You think you're worthy of saving the world?

She had always thought she was special to Eileen.

However, just now, Eileen clearly told her: Euryphus is a special being.

The feeling of betrayal and abandonment caused her to lose all the anger she had accumulated until now, and gradually turned into despair.

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"Anna..."

Eileen stared at the door that had been slammed shut, biting her lip.

She regretted it a little, wondering if her remarks had been a bit too extreme.

Annabelle disliked Euryphus, and she knew it perfectly well. She should have used a gentler tone and taken a more gradual approach.

The reason I didn't do that was because of my competitive spirit as a woman.

Euryphus—Eileen's master cares about Anna somewhat, and she might actually be quite jealous.

"Oops...this is bad."

Eileen sighed helplessly, "If Anna gets away, Master will definitely punish me severely when he finds out..."

"Waaah, I really don't know what kind of malicious tricks they'll use to bully me this time!"

"It's a wonder you still have the mind to wait for punishment here. Is it okay not to chase after them?"

The sound from behind made Eileen jump and scream.

"Master... Euryphus! Please let me know if you're here!"

Eileen pressed her hand against the openwork chest of her maid outfit, gasping for breath.

Glancing at the black hair that had appeared out of nowhere behind her, Eileen frowned and asked, "How much of our conversation...did you hear?"

"Don't make it sound like I'm eavesdropping. I just happened to be passing by and was looking for some late-night snacks."

Yuri waved his right hand in front of Eileen, holding a roasted sweet potato he had taken from the kitchen.

"I asked you to mentor a newbie, why did you drive them away?"

Yuri took a bite of sweet potato and chuckled nonchalantly.

"I didn't expect that Teacher Eileen's abilities were only at this level. I'm really disappointed."

"Stop being so verbose."

Eileen's lips twitched unhappily.

Yuri only calls her "teacher" when he is being sarcastic or mocking.

"I'm sorry, Master... I need to take the day off tonight."

As she spoke, Eileen took down the raincoat hanging on the wall and put it over her maid outfit.

Although the rain wasn't heavy, the sound of thunder could be faintly heard.

Eileen was still worried about Annabelle, and her mental state seemed somewhat unstable.

"I'll go with you."

Yuri stuffed a sweet potato into her mouth and wiped her hands with a towel.

Upon hearing this, Eileen gave him a complicated look.

"What's wrong?" Yuri asked.

Eileen turned her face away, her tone somewhat resentful: "If I were the one who ran away, you certainly wouldn't have gone out in the rain to look for me, would you?"

"That's not true, I'm leaving."

Yuri patted her lightly from behind, and Eileen cried out, clutching her numb bottom.

What a perfunctory punishment… she thought to herself, her cheeks flushed.

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Cold rain poured down from the night sky, completely soaking the streets.

Annabelle crossed her arms and wandered aimlessly through the streets of Chengdu.

Although she impulsively escaped from Yuri's house, she actually left her belongings there.

Because she was not yet married, Annabelle had been living in the seminary's faculty dormitory.

As originally planned, she intended to stay at Yuri's house for a week, and had even informed her roommates in advance. But now...

Annabelle glanced down at her outfit.

Not only was she wearing a maid outfit that exposed her shoulders and thighs, but she was also soaked to the bone by the rain.

Obviously, I won't be able to go back to the dorm tonight.

Thinking that she should find a place to take shelter from the rain, she arrived at a rooftop.

"Eulifus...did you take Eileen away from me to humiliate me?"

Annabelle gritted her teeth and clenched her fists: "If that's what you think, then you've succeeded... I've lost to you again."

"Although he didn't say it outright, he probably wanted to build a friendly relationship with you. I'm a woman too... so I understand."

For some reason, Eileen's words echoed in my ears.

"Eulifess speaks very highly of you, I'm a little envious... Just kidding, hehe."

"Tsk...!"

Annabelle shook her head, patted her face, and shook off the distracting thoughts.

at this time--

"Miss Annabelle?"

Annabelle shuddered.

Looking back, I saw a well-dressed man holding an umbrella not far away.

“It really is Miss Annabelle! How lucky I am to meet you in a place like this.”

The man walked over, both surprised and delighted.

"Well, good evening... Baron Siegel."

Annabelle could no longer avoid him until he stood right in front of her, and she reluctantly called out his name.

She recognized the man in front of her; she had seen him a few times at social parties.

Baron Siegel was among the most disliked nobles in the Papacy.

He wasn't a high-profile driver, but he was extremely wealthy, supposedly because he was secretly involved in the business of selling addictive illicit drugs.

He was a notorious playboy in the Upper District. He was over forty years old and still had no children of his own, but he had quite a few mistresses, reportedly four or five.

Annabelle had always had a bad impression of him, not only because of his private affairs, but also because he always leered at her and Eileen.

Siegel reeked of alcohol mixed with perfume, probably having just come from one of his mistresses' houses.

Annabelle calmly analyzed: She probably planned to meet her mistress that night, but it rained, and she was worried that her husband would come home early, so she was kicked out.

To run into this guy in a place like this, tonight is absolutely terrible...

Thinking of this, Annabelle's hatred for Yuri deepened even further.

"Miss Annabelle, what are you doing here at this hour?"

Siegel looked Annabelle up and down, who was soaked to the bone: "And... what's with your outfit?"

Annabelle was still wearing the maid outfit she had escaped from the Yuri family, which was rather strange.

"It's nothing, I'm waiting for someone, please don't worry about me."

Annabelle crossed her arms awkwardly and turned her body away, conveying a strong message of "leave me alone."

Siegel didn't turn away tactfully; he just stared intently at Annabelle.

Then, as if he had suddenly understood something, he showed an expression of sudden realization.

Siegel spoke with a meaningful smile.

"Miss Annabelle, if you don't mind, why don't you come to my house tonight to take shelter from the rain?"

"Aha?"

Annabelle stared blankly, wondering what this man was thinking.

"No need, I already said I'm waiting for someone," she said coldly.

"Please don't say that, Miss Annabelle."

Siegel approached her with a smile, the distance between them exceeding the social distance between gentlemen and ladies.

Are you short of money lately? Do you need my help?

Under Annabelle's utterly bewildered gaze, Siegel said with a fawning smile, "No matter how difficult it is, there's no need to work part-time at a call girl club, is there?"

"You're also a teacher at St. Cromwell. Luckily, I'm the one you met tonight. If someone else had recognized you, you might have lost your job too."

"..."

Annabelle's expression froze.

Now she finally understood:

Siegel probably assumed that based on his attire and the way he looked standing on the street, he was someone who came out at night to earn extra money.

"Are you kidding..."

Annabelle was immediately annoyed, but she forced herself to remain calm.

"Although I don't know why you have this misunderstanding, you are completely wrong."