My Secret Is…
“How are you? Can you still move?” Henry looked toward the Royal Knight.
The other man pushed himself up using his sword, his expression weak.
But when faced with Henry’s question, he still forced a response. “I’m fine. It’s just that the God of Killing got away! Catching him again will be difficult now!”
His face was somewhat contorted, and as he looked at his dead companion, the sorrow in his eyes was completely unconcealed.
“I think he probably won’t get away.”
Hearing this, the knight looked surprised.
But Henry didn’t care what he thought and continued asking, “What’s your name?”
“Ronny Jeffman.”
“Ronny, so after everything that happened today, can my name be cleared? After all, I’m just a weak and innocent student.”
Ronny looked quietly at the man before him.
No matter what, he couldn’t associate the word “weak” with Henry.
This outcast of the Rumelter family had shown composure beyond the ordinary from the very beginning. When facing that assassin, he remained calm, even displaying formidable abilities.
He didn’t understand why the Rumelter family would drive away someone like this.
But in his heart, Henry was his savior.
If Henry hadn’t proactively broken the stalemate, they would probably all be dead here today.
He set down his greatsword, knelt on one knee toward Henry, placed his hand over his chest, and spoke with sincere emotion.
“I, Ronny Jeffman, hereby swear that I will definitely clear your name, Sir Henry!”
“Please, no, I can’t accept such a grand gesture. Get up quickly.” Henry hurriedly helped the man to his feet.
He just wanted a firm assurance from the other party.
After all, one more person’s testimony meant a stronger case.
The Rumelter family couldn’t control everything right now, could they?
If His Majesty the King was determined to have him killed, he would probably have to withstand considerable pressure.
But the cost of that would surely be more than he could bear.
A noise came from the bushes not far away.
Both of them turned to look.
They saw Lilith dragging Demon Scorpion out of the bushes.
Judging by her movements, Henry thought she looked like she was taking a dog for a walk.
“He’s here. Do what you want with him.”
Lilith threw the rope in front of Ronny, then looked at Henry.
She sniffed the air, frowned, and asked, “You smell sour. Haven’t bathed in a while?”
Henry hadn’t expected his lack of bathing to be brought up.
Did she think the room he stayed in was some kind of luxury suite?
With water available for bathing? Having something to eat was already pretty good!
“Dear sister, I was in prison, not on vacation!”
“That doesn’t change the fact that you stink.”
A rare trace of disgust appeared on Lilith’s face, but for some reason, this expression gave Henry a strange sense of satisfaction.
Of course, Henry didn’t think he was a masochist.
It was just that the look of utter disgust in Lilith’s eyes gave him a peculiar thrill.
Let him reiterate, he was not a masochist!
Ronny watched this scene in astonishment.
He roughly understood the relationship between Henry and this maid, but would a maid really speak to her master like that?
He couldn’t figure it out, nor did he need to.
He only knew that she had brought back this damned bastard, and that was enough.
“Alright, we should get going too. We’ll leave the rest to you.”
Henry waved at Ronny, then slowly rose into the air stepping on his flying sword.
Lilith stood behind Henry, her hands resting on his waist, clearly planning to leave with him.
“Lilith, are you coming too?”
“Is there a problem? I heard the young lady came back the same way.”
Lilith stared expressionlessly at Henry.
Her expression seemed to say, “Ask again and I’ll kill you.”
Helpless, Henry could only agree.
****
After several days of exhaustion, Henry finally returned home at Saint Nad Magic Academy.
Looking at his long-missed bed, Henry just wanted to throw himself onto it and sleep until dawn.
But Lilith would never allow him to do that.
“The water is ready.”
“Coming.”
Henry took off his shirt, revealing his well-built upper body.
After a period of training, Henry felt his body was becoming more and more perfect.
Sometimes when he looked at himself in the mirror, he even felt like a perfect work of art.
Lilith stared at his body, her expression somewhat strange.
Although she hadn’t seen Henry’s body for a while, she could tell it looked more aesthetically pleasing than before.
At the same time, there was an indescribable aura about Henry.
This was something he hadn’t had before.
Could it be that he had been training his body even in prison?
Thinking of this, Lilith couldn’t help but burst into the bathroom, just like a complete terrorist!
Henry, who had just settled into the bathtub, was startled by Lilith’s action.
He covered his chest with both hands, putting on a show of vowing to defend his virtue to the death.
“Lilith, you can’t just barge in like this all the time! Don’t you know about the separation between men and women?”
“Unfortunately, I don’t really consider you a man, young master.”
“Nonsense! You clearly enjoyed yourself before!”
Recalling the humiliating past, Henry felt nothing but pain!
It was something that should have been pleasurable for both of them, so why was Lilith the only one who got satisfaction!
He was clearly a man too!
Lilith picked up the soap, walked behind Henry, and started scrubbing his back.
Although the food might look appetizing, it still needed to be cleaned properly.
“How have you been these past few days, young master? Your mental state doesn’t seem to have been affected much.”
“Let me state again, I was in prison, not on vacation! Also, this was my first time being imprisoned, and I was framed! I’m very angry right now!”
Henry’s voice sounded completely non-threatening, just like simple grumbling.
Lilith could understand Henry’s feelings.
After all, Henry had always had a slacker’s mentality.
But what surprised Lilith the most was that he could still grow stronger while slacking off.
When Henry was fighting Demon Scorpion earlier, she happened to see the changes happening to his body.
It was as if some kind of magical power had been injected into him.
But she had examined Henry’s body and found no fluctuations of magical power.
This was very strange.
“Young master, do you have some other secret?”
“Yes!”
Henry suddenly turned to look at her, his expression turning serious.
Lilith stopped her movements, her eyes fixed on Henry, waiting for his answer.
“Lilith, actually… I am Batman, also known as the Dark Knight!”
Henry grabbed Lilith’s soft hand, not forgetting to get a feel of it.
After a moment of silence, Lilith suddenly crushed the soap in her hand, then mercilessly pushed Henry’s head underwater.
Sure enough, a young master who loved to act up would never change.