Floria fell into silence.
Regarding Sylvie… in truth, she was the child hatched after Floria injected her own blood into the “egg” that the system had gifted her as a completion reward.
Though it sounded abstract, after all, this was a magical otherworld where anything was possible.
According to what the system said before it left, the egg was originally meant as a reward for her perfectly completing a villainous mission—so it was specially created with advanced magic as a new lifeform.
Its purpose was born out of concern that Floria might find eternal life too lonely, especially since she had injured her spine.
Thus, the system provided an egg of a little maid who could stay by Floria’s side and take care of her daily life, equipped with Housework Skills Max.
However, after hatching Sylvie from the egg, Floria didn’t follow the original plan to instill a master-servant mindset in her; instead, she formally took Sylvie as her own little apprentice.
Because the newly hatched Sylvie was still tiny, with big watery eyes and soft babbling sounds, she looked utterly adorable, instantly tugging at some soft spot deep within the witch’s heart.
Moreover, since this child was nurtured from Floria’s own blood, in a way, she could truly be considered kin.
Over these few years, Floria had watched Sylvie grow at an accelerated pace—from a tiny infant form rapidly developing into adolescence.
It was probably a benefit set by the system’s magic; after all, the original purpose of the egg was to have someone to take care of others, not the other way around.
When Sylvie was little, Floria often told her bedtime stories about the Holy Maiden Knight Order to lull her to sleep.
Most of these were improvised tales or fairy tale retellings from her previous life’s storybooks; a few were firsthand experiences from when she was the Knight Commander or adventure stories shared by other knights.
These stories accumulated over time, gradually cultivating in young Sylvie a deep admiration and longing for the Holy Maiden Knight Order.
It could be said that Sylvie’s strong dream of becoming a holy knight now was largely shaped by Floria’s subtle influence during her growth.
But in this situation, if Sylvie ever learned about Floria’s “infamous” villainous past when she was Knight Commander…
Floria couldn’t bear to imagine how devastated that child’s heart would be, how crushed her dreams would shatter, and how sorrowful her gaze toward Floria would become.
It was like a child who always thought their mother was a noble, righteous law enforcer—proud of her—only to be told one day that their mother was a wicked imposter.
…So was this, in a way, like shooting herself in the foot?
Thinking this, Floria’s pale face became somewhat embarrassed.
“…Please… don’t tell Sylvie. Let the past stay in the past.”
Floria’s voice was hoarse as she spoke, her own tone feeling strange to her ears.
In fact, since just now, they had set up a small Soundproof Barrier within the room to prevent Sylvie from overhearing by accident.
“Oh?”
Hearing Floria’s somewhat softened tone, Sophia glanced in surprise at the witch seated in the wheelchair.
Floria’s face was full of reluctant expression, her delicate brows tightly furrowed, teeth clenched, and from between them came a decisive statement:
“Sophia, stop beating around the bush… just say it—what exactly do you want from me?”
Human behavior is always purposeful.
Sophia’s persistent visits, her constant references to the past, and even resorting to threatening Sylvie were sure signs of an ulterior motive.
From Floria’s perspective, the most likely reason was revenge and clearing old grudges.
Back then, she had done many terrible things to humiliate and isolate Sophia, often ordering her around like a lowly servant in front of other members of the Holy Maiden Knight Order.
Such deeply ingrained hatred and humiliation were experiences that, for someone as noble and destined as Sophia, would be unforgettable for a lifetime.
Originally, Floria’s supposed death had perfectly ended any thoughts of revenge, but now that Sophia had discovered Floria not only alive but weakened and confined to a wheelchair…
The logical guess was that Sophia would seize this chance to unleash all her pent-up vengeance, repaying every humiliation.
In the worst case, Floria could even imagine Sophia going mad enough to lock her away in a secret underground chamber, torturing her endlessly.
“My dear elder sister… I told you, I just want to reminisce about the past. Why get so tense—”
After Floria showed a softened attitude, Sophia did not immediately bare her fangs as expected.
Instead, she casually shrugged, still wearing a sly smile.
“After all, it’s been so many years since we parted ways. Finally meeting again by fate, don’t I just want to do something familiar to make us closer sooner~”
As she spoke, Sophia leaned close to Floria’s cheek, lightly curling a strand of hair hanging there with slender fingers, brushing it across Floria’s face, causing a faint ticklish sensation.
The tenderness mixed with contempt in her eyes was exactly like how one would treat a cute little pet.
“When you tricked me into your room back then, wasn’t it exactly like this? ‘It’s all just to deepen our bond and get closer early on’—I’ve always kept your teachings in mind~”
Another classic boomerang moment.
Floria was left speechless, only able to brace herself and keep a stiff expression, silently enduring.
She had realized that no matter how much she resisted or argued, Sophia would always find some past example to counterattack and escalate the torment.
One could only say—perhaps this was just a matter of cause and effect.
Since that was the case, Floria thought it best to just keep quiet and speak less to avoid more mistakes.
“Hohoho~ Elder sister, why so silent? Are you enjoying my massage, or did you suddenly feel guilty and decide to surrender obediently~”
Sophia continued to observe the witch below her with interest, her gaze hot and affectionate.
No matter the angle, elder sister’s beauty remained flawless in her eyes.
And now, with Floria having given up struggling and quietly submitting to her teasing and handling, Sophia’s heart danced with joy in surprise and excitement.
She hadn’t expected that, after all these years, the unreachable highland flower she had longed for would so easily give in under her pressure.
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