I, Who Came From the Abyss, Will Save Humanity Again Today - Volume 2 Chapter 91

Chapter 91: New Home

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“This, is there something wrong with it?”

Is it strange for nobles to visit orphanages?

As far as I know, the orphanage in Winter City never lacks visitors throughout the year. Two days before Divine Birth Day, the lady also went there and brought quite a lot of clothes and delicious food.

“No, Miss, you’ve just arrived and don’t understand the true nature of our nobles in the capital…” The guard looked around, then lowered his voice for what followed, speaking somewhat cautiously, “We commoners who don’t even have knight titles are nothing but lambs for slaughter in their eyes… Miss, you’re a good person, but I must warn you, if it’s not necessary, it’s better to have as little contact with those people as possible.”

I nodded.

“Mm.”

I’m just here to study, I can’t be bothered getting involved with those people. For me right now, learning more knowledge is the most important thing.

What will the Royal Academy be like?

I’m already starting to feel anticipation in my heart.

The location of Londor Street is in the central area of the capital, which makes sense since it’s close to the royal palace… But what I didn’t expect was that the journey from the city gate to our destination took us over an hour.

Clearly, compared to Winter City, which is also one of the four great human capitals, Order City is considerably larger.

The horned carriage passed through countless bustling streets filled with voices, slowly stopping in front of an elegant small manor. The guard then turned and bowed to us.

“Sir, Miss, we’ve arrived.”

Oh, so this is it?

“Thank you for your hard work.”

Carlos casually tossed him a silver coin.

“Thank you for your generosity. That’s the residence at 3 Londor Street over there. I wish this beautiful young lady success in her studies~”

“Thank you.”

I shouldered my black leather bag and jumped down from the carriage with a small hop, looking up at the two-story mansion with its distinctive rococo artistic style.

The mansion was simple and elegant overall, designed with two floors plus a small attic. Blue stone bricks paired with pristine white window frames and pillars, the walls decorated with carefully trimmed climbing plants. The courtyard’s lawn was lush and green with many tall trees, and the 8 flower beds distributed on both sides were blooming magnificently. In the circular plaza they surrounded stood an exquisite stone sculpture fountain with gently flowing water.

It was like a beautiful woman sleeping peacefully — I don’t know why that comparison came to mind.

This is my new home?

So beautiful, I love it!

The guard drove away with the horned carriage. I felt Carlos approaching from behind. Looking back, this guy was carrying my large suitcase — otherwise he’d be empty-handed, and I had no idea where his silver armor had gone. His only luggage was the sword that never left his side, if that even counted as luggage.

I seriously suspect he has several identical sets of light armor prepared in every city, then puts them on like a superhero in movies when needed.

“This mansion was built over 300 years ago and has always been where the queen consort lived, until the capital had its first female monarch… Now it belongs to you. Do you like it?”

“Yes!”

I nodded vigorously, probably unable to hide the joy in my eyes.

“Let’s go.”

Carlos walked to the large iron gate of the mansion’s courtyard, pulled out a set of keys from his chest, unlocked the gate, and walked in first. I followed closely behind him, stepping onto the winding stone path across the lawn.

“Someone comes to clean this place every 10 days, including trimming the lawn and such. Usually you just need to water the flowers so they don’t die. I didn’t arrange for a butler or maids… I’m guessing you wouldn’t like that kind of setup, right?”

I tilted my head and thought about it.

Actually, I’ve been spoiled with some young lady habits at Shanter Castle… Never mind, let’s leave it like this for now.

I’ll say something when I get tired of being alone.

“Mm.”

Walking to the front door of the mansion, Carlos opened it and tossed the set of keys to me.

“The keys to all the rooms in the mansion including the attic are here. Take good care of them.”

I hurriedly reached out to catch them, said “Oh,” then realized I had nowhere to put them, my coin purse was too small… Looks like it’s time to buy a bag.

The interior decoration of the mansion wasn’t as luxuriously ornate as I’d imagined. Instead, it was filled everywhere with the simple warmth of daily life, giving the feeling that all the items here had been carefully selected. It was the kind of atmosphere I liked.

The only things in the house that I felt were very valuable, aside from the comfortable-looking sofa set with great texture in the center of the living room, was the shiny new black grand piano positioned in a corner near the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Carlos and I climbed the spiral staircase to the second floor, opened a door on the western side, and walked in.

“This is your bedroom.”

The room’s arrangement was very cozy. Still primarily white, very similar to my room at Shanter Castle, wardrobe, vanity table, mirror… even the style of the large bed was quite similar. Anyone could tell someone had given specific instructions.

I placed the black leather bag I was carrying in a corner and glanced back at Carlos.

Not bad work… Just as this thought emerged in my mind, it was suddenly suppressed by another thought.

Staring blankly as he placed the suitcase beside the bed, I hesitated for a moment, then asked as if possessed by some ghost.

“Do you… have any hidden spare keys?”

Carlos didn’t even turn around: “Of course I do, I’ve hidden several.”

My heart immediately jumped in alarm.

“What do you want… to do… Give me the keys! I don’t want you to have them!”

My delicate voice sounded somewhat domineering. Only then did Carlos turn to glance at me.

Then he pursed his lips and showed a disdainful expression.

“Please, this was all arranged by Queen Elizabeth. How could I possibly have spares… Besides, don’t you ever look in the mirror? Take a good look, no chest, no butt, you can’t even reach my chest in height. Even if you stood naked in front of me, oh shit!”

Clang!

Like an enraged little bull, I swung my fists and charged at Carlos, headbutting him and slamming him against the wardrobe behind him.

I immediately clutched my head in pain.

“Ow ow ow… so hard! What was that!”

Carlos quickly steadied the wardrobe that was about to fall, turned around and patted his chest with a grin.

“Undershirt armor, specially designed to defend against Little Syl’s headbutts.”

I was immediately so angry my teeth itched.

“…Get out.”

“Why should I?”

“This is my house!”

“But the contract is still in my hands.”

“I don’t care, leave! I don’t want to see you.”

Carlos shrugged.

“But… where am I supposed to go?”

“Church inn, sleep on the street, I don’t care.”

“Tch. Heartless woman, ungrateful… I’m staying here tonight, what can you do about it.”

Seeing Carlos actually starting to act like a rogue, I stuck out my butt and pushed hard to get him toward the door.

“Get out, get out quickly…”

Carlos seemed to suddenly understand something.

“I actually do need to go out for a bit… Stop pushing.” He flicked his sleeves. “I’ll leave now.”

“Go quickly, go quickly.” I impatiently waved my small hands at him, then thought to add, “Buy some delicious food and come back.”

“Oh, okay.”

Carlos shrugged at me and turned to walk out of the room.