Are you worthy of saving the world?

"And Cecilia?"

Rosalia asked back, "What kind of feelings do you have towards little Yuli?"

"Yuli is an important person to me, I must protect him."

Cecilia and Rosalia looked at each other and answered without hesitation: "From anyone who wants to take advantage of Yuri."

Rosalia smiled and said, "You want to stay with Yuri and protect him forever, so you want to be his fiancée?"

"Yes." The blonde knight nodded heavily.

"What about romantic feelings?" Rosalia asked.

"—"

Cecilia pursed her lips in silence, then finally shook her head and spoke honestly.

"I don't know, I don't quite understand what love is..."

"I see... Cecilia, you are no different from your past self."

"What……?"

The Grand Duchess said coldly: "It's all pure self-satisfaction, they all want to achieve self-realization from Yuri.

Cecilia, you have never considered Yuri's feelings...

At least you are not qualified to be his fiancée right now."

"I'm not..." The blonde knight snorted weakly.

"Let's stop talking here. I'm going back to my room."

Rosalia sorted the documents on her desk, hugged her chest and stood up from the sofa.

When she turned around, she heard Cecilia's dissatisfied question.

"Have you changed your attitude towards Yuri now?"

Rosalia stopped and turned around with an unfathomable and beautiful smile.

Deep in her gaze was a gleam of provocation, and her delicate cheeks were flushed with a delicate blush.

"I like Yuri."

"……what?"

Cecilia suspected that there was something wrong with her ears.

"Ah, it shouldn't be called 'like', but 'love'."

The Grand Duchess narrowed her eyes slightly, and her bright red lips formed a twisted arc.

"I am in love with Euripides Falchion."

"Uh……"

Cecilia looked at Rosalia, and for the first time, her dignified and noble face showed a hint of girlish shyness.

——She was serious and not joking.

Cecilia suddenly felt dizzy deep in her head.

I really wanted to scold the other person loudly, but I couldn't say anything.

Love has no age limit, so even if the age difference is more than a generation, there won't be any problem, but...

"Do you want to have a secret relationship with Yuri..."

"No."

Rosalia answered firmly: "I want to date little Yuli openly and let everyone know that I am Yuli's woman."

"But if this happens, public opinion will definitely not approve of it..."

Rosalia scoffed at Cecilia's concerns.

She was seen with her arms around her proud chest, smiling fearlessly.

"I'll shut up all those annoying noises."

"!"

Rosalia's cold words made Cecilia's shoulders tremble, and her whole body was shocked as if she had been electrocuted.

The reason why she could answer so confidently was because she was full of confidence in herself.

That is the confidence and composure that Cecilia could never possess.

The figure was so dazzling that Cecilia couldn't help but look away.

"Since I have decided to go against the secular perspective, I don't mind being more radical."

“What exactly do you mean by something more extreme…?” Cecilia asked in a trembling voice.

Rosalia smiled and squeezed her hand.

The Archduchess's soft palm was so cold that the girl flinched.

"For example, serving the same husband as you..."

"!"

Cecilia's mouth dropped open.

Rosalia continued: “I had already made such plans.

But unfortunately, you don’t seem to have such an idea, so let’s end this topic here.”

After saying this, Rosalia returned to the room alone, leaving Cecilia standing there in a daze.

……

……

……

Nine p.m.

After finishing his daily exercise and practice, Yuli returned to his room.

Just as I was about to go to bed, I heard a knock on the door.

"Master...did you rest?"

It was Annabell's voice.

After getting permission, the purple-haired maid pushed open the room.

It was a rare occasion that she appeared in Yuli's room alone, not with Irene.

Annabelle was wearing a maid outfit that Yuli had custom-made for her. The revealing and flattering outfit wrapped around her mature and charming body. Her plump breasts and slender waist outlined a curve full of tension.

"Anna...it's so late, what's the matter?"

Yuli looked at Annabell.

Because there are now two maids in the house, each of their working hours has been greatly reduced, and after nine o'clock in the evening is their free time.

The moment Ulysses opened his mouth, Annabelle's delicate body trembled slightly like a frightened bird.

Annabell seemed to be able to hear her own heartbeat, which was pounding wildly in her chest.

She pursed her lips, trying to hide her shame, and took a deep breath.

"Master, I haven't thanked you for what happened the night before last."

She was referring, of course, to Siegel's death.

If it weren't for Ulysses' help, she would probably have been disgraced and awaiting trial in the dungeon.

Annabelle was grateful to Yuli, but more importantly -

She was deeply moved by the fact that Yuli allowed himself to become an accomplice to the crime.

Therefore, one must also show corresponding sincerity.

——That’s what Irene said.

"Well, haven't I already thanked you?"

Yuri tilted his head and thought for a moment.

That rainy night, after the three of them returned home, Annabelle came to his room accompanied by Irene to thank him.

"No. This is not enough, and more importantly..."

Annabell pressed her clenched fist against her chest and spoke with a sad expression.

"I did some very harsh things to you before, and said some very harsh words... I hope I can get your forgiveness."

"I didn't take it to heart."

Yuli answered without hesitation: "I know Teacher Anna very well. Although you were very strict at that time, you must have no ill intentions towards me."

"...Woo."

The more polite words Yuli said, the more ashamed she felt, and the more Annabelle hated her past self.

"Master, can you forgive me?" she asked tremblingly.

Yuri replied with a smile.

"Forgive me or not, Anna, I never held a grudge against you from the beginning, did I?"

Hearing the black-haired boy's pretended lighthearted words, Annabelle felt even more sad.

As Irene said, it is not easy to get the master's forgiveness. I must show more "sincerity"...

"What's wrong, Anna?" Yuli asked with concern.

The purple-haired maid shook her head. She placed her right hand on her chest to feel her racing heartbeat. Her body was slightly bent and her legs unconsciously curled up slightly.

Annabell bit her lip gently, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes because of shame.

——That’s all I can do.

She took a deep breath, then put her hands behind her waist and untied the white apron of her maid outfit.