You think you're worthy of saving the world?

After so much time, some parts have become a little tight... cough, but it's still one of my favorite dresses.

Over the years, although I've never formally worn it in public, I've worn it countless times in front of the mirror... You should understand what I mean, little Yuri?"

At this point, she revealed a beautiful smile.

Yuri's heart skipped a beat.

The dress that is most beloved and meaningful should only be worn on the most important occasion of a woman's life, an occasion that happens only once in a lifetime.

For Rosalia, this was the kind of occasion for her private rendezvous with Yuri.

She values ​​this moment more than any social dinner or ceremony.

"excuse me."

Yuri lowered his head slightly in shame, took Rosalia's hand, and kissed the back of her hand.

"Your Highness is truly radiant today; forgive me for getting so captivated."

"Hehe, I forgive you."

A blush of joy rose on the Empress's cheeks.

With a barely perceptible tremor, the carriage slowly started moving.

Yuri thought to himself, "As expected of a royal carriage, the shock absorption system is amazing." Then he looked at the blonde beauty beside him.

"Your Highness, what brings you here? What about your work in the capital and the territory?"

Rosalia said calmly, "My work is temporarily over, and now I have my own vacation time. I want to pick up my man from school, is that not allowed?"

What do you mean, "your man"? I don't remember when I became your man, and I don't need you to pick me up from school.

Before he could even complain, Rosalia said, "Little Yuri, don't you have something else to say now?"

"What?" Yuri asked, puzzled.

The Grand Duchess stared at the black-haired boy's face, her delicate brows furrowing slightly: "What happened to your injuries? Did you get into a fight?"

Yuri told Rosalia the truth about the boxing match, and Rosalia nodded calmly after listening.

What's with this attitude...?

Yuri thought to himself: If it were Cecilia, she would definitely be beaming and shouting, "You actually soloed the Fighting Club! You're amazing, Yuri!"

Rosalia's cold reaction left him somewhat uneasy.

"What? Do you want me to pat your head and praise you?"

Rosalia noticed the boy's dissatisfaction, pouted, and said quietly, "You are my knight, it's only natural that you would win."

Compared to this, really... to have suffered such serious injuries, and having exhausted both spiritual and magical power.

"Come here, sit a little closer, I'll treat you."

Rosalia patted the seat next to her.

Yuri obediently sat down, and her full, warm body immediately pressed against him.

"..."

The Grand Duchess lowered her head slightly and focused intently on treating his injuries.

As the advanced healing spell was cast, Yuri felt light as a feather.

His mind was a little hazy, and he remembered that night half a month ago.

Rosalia appears in her own living room with serious injuries, and she recounts her experience of treating her.

Now, their roles have been reversed.

Rosalia was clearly thinking the same thing, and a happy expression appeared on her beautiful and dignified face.

Yuri subconsciously raised her hand and placed it on her fleshy thigh, which was covered by a long dress.

"..."

The Grand Duchess merely trembled slightly at the prophesied son's transgression, neither rebuking nor stopping him.

Yuri received tacit approval and began to move his fingers rapidly.

"Speaking of which, I've also heard quite a few rumors about you in the capital."

Her crimson lips brushed close to the boy's ear, and she whispered something.

Yuri felt the soft, plump flesh of her thighs through her skirt with her palm, buried her face in her neck and shoulder, and answered softly.

"What coincidence... Your Highness, you've been watching me all along..."

"Because they don't want to miss your news... Don't you want to? If you don't like it, I won't do it..."

"No, Your Highness has never interfered in my affairs... so that's fine."

The two of them pressed close together and whispered to each other for a while.

"All right."

Rosalia lifted Yuri's face, which had already subsided in swelling: "You look much better this way. Remember to get treatment promptly next time you get injured."

"If I receive treatment in time, won't I miss the chance to have His Highness personally treat my injuries?"

Yuri said with a smile as he looked out the window and realized that the street the carriage was passing through was one he knew very well.

"Where are we going now?" he asked curiously.

Rosalia said, "I'll take you home, and then I need to go back to the Grand Duke's mansion."

……ah?

Yuri blinked.

"Did you come all this way just to take me home?"

"if not?"

Rosalia raised an eyebrow: "Today is my first day back at the Holy See. I came straight here because I really wanted to see your face, nothing else."

"I'm satisfied now. Let me take you home."

"...You're being way too self-centered."

Yuri suddenly felt an emptiness in her heart.

He thought Rosalia had traveled hundreds of kilometers to find him because she had something important to discuss, such as a two-hundred-million-dollar deal to talk in the bedroom.

"Ah... there's actually one more thing," Rosalia suddenly said, as if she had just remembered.

"You're having fun toying with me, aren't you?"

Yuri rolled her eyes upon hearing this and gripped her shapely legs tightly with her five fingers.

The Grand Duchess blushed slightly and smiled gently, saying, "It's because little Yuri always teases me."

Let's get back to business. Are you free this weekend?

"Yes, I'm free." Yuri thought for a moment and answered without hesitation.

"Then let's go on a date... Just the two of us at the Vatican."

Rosalia said calmly—

Although she tried to appear calm, the trembling in her beautiful purple eyes betrayed her nervousness.

So that's it. Rosalia's so-called important business was inviting me out to play...

"Your Highness actually has such girlish desires?" Yuri chuckled, suppressing a laugh.

"If you don't mind going on a date in disguise, I have no objection."

After all, it wouldn't look good if the Prophet and the Grand Duchess were seen strolling arm in arm like a couple, right?

Yuri's reply brought a smile to Rosalia's face.

"Okay, it's settled then, this weekend."

After they confirmed the specific time and place for the meeting, Rosalia asked again.

"Let's double-check, are you free all day Saturday?"

"Um--"

Just as Yuri was about to nod, Rosalia added, "You're free until the next morning... right?"

"...?"

Yuri turned her head in surprise and found her cheeks flushed and her expression serious.

"Just like last time, I'm going to take up Yuri's night."

Rosalia meant that she was inviting him to stay overnight so that they could spend the night together.

“Yes, I have time,” Yuri replied solemnly.

He thought to himself that he wouldn't masturbate until Saturday.

……

……

……

As evening fell, Cecilia and the three vice-commanders of the Lily Cross walked through the streets of the Upper Town, each holding a crepe in their hand.

It's actually quite rare for the four officers of the Knights to gather together, because Cecilia is usually too busy.

"Well then, that's settled for this weekend's activities," Safia said.

Cecilia nodded and looked at the black-haired girl beside her: "Emerold, please inform everyone that I will invite Yuri."

"Yes, Lady Cecilia."

Ruby stretched and said, "Yuri will be an adult at the end of next month, and the Lily Cross will be disbanded, so this is the second to last team building activity, right?"

Even if the Lily Cross disbands, the fact that we were once comrades will not change.

Cecilia clenched her fist and placed it on her chest: "Let's all get along well during this last period and support Yuri together."

“Your Highness is too serious!” Ruby said with a laugh. “There’s no need for you to be so formal in front of us.”