From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 1575

Chapter 1575: 700 Return to slap the face (Middle)_4 Chapter 1575: 700 Return to slap the face (Middle)_4 The air was filled with a faint aroma of sandalwood, instilling a sense of calm and tranquillity.

A movie was playing on a seventy-inch LCD TV hanging on the wall.

The female protagonist was being chased, leading a life on the run.

The entire scene was heart-stopping.

The volume of the television was very low, but the exceptionally quiet environment made every sound strikingly clear.

A young lady sat on the sofa across the room, quietly watching the television.

Her eyes did not reflect the twists and turns in the plot; they remained calm as a still pond.

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Deonte Basil seemed surprised.

Did the saintess also enjoy watching movies?

It appeared he needed to learn more about her.

“Saintess, one of the girls in the visiting group has been taken away by the King of Royalty.”

The Saintess had been in seclusion for a year, Deonte Basil still remembered the day she came out of seclusion, it was a dusk, with a rosy glow in the sky- a breathtaking sight he had never seen before.

As the saintess walked bathed in the rosy glow, it seemed as if she emanated a golden radiance- sacred and solemn, making it hard for others to look straight at

The saintess met with the king, and what they discussed remained unknown to others.

That night, Edward Nightking dispatched the Tiger Feather Army to Mystery Island, and all residents on the island were relocated to Inracetales which caused discontent among everyone.

Inracetales nearly descended into chaos.

The next day, a sudden downpour began, and by evening, Mystery Island had been consumed by a tsunami.

Because all residents had been relocated in advance, there were no casualties.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and their admiration for the king increased, praising him as a benevolent ruler of Percival like none other in a thousand years.

This act greatly won over the people’s hearts.

After the tsunami, Allegro Kent suddenly died.

The king sent his respects to his contributions and held a grand funeral for him, generously rewarding his family.

The king’s trip to Jimenez had been in preparation half a year ago.

At that time, the saintess’s name was not on the list of people accompanying the king, but the king personally added her name to the list in the end.

Before departing, the saintess told him to pay close attention to Royalty’s every move during their visit to Jimenez.

Deonte Basil had always suspected that the king did not possess the ability to foretell disasters- it was the saintess’s doing.

The saintess asked him to pay attention to Royalty, could it be that Royalty would bring about a disaster?

Deonte Basil did not know, but he did know one thing- he would always be loyal to the saintess.

The saintess sighed, expressing a sorrowful look.

“Greed, ignorance, and resentment will only lead to eternal doom, and they will inevitably reap what they sow in the end.”

After this seclusion, Deonte Basil always felt that the Saintess was different from before, but he couldn’t pinpoint what exactly had changed.

Being by her side, even the most restless hearts seemed to calm down instantly.

When she spoke, it was like listening to heavenly music.

When she looked at you, it was as if being enveloped in hot spring water.

Deonte Basil’s limited vocabulary was inadequate to describe it, but if he had to sum it up in one word, it would be ‘comfortable’.

“There is a cause and effect to everything, let it be.”

Suddenly, the saintess furrowed her brows slightly.

She raised her right hand, made a few calculations.

After pondering for a while, she cut off a strand of her hair, tied it with a red string, and placed it in a silk pouch.

She wrote a note and also put it in the pouch.

She handed the pouch to Deonte Basil: “Deliver this to someone for me.”

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At this moment, Charlotte Aria was sitting opposite the King of Royalty.

This was the King of Royalty, and she never thought that she could one day be his equal.

Evander Quillon was sitting not far away, quietly staring at her.

Charlotte Aria tried to ignore his gaze and appear more natural.

Having learned her lesson, she of course would not take the initiative to discuss Buddhist teachings with high monks again.

Instead, she began to chat with the King of Royalty about some interesting things.

Having grown up among the upper echelons, she was more eloquent and knowledgeable than any other visiting civil servant.

This was Charlotte Aria’s greatest source of self-confidence.

As expected, the King of Royalty seemed increasingly pleased with her.

“You know I enjoy tea, and Madam Lewis gifted me more Green Tea yesterday.

It’s just been brewed, and I invite you to try it.”

Charlotte Aria gave a slight smile, “Thank you.”

As she picked up the tea cup, the sleeve on her wrist slipped off, revealing an antique-looking Buddhist bead bracelet on her slender, white wrist.

It looked quite ordinary in contrast.

Evander Quillon’s deep gaze suddenly fixated on the Buddhist beads on her wrist.

The King of Royalty glanced at the Buddhist beads and smiled, “Your beads seem ancient, they don’t seem ordinary.”

Charlotte Aria subconsciously touched the Buddhist beads, her eyes showing love and affection, “I’ve worn these since I was little.

I heard from my elders that these were gifted to me by a monk at my birth to protect me.

I don’t know where that monk is now, but I guess because of this, I developed a connection with Buddha.”

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