Are you worthy of saving the world?

"Ah...is that so?" Cecilia hesitated.

"We are friends, right?" Ruby asked back.

Cecilia paused for two seconds: "…………Of course."

"Why are you hesitating!!!" Ruby shouted with tears in her eyes.

"Just kidding, sorry." Cecilia smiled.

Safia stroked her chin and said to herself, "But even if Cecilia asked us to continue to support little Yuli, he no longer needs our protection now."

"..."

The blue-haired girl's words instantly froze Cecilia's smile.

When she thought that as Yuri grew at the speed of light, she could no longer protect him, Sword Princess felt as if a large piece of her chest was dug out.

"—"

The air became extremely heavy.

Ruby quickly kicked Safia upon seeing this, and Emerod followed suit with a smile.

"Although Lord Yuri is very good, he still cannot do without Lady Cecilia."

"That's right! From now on it is the era of the Child of Prophecy and Her Royal Highness the Princess!" Ruby said exaggeratedly.

"Little Yuli is still a long way to go." Safia said proudly with her arms folded across her chest.

"Thank you for saying that."

Cecilia stopped and bowed to the three people to apologize: "I am really too immature. I'm sorry."

"That's not true! We can understand how you feel!" The three deputy captains waved their hands quickly.

At this moment, Cecilia saw out of the corner of her eye a luxurious black and gold carriage passing quickly on the road beside the four of them.

Mother’s car?

The blonde knight looked over in surprise.

She thought she was seeing things, after all, similar carriages were not uncommon in the Vatican, but then she saw a young girl sitting in the driver's seat.

It was Rosalia's personal bodyguard, Miss Betty.

Mother has returned to the Vatican?

When did you come back?

Why didn’t you tell me?

Cecilia frowned, confused and uneasy.

……

……

……

After hurriedly saying goodbye to Ruby and the others, Cecilia went straight back home.

As soon as I stepped into the living room, I saw Rosalia sitting in front of the sofa.

She had already taken off the purple dress she had worn for her secret carriage tryst with Yuli and had told Patty to put it in the collection closet.

At this moment, she was not enjoying the black tea before dinner served by the maid, but was facing a mountain of documents waiting to be processed.

Rosalia told Yuri a little lie:

She did not complete all the work, but came to the Holy See with work.

Because she wanted to see her beloved boy as soon as possible, even if it was just a few days earlier... Even the passionate and unrestrained Grand Duchess was too embarrassed to say such words.

Just as she checked the document and was about to sign it, a stern female voice sounded from behind.

"Mother!"

Rosalia sighed.

He adjusted his facial expression and then slowly turned his head.

"Cecilia, you're back."

Cecilia bowed and said, "Yes, mother, you seem to be in a good mood."

Of course she was in a good mood, as her long-cherished wish was finally going to come true - this weekend, she would be able to spend the night with little Yuli.

Cecilia: "I saw your carriage on the road just now, so I was wondering if you were coming to the Vatican. Why didn't you inform me in advance?"

"Because I came in a hurry, I didn't have time to inform you."

Rosalia signed the document and changed the subject naturally: "You don't seem to be in good spirits, Cecilia, what happened?"

"It's like this... Mother, I have a request today."

The Grand Duchess's hand paused as she signed.

How long has it been since you last heard your daughter say “make a request”?

Although their directions are different, Cecilia is a talent that is no less than her own.

She was very sensible from a very young age and never acted coquettishly or made requests to her mother who was busy with work.

As a mother, Rosalia felt both relieved and a little lonely.

Now that her daughter was actively acting coquettishly towards her, the Grand Duchess was naturally very happy.

Although I decided to satisfy her request no matter what it was, I still made a small sarcastic remark.

"It's really rare that Cecilia would bow to me."

"I'm sorry, mother...I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Cecilia bent even lower.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Several years ago, you mentioned that you were considering arranging a marriage between me and Yuri..."

The Sword Princess raised her face and looked at the Empress without any fear.

"Excuse me, does this matter still count now?"

129 Thank you for your reward, Master...?

"Several years ago, you mentioned that you were considering arranging a marriage between me and Yuri... Is this still a possibility?"

Hearing her mention the old days, Rosalia was silent for a moment, then spoke calmly with a nostalgic expression.

"I did consider getting you and Yuri engaged in the past, but that's a thing of the past. Even if I bring it up now..."

"Why? Are you just saying it casually? Or do you think Yuri and I are not suitable?"

Cecilia asked excitedly, with a hint of resentment in her voice.

Rosalia replied calmly.

"No, it's just a practical matter. The Vatican rejected my marriage proposal."

Rosalia had indeed considered a marriage contract between Cecilia and Yuli in the past.

That was definitely not to make her happy, and it wasn't even a political marriage.

At the time, Euripides Falchion was still a rather weak teenager, and Rosaria planned to control the Child of Prophecy through marriage.

She was also well aware that there was no way her thoughts would not be seen through by the Vatican.

This is actually a political game surrounding the Son of Prophecy.

Rosalia's capital is Cecilia.

Among all the girls of marriageable age, no one is more suitable than her to be Ulysses' fiancée.

Cecilia is extremely talented, has a strong personality, and has had a close relationship with the Child of Prophecy since childhood.

The Pope's Office must also be worried that Ulysses will escape their control when he grows up...

So it is a good choice to let Valentine and her daughter join the team.

However, Rosalia's marriage application was ultimately rejected.

The Twelve Holy Thrones said that the child of prophecy was still young and not yet old enough to urgently consider marriage, and...

"Even if they were choosing a fiancée for the savior, they would never consider Cecilia. Forget it."

The other party's attitude is quite tough.

In the eyes of the heads of the Papal Palace, Archduchess Valentine is a dangerous and ambitious woman who must be guarded against.

What's more, the Son of Prophecy is a political asset that belongs to them alone. Why should they let outsiders get a share of it?

"That's it."

Rosalia explained the whole situation to Cecilia without reservation and took a sip of black tea.

“This whole thing from beginning to end was a power struggle between me and the Vatican.

Cecilia, how about you take this opportunity to learn a little about politics? Still not interested?"

"..."

The blonde knight lowered her head slightly and said nothing for a long time.

There was a hint of anger emanating from her slender body.

"So... in your and the Pope's eyes, Yuri is just a tool that can be manipulated at will?"

"So... that was my thought a few years ago."

Rosalia smiled and said, “At that time, I did think about making Yuri my puppet.

But... I think this is also a kind of protection for little Yuri."

"…I really cannot accept your behavior."

Cecilia bit her lip, obviously very dissatisfied.

Although she vaguely realized that Rosalia allowed her to get close to the Son of Prophecy in order to achieve her own goals, it was still very uncomfortable to hear the person involved say it herself.