The Lord Is With You (5)

In the reception room on the second floor of the Sun’s Rest, all sorts of furnishings lay strewn about.

The half-split dining table and shattered teacups were the most prominent. Sharp fragments of wood and glass had flown in every direction.

If the servants came in tonight, they might be startled and report everything to the Holy Kingdom.

The outcome was clear, but the aftermath was bound to be terrifying as well. The Saintess was one of the Holy Kingdom’s highest-ranking officials, and her public image was impeccable.

What if she tried to accuse Ian?

There was no way a mere second son of a provincial baron could withstand that. Even so, Ian remained completely unperturbed.

That was why the Saintess got goosebumps. She could not read this man’s intentions at all.

All she could do was force down her escaping groans and curl her lips upward.

It was a sneer. She asked Ian,

“Could you handle it?”...