Cecilia would not leave simply because of a single word; Erilia was well aware of this. After all, the girl’s goal was to find Sister Erilia. Without achieving that goal, Cecilia naturally wouldn’t depart.
What Erilia wanted to do was trick Cecilia into going to a certain place and then stand her up.
She would let Cecilia’s doubts and anxieties build up during the wait, letting her worry grow as her search yielded no results.
Then, Erilia would secretly observe Cecilia from a corner of that place before being “accidentally” discovered by her.
When Cecilia pressed her for answers, she would acknowledge her in the role of Sister Erilia.
Throughout the process, she would use her concern for Cecilia’s safety as an excuse for her push-and-pull tactics.
Others might not believe it, but this was Cecilia; she would definitely believe her, and she might even be so moved that she would offer herself on the spot.
When that time came, Erilia could pin all the reasons why she temporarily didn’t dare to reveal her identity onto Charles.
She could even pin the blame for her strange behavior today—caused by the temptation of the Mother of Lustful Souls—onto Charles as well.
As for why Sophia was by her side a step ahead of her? That was also the fault of Charles’s dereliction of duty as a guard! It was his failure that gave Sophia the opportunity to rescue her.
Yes, everything was Charles’s fault! All resentment and dissatisfaction should be poured onto him!
As for Sophia? Erilia was only becoming good friends with her to repay a debt of gratitude.
But Cecilia, naturally, couldn’t just be a good friend. A better identity for her would be Erilia’s beloved younger sister.
One person cannot love two people at the same time, but who said a person couldn’t have a “Good Friend” and a “Good Sister” at once?
If trying to two-time between two boats might infuriate both, then by customizing different, exclusive identities for the two of them, they would instead leave Erilia with more opportunities because of their mutual empathy.
Although she was dancing on a tightrope, as long as she didn’t show it in front of both of them at the same time, then wouldn’t there be no problem at all?
After all, Cecilia and Sophia were strangers to each other. It was impossible for them to be intimate with her in front of the other person.
Unless she was caught in the act while being ambiguous with one of them, it wouldn’t lead to a bad end.
A chessboard that looked like a dead end was about to be brought back to life by Erilia.
This was Erilia’s confidence as a Galgame Expert.
“I’m begging you, okay?” Erilia looked at Cecilia with a hint of pleading in her eyes.
“Why?” Cecilia tilted her head, her confusion deepening. She then shook her head vigorously. “No, no. I haven’t found the person I need to find yet!”
She suddenly stood up, hands pressing on the table, looking down at Erilia from above.
“I want to ask for news about someone. If you really don’t like me, I’ll leave as soon as I find her, all right?” Her tone carried a hint of barely perceptible eagerness.
“No… you should leave this place.” Erilia pursed her lips, her voice gentle yet stubborn. “I believe… the person you are looking for also hopes you leave safely.”
“You aren’t her! What do you know?” Cecilia’s emotions were a bit agitated. “As long as you can tell me where Sister Erilia is, the rest has nothing to do with you.”
“If you want a reward, just name your price. I can pay.” While speaking, Cecilia didn’t forget to show off the several storage rings on her hand.
“It has nothing to do with money…” Erilia lowered her head, falling into a brief silence. When she looked up again, her eyes were somber. “As for Erilia… you might as well consider her dead…”
“Wh… what!” Cecilia felt like she had been struck by lightning. Her strength was instantly drained, and she fell back heavily into her chair, her face turning pale.
“No… that’s not right. Sister Erilia isn’t dead, and you definitely know where she is, right?”
Cecilia’s actions were always a step ahead of others, and her body was always faster than her mouth.
Before her voice could fade, she had already sprung up again, her upper body lunging across the table as her hands tightly gripped Erilia’s slender shoulders!
“Wait, don’t touch me first.” Even in her normal state, Erilia would find it difficult to react, let alone now when she was in an abnormal condition.
Cecilia was almost crawling on the table, her hands clutching Erilia’s shoulders. Her exhaled breath even blew against Erilia’s cheeks.
There was a pleasant, faint scent of milk.
It had to be said that Cecilia’s current appearance had the temperament of a little Witch, which happened to hit Erilia’s strike zone.
Under the influence of the temptation, within just a few breaths, a crimson flush uncontrollably climbed onto Erilia’s cheeks, and her gaze began to grow blurred and dazed.
Fortunately, she still maintained a basic level of reason, trying her best to raise her arms to push away Cecilia’s hands.
“If you let go of me, I’ll tell you, okay?”
At this moment, Cecilia realized her rudeness and hurriedly pulled back her hands.
“I’ve let go now.” Cecilia scrambled down from the table and stood in front of Erilia. “Now it’s your turn to tell me where Sister Erilia is.”
“Hah… hah…” Erilia took a few simple breaths and readjusted her state.
“Tomorrow night, near the Town Lake, you can see Erilia. Is that all right?”
“Really?” Cecilia looked at the flushed Erilia, and a sense of distrust instinctively welled up within her.
“No. To prevent you from lying to me, you’re coming with me to wait.” Cecilia walked to the side of the wheelchair and reached out, picking Erilia up in a princess carry.
“Don’t worry, I will pay you a sufficient reward.”
Perhaps because Cecilia’s technique was relatively unskilled, she accidentally touched Erilia’s sensitive areas, making her feel even more uncomfortable.
“Don’t do this… Cecilia… put me down quickly.” In the tone of Erilia’s struggle, the moans born from lust and confusion added a bit more charm than usual.
This sound was heard clearly by Sophia, who was carrying a sugar branch and the Inscribed Cloud Capelet as she reached the door.
Hearing Erilia’s voice, Sophia couldn’t help but furrow her brows. A surge of displeasure surfaced, and she delivered a fierce kick to the door of Erilia’s room!
*Bang—*
The moment the door swung open, the scene of Erilia being held in a princess carry by Cecilia entered her eyes.
An even stronger sense of unease surged into Sophia’s body.
“Put her down!” Sophia’s tone already leaked a faint hint of murderous intent. If Cecilia weren’t Erilia’s acquaintance, Sophia might have already drawn her sword.
Perhaps overwhelmed by Sophia’s aura, or perhaps knowing she was in the wrong, Cecilia could only grumble and place Erilia on the bed.
“Senior Sophia, I just wanted her to help me find someone…”
“Sophia, it’s fine. Go out for now, I’ll explain to you later.” Seeing Sophia burst in, Erilia was a bit stunned. Things were spiraling out of control in a direction that gave her a headache.
She was just a little bit away from gaining control.
Sophia ignored Cecilia, merely lifting the Inscribed Cloud Capelet and the items within it.
“Erilia, besides the capelet and the sugar branch, Charles also sent an extra gift and a letter for you.”
“Do you want to open them and see now?”
Hearing Sophia call out her name, Erilia’s vision went dark. Given her current state, she could only lie flat and accept her fate.
It was over!