paranoianovel Chapter 157 Training Little Saintess (Part 2)
Chapter 157 Training Little Saintess (Part 2)
On the hillside at the end of the road in the town of Hakulu.
Chen Yu carefully dug a cave for the little Saintess to hide in from the Thorny Spirit.
"Can you give me some food?"
The little Saintess huddled in the innermost part of the cave, looking at the apple in Chen Yu's hand.
"Do you want to eat?"
Chen Yu tossed the apple in his hand.
"I want to eat." The little Saintess nodded.
Chen Yu smiled and rubbed the little Saintess's head, then put the apple near his own mouth.
"Crunch"
He took a bite of the apple.
This apple is not big.
The taste is also sour and not delicious.
But in the eyes of the hungry and tired little Saintess, it is an unsurpassable delicacy.
"Gurgle"
The little Saintess watched Chen Yu chew the apple and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
"Crunch, crunch"
Chen Yu ate the apple clean in front of the little Saintess.
The little Saintess was slightly stunned, looking at Chen Yu with an expression of disbelief and confusion.
"You don't need food, right?"
"Yes." Chen Yu nodded.
"Then why did you pick this fruit and not give it to me?"
Chen Yu smiled, "The purpose of picking this fruit is to eat it in front of you."
The most important step in taming a brat is to let them know that things will not develop as they expect, even if they throw a tantrum.
The little Saintess: "..."
Although she is now free and not bound, she does not feel more relaxed.
The person in front of her is more terrifying than the Abyss demons.
Facing the Abyss demons, she can roughly predict their emotions and actions.
But she has no idea what this person will do next.
Except for ensuring her survival, this person's other actions, even his language, have no logical pattern.
Temptation, coercion, submission, and pretending to be pitiful, she has tried all the tricks, but unfortunately none of them work.
"Now I am more certain that you are not a demon."
"Why?" Chen Yu smiled and buried the apple core in the ground, stomping on it twice.
The behavior of demons can be inferred, but not yours.
...
At night, a cold wind blew over the wasteland.
The low hills couldn't resist the cold.
The weakened little Saintess shivered from the cold, constantly sneezing.
"If this continues, I will get sick."
"It's really strange that as a Rank Four Saintess, I am actually threatened by illness."
"Um, that person looks so warm, I really want to lean against him."
"He is protecting me, but he doesn't care about my feelings at all."
The little Saintess pouted, looking at Chen Yu leaning against the mountain wall, wrapped in a thick coat, and a strange feeling arose in her heart that she couldn't explain.
She really dislikes this person, but it seems that she doesn't dislike him that much.
This is an emotion she has never experienced before.
In fact, she rarely has her own true emotions.
From the beginning of her memory, she has been a Saintess of the Holy See, possessing astonishing and even awe-inspiring divine talents.
Her future is bound to be the leader of the cathedral, and then at the right time, she will shed her human body and ascend to heaven.
Because of this, she has undergone extremely strict training and cultivation since she was young.
She was taught how to deal with other people's emotions, but she must suppress her own emotions.
She is a "god" stranded in the mortal world and should not experience the joys and sorrows of mortals. She should be high above, looking down on their humble hearts.
Respond to the prayers of the devout and punish the wavering faith.
"What kind of emotion is this? Why has no one ever taught me?" The little Saintess was full of confusion.
If Chen Yu knew her question, he would definitely tell her:
You are experiencing Stockholm syndrome caused by the CPU. The old-fashioned people in your cathedral don't know about this cutting-edge technology.
"Are you cold?"
Suddenly, Chen Yu asked.
"Yes, I'm cold."
Little Saintess nodded vigorously, looking at Chen Yu with hope.
"Endure it."
Chen Yu smirked and wrapped his coat tighter.
"Um..."
Little Saintess pouted in anger.
...
Time passed slowly.
The night grew deeper, and the chill became heavier.
A gust of cold wind swept through the cave, mixed with a faint icy mist.
Little Saintess shivered from the cold.
"Are you cold?" Chen Yu asked again.
Little Saintess looked at Chen Yu expressionlessly, without speaking. She curled up into an even smaller ball, trying to resist the cold.
However, the thin nun's robe provided no warmth at all.
The early morning frost felt like sharp knives, piercing her small body.
She clenched her teeth, trying hard to stay conscious.
Because she knew that losing consciousness in the cold could be dangerous.
Mildly, it could lead to illness, but severely, it could result in death.
At that moment, Chen Yu stood up, walked to her side, and picked her up, wrapping her in his coat.
A warm sensation enveloped her.
The tightly furrowed brows of Little Saintess instantly relaxed, and she couldn't help but squeeze closer to Chen Yu's embrace.
"Get some good sleep." Chen Yu rubbed Little Saintess's head.
Little Saintess looked at Chen Yu in astonishment.
"Don't worry, I won't throw you out." Chen Yu smiled.
"Oh." Little Saintess nodded blankly.
"Sleep well, rest properly." Chen Yu gently stroked Little Saintess's soft back.
The accumulated fatigue overwhelmed her.
In the warm and safe environment, Little Saintess finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep, holding onto one of Chen Yu's arms.
...
The next day at noon.
Little Saintess woke up quietly and found herself wrapped in a thick coat, lying at the edge of the cave with no one around.
She hurriedly got up and looked around.
She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Chen Yu standing at the entrance of the cave.
"You're awake?" Chen Yu smiled and asked, "Are you hungry?"
...
Little Saintess rolled her eyes and glared at Chen Yu.
"Do you want to eat something?" Chen Yu continued to ask.
Little Saintess pouted and turned away, ignoring Chen Yu.
"Do you want to or not?" Chen Yu asked again, "I'm only asking once, if you don't answer, forget it."
"I want to!" Little Saintess said angrily.
She didn't want to talk to Chen Yu, but when she saw the smile in his eyes, she couldn't help but say a word.
"Okay." Chen Yu nodded, walked to the spot where he buried the apple core last night, and extended his palm.
"Rapid growth!"
A faint green light overflowed from his palm and seeped into the ground.
After a few seconds, a seedling broke through the soil and grew rapidly.
In the lingering green light, the seedling quickly grew into a sturdy small tree over three meters tall.
Then, tiny flowers bloomed on the branches of the tree.
Soon after, the flowers withered quickly, replaced by bright red fruits.
"Wow!"
Little Saintess stared in amazement at the apple tree, exclaiming in surprise.