2-14 - How Could the Villainous Young Master Be a Saintess?

## Volume 2 Chapter 14: This is Also a Kind of Poison The absence of motherly love, something fundamental, pure, and infinitely nurturing, can haunt a person for a lifetime. Mirexia was such a person. Since she was a child, she realized she was different from her peers. She had never met the person in her life who should be called 'mother.' Watching other children nestled in their mothers' arms, experiencing every bit of care and tenderness, Mirexia felt a profound, indescribable envy. She often questioned her father about where her mother was and why she had never met her. Her father would always tell her that her mother had gone on a distant journey and would return to see her once she had grown up. Young Mirexia was overjoyed to hear this because it meant that her mother hadn't abandoned her and loved her. They just couldn't meet for the time being. With such naive thoughts, Mirexia spent a relatively happy childhood with her playmates until one day she learned that her mother had not traveled far but had died during childbirth. Her father deemed Mirexia mature enough to handle the truth, explaining that his true love had always been her mother and he had no intention of remarrying. This also meant that Mirexia would one day become the queen of the Kingdom of Camellia. Facing the reality of her mother’s death and the tremendous responsibility awaiting her—leading the kingdom and meeting the expectations of countless citizens—felt like having a freshly open wound that was raw and unhealed. The pain was beyond words. Overburdened, she couldn't indulge in her grief; the enormous pressure was suffocating. She could hardly imagine what she needed to accomplish to meet everyone's expectations. Without a clear benchmark, Mirexia rigorously studied how to be a good ruler under the guidance of court teachers. In any available time, she would enhance her skills and learn governance, filling every moment outside of sleep with work and study. Leisure was a foreign concept, and her days were meticulously planned. As a result, Mirexia developed a mature mindset, which wasn't necessarily beneficial. Each age has its own responsibilities. While other noble girls entertained themselves with tea parties and romantic pursuits with their friends, Mirexia was engaged in monotonous studying and non-stop work. Apart from the days of carefree play with Wenny, her youth got buried in endless chores and coursework, leaving no personal time. Forced into stifling responsibilities before healing from her grief, Mirexia found herself trapped in a cycle of unrelenting pressure. This pressure bred a change in her behavior, leading Wenny to notice a drastic shift in her demeanor—no longer smiling, withdrawn, and silent. Mirexia assumed she might one day adjust to this high-stress life. However, it's impossible for anyone to remain mentally healthy under such intense pressure without venting. The pent-up stress eventually led to unusual habits formed as a release. She couldn’t pinpoint when her feelings toward Wenny evolved, but they weren't instantaneous. Previously best friends, their diverging paths had bred mutual misunderstandings and exasperation. Yet, when Mirexia realized Wenny's actions aimed to liberate her from her situation, those misunderstandings cleared, turning into gratitude and remorse. She began to appreciate this seemingly familiar person whom she had never truly understood and found herself deeply attracted to Wenny's steadfast kindness. In retrospect, Mirexia recognized Wenny as just as altruistic as in their childhood, always ready to help those in need without hesitation. What also captivated Mirexia was the resplendent maternal aura exuded by Vannesa. Though unsure why Vannesa drew her in so irresistibly, whenever she thought of her, emotion outweighed reason. Especially recently, Mirexia frequently recalled moments with Wenny and Vannesa, the occurrences in the Demon Realm, and their interactions in the guild leader's office. Initially, she thought she was just too idle, so she increased her workload. Contrary to her expectations, the busier she got, the emptier she felt inside, increasing her longing for Vannesa. Conflicted and puzzled by her feelings, Mirexia couldn't grasp her predicament until one day, when Wenny appeared in the guild leader's office with that pet collar, awakening a hidden part of herself. This newfound realization offered a peculiar release for her suppressed pressures. The subsequent embarrassing encounter between her and Wenny was just one consequence of confronting her own obscure interests. Discovered by her childhood friend in such a compromising situation, Mirexia should have been overwhelmed with regret. Still, inexplicably, she felt mixed emotions; shame intertwined with an unexpected thrill. Gazing intently at the gentle girl before her, who softly caressed her forehead, Mirexia felt entrapped by the warmth of Vannesa's smile—melting waters awakening spring, bewitching as autumn's seductive gaze, ensnaring her attention. When she glanced upward, her vision was obscured by the towering silhouette of Vannesa, whose presence eclipsed the light that should have illuminated her own face. Flushed with embarrassment, Mirexia couldn't comprehend her growing bashfulness—a response entirely unexpected, even absurd by her usual standards. Acting childishly under Vannesa’s comforting presence was uncharacteristic for the usually mature Mirexia, and while part of her wanted to assert control and dismiss these happenings, another part was unwilling to surrender the moment. "Mirexia, relax." Soon, Mirexia realized Vannesa’s intent was not merely to detoxify her. Her gentle hands moved rhythmically across her forehead and temples in a soothing dance of touch and pressure. "Mmm." Mirexia felt a mix of discomfort and relief, as if the accumulated fatigue of days was gently dispelled. 'Virtue +20.' 'Current Virtue: 10224.' "Is the pressure alright, Mirexia?" Vannesa asked, warmth radiating from her smile. "Mm, yes, it's quite pleasant…" Mirexia confessed, her face flushed as she reluctantly acknowledged the comfort from a simple head massage. 'Virtue +30.' 'Current Virtue: 10254.' "Then, shall I continue?" Vannesa resumed her rhythmic motions, occasionally brushing against Mirexia's luxuriously silky golden hair. "Time to detoxify~" A gentle, pinkish hue enveloped Mirexia, leaving her feeling thoroughly rejuvenated; limbs once weighed down felt liberatingly buoyant. The warmth felt as if she were cradled in her mother's embrace. Overcome by drowsiness, Mirexia's eyelids drooped, and she drifted into a deep sleep. When she awoke, she realized the sun had long set, and darkness had enveloped the sky. Though now awake, Mirexia felt reluctant to rise. The pillow beneath her head was so luxuriously soft that she entertained the unusual desire to remain lying down for a bit longer. "Awake? Did you sleep well?" The melodious, gentle voice startled Mirexia slightly. As she looked up, the same obstructing mountains loomed in her vision, though her perspective seemed to have shifted. Realizing that Vannesa had been giving her a lap pillow, a blush spread across Mirexia's cheeks. 'Virtue +50.' 'Current Virtue: 10304.' Still holding a gentle smile, Vannesa leafed through a document, seemingly unaware of Mirexia's reaction. "Ahem, it was alright. How long was I asleep?" Mirexia hurriedly sat up, attempting to project calmness, though the rosy tint on her face betrayed her. "Not too long, about an hour or so. I was worried you wouldn't be comfortable, so I placed your head on my lap. It's a bit better this way." Vannesa's lips curved into an easygoing smile. "Please don't fault me for taking the liberty~?" Better is an understatement. "Not at all, thank you." Mirexia averted her gaze, glancing at the documents on the table. "Was it you handling the papers while I slept?" "Yes, I thought since I was idle, I might as well help you with some work while you rested." "Isn't that tiring?" "Not at all, not in the least." Vannesa half-supported her head, blinking her lovely eyes at Mirexia with a playful smile. "Admiring your adorable sleeping face made even these tedious tasks enjoyable." "..." 'Virtue +100.' 'Current Virtue: 10404.' Perhaps it was hearing Vannesa describe her as adorable, or learning that Vannesa watched her sleep, but the blush deepened on Mirexia's charming face. "The poison has been entirely purged now, Mirexia. How are you feeling? Is there any discomfort?~" "None, I feel great all over," Mirexia replied, lowering her head. "Thank you." "Really, you scolded me before for thanking you, and now you're thanking me," Vannesa teased, leaning closer and poking Mirexia's cheek with her slender finger. "Remember, no more thank-yous, okay?" 'Virtue +30.' 'Current Virtue: 10434.' "Right, I got it." Mirexia absentmindedly picked up a document, more to hide her embarrassment than to actually work. "Leave it to me, I'll handle them." "Are you sure you want to dive straight into work, Mirexia?" "Yes, it needs to be completed as soon as possible." "Really? But are you truly in the right state for it now?" Vannesa tilted her head in curiosity. "Why do you ask?" "It's just that the document you're holding seems odd, quite profound. I couldn't understand a word of it right-side-up, but it makes sense upside-down~" Vannesa's elegant smile was tinged with a playful air. "??" Only then did Mirexia realize the document she held was upside-down, causing her a moment of deep embarrassment. "... Ahem, I just woke up and didn't notice," she explained nonchalantly, righting the document. "Oh~ I see." Vannesa drawled, drawing out her voice mischievously. "There may be more to it, though. I suspect there's another reason for your distraction, Mirexia," Vannesa mused with intentional ambiguity. "Another reason?" Mirexia's heart skipped a beat, unable to meet Vannesa's gaze. "In my opinion, Mirexia, it's because the toxins within you haven't been fully expelled." Vannesa leaned closer, speaking softly. "Toxins??" Mirexia was momentarily puzzled, unsure of what Vannesa meant. "But the toxin I'm talking about is different from the one before," Vannesa said mysteriously. "How so?" "There are too many involved principles to explain now. Let me focus on the essentials: these toxins have different antidotes." "Antidotes??" Mirexia was confused; both she and Vannesa knew the toxins had been fully neutralized. However, being told there's another toxin threw her off balance. "What’s the cure for this particular toxin?" Despite her confusion, Mirexia could not simply dismiss it and continued asking. "Huh? Mirexia, you don't know? I thought you did." Vannesa pursed her lips in a feigned puzzlement. "No, I don't," Mirexia replied, even more perplexed. She wasn't poisoned, so how could she know of any anecdote? "Really, you don’t know?" "Isn't it true you once asked me to be gentle~?" Vannesa moved a bit closer, blowing a teasing breath against Mirexia's ear. At those words, the remaining composure on Mirexia’s face crumbled, replaced by an unmistakable rosy shade. "What are you talking about?" Mirexia struggled to mask her inner turmoil and maintain her expression. "I never…” "Oh, it seems I misunderstood you, Mirexia," Vannesa said with a knowing expression, then stood up. "Since your poison is entirely cleared, I have no reason to stay. Thank you for having me; I won't disturb you any longer." "Wait," Mirexia called out as Vannesa started to leave, though she wasn't sure why. "Oh? Is there something else, Mirexia?" Vannesa paused, turning back with a bright smile. "Well, actually..." --- [Date: 2025/05/09/22/37] Share this book: Share on Sina Weibo, QQ Space, QQ Friends, Baidu Post Bar, Tencent Weibo, Baidu Favorites, Baidu New Homepage, Copy URL Vote for the current chapter: Previous Chapter ← Table of Contents → Next Chapter Bookmark --- **New Book Recommendations:** - How Can the Villainous Young Master Be the Saintess?! - System! 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