That night, Stephen got busy in the kitchen, while Yvonne helped out. She was in a rather good mood. She even hummed cheerfully while washing the vegetables.

Stephen stopped what he was doing and turned to look at her. "You know about everything?"

"Yes." Yvonne waved the vegetables in her hand.

She said with a smile, "You should be honored. A living saint is washing vegetables for you."

"You don't blame me for not talking to you about it first?"

"Hmm, at first I did." Yvonne thought for a while.

"After all, I didn't want to get famous when I went to Taloria. I went over because you were there. Now that I think about it, I'm not as great as people make me out to be. I don't have so much compassion for the world."

Yvonne leaned against the kitchen island, seeming a little troubled. "Conan made me look too great. I'll have to be even more discreet when I go out from now on."

Stephen was amused. When he had discussed this with Conan, he hadn't thought as much about it as Yvonne wa