’s box and spoke.
“Look, Phantom Lady, I’m really grateful you saved us.”
But if we crash like this, won’t we just end up dead anyway?
At my words, the Phantom Lady muttered something under her breath and eased off the reins.
We talked through the window between us.
“How did you know to come here?”
“I was keeping watch on Cameron too.”
I couldn’t just let slide the people who burned down my house. The Phantom Lady shot back.
“I was keeping an eye out for a chance at revenge, but then some hairy fellow suddenly got in the way.”
“Hairy fellow?”
“A man with hair.”
……
Most people have hair, don’t they?
“But who knew that hairy fellow was actually you, the Magic Saint.”
“Thanks for the compliment. But were you planning to approach Cameron pretending to be an heiress?”
“What? No, I was going to kidnap him on his way home from work and beat him up.”
“…Do you know that assaulting a judge carries enhanced sentencing?”
“If they don’t catch me, it doesn’t matter.”
“Does it work out just because you want it to?”
“Won’t know unless I try it first.”
“Wow.”
If she’d applied that sheer grit to making money instead of crime, people would be calling her the Phantom Heiress by now instead of the Phantom Lady.
“Still, though.”
Your method seems to have hit him harder. The Phantom Lady said.
“I saw that judge reading some newspaper article about “How to Handle Kidnapping” pretty seriously the other day.”
Things like make a loud noise to attract attention around you, spill things.
“It was so satisfying to watch!”
Crack!
“Neigh!”
“Ah!”
……
Satisfied or not, don’t drive without watching the road.
‘Thank goodness horses can’t talk. If this one could, she’d have been telling the Phantom Lady to stop driving and get down by now.’
I glanced at the poor creature and asked the Phantom Lady.
“How did you find out that it was the Center of Men who set the fire on Planchard Street?”
At my question, the Phantom Lady scoffed.
“I paid a fortune for that information, and you want me to just spill it with my mouth?”
“Oh, so you bought it?”
“Of course!”
“Where do you even buy something like that?”
“You think I’m going to tell you? A Magic Saint like you?”
“Why does it sound like you’re mocking me?”
“Isn’t it true you’re always out there saving people? Without even asking for payment.”
How very noble of you, Your Saintly Majesty. The Phantom Lady said with a sneer.
……
I am getting paid. From Cassian. In cash.
Debussy in my arms looked up at me intently. I pretended not to notice.
“Neigh!”
In the meantime, the Phantom Lady took another sharp turn and asked.
“So this time, you tell me something.”
“What?”
“About another member of the Center of Men.”
“Oh.”
“What did Cameron say?”
“He doesn’t know either.”
“That’s not helpful.”
“But it seems like a more dangerous organization than I thought.”
I’d meant it as a warning to back off, but the Phantom Lady just laughed.
“They’re just self-important men who call themselves the ‘Center’—nothing more.”
“And you’re one to talk?”
You call yourself the “Phantom Lady” often enough.
It was a fair point, but she bristled.
“Multiple people can be the Phantom Lady at once! But there’s only one Center!”
“Maybe there’s only one, but I doubt they’d want you anyway.”
“What’s with that tone!”
“I’m teasing you.”
Either way, I’d have to keep my eye on the Phantom Lady.
The Center of Men would keep hunting her down?
“No matter how much I warn you, you won’t listen, will you?”
“Of course not. Worry about your own foolish self instead.”
“Fine, then. If that’s how it is.”
I nodded.
“Would you mind dropping me off here, Phantom Lady?”
“What?”
“Right in front of the Roasted Sweet Potato Vendor. My puppy’s obsessed with those.”
“Who do you think I am, a carriage driver!”
Even as she cursed, the Phantom Lady obediently brought the carriage to a stop in front of the vendor.
“Whoa!”
The Roasted Sweet Potato Vendor yelped in alarm at the sudden halt.
“The Magic Saint?!”
He widened his eyes as I stepped down from the carriage.
“Hold on a moment.”
The moment Johann caught the scent of roasted sweet potatoes, he tried to bolt, so I grabbed him and tapped the Phantom Lady’s elbow where she sat in the driver’s seat.
“Take care. Thank you so much for today.”
“Hmph.”
“And think twice before approaching those self-important men, understood? It’s dangerous.”
“I’ll handle it.”
She threw the words back with a sharp edge, refused my offer of a roasted sweet potato, and vanished.
On the way home, Johann asked me something.
“Is it really okay to let her go like that?”
What if she gets hurt while digging into that club’s secrets? I opened my palm to show him.
“That’s why I attached something.”
While embracing Arden earlier, I’d infused it with carefully charged magical energy.
On the Phantom Lady’s arm.
A single Soap Bubble.
“If she gets into trouble, I’ll know.”
“Why not recruit her as a proper companion?”
“A companion?”
“Magic Saints are supposed to have allies who fight alongside them for justice.”
Is that so?
“How many?”
“About five, I’d say? Water, fire, wood, lightning, wind….”
“Ugh.”
It’s a kind thought, but I’m introverted by nature.
I’ll pass.
“Does the alcohol’s effect really… get stronger as time goes on……?”
After Johann finished whining for more despite already having eaten two roasted sweet potatoes, I headed back to the Boarding House.
He was perfectly fine when he signed the vendor’s clay oven for me with “-Magic Saint Seraphina! May you be happy☆”
But now.
“No, no, I’m not that drunk yet. I’m fine…….”
Hugging a bag of leftover roasted sweet potatoes to my chest, I dragged myself up the Boarding House stairs.
I nearly forgot to cancel the Transformation and walked all the way here in the Magic Saint Battle Outfit.
If that were the case, Arden would have dragged me away on the spot.
“Anyway, I hope Arden’s all right.”
He took pepper right in the face…….
“It’s late now…… I’ll check on him first thing tomorrow morning…….”
For now, I just need some sleep…….
I’m so exhausted…….
“What if I go to hell for skipping my face wash and teeth brushing just one night…….”
But I’m a Magic Saint, so it’d be pretty awkward if I actually went to hell…….
“Lord…… forgive me just this once…….”
Life is already hard enough without…… I muttered my prayer as I reached for my door handle.
I turned the key in the lock, but it wouldn’t budge. The keyhole was incredibly stiff—like I’d forced the wrong key in by mistake.
“What’s going on?”
I’m exhausted.
If I could just get inside and collapse on the bed, I’d probably fall asleep without even taking off my socks.
Click. Click-click-click.
“Why won’t it open…….”
Come on…….
If I lose sleep wrestling with this door…….
“I need to brush my teeth before bed…….”
There was nothing for it but to break the handle.
This wasn’t some drunken mistake. It was a perfectly rational and logical decision.
Struggling with the key until I sobered up would be worse than just breaking the handle, wouldn’t it?
Crack!
I stuffed the broken handle and the key still lodged in it into my coat pocket and pushed the door open.
And there I found myself face-to-face with Arden—shirtless and holding a sword pointed straight at me.
“…….”
“…….”
“Arden, why are you half-naked in my room?”
“What on earth are you doing! Breaking into an innocent man’s private room!”
“…….”
“…….”
“Oh.”
This isn’t my room. It’s Arden’s.
I must have stumbled up an extra flight of stairs on the way back.
No wonder the door wouldn’t open.
I apologized quickly.
“Sorry. I didn’t know this was an innocent man’s private room.”
“…….”
“Is that why you drew your sword? Thought I might be an intruder?”
Only then did Arden sheath his blade.
He tried to toss the long sword—too long for someone of his height to casually handle—onto the corner of the bed, but apparently his sense of order wouldn’t allow it; instead he leaned it carefully against the wall.
Every time he moved, his shoulder blades and back muscles rippled visibly.
Oh my….
“You startled me. I thought you were an assassin…….”
“Sorry.”
Though honestly, wouldn’t most people think of a burglar if someone broke into their room?
An assassin, though.
Arden really is something special.
Special and handsome.
Handsome!
“Hehe!”
“…Senior?”
“Hmm?”
“Are you perhaps intoxicated?”
“No!”
Hehe!
“You’re intoxicated.”
“Your room’s pretty sparse, though. There’s nothing in here.”
I glanced around Arden’s room—the very picture of tidiness.
Where does he keep all those handkerchiefs he’s always using?
“I don’t have many clothes.”
“…….”
“…….”
“…….”
“Two houses?”
“No, that’s not it!”
“I’d love to make enough money to own two houses myself…….”
“You’re thoroughly drunk.”
Arden shook his head.
“But Arden.”
“What is it?”
“Aren’t you embarrassed to be undressed?”
“Oh.”
Apparently not embarrassed at all.
Arden gazed down at his own arm with perfect composure, then turned to search for his shirt.
Ah, now that I think of it.
“Arden.”
“What is it now?”
“I have something to confess.”
At my words, Arden paused mid-motion, his shirt halfway up his arm. Still bare-chested, he turned to face me.
“…A confession?”
“Yeah. To you.”
“…….”
“The thing is, actually I—”
Gulp.
Arden swallowed.
Greetings, everyone!
I am a Divine Beast of proud Divine Beast Lineage!
No, wait!
I’ve come to realize that what matters isn’t the lineage at all!
I am the Divine Beast companion of the esteemed Magic Saint!
Johann Mendelssohn Handel Beethoven Bach Schubert Mozart Debussy Park Yeon Strauss III!
I’ve appeared briefly because I have something to say!
Are you aware that alcohol is a Grade 1 carcinogen?!
Drinking until your memories blackout is absolutely catastrophic for your health, I tell you!
Do you find yourself experiencing that often?
Don’t brush it aside—seek medical help right away, I’m telling you!
Well then, that’s all!
🐶

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