2-94 - How Could the Villainous Young Master Be a Saintess?

Return Trip - Volume 2, Chapter 94: How Could the Villainous Young Master Be a Saintess? Author: Han Tang Comeback Updated: 2025/7/10 0:30:01 Word Count: 4023 Wenny found himself at a loss for words, and after a mental struggle, he realized he couldn't really refute anything. It seemed, indeed, that he was overreacting. But who could blame him? He had been terrified of poverty ever since childhood. After dinner, Wenny retired to the guest room prepared for esteemed visitors, a room that was nothing short of luxurious. The prestigious Haworth Trade Association under Gellartus practically embodied the word "opulence." Wenny had no doubt that if there were a ranking of wealthiest nobles, the Gellartus family would undoubtedly make the list, perhaps even clinching the top spot. Although most nobles with some lineage have their own enterprises, and the grander noble families' industries span across every human nation, with smaller nobles often working for them, the Gellartus family was different. Their enterprise was something even many great nobles could only admire from afar. This was closely linked to the fact that during the fall of the Ancient Terryllis Empire, the Gellartus family, who remained loyal to the royal family, still had significant influence and connections. However, the Gellartus family always conducted business discreetly. Remaining low-key was a good strategy; being too flamboyant could lead to an untimely demise due to unexplained reasons. Moreover, in the years following the Ancient Terryllis Empire's downfall, the Gellartus family had been amassing power. Each family head diligently contributed to their cause, and now the family's influence was deeply rooted and widespread, making it nearly impossible to completely eradicate them. Besides, who knows if Gellartus had developed its own armed forces over these years, or how many of their people were embedded within the noble circles of various countries? Wenny donned a clean, comfortable bathrobe and shakily waddled over to the plush, velvet-covered king-sized bed like a drunken penguin, stretched his body, and fell onto it with a satisfying thud. Feeling full and satisfied was truly delightful. Over the past few days, he hadn’t had the chance to eat properly, so being able to eat and drink to his heart’s content was a rare pleasure. In no time, Wenny drifted off to sleep. The next morning, he was awoken by a maid tidying the room, who informed him that the young lady had been waiting for him in the reception room for a while. "Ah? Oh." Wenny, still groggy, nodded and made his way downstairs. After enjoying breakfast prepared by the family’s private chef, Wenny, feeling invigorated, entered the reception room and saw the silver-haired girl, already dressed up impeccably, sitting elegantly on the white sofa, sipping tea. "Did you sleep well last night, Wenny?" Aesphyra asked with a radiant smile. Today, she wore a black Lolita dress, accented with a blue butterfly hairpin at her side, projecting the image of a high-class young lady who always traveled with an entourage and rarely spoke. Wenny was momentarily taken aback. This peculiar little nut, always surprising him with her perfect outfits that never repeated, was endlessly refreshing. "Not bad. Your family’s bed is quite comfy." Wenny decided not to be stubborn for once. "And your meals are pretty good too." "Is that so~?" Aesphyra rested her chin on her hand, stirring her tea with a spoon, her smile holding a hint of mystery. "If you truly like it, Wenny, you could consider working for our family after graduation." "Though you have some shortcomings, with enough effort, leading such a life isn’t out of reach." "Are you suggesting I work for you?? And what's with the 'shortcomings' bit? I’m a handsome young master, you know??... By the way, if I applied to your place, what’s the success rate?" Wenny asked ingratiatingly, rubbing his hands. "One hundred percent~" Aesphyra replied with a smile. "Really??" Wenny's eyes lit up. "Absolutely, if you can graduate from Carriman Academy. Graduates from there are highly sought after. However, Wenny, you would need to go through a period of assessment to secure a managerial position," Aesphyra explained with a smile. "That sounds great. Just remember what you said today." Whether or not Wenny would actually work for Aesphyra post-graduation was one thing, but it's always good to have a backup plan, just in case he had nowhere else to go. To Wenny, this was a pleasant surprise, a tangible benefit of enrolling in Carriman Academy. This essentially secured his first fallback, a baseline position under the Gellartus family as a manager. As for working for Aesphyra, becoming her subordinate, and following her directions? Well, what choice did he have? He had started from scratch, without backing, connections, or family support. Reaching this point was already an achievement. Despite Mentor Selina's assistance, the other elders did him no favors. That he had managed to get this far on his own was commendable, a source of lifelong pride. But it's just an option. Wenny believes upon graduation; he would have better opportunities. For instance, catching the eye of a king from a small country, being granted a small lordship, living there as a lord, having a quaint house and yard, planting a garden, marrying an ordinary village girl, and living a peaceful life. Occasionally defending the populace, wielding a spear against bandits and thieves—that would suffice. Ah, life is so wonderfully simple. Though Wenny often boasted about his attractiveness and how popular he was with girls, he had long realized he wasn't actually favored by them. Now, he only sought a girl who was average in height, looks, and family—anything more would be superfluous. Ordinariness is a blessing. A calm life brings true happiness, and ordinary girls aren't coveted by others—perfect. Like Aesphyra and Mirexia, these ideal "perfect rich girls" are undoubtedly excellent. Still, Wenny couldn't ignore the difference in status and inherent role conflicts, rendering him unable to reach such heights. Even if they weren’t predestined protagonists, Wenny found it impossible to become too entangled with them. One is a fierce green-eyed warrior, and the other declined his confession. Maintaining a friendship was already an achievement; any deeper bond seemed unattainable. Ultimately, this was because their radiance was so dazzling, blinding Wenny to the point where he couldn't look directly. Ordinary was indeed more suitable for him. "Of course, Wenny, after you graduate, if you ever have such thoughts, you can always come to me. I’ll always have a spot saved for you," Aesphyra confirmed. "Eh, splendid! I like your straightforward attitude. With that promise, we're friends for sure!" Wenny patted his chest, speaking grandly. "? Friends? Wenny, I’m not a boy," Aesphyra tilted her head. "Who says friends have to be boys? Can't girls be friends too?" Wenny smirked. "You need to expand your horizons; girl friends can be friends too!" Aesphyra smiled but remained silent for a moment before adding, "However, there is a shortcut." "Oh? What shortcut?" Wenny asked. "Wenny, seeking shortcuts means you intend to take one, right?" "Hey, hey, for someone as principled as me, do you think I'd go for shortcuts??...So what's the shortcut?" One moment, Wenny maintained an upright posture, and the next, he was sneakily inquiring about Aesphyra's shortcut. "It's quite simple. Do you remember the agreement we had?" Aesphyra asked. "Agreement? What agreement?" Wenny frowned, suddenly uncertain. Did he have some sort of agreement with Aesphyra?? Then he saw a massive question mark figuratively appear on Aesphyra’s smiling face. "Wenny, you made a solemn promise in the carriage before." "Oh, right! I remember now." Wenny smacked his forehead. Why did Wenny have such a faint memory of the agreement? Quite simply, in Wenny's view, the person Aesphyra referred to didn't even exist, so the agreement naturally seemed void and could be dismissed as mere background noise. "If a member of Wenny's family rises to power, wouldn't Wenny be elevated too, as they say, when one flies, even the chickens and dogs ascend?" Aesphyra teased with a sly grin. "Shouldn't you thrive since your kin would always be whispering in my ear?" "Oh, come on! I thought you meant a real shortcut, and you're talking about this?" Wenny retorted unsatisfied. "You can't expect me to find someone who doesn't even exist! This so-called shortcut is a dead end for me!" "Really~?" Aesphyra leaned in slightly closer. "Yes, I assure you, I'm not lying," Wenny replied helplessly. "Then, regarding the healing scroll and potion Wenny used last time, who provided those?" Aesphyra enunciated each word, staring directly at him. "Scrolls and potions? What are you talking about?" Wenny looked puzzled. "Wenny, your injuries healed astonishingly fast," Aesphyra noted, calmly moving her alabaster fingers, though it was clear she had a point. "..." Ah, so she noticed, did she? Well, it is difficult to hide things from this insightful elder named Aesphyra. This situation made Wenny miss his cute little roommate Shikondell. While she was also prone to suspicion, her doubts were easily dispelled with a baseless lie. Aesphyra's meticulousness was the polar opposite to Shikondell's. Deceiving Aesphyra was nearly impossible, while deceiving Shikondell was a breeze—she might even fill in gaps in his explanation herself. But Wenny had already come up with an explanation for this. "So, you think I used some kind of scroll or potion? What's your logic here? I didn't expect it myself! Your miraculous potion worked wonders, didn't it? You and I both drank half a bottle, and we're fully recovered," Wenny explained. Although ingesting a miraculous potion infused with the Saintess's blood saves a life, full recovery is a matter of time. However, the speed of recovery was so unusual that it aroused Aesphyra's suspicion. Fortunately, both Wenny and Aesphyra had undergone Vanessa's treatment, leaving no control group for comparison. Since miraculous potions are rare, it's likely Aesphyra hadn't used one before, so she attributed the recovery to the potion's overwhelming potency. "Is that so?" Aesphyra looked intently at Wenny. "Absolutely, I've told you over and over, I don't have money for scrolls or potions. As for spare change, are you going to cover me?" Wenny replied somewhat irritably. Upon hearing this, Aesphyra fell silent. Wenny guessed that Aesphyra was using another round of unsubstantiated traps and a mix of observing his reactions. Ah! Interacting with this cunning little white-haired girl is so exhausting! Constant vigilance is required, and you never know when she'll catch you off guard with some big scheme, inadvertently revealing crucial information. After enjoying some tea together, they boarded a magic carriage exclusive to the Haworth Trade Association, personally farewelled by the store manager and key staff. They traveled to the northern empire, where a waiting unicorn carriage took them the rest of the way. Two weeks later, they returned to Carriman Academy. Upon his return, Wenny felt as if he had experienced so much on this journey, as if a long time had passed. Being back at the academy after such a while left him feeling nostalgic and reflective. "Hey, little white-haired bun, how should we write our practice report?" Wenny asked as they were set to part ways upon returning to the academy, heading to their dorms to work on their reports. "How else? Write it as it is. Everything just needs to be truthful, doesn't it?" Aesphyra smiled. "Thanks for your hard work on this journey, Wenny. Until we meet again." With that, Aesphyra turned and departed, the breeze lifting her splendid silver locks. "Truthful?" Wenny grumbled, recalling how they had once tried to get that jerk of a priest to sign off on their reports. Ah, nearly forgot about that rascal Farkas. They hadn't had a chance to deal with him yet. But Wenny soon brushed aside the issue. Why bother dwelling on it? Wasn't Nine Li Snow still there? She would handle the guy for them. Surrounded by the beauty of fox and succubus maidens, it must be heaven for that guy, right? Back in his dorm, contemplating how to reflect his contributions on his practice report, a small white head peeked out from behind the door. "Wenny, you're finally back?"