I want to know, if we set aside any identity and position and look at it purely from the perspective of handling events, how would you evaluate my actions?
Saint Eustacia raised her eyes and looked at Seraphina.
Those eyes held not only confusion seeking an answer, but also a hint of unwillingness to accept it.
Seraphina blinked, clearly not expecting this question.
She carefully recalled the events of that night, thought about what was inappropriate in the other party’s behavior, and at the same time put herself in Saint Eustacia’s position to consider what she would have done.
“You… want to hear the truth?”
“Of course. Speak the truth. Don’t worry about anything else, including my feelings! I need an objective evaluation.”
Hearing her determined tone, Seraphina saw no other meaning and organized her words before responding to Saint Eustacia’s question with an open gaze.
“Alright. Since you insist… then I’ll be direct. First, I must acknowledge that you dared to personally infiltrate the enemy’s heartland. That is the power of courage and determination, and also a demonstration of responsibility toward the human camp.”
Saint Eustacia nodded slightly.
Words like these she was certainly willing to hear, but she had also prepared herself for the tone to change drastically afterward.
“However!” As expected, Seraphina’s words took a sharp turn, and her tone became severe.
“Your actions may seem responsible, but from a more macro perspective, they are precisely irresponsible toward the human camp!”
Similar words had already been said by Dekalorin, and now they were being repeated by Seraphina!
This made Saint Eustacia’s body stiffen.
“Why…” Yet she still had to pretend this was the first time she was hearing it, because she wanted the most genuine evaluation.
“You should understand better than anyone what you mean to the human camp. You are the ballast stone. You are the faith. But precisely because of that, it also adds the expectations of the entire human race onto you. Once something happens to you… the stable tall building will collapse in an instant, as if it lost its foundation!”
Saint Eustacia could not possibly be unaware of these principles.
Dekalorin had reminded her many times, yet in the past she had always been suppressed by the urgent mentality of “must quickly eliminate the danger.”
“This… of course I know.” Her voice was low. “If you were in my position, what would you do?”
“Me? Mm…” Seraphina thought for a moment. “Actually, it’s quite simple.”
She briefly transferred the event to the Demon Realm and spoke about how it would be handled with peaceful means…
“Isaac City is so close to the royal capital, yet they were still able to plant a stronghold there! That definitely means internal personnel betrayed you. Your action of sending people to gather information wasn’t wrong, but at the same time you should have also taken control of the relevant responsible persons and cut off their contact with the outside world. They provided the soil for terrorist activities. Even if they didn’t, they still committed dereliction of duty and should be suspended for investigation.”
Saint Eustacia was surprised for a moment.
Her recognition of Seraphina’s abilities rose several more levels, because the line of thinking the other party described was extremely similar to the actions Dekalorin had taken during the time they were infiltrating.
“Then… what next?” Saint Eustacia couldn’t help but press further.
“I infiltrate again?”
This almost brainlessly simple answer made Seraphina deeply puzzled.
Did she really have to go personally and put herself in danger?
This was still irresponsible!
It made Seraphina suspect — could it be that every saintess was this obsessive? Did they all need to step into several pitfalls before they could grow?
She had thought Saint Eustacia would be a bit better than Movira, but in the end they were the same level of foolishness!
They only chased the momentary thrill and ignored the long-term consequences.
As Seraphina thought this, she nodded, then shook her head.
This contradictory action left Saint Eustacia completely confused.
“Infiltrating itself isn’t the problem. The problem is the choice of person. Why did you have to go personally? Couldn’t you send a few trustworthy people instead?”
“I don’t feel at ease!” Saint Eustacia almost reflexively retorted.
She had long been accustomed to handling these dangerous matters herself.
“Ai…”
Saint Eustacia’s appearance… Seraphina suddenly had the urge to lure her to the Demon Realm to handle paperwork for her.
That place would grind away all enthusiasm.
“In the future, try not to go personally as much as possible.”
Watching Saint Eustacia fall into thought, Seraphina’s tone softened a little.
“Actually, at first I also didn’t understand Dekalorin’s layout. In the end… I even thought this somewhat crude plan was the result of her careful deliberation.”
This tactful implication pointed out that her own plan had been “crude,” making Saint Eustacia feel a little embarrassed.
But this was the fact, and apart from showing helplessness, she had no other choice.
“I don’t know what Teacher was thinking either… She didn’t object at the time. I even thought she had finally approved…”
And at that moment, the study door was knocked on.
Astraea’s voice came from outside. “It’s time for lunch.”
“Alright.” Seraphina stood up and answered.
Her eyes swept over Saint Eustacia, who was still dazed in her chair, and she patted her shoulder.
“It’s time to eat. Think about it after lunch. Mm… I feel like Dekalorin did this on purpose.”
“On purpose?”
Seraphina left the study and discovered that a table full of dishes that looked very appetizing had already been neatly arranged on the dining table.
She took a deep breath through her nose, as if wanting to move all the rushing aroma straight into her nostrils.
“Astraea, your cooking skills are still as good as always!”
She naturally assumed that this table of delicious food was all made by this elf professor.
She looked at Astraea, her tone carrying a hint of expectation.
“That… could you teach me how to cook? I want to learn too.”
Upon hearing this, Astraea revealed a meaningful smile on her face.
She shook her head, but her gaze drifted toward Movira beside her, who seemed to be focused on eating.
“If I were to teach you… I think there’s a better candidate. What about… Movira?”
“Movira?” Seraphina turned her head to look at the person beside her, her face filled with disbelief.
In her impression, Movira and the kitchen were completely incompatible. She was the type who couldn’t even handle the simplest food properly.
“How could that be…”
Seraphina’s expression made Astraea put on an “enlightened” look and explain in a tone that carried some “regret.”
“Aiya, it seems I let it slip. Actually… these past few days, Movira has been actively seeking me out to learn these kinds of skills.”
She deliberately used the word “actively,” as if to emphasize that the entire process was Movira’s own intention.
“It’s just… she said she wanted to give you a surprise, so she kept learning secretly without telling you.” Astraea then deliberately looked at Movira. “I’m very sorry for ruining your surprise.”
Movira had never thought of any surprise at all.
Instead, Astraea’s words had given her a “surprise”!
The gaze Seraphina directed at Movira instantly filled with disbelief and admiration.
This sudden explanation made Seraphina’s eyes widen at once.
“Sister? Really? You made some of this?!”