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Chapter 230: The Little girl’s Plea for Help
🕑 Added 2025-05-26 14:39:42 +0000 UTCDing!
"Congratulations to the host for successfully plundering 130 Luck Points from Amakasu. The host's remaining Luck Points: 3,200. Remaining mid-tier Luck Plunder opportunities: 3."
Blake leaned back in the taxi he had casually hailed, his thoughts momentarily interrupted by the familiar voice of his system.
He could have crushed Amakasu Touma like an insect. The man was nothing more than an annoyance, but he still had some value. Besides, Blake didn’t want Yuri to witness anything too brutal, which was why he had chosen to show mercy—well, mercy by his standards.
For those who dared scheme against him, true forgiveness wasn’t an option. He would take his pound of flesh, just as he had warned.
"130 Luck Points, huh? Let’s see if that guy can manage to stay alive."
Blake smirked slightly, knowing full well what happened to those with dangerously low Luck Points.
At that moment, Yuri’s soft voice broke the silence.
"Your Majesty, thank you… for everything."
Her amber eyes shimmered with gratitude. The image of Blake standing up for her earlier was seared into her heart.
"It’s nothing," Blake said with a warm smile, gently stroking her head. "You’re the shrine maiden I’ve chosen—the one destined to walk beside me. If someone tries to wrong you, as your King, how could I not stand up for you?"
Yuri’s face instantly flushed a deep crimson. The way he spoke—so direct, so resolute—it was almost like a confession. She clasped her hands together, her mind spinning.
The taxi ride continued in comfortable silence, and before long, the sun dipped beneath the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and violet as they arrived at Yuri’s home.
"Your Majesty… would you like to come inside for a bit?"
Her voice was barely above a whisper as she tugged lightly at his sleeve.
Blake chuckled. "I’d love to, but not tonight. We’ll see each other again soon."
With that, he turned and disappeared into the night.
As she stepped inside, Yuri was immediately engulfed in the warm embrace of her family, their relieved sobs echoing through the house. But even amidst the joy of reunion, a pang of longing crept into her heart.
She already missed him.
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Blake strode through the quiet streets, hands in his pockets, the cool night breeze rustling his coat. But suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.
He smirked. "I have to say, for someone trying to tail me, your technique is laughably bad. Did you really think you could hide from me? How naïve."
With a flick of his fingers, he activated a barrier, sealing off the area before turning toward his stalker.
Emerging from the shadows was a young girl—no older than twelve. She had long, silky black hair and wore a crisp white blouse beneath a khaki vest, paired with a short pleated skirt. Despite her age, she exuded an elegance far beyond her years, her refined demeanor reminiscent of a noble lady from an old aristocratic family.
But there was something off about her… something mischievous.
"As expected of the King," the girl said with an impish grin. "You caught me so easily."
Blake’s eyes narrowed slightly as he studied her.
"Your Majesty, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Ena Seishuuin. You can just call me Ena."
"Ena Seishuuin?" Blake raised an eyebrow. "And why exactly are you following me?"
Ena laughed lightly, as if she found the question amusing.
"Ah, Your Majesty, you misunderstand. I wasn’t following you—I was checking in on Yuri after hearing she had returned. It was just a coincidence that I ran into you. But since I was already here, my curiosity got the better of me. Also, drop the last name—just ‘Ena’ is fine. It’s more personal, don’t you think?"
Before Blake could react, Ena stepped forward and—without a hint of hesitation—latched onto his arm.
This girl… was far too bold.
Blake sighed, already feeling a headache coming on.
"Ena, there’s always a price to pay for stalking me," he said, his tone suddenly serious.
"A price?" Ena tilted her head, her lips curling into a playful smile. "Could it be… Your Majesty plans to discipline Ena? Oh dear, but Ena is only twelve… she’s still just a girl… but if it’s your wish, then Ena will do her best to fulfill your desires, even if it means—mmph!"
Before she could spew any more outrageous nonsense, Blake swiftly clamped a hand over her mouth.
"Enough."
His eye twitched. He could already picture people twisting this into something indecent.
"If you came for Yuri, then go. I, on the other hand, need to find a place to stay," he said, releasing her after making sure she had no more ridiculous comments left.
Ena pouted slightly but didn’t argue. Instead, she took a step back, folded her arms, and gave him a look of pure determination.
"Your Majesty," she said solemnly. "Before I go, there’s something I must ask of you."
Blake sighed. "And what would that be?"
Ena took a deep breath, then—without hesitation—dropped to her knees in a formal, knightly bow.
"I want to become Your Majesty’s knight."
Blake blinked, caught off guard by the sudden request. " knight?"
He studied her carefully. She was serious—dead serious.
"And why exactly do you want that?"
Ena lifted her head, her eyes burning with resolve.
"Ena admires Your Majesty’s strength," she admitted. "That’s one reason. But more importantly… Ena wants Your Majesty to save her."
She clenched her fists.
"Ena doesn’t want to be controlled by her grandfather anymore."
Blake exhaled slowly. For someone so young, her words carried a weight that even adults struggled to bear.
"Rescue, huh?"
He crossed his arms, contemplating her request. After a moment, he spoke.
"Fine. But until you reach the level of a great knight, you’ll only be my squire knight."
Ena’s eyes widened before a brilliant smile spread across her face.
"Ena understands! Then from today onward, Ena will devote herself to Your Majesty!"
Blake sighed again, running a hand through his hair.
Having a little girl willingly ask him for rescue… Well, he supposed that counted as an achievement in its own way.
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