Holy Night: My Husband is Definitely a Paladin - Chapter 36
Translated by Elphie
While she knew that purification experiences varied from person to person based on their abilities, the events of last night felt as if…
“Haa.”
Irene let out a deep sigh, running her hand across her face which had turned red without her noticing. What she felt last night was indescribable.
‘It felt like… we were having s*x.’
She had only touched one of Michael’s hands. Still, with every grasp, she moaned, and as his fingers glided between hers, it felt as if her mind was melting away.
Thinking back to last night’s purification, Irene couldn’t help but feel a bit troubled. Did others feel the same, or was there something wrong with her?
Suddenly, she remembered something he’d said to her before she fell asleep.
‘He said he would receive purification more frequently.’
As long as the scar on his chest remained, it seemed the magic would persist in his body. On top of that, he would enter a dungeon at least one more time because of her request…
‘Do I have to purify him every time?’
At that thought, Irene involuntarily trembled. The time spent touching him had been challenging. It would have been fine if it were merely painful, but becoming soaking wet from excitement down below was embarrassing beyond words.
‘If Michael were to find out about this…’
Irene’s face turned crimson to the tips of her ears. If he were to notice her body’s response, what would he think of her? In this life, she was barely managing to maintain a decent relationship with him. If he were to witness such a sight during every purification, she was sure he would see the contempt in his eyes once again.
‘I’ll have to bear it somehow.’
Irene resolved never to show herself coming undone like that before him.
* * *
After finishing her meal and lying down for a few hours, her strength gradually returned.
Instead of staying in bed, she got dressed and headed out.
‘I need to check on a few things.’
The place Irene headed to was the fortress’s archives. Records of past dungeons and monsters, as well as information on currently emerging dungeons, were all organized here.
As she entered, the staff slightly nodded and greeted her.
‘In my past life, they wouldn’t even look at me.’
In her previous life, Irene had stopped by every day to say hello. But she could count on one hand the number of times she’d been greeted in return. More importantly, even though anyone, especially purifiers, could freely access the data, whenever she requested specific information, it was often denied.
‘Even these trivial things have changed.’
In this life, she no longer had to ask Michael to be her pair. Additionally, the clothes she wore now were no longer plain and drab thanks to Tyrenia’s sponsorship.
‘Perhaps this more the clothes’ doing than anything else.’
After all, money was absolute within the fortress. A strong purifier could earn a lot here.
In any case, it was a good thing.
The staff brought all the records Irene requested without showing any signs of annoyance. They even kindly urged her to let them know if there were any necessary parts, as they would quickly transcribe them for her upon request.
But Irene simply smiled and declined.
‘It’s all about money.’
That’s why in the past she always transcribed the documents herself as she could never afford their services. Now, it was safe to assume that the Kingdom of Tyrenia would likely shoulder the payment for whatever transcription she requested.
Still, she didn’t want to create any unnecessary debt. Besides, she needed to personally verify if the records matched what she remembered anyway.
Irene examined the list of dungeons and all the rewards obtained from them during this period.
“It’s not there.”
Just in case, Irene checked all the dungeons reported today, but the Invisibility Ring did not appear in any of them.
‘Well, if it had, it would have caused a stir in the fortress.’
Irene rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought. Except for Dungeon 181, there were hardly any changes in the other dungeons.
‘But why only that one?’
She would have accepted it more if the ring had appeared in a different dungeon, but the ring vanished on its own.
‘It’s really strange.’
If only she had the ring, she could have left the fortress immediately.
However, her feeling cheated didn’t make the ring suddenly reappear. Irene wiped her face with both hands and reached for another record.
‘There was another thing that changed.’
It was Michael.
‘What happened with the scar on his chest?’