"Granny...did I do anything rude last night?"

The petite princess wore a solemn expression that belied her youthful appearance, and began to pace back and forth in the room, filled with anxiety.

"I don't think so, but... that's just based on normal, human interaction."

The old woman answered rather tactfully.

The princess instantly understood and covered her head in frustration.

"Yes, I've also read those church myths. It's said that when they communicate with angels, they first hold a grand ceremony, a week-long celebration, leading all believers in prayer, and selecting enough offerings..."

This is the only way to show respect to angels, but I brazenly proposed a deal with them, which is a blatant offense!

No wonder He ignored me today.

Then, as if suddenly realizing something, she rummaged through the room, taking out all the jewelry she had brought.

"Granny, do you think He will forgive my rudeness if I offer these things again?"

The old woman looked at the pile of jewels and shook her head.

These jewels were valuable, but they were all mundane objects, which angels would not have been interested in, much less comparable to the grand ceremonies recorded in church records.

In her conversations with friends, she received several reminders, all of which advised her to find a way to extricate herself from the princess's side as soon as possible.

The reason is simple: if she dares to offend even angels, what else would this princess not dare to do in the future?

But the old woman politely declined these well-intentioned words of advice.

She stayed by the princess's side because she was entrusted by the princess's birth mother on her deathbed, and promised that no matter what happened, she would protect the princess.

Even if this might incur the wrath of an angel...

"Granny? Why aren't you saying anything? Is it not enough? Then I'll write to Father and ask him to send my dowry over first?"

Seeing that the old nanny did not speak, the princess made another suggestion.

"I think it's unnecessary. For beings like angels, offering up any amount of worldly treasures is meaningless."

"Then... what should I do? I don't have anything else of greater value on me."

"Perhaps we can think of other ways, starting with the mythological records in the church. There must be other ways to please the angels in them."

"Great idea! Let's go to the church in the city tomorrow and borrow some religious texts to read."

As the princess spoke, she tilted her head, as if recalling another possibility.

"If I could gain the favor of this angel, wouldn't that mean I could receive both protection and the support of the church?"

"That's only right. Besides, the Imperial Consort was originally a candidate saint in the church. If it weren't for His Majesty, she might have..."

"Forget about that. In short, if you can truly gain the favor of this angel, then Your Highness will no longer need to fear the Grand Duke or His Majesty. Even those as powerful as they are, and even that Lady Purple Lily, cannot compare to beings from mythology."

The old nanny's words made the princess nod happily, and she relaxed, revealing a cute smile that matched her youthful appearance.

She did not want to fulfill her engagement to the eldest son of the duke, no matter what the possibility was.

Who would want to marry a 3-year-old kid who is 15 years younger than them?

Moreover, this is a tragedy destined to fall apart at any moment, leaving both sides as victims...

........................

Time flies like an arrow, and years pass by in the blink of an eye...

Three days!

"I miss my senior so much..."

Luo Yue sawed bread in the cafeteria and muttered to himself.

He spent those three days in a fulfilling and peaceful way, doing his usual spiritual practice and part-time work, as if he had returned to his days in the small town.

Unfortunately, I didn't meet the wooden bird that called me "junior" again, nor could I contact the senior, so I couldn't help but feel nostalgic.

So he decided to take a break in the afternoon and go to his senior's residence to inquire about information.

But before he could even leave the house, Austin blocked his way.

He held up a few newspapers in his hand, waved them, and said with an embarrassed smile:

"Royo, for the sake of our many years of friendship, you have to help me explain to Lemir."

"Explanation? Explain what?"

"Just tell them I didn't mean to take you to the red-light district. There's a really nice bar there that has a special fruit wine..."

"Are you sure this won't just make things worse?"

Luo Yue chuckled and asked in return, but was also puzzled as to why this guy was suddenly bringing this up. So he took the newspapers from his hand and looked at them.

Newspapers in the old world were still in their infancy, having only been around for a few years. They contained very little content, lacking the serialized stories and gossip that Rojo loved to read, yet they were very expensive and only distributed in the city. As a result, Rojo didn't have the habit of reading newspapers.

However, the title already has a hint of something from the other side of the world—

Victory! The valiant Captain Lemir has wiped out another gang of outlaws!

Victory Again! Captain Lemir, like a Valkyrie, captures a group of dark wizards!

The Third Victory! Captain Lemir, the embodiment of victory, brings us our third triumph!

"In just over a week, she slaughtered all the gangsters, bandits, and dark sorcerers in the neighborhood; it was absolutely terrifying!"

Austin wore a lingering fear on his face, as if his senior might suddenly rush out and chop him up at any moment.

He then added:

"Moreover, I heard that the Grand Duke has already rewarded her, deliberately using the newspapers to create hype for her and try to portray her as a hero. How could someone as insignificant as me dare to offend her?"

These words made Luo Yue frown, and he rubbed his chin, unsure whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Logically speaking, it should be a great thing for the senior student to be highly regarded by the university and to be on the verge of a meteoric rise.

Besides, she has a tendency to spoil her brother, and he just happens to be that "brother"...

The higher you stand, the more obvious your target becomes. Those dark wizards are clearly not easy to deal with. They dared to storm the execution ground in the street. Who knows what even crazier things they might do next?

It's impossible to prevent this kind of thing forever...

In comparison, Austin's little matter was nothing.

"Okay, I'll talk to her, but I don't know if she's back yet?"

"She should be back by now, right? She wiped out all the bandits around Maple Leaf City, and the whole city is more peaceful than ever before. Even the number of merchants coming and going has increased. If she hadn't come back soon, she would have gone all the way to the neighboring Cold Pool City."

Luo Yue nodded and replied:

"Okay, I'll go to her house tonight."

"Then I'll arrange a carriage to take you there. By the way, when are you two getting married?"

"Sigh~ Let's wait until she realizes that a junior can also be a lover before we talk about it..."

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