“Well… school or whatever, that stuff doesn’t matter anyway.”
“If I get the chance, maybe I’ll go too~”
Ileya merely recalled the events from earlier before offering a casual dismissal to Miss Bellelily.
“Mhm.” The Captain nodded.
“If you go to the Royal Capital, you can find me at the Holy See headquarters.”
Clearly, after Ileya’s previous speech, the Captain had completely accepted Ileya as one of her own.
That sincere, childlike gaze was like the brilliant morning sun, shining down on the shadow that was the Lady, making her feel as if she had nowhere to hide.
‘Still… it’s better to have as little contact with someone like this as possible.’
‘She’s different from that idiot Veil… if I deceive this person, I really will feel a bit of guilt.’
“Mhm… if I have the chance, I will definitely go~”
The Lady did not specify a time, merely giving the other woman an empty promise before slowly performing a Holy Rite.
The Captain returned the Holy Rite, and then the two of them turned away at the same time in a tacit understanding.
There was no need for more words; they would part here.
Bellelily needed to take care of her team members above, while Ileya needed to head below to seek the truth she desired.
The two… were not on the same path.
She had done everything she could.
Although she was forced to use petty tricks due to her limited power and could not achieve the best possible outcome…
It was already her current limit.
As for how things would develop afterward, she could only leave it to fate~
However, if nothing unexpected happened, this matter… would likely progress in the direction she desired.
Although that old fox was cunning… he probably would not go back on his word.
While thousands of thoughts flashed through her mind, Ileya’s expression remained calm. She simply glanced at the old man beside her…
“What is it? Something on your mind?” The moment she saw Arthur, Ileya knew this Butler had something to ask of her.
Cough, cough… The Lady was indeed sharp.
However, there was not a hint of embarrassment on Arthur’s face.
Clearly, the man had intentionally let Ileya notice that he had a request…
“I… took an interest in a youth among the sacrifices of those Evil Cults earlier. He has some talent… I want to train him so that he can be of use to the Lady in the future.”
Oh?
Ileya had truly not expected this request from Arthur.
Taking an interest in a youth…
Images from the moment she touched him after Arthur regained his senses flashed through her mind.
‘This guy… and that Otherworlder who wants to break off the engagement with me are fated to be master and disciple.’
Could it be the person he was talking about now…
“Such a small matter… there’s no need to go out of your way to inform me.”
Although a sense of vigilance rose in her heart, the Lady’s face showed no concern at all.
It was just like a subordinate wanting to recruit another subordinate; such a thing did not require the master’s attention.
“If you feel this person is trustworthy, then take him in.”
“Mhm, then I thank the Lady for her trust.”
Although the two of them were currently in a partnership, Arthur… after all, owed this Lady too much.
Therefore, in matters like this… he did not have the face to truly consider himself an equal “partner.”
Waving her hand to signal Arthur to bring the youth over, Ileya lazily crossed her arms and sat on Insmouth’s palm, her crimson eyes gazing at the starry sky above.
‘How interesting…’
‘Is it possible that Transmigrators attract each other?’
First, there was an Avenger like Holly, and now… another fated Transmigrator had appeared.
And they were all gathering around her.
‘Is this a hint that I should take care of all these troubles in one go?’
The Lady’s legs crossed as she slowly swayed them… seemingly just enjoying the cloudless, brilliant sea of stars above.
Tap, tap, tap…
At that moment, the Holy Sword Bearer, who was feeling somewhat down, had just finished gathering Xue’er’s ashes and came to rejoin the Lady and the others.
Looking up… she saw the white-haired girl gazing at the firmament beneath the brilliant galaxy.
The other seemed intoxicated by the beautiful scenery, but as the sea of stars above remained still for a long time, was it not also intoxicated by the stunning face of the girl below?
‘I wonder… who will be lucky enough to marry such an exquisite Lady?’
The moment that thought flashed through Holly’s mind, a trace of bitterness drifted through her heart for some reason.
The corners of her mouth twitched subconsciously.
“Lady!” She called out to the girl above, somewhat lacking in decorum.
“Hmm?” Ileya slowly turned her gaze toward her because of that call.
“Finished cleaning up?”
Ugh… perhaps because of the feeling from just now, Holly felt that the moment the Lady looked at her…
It suddenly gave her the sensation of looking directly into the sun.
Her eyes felt a stinging, dry sensation… subconsciously, she wanted to avert her gaze.
The rims of her ears also turned slightly red at this moment.
“Mhm… everything… everything is cleaned up.”
Huh? What’s wrong with this girl now?
Ileya was slightly stunned, looking the girl up and down with some confusion.
She first saw the bare feet and fair calves that were subconsciously turned inward due to shyness…
And from Ileya’s slightly elevated perspective, she could see beneath the oversized cloak—under the pale violet moonlight—the two… budding sprouts that had just begun to develop.
Since she was wearing nothing but a cloak, being a bit shy was indeed normal.
Ahem.
This kind of behavior… Ileya was naturally disdainful of doing more than once (one more glance), so she quickly changed the subject.
“Arthur found a good prospect among the cult sacrifices and seems to want to take him as a disciple…”
The Lady rubbed her chin thoughtfully while looking down at Holly and Amisa.
“I wonder what that fellow’s talent is like~ Since he caught Arthur’s eye… he must have some extraordinary qualities, right?”
The moment those words were spoken, Amisa showed no reaction.
After all, she understood Holly’s talent; calling it one in ten thousand was an understatement… as for finding someone more talented than her…
Amisa could only think of her own Lady.
But Holly’s confidence in herself was not as strong as her Master’s!
Instantly, a sense of crisis filled her entire body!
If she were surpassed by the new disciple Mr. Arthur took in… it wouldn’t just mean she was inferior; it would also mean… her Master was inferior to Mr. Arthur.
This kind of thing that would make Senior lose face along with her… the Holy Sword Bearer was determined not to let it happen!!
Thinking this, and under Ileya’s slightly upturned “just as planned” smile, Holly developed a strong sense of competition toward this new “junior!”
‘That’s it, exactly~ If you two became friends… wouldn’t I be shooting myself in the foot?’
Ileya nodded with satisfaction.
She glanced sideways at the master and disciple, Arthur and the boy, who were walking toward them.
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