Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 73: The Truth of History

“Lord Roel, Lord Nora, will bread do? Here is some jam I bought from a street vendor. It goes quite well with the bread.”

“Thanks, Klaude. Aren’t you going to eat too?”

“I’m fine. I just ate not too long ago.”

Ever since Roel and Nora arrived at the monastery, the middle-aged monk had been scrambling around to attend to their every need, not resting in the slightest. It was almost as if he was afraid of neglecting them.

Feeling a pair of eyes brimming with respect and admiration staring intently at him, Roel felt a huge headache.

(Affection Points +100!)

What in the world is going on here? Do you even recognize me? It’s not as if I’m some sort of god who has descended upon the world to offer you salvation, so why are you giving me so many Affection Points?!?!

Roel had never known that affection could be so burdensome too. Every time he saw green light beaming from Klaude’s head, he felt like the weight on his shoulders was getting heavier and heavier, as if someone was heaping expectations on him.

Wait a moment. Could it be because… I’m too handsome?

Roel munched on a slice of bread as he nodded his head solemnly. He felt that his guess made perfect sense. Otherwise, why would a stranger treat them so well as to even offer them precious rations?

One must know that it was the entire Holy Capital that was in turmoil at the moment! Even if they were noble children, there was no guarantee that they would get a reward for returning them to their parents, especially since their parents were very possibly dead.

“Klaude, may I ask you a few questions?”

“Yes, of course! Feel free to ask!”

While Roel’s mind was still wandering all over the place, Nora engaged in a conversation with this overly passionate monk.

“Are the armies fighting out there Prince Wade’s and Princess Victoria’s?” asked Nora.

This was an odd question, considering how the fighting had been going on for half a month now. It was impossible for anyone in the Holy Capital to not know of it. Klaude was understandably taken aback, but soon recovered.

Of course!

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