Hush Now, Saintess! - Chapter 128
Chapter 128
Translator: Yonnee
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“What are you talking about, Hamelle?”
Nia, who had been silent, quietly joined the conversation.
“Oh, it’s a pretty famous story, didn’t you know?”
“I had no idea! It must be such an interesting story, but I can’t believe I didn’t know…”
Nia muttered as if genuinely disappointed.
“Oh dear, poor Nia. You’ve lived your life completely in the dark. Don’t worry, I’ll fill you in later.”
“How kind of you. Thank you, Hamelle.”
As this casual exchange continued, Helena gave up trying to keep her expression neutral.
What kind of people are these?!
“Your friends are just as interesting as you are, dear Sister,” Helena sneered, unable to hold back.
Unexpectedly, it was Hamelle who reacted.
“What did you mean by that?”
The smile she’d worn all along disappeared, replaced with a piercingly cold look.
Then, Hamelle clenched her fists and asked,
“Do you happen to have vision problems?”
“Hah, are you insulting me right now?”
“You were the one who insulted us first! Just look at the Saintess’s face—it’s flawlessly beautiful. How dare you say someone as lowly as I resembles Her Eminence! Such outrageous…!”
Honestly, what a lunatic.
Fine. I give up on trying to understand.
“…I’ll just go look at some clothes now.”
Helena muttered in resignation and practically fled the scene.
Watching her retreating figure, Roella shook her head.
‘If I were in her shoes, I’d be mentally exhausted too.’
Even someone as stoic as Hildeon might find himself clutching his neck if he ever had to face Hamelle.
After the stormy encounter passed, they finally got back to what they came to the boutique for.
“Now, Hamelle, we really need to choose. I don’t want to come back out again.”
“Yes, Lady!”
“Pick something for yourself. I’ll choose my own dress.”
Just in case, I firmly warned her, and Hamelle deflated a little.
I figured as much. She probably wanted to choose my dress again.
Sighing, Roella shook her head and absentmindedly looked through the dresses.
“Hmm. That one looks nice.”
Sky blue, simple design—seems easy enough to dress up with some accessories.
“Excuse me.”
As Roella called out, a staff member quickly approached.
“I’ll go with that one…”
But just then—
“I’ll take this dress, please.”
Before Roella could reach for it, someone swooped in and claimed it.
It was Helena.
“What are you doing?”
“What? Did I do something wrong?”
Helena blinked innocently, tilting her head at Roella’s question.
Oh, so that’s how it’s going to be, huh?
Her intentions were obvious.
“Um, what should I do with this dress…?” the staff asked cautiously, glancing between them.
Roella stared at Helena.
“Are you really buying that one?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Then, please go ahead and wrap this up for her. I can just pick something else.”
“Understood, Your Ladyship!”
The staff cheerfully grabbed the dress, smiling brightly.
After side-eyeing Helena, Roella pointed to another dress.
“I’ll go with this one…”
“Oh my, that one would look so perfect on your dear little Helena, don’t you think, Sister?”
Helena cut in once more, referring to herself in third person ‘cutely’ this time.
In turn, Roella smiled faintly.
Oh, so she wants to keep this up?
Thus began a sort of dress standoff between them.
“This one…”
“That’s for Helena!”
“Then this one…”
“The pink one would look great on Helena!”
“How about the black one…”
“Helena’s alluring charm suits that perfectly.”
From the sofa, Nia and Hamelle watched the scene unfold with amusement.
“I’m glad I befriended you both. Life’s so exciting now.”
“Couldn’t agree more. Leaving the Magic Tower was the best decision.”
The happiest one, though, was the staff.
“How much will all this cost… hehe…”
Every time another dress piled up at the counter, the staff’s grin grew wider.
The dress standoff continued for quite a while until, finally, it came to an end.
The loser…
“You know, I think it actually suits you better than me. So, go ahead, Helena—you can have them all.”
…was Roella.
‘Hmph. I won, as I expected!’
Helena raised her chin in triumph, but only for a moment.
“I’m really curious to see which one of those many dresses you’ll actually wear.”
At Roella’s comment, Helena’s expression faltered.
She hurriedly looked back at the counter.
There was a mountain of dresses she’d claimed stacked up on it.
When did I even end up with so many?!
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