Let's Train Heroine

Chapter 204: Heroine Made Reservations

Lucan had just finished his paperwork earlier than anticipated, thanks to the thought of spending the afternoon with Maris. His decision to clear his schedule had been made with the intention of taking her shopping, but there was something nagging at the back of his mind.

After gathering his things, he made his way to the academy's temple, where Maris was waiting, Maris stood by the temple entrance, her pink hair cascading in gentle waves down her back, and her light blue eyes sparkling with warmth.

She wore a modest, elegant uniform of academy that was unique to her that complemented her gentle demeanor, and her smile radiated a blend of excitement and affection as she greeted Lucan.

"Oh, Lucan-sama, are you done with work already?"

"Yes, I finished everything early." Lucan's tone was light but tinged with hesitation. He knew what he had to say next might dim her excitement. "We have a small problem, though."

Maris tilted her head, her curiosity piqued. "A problem? We're going shopping for clothes and then going to the restaurant, right? What's the issue?"

Lucan sighed inwardly, "About the restaurant… it might be difficult."

Maris's smile faltered, her excitement morphing into confusion. "Eh…?"

Lucan continued, rubbing the back of his neck. "It's a high-end place, usually frequented by nobles. I doubt we can get in without a reservation, and even then, reservations need to be made well in advance." Stay updated with M V L

Her face fell, and for a moment, she looked heartbroken. The anticipation she had built up over the course of their conversation earlier seemed to unravel before his eyes.

"I'm not sure until I check," he quickly added, trying to soften the blow, "but if we can't get a reservation, we might have to save the idea for another time."

"No…" Maris murmured, her eyes widening in despair. "You mean we might not be able to go to the restaurant at all?"

The way her voice trembled made Lucan cringe. She had clearly been looking forward to this. Before he could respond, though, she shook her head vigorously, her hands clenched into determined fists.

"Let's do it!" she declared, her voice filled with sudden energy. "It will definitely work out!"

"Maris—"

"I'm absolutely sure we'll get a reservation," she continued, stepping closer to him, eyes blazing with hope. "So let's go eat together!"

Lucan raised an eyebrow at her optimism, trying to temper her enthusiasm. "Uh, I'll check, but... please don't get your hopes up too high."

Without missing a beat, Maris spun on her heel, already planning. "I have people from the temple here at the academy! I'll have them check for us. I'm sure we'll get in."

"Alright," Lucan chuckled, shaking his head slightly. "I'll lock up here, and I'll meet you at the school gate."

"Yes!" she chimed before rushing out of the chapel with a determined look on her face.

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Meanwhile, Maris had already made her way through the temple grounds, moving swiftly as she approached one of her attendants. She asked if she she can get any reservation today and answer was no. So then she looked through all people that were going today at restaurant, and when she looked at them and their history she find something that could secure reservations for today.

A certain nobleman had booked a reservation at the high-end restaurant. However, his child had suddenly fallen ill and had been bedridden for the past few days.

Maris's eyes sparkled with a idea.

Without a moment's hesitation, she made her way toward the nobleman's estate, her heart pounding with excitement. If she could help the nobleman's child recover, they might cancel their reservation, allowing her and Lucan to take the spot.

Arriving at the estate, Maris knocked gently at the door, greeted soon after by one of the servants. After explaining that she was there on behalf of the temple, the servant led her inside, where the worried nobleman greeted her.

"Saint Maris," he said, bowing deeply, "we weren't expecting you, but I'm grateful for your presence. My son has been unwell for days."

Maris nodded, keeping her expression serene. "I've heard. Please, may I see him?"

The nobleman hesitated, but then sighed, nodding. "Of course. He's upstairs."

Maris followed him to the room where the child lay, feverish and pale. Her heart softened at the sight of the young boy, and she silently invoked her healing magic, her hands glowing with a soft white light as she hovered them over the child's forehead. Within moments, his breathing steadied, and his fever began to subside.

The nobleman gasped in astonishment as the color returned to his son's face. "He's… he's recovering!"

Maris offered a gentle smile. "It's the least I could do. May the divine bless your family."

After ensuring the boy was stable, Maris stood to leave, her plan almost complete. She exchanged a few polite words with the nobleman, who was overwhelmed with gratitude. And just as she hoped, as she turned to go, the nobleman mentioned the reservation.

"Thank you, Saint Maris. Because of my son's sudden illness, we had to cancel our reservation at the restaurant we'd planned to dine at… but now, with your blessing, we'll be able to reschedule."

Maris concealed her excitement, keeping her voice calm and humble. "I'm glad to have helped. If you don't mind, perhaps I could take your place for today's reservation?"

The nobleman, still overcome with relief, immediately agreed. "Of course! Consider it my token of gratitude."

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When Maris returned to the academy, she practically floated on air. The reservation had been secured, just as she had planned. She eagerly shared the news with Lucan as soon as she met him at the school gate.

"It worked out!" she exclaimed, nearly jumping in excitement. "There was a cancellation, and we got the spot!"

Lucan blinked in surprise. "Really? How did you manage that?"

Maris grinned mischievously but didn't elaborate. "Let's just say… divine intervention."

Lucan laughed, shaking his head. "Well, I can't argue with that."