"The purification ritual is complete. After Her Highness wakes up, please relay to her that she owes me this favor, and it would be best if she repays it someday in the future!"

There is no such thing as goodwill without ulterior motives. "Good-hearted people" often demand more than "bad people";

And between the two, there is a kind of person who requests the other party to repay a high cost and is not in a hurry to cash in, merely patiently waiting.

This kind of person may be like a devil making a deal with a greedy person;

But for the Holy Maiden, even if she has horns and a shining halo above them, she can't avoid it.

"It's not very appropriate to leave the palace like this..."

The holy maiden's robes were damaged in the previous battle. She couldn't go out half-naked, so she had to borrow from someone else.

Sister Glasses stood beside her, and without a word, the Holy Maiden hugged her with both arms and started undressing her, using her fingers to hold onto the target's clothes.

"Why did you have to target the clothes I'm wearing when you could just find a palace maid to borrow from?"

"It's troublesome to bother someone else. Some things are better done with someone familiar."

Before a boy undresses a girl, he must utter sweet words;

When a girl undresses another girl, perhaps she doesn't even need an excuse.

Sister Glasses' work clothes were pulled off, although they became wrinkled, they were still suitable for covering her body.

"Now it's much easier. Your great favor of 'sacrificing oneself for others' will be remembered in my heart, and I will never forget it before tomorrow arrives."

With each step, each turn, each bow, the Holy Maiden bid farewell with her head lowered, at an incredible speed and frequency.

"Sorry to cause trouble for you all, I'm really sorry!"

The humble figure gradually disappeared, and Sister Glasses clenched her fist tightly. Just now, she had determined that the Holy Maiden was not a good person, but the reason was a personal conflict that couldn't be mentioned openly.

"The church members are always so annoying... I'll go see how Her Highness is recovering. If there hasn't been any change, I'll burn your holy statues tomorrow."

The Royal Garden, which had been thoroughly "renewed" during the battle, was now in ruins, and the only thing that suffered relatively light damage was the tall platform;

The perverse bunny, abiding by the bottom line of not harming Isabella, deliberately avoided that area during the battle;

Because if it lost its host, the curse would be homeless, and protecting the queen was equivalent to protecting its "home".

Sister Glasses ran up to the high place and looked at Isabella, who hadn't opened her eyes. There were signs of awakening, specifically:

"So noisy, talking incessantly and delaying this emperor's document review. Can you take responsibility?"

Isabella raised her right hand to block the light shining down on her head while leaving the blanket, maintaining a pen-holding posture and writing something in the air.

Talking in her sleep? Sister Glasses' first reaction was these three words.

Her physical condition was indeed much better than this morning. At that time, Isabella was sleeping so soundly, like a cat on her day off;

Now her sleep was shallower, and talking in her sleep and feeling uncomfortable in the sunlight were the most conclusive evidence.

Now was the time to wake her up. Sister Glasses leaned close to Isabella's ear and was about to speak when----

Snap!

Her head was firmly held by a powerful slender hand, a force that was almost crushing her brain.

"So noisy! Stop making buzzing noises nearby. Beep-beep-beep (Sister Glasses' name, which was muted), do you have nothing to do these days? If you want to work overtime, I'll accommodate you."

Was this really in a dream? The aggression was too strong, even more unreasonable than usual.

"Have any relatives come to see Her Highness recently? I will check."

She lifted up Isabella's skirt, pulled up her underwear, and observed her mysterious "garden" through the lenses.

Isabella reflexively kicked out with her leg, hitting her target. Just a moment ago, if Sister Glasses had taken one more step back, she would have fallen off the edge of the platform.

Now I understand. With her profound experience and lessons, the superior told the guard the reality:

You are always your Majesty!

Even in dreams, even though the current so-called "office" is just an illusion, do not disturb her for trivial matters, and even more so, do not cause any trouble.

Waking her up artificially is not very realistic, but it is true that the Queen's body is slowly recovering, as Sister Glasses, who was kicked in the chest earlier, has the most say in this matter.

Afterwards, all they can do is wait for the person in question to wake up on her own;

If you ask what the guards can do during this waiting period, there is probably only one thing.

"Your Majesty!"

A courageous guard climbed up the platform and knelt down before the lying Isabella, repeatedly knocking his forehead on the ground, as if paying homage to her.

Hearing the sound of the knock, Isabella's constantly moving right hand suddenly lowered and instead supported her cheek.

"Speak!"

"Dare I ask, Your Majesty, our team's salary has not increased in a long time. I wonder if the situation will improve starting from the second half of the year?"

One must not perish unless they seek for themselves. These poor guards cannot obtain a sense of security in the second half of the year unless they use this opportunity to clarify their salary situation.

"Don't you worry about being punished? The current Isabella is only sleeping, and can only maintain a lying position; as long as you keep your distance from her, the guards are safe."

"Salary? Do you have the right to discuss this topic? Who gave you the right?"

Isabella sat up, her palm still supporting her cheek, her left leg crossed on top of her right leg, facing the guard in the position of a judge.

Not long ago it was just a mumbling dream, now it's become sleepwalking...