Rebirth: Childhood friend of the heroine

Many times, in many places, Sarah went to spend time with Ceaser—for obvious reasons. His job didn't allow him to remain at the same place for long and he couldn't return to her often, in fear of letting it become obvious that they have a relationship.

After all, in the mafia, it was the gravest mistake to have a close relationship, considering they can be used against gang members in the future.

That's why whenever Sarah went to meet the one she loved, she chose different get-ups. And through experiences, she learned how to change her face and appearance through some of the most basic things.

However, maybe because he loved her, Alex could recognize Sarah from afar with just one glance.

Like, how he can tell exactly who this waitress was.

The way she smilingly put down the food before taking a seat on his left, there was no doubt that this woman was,

"Sarah?"

"Wait…you call her by her name?!" Celestria was startled.

This time, Alex was surprised, "Wait! You recognized her?" That made even Sarah surprised.

This was a matter of concern; if people realized Sarah's identity as the Saintess, then the whole capital would gather outside the eatery in no time.

Celestria shook her head, "First tell me, how do you know her so closely?"

Alex heaved a sigh before telling her, "She became my friend during the time when I was escorting her to the capital."

"Can't be possible…you don't make friends that easily…" Celestria muttered; whether the old Alex or the new version of him, if there was something that didn't change then it was his antisocial personality.

"I take that as a personal attack—" Stay connected through empire

"Why don't you reveal the truth to her, Alex? That we have become close through those letters?" Suddenly, the Saintess spoke, as she held his hand intimately.

Celestria's eyes widened before she heard her saying, "I and Alex have been in contact through letters for quite a while."

Celestria's expression clearly said how shocked she was, as she uttered, "This can't be possible…"

Sarah tilted her head mischievously, a smirk always dancing on her red full lips, as she added, "How do you think Alex always recovered so quickly from his battles? It was because of the 'fluid' I used to send to him…ah, he always remains greedy for that 'fluid'."

The strands on her back stood erect as the Princess' eyes widened upon hearing that.

Alex couldn't believe that this woman, who was in her twenties already, was playing games with a teenager.

Before Celestria could have misunderstood the whole situation, Alex told her, "We just exchanged letters a few times, and even that, not directly. Devon helped us communicate since you know, I don't possess the funds or rights to send letters to the Saintess. And even that, because I piqued her interest after my battle with Edric."

Celestria calmed down a little; if it was through Devon then surely she wouldn't have written anything inappropriate. Right?

"Why are you explaining things to her? Not like she is your girlfriend."

Celestria narrowed her eyes as she shifted her seat towards Alex and held his other hand close to her body before muttering,

"I will be soon. And don't forget, between a childhood friend and just a passerby, the advantage always remains in the hand of the childhood friend."

Sarah smirked, "Childhood 'friend' is it…and we all know how long that relationship lasts. And just so you know, Alex prefers mature women."

Celestria began with a 'haah!', "Mature women? What can they give that I can't?" Saying so, Celestria pushed Alex's arm into his bosom, making it nearly disappear.

Alex could feel the suppleness and the warmth of a woman's body.

Sarah was not someone to challenge. She pushed his hand between her breasts as well, allowing Alex to know that she still has the size that he loves.

"You don't have the experience. I can offer much more to him."

Hearing Sarah's words, Celestria smirked, "Can you? As the Holy Maiden, aren't you obliged to maintain your chastity until the next Saintess is selected?"

Sarah was rendered speechless this time, and Alex had to accept that Celestria got the upper hand in the argument finally.

Finding the opportunity, the blond Princess added, "Are you going to starve Alex for that long? He is already in his teenage years, and in the morning he can barely hold it in his pants." She had seen it when she was staying in the Steelhound's mansion.

Sarah finally retaliated, "I can still offer my a-"

"Okay, now stop." Alex intervenes, pulling his hands away from their warmth before picking up the knife and cutting some steak.

Bringing the perfect cube to Sarah's lips, he said, "It is an irrefutable fact that you both are a very important part of my life." Sarah bit the meat as she heard him.

Scooping some pancake in the spoon he brought it near Celestria's lips, as he continued, "And there are things I haven't told you that connect me to you both."

Celestria mindlessly ate the pancake with her eyes never leaving Alex,

"It will take time…but I want you two to understand each other since it's an undeniable fact that I cannot live without you two. So if you accept each other's presence then it's good, or *sigh*...I will have a hard time keeping you both happy."

Alex has always been clear about his intention; he didn't want to keep either of them in the dark and fool them so their relationship continues as it was.

Unlike in the past when he didn't care about whom he slept with, these two females weren't just any girls. They were a part of his life that influenced him.

So if he wanted to have a peaceful and comfortable life ahead, he had to make everything clear at the beginning.

Saraha and Celestria remained silent for a bit before they exchanged a glance which somehow they both understood.

"We need to talk," Celestria muttered, and a surprised Alex asked,

"Can I finish my meal first?"

Naturally, both of them agreed, and after spending an absolutely silent lunch, Alex left the eatery, leaving the two ladies alone.

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"Are you sure about this?" The one who asked was sweating profusely.

Standing on top of a terrace, two men were discussing their immediate course of action, for which one of them seemed hesitant.

"Gather yourself, Lucas! We need to get this right or we are going to die worthlessly." Their death was inevitable, regardless of success or failure.

Lucas gulped before he took the arrow from the man.

"But why the Saintess? She is such a good and kind woman…" Lucas tried to reason but the answer was expected,

"Because she refused to save the poor and just served the rich. We lost countless brothers because of her…and to avenge our brothers, we must eliminate that woman."

It has been over a year since they have been planning this assassination. They even kidnapped the family members of a few servants who worked in the main palace so they could remain updated about the Saintess.

And finally, the hard work is paying off. They have the chance to eradicate the woman who refused to save those whom she deemed 'worthless'.

'We will show you your worth…' Gritting his teeth, the black-haired handed his friend the bow.

"Thank you for reminding me, Azar." Lucas looked more composed now, as he remembered the faces of his dying comrades.

He held the arrow and tucked it against the string before pulling it.

Lucas has the best aim in the gang, making him the best man to hunt the Saintess from afar and allowing them some time to run away

Releasing a faint breath, Lucas released the hold.

The arrow shot forward with lethal speed, cutting through the serene breeze. Its target? The Saintess seated calmly in an eatery a fair distance away, unaware of the danger approaching.

But before it could even leave the terrace, a streak of silver cut through.

Snatch!

Alex appeared in front of Lucas, his hand gripping the arrow mid-flight. The motion was so seamless it almost seemed unreal. The deadly projectile now rested harmlessly in his hand.

Lucas's smirk turned into stunned silence. "What…?"

Alex didn't answer. His cold, silver eyes shifted from the arrow to the man beside Lucas—Azar, who was already moving to draw his blade.

Alex vanished again.

Before Azar could react, Alex materialized beside him. In a single, fluid motion, Alex plunged a dagger into Azar's chest. The blade pierced through his armor like it was paper, sliding between his ribs with deadly precision.

Azar choked, his eyes wide in shock as blood gurgled at his lips. Alex twisted the blade, his expression emotionless. Azar crumpled to the ground, lifeless.

Lucas staggered back, gripping his bow tightly, his face pale. "H-how—"

"Grant yourself a chance to run by telling me who sent you. Hurry up, I am a very impatient man."

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A/N:- Thanks for reading.