She must have looked at the elf-like boy with her expressive eyes, leaning against him, devoutly and passionately speaking of her longing –
“Prince Carlo, knock again.”
Someone behind him coughed, urging him.
Prince Carlo knocked twice again.
At this moment, the closed door creaked open.
A pale and tired boy stood by the door, his silver hair glowing under the light like shallow fragments – when he looked up, Carlo almost thought he saw himself in the boy’s eyes.
“Just a moment, Prince Carlo, Lord Leslie.”
The boy nodded politely.
The golden-haired girl next to him tightly held his arm, perhaps not used to the sudden sunlight. Her azure eyes narrowed slightly, innocent eyelashes gently curved. At this moment, she looked like a cat waking up from a nap.
Her pure white dress was blown up by the wind, revealing a pair of slender and glossy legs –
Gone was the pale weakness of last night, the exposed skin seemed to be the purest snow in the Andes Mountains:
No, maybe even more transparent.
Even the wounds were gone.
It was truly a miracle.
“Miss Fergus, you look much better, even better than before.”
“Thank you.”
The girl smiled sweetly at him.
But Prince Carlo couldn’t help but think of last night.
He was also present at that grand ceremony, witnessing how the miraculous “blessing” descended upon this girl covered in wounds, and how it transformed her into a new person –
Thinking of this, Prince Carlo became even more solemn in his bow to Gaia.
“Mr. Leslie, please go ahead.”
“Thank you.”
Prince Carlo noticed that since that ceremony, Mr. Leslie had changed a lot.
His silver hair grew longer, and his soft and gentle demeanor began to show some initial masculinity, gradually revealing the initial edges of a man –
Cold, upright, and yet still gentle and polite.
“Prince Carlo, Miss Fergus and I will go together. Please wait.”
“We will naturally follow Mr. Leslie’s request.”
The god envoy behind Prince Carlo also respectfully bowed.
“Gaea…” The girl looked at him reluctantly, holding his hand and refusing to let go.
Gaia glanced at her:
“Change into a new dress, I’ll wait for you at the door.”
He walked away with big strides.
A hazy light shadow was cut out behind him by the sunlight. Lulu retracted her gaze and smiled at Prince Carlo:
“Prince Carlo, do you mind if I change my clothes?”
Prince Carlo certainly knew that it was not a good time to visit:
“Miss Fergus, of course.”
Lulu took a step back and closed the door.
Lulu walked back and forth in the birdcage, occasionally glancing at her with black eyes, seemingly probing her emotions.
“Lulu! Lulu…”
“[Baby, what are you going to do with that big bad guy? Don’t expose Natasie, okay?]”
Lulu glared at it and poked its head.
“A servant cannot serve two masters, and a bird cannot recognize two owners, Lulu -” she elongated her voice, “Forget about Natasie.”
“[Oh, Baby…]”
Lulu covered its head with its wings, trying to avoid the question, “[Lulu sometimes misses the dusty attic of the Fergus family, and Natasie’s gentle palm…]”
Lulu raised her chin high:
“If you miss Natasie so much, why did you sacrifice yourself to save me?”
Lulu blinked its black bean eyes:
“Lulu?”
“[For a moment… my mind overheated?]”
It immediately received a peck on its head.
“[That big bad guy actually bullied a female! A female! In our bird world, that’s something that should be protected… Besides, Baby, you’re the only rare female that can chat with Lulu. You’re precious! …]”
Lulu’s face covered in feathers showed a hint of redness.
Actually… it couldn’t understand, whether it preferred the great Lord Leslie or the female in front of it:
Clearly, she didn’t have bright feathers or beautiful wings; her temper was especially bad.
“Hmph.”
“[Beryl, you look like a puffed-up pufferfish.]”
Lulu replied stupidly.
Lulu: …
“Anyway – Lulu, you’re not allowed to like Natasie. You’re my bird now.”
“[But Lulu… weren’t you like that before?]”
Lulu touched its head with its wing.
Its small brain was destined to not understand the weight of this statement for someone who had never had family or friends.
Lulu went to the bathroom.
Brushing teeth and washing face.
When she put her hand under the water, she realized that the wounds she had cut on her arm had disappeared, and when she lifted her skirt, the wounds on her calves were also gone.
Stronger than any scar removal surgery, this was a magic –
And last night, she almost thought she was done for.
“… It even has a photon skin rejuvenation effect.”
Looking at the fragile skin in the mirror, Lulu couldn’t help but recall the scene in her dream.
One group after another of pure light enveloped Gaia. He had silver hair and bare feet, as if he was the center of the world. When he let down his staff, the light went from him to her.
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