How Can the Saintess Be a Boy!?

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17

I was caught off guard by Lian Qi's request. After the villa, white-haired beautiful girl, and learning magic, her fourth request was actually a unicorn ...?

I don't know what she wants the unicorn to do? However, it would be rude to ask me the truth. As a trans-dimensional traversal, Lian Qi, who predicts that she can defeat the Devil, must have her own ideas.

"If it was the queen, wouldn't it have been possible?" She asked me.

"Well ... that's ok."

However, there are no unicorns in the palace. I wrote to Tristi and she also ordered the ministers to take it.

"By the way, I have a sister who happens to be an adventurer. Why not let her catch one and come back? Do you think it's OK?" I asked her.

She looked at me slightly confused. "What, is your sister among adventurers?"

"Well, she usually stays in the adventurer's union of Wangdu, so I'll ask you for a half day off again."

She drew closer to me, staring into my eyes in disbelief: "You ... wouldn't you just ask me to ask for half a day off?"

"No, no, no, no ...!"

I denied it, but she misunderstood ...

"I think the queen also ordered the ministers to do it, and then the minister ordered the people below to do it. It was too troublesome."

"That being the case, I'll just give you half a day off. I have to come back before dinner."

I nodded quickly. "OK."

She leaned her hands on her waist and sighed at me.

"Really, why don't you have a little consciousness as a maid?"

"Hmm ... hmm?" I looked at her blankly. Am I ... scolded?

"You don't say that you run away every three to five. You just should n’t call me back: Uh-huh, okay? You should n’t go back: Yes, the master-right?"

I stayed a bit. I'm a maiden. It's hard to tell her master. But look at the clothes I'm wearing now, isn't it just a little maid? No matter how shameful it is to enter the role ... After all, this is my voluntary choice.

"Yes ... Master." I blushed and said weakly.

"It's pretty much the same."

...

The above is the process of things. She gave me a half day off. Without changing clothes, I went out wearing a maid outfit.

I have just awakened the dignity of men, I feel ashamed to wear a maid costume ...! But I also think that I look cute in a maid costume, like drug use, full of guilt and can't stop feeling what kind of ghost is this?

In fact, wearing women's clothing is already my deep-rooted habit. Even if I now wear boys' clothes, I will definitely resist it. Subconsciously still cannot face the fact that he is a boy.

Out of the Fontainebleau Manor, I brazenly took advantage of the girl's advantage and successfully got on the downwind carriage to Wangdu ...

An hour later, I stood in front of the huge building of the Adventurers' Union.

"Well, here it is."

I stepped into the lobby and just wanted to sigh that a lot of adventurers gathered here anytime? The result-because I was wearing a maid costume, a group of boys looked at me.

This feeling of being watched is different from my appearance in public as a maiden. Because at the moment they are all looking at my face, chest, legs wearing knee socks, etc ... It's embarrassing.

Just look at my face and legs. What's so nice about the underwear I wear? Also, do they not know that they are watching a boy?

I silently withstood their sight, blushing through the crevices of the crowd and heading towards the reception desk.

I saw a farmer-like old man talking to the receptionist. I know the girl with glasses. I saw her a few times when Sister Meiyue brought me here before.

"Help! My village has been attacked by a gang of robbers!"

"Is it commissioned? Please fill out the form."

The waitress pushed a piece of paper across the counter to him.

"But I can't write!" The old man said anxiously, tapping his thigh.

"Can't write? Why don't your village send someone who can write to entrust it? Is your child away?"

"My daughter and son were taken by the robbers!"

"Let me write for him." I didn't even think about it and walked over and said.

He thanked me again and again, while I took the pen at the counter while the receptionist gave me a look, her face suddenly looked surprised.

"Excuse me, what is the client's name and address?"

The old man talked about me and wrote, and halfway through, the receptionist said to me weakly, "So, that ... that pen is not easy to use, or should I write it?"

"It doesn't matter, I have already written it."

I handed the completed form to her, and she took it with both hands.

"This-this is the compensation fund raised by the whole village." The old man said, taking out a bag.

The receptionist took the bag with a smile. In my opinion, her

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