บททั้งหมดของ Goodbye, Saintess.: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

"You're truly the humblest man I've ever met, Mr. Grimwald," Baron said as he poured me a cup of coffee with careful deference. "What's next for you?"I had no pressing matters for the day, so I decided to chat. "I originally planned to start my own company after signing the contract with you, but the forum changed my plans significantly. Now, with how, uh, excited the participants have become, I doubt I'll be able to leave in peace for some time.""Oh, please." Baron waved dismissively, his expression saying, "This is easy."Baron handed me his CEO ID card with both hands. "You want to leave? You can do it anytime. My ID card will let you descend straight to my personal parking basement. Drive my car, and no one will even notice. Let them wait at the company as long as they like.""Good idea." I took it without hesitation.Having secured funding for my new company, I was considering hiring some of Baron Inc.'s top talent for my pioneering team.Baron readily agreed, assuring me

"Do you realize what mistakes you've made?" Julius sighed. "You can't let Sebastian flaunt his skills before he has the resources, allies, and power to return to Enbarr!"Baron trembled. "G-Got it! Understood!"So this was the old man's real concern. He wanted Sebastian to keep his weaknesses hidden while in Astergrad for a little longer. Why, Baron didn't ask. He had already put Sebastian in the spotlight today, and now almost everyone in the city knew him. How could he conceal those weaknesses now?He had to act."Don't worry, Mr. Grimwald. I'll handle this. I'll make sure his skills stay hidden," Baron said. "I'll come up with an excuse to cover it up, too.""Good."The call ended abruptly.Baron wiped the sweat from his forehead and returned to Baron Inc. He summoned the entire PR department immediately.One of the youngest female members asked, "What's going on, sir? Is Mr. Grimwald still here? I'd love to get his autograph…"'Crap. Even my employees have heard of him. If

At first, Hera had assumed Sebastian was a bumpkin wandering in a world far beyond his reach. She thought he would be a talentless fool who could only join the forum because she flashed her pass and named him as her husband.She never imagined Sebastian would become the most talented and promising genius in the entire forum. The realization made her feel like a complete fool."Why should we meet?" I asked coldly."You took my parents' retirement house, slapped a price on it, and expected me not to pay? Did you think things would turn out in your favor? I'll pay 2.8 million dollars for a roof over my head. I'll pay for the house. Once that's done, the marriage will automatically be voided, right?" I added, "If the marriage ends on its own, you won't get to haunt me like some unwanted ghost."I pressed the button to close the elevator door.Hera sensed my resolve, planted her foot, and stepped in. She even extended her hand toward me.I frowned. Who said I wanted that? Predictably,

Claire was probably silent because she felt awkward getting between me and my soon-to-be ex-wife.I didn't mind, though, so I broke the ice. "What are you planning to make for dinner, exactly?""Anything you like. Just say the word, and I'll make it."I chuckled. "Oh, I really am a lucky man!"A faint smile touched her lips before she looked at me seriously. "Why are you divorcing her?"I was slightly startled."If that was too forward, just pretend I didn't ask," she quickly added."It's fine. I have nothing to hide," I replied, smiling lightly. "We were married for five years. Then her first crush returned from abroad with a son. Their interactions made me uncomfortable. That's why."The simpler truth was that Hera had emotionally cheated on me. Instead of feeling humiliated, I felt indignant about all the sacrifices I had made for her.Claire nodded. "Hmm, understood."Silence fell again. Only when we reached the supermarket entrance did she finally speak. "She didn't know

Claire tore off a piece of the fish batter and dipped it into the tartar sauce I had prepared. Her eyes lit up. "Oh my god, this is amazing!""Hey, slow down. Isn't the food still burning?" I chuckled, amused.Why did she react like she had never eaten something this simple before? Claire's family should be well-off enough to have tasted better than this."No, it's not burning! I'm just… blown away by you! I hereby declare you've earned five stars from the prestigious Claireaty Rating!" she chirped. "Your wife seriously had no idea what she lost!"We sat across from each other at the table. Grease glistened on her lips as she grinned.I clinked my mug against hers. "Thank you, thank you."Dinner was wonderful.Claire insisted on doing the dishes and sent me to my room."Come on, you don't have to worry about me burning the house down while washing dishes. Go! You should rest, Mr. Masterchef!" she said. "Do you know how bad I'd feel if I hadn't contributed anything to dinner?"