03

"Fir, you seem a little nervous. Your face is turning red," Triste said as she boarded the carriage with me and sat next to me. With her gentle and eloquent speech, switching faster than flipping a book, the coachman and the royal guards would never have imagined that she had just attacked my chest.

"That's because I'm not used to wearing maid outfits," I whispered.

"Please get used to it soon, because it looks really cute on you," Triste smiled and said to me.

"..."

I blushed and didn't answer, my eyes fixed on the bow lace edge of my knee-high socks. I'll switch to something more conservative when I go back!

Usually, I wear the holy and pure white school uniform, which naturally goes with white tights. This time, I can finally try black, which will make my legs look even thinner!

Wait... hold on.

What am I thinking? Fifteen years of cross-dressing has become deeply ingrained, and it seems that even if I know I'm a boy, I can't correct this feeling.

The carriage moved forward and soon left my home behind.

Why am I, as the Saintess, not living in the church but outside? It was actually arranged by the Archbishop. Now I finally understand why the Archbishop emphasized cultivating my independent life. If I lived in the church, my private life would be more easily exposed, right?

He also brainwashed me with the "three anythings" from a young age. Specifically - the Saintess is the embodiment of holiness and purity, at any time, in any situation, her body must not be exposed to anyone. Now that I think about it, it's all just manipulation.

Back then, I even asked, "Even if I'm not the Saintess, ordinary girls can't expose their bodies to others either."

But this rule doesn't apply to me as a girl.

So, fifteen years have passed and my true gender has not been exposed, thanks to the teachings of the late Archbishop!

And I also naturally look like a girl?

At this moment, Triste said to me, "In order to respect the request of the transmigrator and to avoid him being targeted by the Demon Lord too early, I generally don't visit the mansion, but I hope you can keep in touch with me by using the raven to send letters! There are a few ravens in the mansion."

I nodded and suddenly thought of a serious problem - the transmigrator dismissed all the servants in the mansion, what about the horses in the mansion? And the several acres of vineyard, no one is taking care of them anymore.

"Also, Fir, you don't have to worry about the maintenance of the facilities in the mansion, just take care of the transmigrator is enough."

"But I can't just ignore everything..."

I smiled and answered her. She really is a good sister, caring about me being tired. The more I thought about deceiving her, the more ashamed I felt.

So, let's consider this mission as my journey of redemption!

That way, my heart will feel a bit better.

At the same time, the carriage passed through the bustling streets and headed towards the Fontainebleau Mansion in the outskirts of the city.

Although I have ridden in a royal carriage with the Queen more than once, I was particularly nervous this time, all because of wearing the maid outfit? Ugh, I wish the carriage would hurry up and arrive at a deserted place.

And, I have to meet the transmigrator, the so-called hero in the prophecy, dressed like this! I have absolutely no mental preparation! I don't even know what to say when we meet.

Hello, I am your designated maid - like this?

Thinking about facing such an awkward situation, I prefer the carriage to go slower.

Speaking of the transmigrator, I had various thoughts. What kind of person is he?

Triste said he was unfathomable, in what way is he unfathomable? His requests are incomprehensible, so that's why he's considered unfathomable?

But from my analysis, the transmigrator is a far-sighted person. He is requesting a villa not for enjoyment, but to hide himself and avoid early exposure. Dismissing all the servants is the same, after all, too many people means too many mouths, and there is a possibility that his information will be leaked.

After all, if that person knows that the transmigrator from the prophecy of the Holy Light has appeared, he will definitely come to kill him as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, he can see through this step, and compared to the hot-blooded fools, this kind of hero makes me even more impressed.

I kept thinking like this, feeling too embarrassed to look out the window, and stared at my thighs the whole time, occasionally chatting with Triste. After about an hour passed, the carriage stopped, and a knight opened the door."Your Majesty, Great Saintess, we have arrived at Fontainebleau Mansion."

I stepped down from the carriage and glanced at the lush green lawn, taking in the sight of the pristine white estate.

I stood there quietly, praying that the day I leave this place will be the day the people of the kingdom are no longer under threat from that person.

After bidding farewell to Triste, I crossed the lawn and made my way towards the mansion...

...

"Excuse me."

I said softly, pushing open the door. The living room was empty, the time traveler was not here.

The scene of our supposed first meeting was shattered.

If not in the living room, and it's not possible for him to be sleeping at this time, where could he have gone?

I looked out at the empty corridor and the countless doors. The mansion was so big, it seemed easy to find him. If he's not in the house, then I'll check the vineyard, the stables, or even the wine cellar!

So, I repeated over and over again - "Excuse me." I opened room after room, but he wasn't in any of them.

Could he really not be in the house?

With the mindset of giving it one more try, I pushed open the last door and a swirling white mist came rushing towards me.

Huh? Is this the bathroom?

The next second, I saw someone.

Black short hair, a pretty face, and her completely naked body, I saw it all.

A girl!?

The Archbishop's dying words told me about the difference between boys and girls, so I was one hundred percent sure she was a girl!

I stared at her in shock, and she stared back at me in disbelief, as if the world had paused for a few seconds.

"I...I'm sorry, I came in without knocking, I apologize--"

I bowed slightly, quietly left the bathroom, and closed the door.

Oh my goodness!

I leaned against the door, my heart pounding!

I actually saw a girl completely naked!

But she must think I'm a girl too, so she probably won't be angry, right???

That, that, um--- I'm clearly a cross-dressing pervert, and yet I'm using this as an excuse to justify myself. It's just too shameless!

Wait, wait a minute!

I gasped for breath.

Wasn't it said that all the servants were dismissed by the time traveler?

Then who was that girl just now?

I shuddered at the terrifying possibilities. Could it be--