They are all characters I control.

"Where to next? What are your plans?" Count Orlando's voice broke the silence in the carriage.

Rosemary glanced out the window. “Back to the church. Bishop Augustine is still waiting for my report.”

She paused, then looked at Lia. "Miss Lia, what about you?"

To be precise, Rosemary wasn't asking about Leah, but about Claire.

Lia thought for a moment. "Let's go back to the Earl's manor."

“Then I’ll take you,” Rosemary said to the coachman. “Let’s go back to the Earl’s mansion first.”

The carriage turned around and headed towards the Earl of Orlando's mansion.

The carriage slowed down after passing through several streets. The coachman's voice came from outside: "Your Excellency, the procession of Knight Commander Karl is ahead."

Earl Orlando lifted the carriage curtain and glanced outside.

In the middle of the street, Knight Commander Karl, riding a black horse, was directing his knights to turn a convoy of prison wagons into the alley next door.

Looking at those prison vans, one could clearly feel the magnitude of the impact of Bishop Augustine's purge; the number of nobles and church members arrested in those vans exceeded ten.

The rows of prison vans were quite conspicuous as they drove through the streets, and the people on both sides applauded and cheered.

During Bishop Simon's time, these were people they had to look up to.

Now he's locked up in a prison van.

It must be said that Bishop Augustine successfully established his image in just a few days.

The Marquis of Rost stood behind him, holding a list and checking something. The Marquis appeared meticulous, as if afraid of making a mistake.

At that moment, Knight Commander Karl noticed them, reined in his horse, and rode over. He stopped beside the carriage and looked down at the people inside.

His gaze first swept over Rosemary, then over Earl Orlando, and finally landed on Leah.

“Miss Liya,” his voice was cold and devoid of any emotion, “what are you doing here?”

Knight Commander Karl still had some doubts about Lia.

However, since Rosemary was present, Commander Karl did not question her directly.

“Send Bishop Simon back.” Leah’s voice tried to remain calm.

Karl glanced at Bishop Simon. Bishop Simon opened his eyes, met Karl's gaze for a moment, and then looked away.

The two did not speak, but the master-servant relationship they once had was completely severed.

Rosemary ended the conversation by saying, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Okay, please be careful, everyone."

Knight Commander Karl made way and watched their carriage leave.

Prince Alvin, who was walking at the back, and the Marquis of Rost gazed at each other from a distance, neither of them speaking.

Chapter 97 You can just change your fiancé

The carriage stopped in front of the Earl's mansion in Orlando, where the maid Anna was already waiting to greet us.

Leah got out of the carriage, followed by Earl Orlando. Rosemary did not get out, but instructed the driver to head towards the church.

As the group turned to enter the mansion, they caught a glimpse of a figure behind them.

Prince Alvin stood at the foot of the stone steps in front of the mansion, head bowed, hands hanging at his sides, like a child who had done something wrong.

Prince Alvin did not get into the carriage on the way there.

He ran back from the church following the carriage, his forehead sweating, his hunting coat stained with dust, and his boots worn raw.

Although there weren't many empty seats at first, Prince Alvin didn't feel comfortable getting into the carriage without being invited after Bishop Simon got off halfway through the journey.

Without saying a word, neither Naria, Earl Orlando, nor Rosemary would take the initiative to invite him.

So Prince Alvin came here; no wonder he looks so disheveled.

Fortunately, he didn't complain about it, which is something to be proud of.

Earl Orlando glanced at him, a slight smile playing on his lips. "This prince is truly persistent."

Rosemary has left; she has no interest in watching such a play, but Earl Orlando is.

She leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, smiling at Leah, then glancing at Prince Alvin. "Leah, shouldn't you take care of this?"

Lia looked at Prince Alvin in front of her, her brows furrowing.

The other party is still outwardly her fiancé, even though she has already expressed her refusal, and the guiding god has also controlled her body to indicate that he wants to annul the engagement and sever his connection with the Marquis of Rost family.

However, although this statement has been made public, it has not been accepted.

In other words, at least other people or nobles accepted Lia's explanation, since His Majesty Darion had been suppressing this matter.

The fact that Prince Alvin was her fiancé was something that Lia was trying to get rid of, but the reason why Prince Alvin was so persistent was to plead for his stepsister Elena.

It wasn't Lia who sent Elena in; in fact, Elena offended Rosemary when she was causing trouble for Lia.

After Rosemary said that her pleas were useless, Prince Alvin immediately followed the advice and went to Lydia to plead for mercy.

This is entirely because they treated Lia as someone easier to talk to. Rosemary told him to get lost, so why would she dare to keep following him like this? It's not just because they saw Lia as someone easier to talk to, someone who would soften her heart if they begged.

He also felt that even though Lia was his fiancée, and he was pleading for her sister, his fiancée would probably help him to some extent.

Even Lia, after experiencing so much, has learned to think more deeply.

Following the guiding spirit, she learned these things through observation and exposure.

Looking at Prince Alvin standing at the bottom of the steps, Lia still hesitated about what to do.

[Lia: My God of Guidance, what should we do? He's still here...]

[Claire: What? You can't bear to trample on others? Being so soft-hearted can easily kill someone.]

[Lia: I...I know.]

Claire: Forget it, if you could be truly vicious, you wouldn't be yourself.

[Lia: I'm sorry, Goddess of Guidance...]

Claire: Well, let him go to the study then. I'll teach him a lesson later.

[Lia: Thank you, God of Guidance!]

Lia snapped out of her reverie and glanced at Prince Alvin, who was staring at her, but she didn't want to talk to him.

“My lord, send him to the study. The God of Guidance will receive him.”

Earl Orlando raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? I'd also like to see how this prince is taught a lesson."

Lia turned and walked into the mansion. Prince Alvin hesitated for a moment, just as he was about to step onto the Earl's steps.

Earl Orlando beckoned to his maid, Anna. "Anna, take His Highness to the study. Miss Leah needs to change."

Anna bowed and walked up to Prince Alvin. "Your Highness, this way please."

Prince Alvin breathed a sigh of relief; he had just been trying to plead with Earl Orlando for permission.

Now that Earl Orlando hasn't kicked him out, he's saved himself some trouble.

“Thank you, Earl.” Prince Alvin followed Anna.

Leah went upstairs and into her room. Earl Orlando followed behind her, closing the door behind him.

Leah stood in front of the mirror, and Count Orlando leaned over and placed his hand on Leah's shoulder, admiring her exquisite face in the mirror.

"Look at our Lia, she's so beautiful. You know how charming you are? A prince followed you home like a puppy, and the royal family is unwilling to break off the engagement."

As he spoke, Count Orlando stroked Lya's long golden hair.

Her deep blue eyes, fair skin, and slender waist all exude the air of a noble lady.

So although the compliment I just gave was a joke, it was definitely not a lie; Lia is indeed very beautiful.

"Really?" Liya felt that her aunt's reaction was a bit of a compliment.

She had seen this face for over a decade and was already used to it, so she didn't think she was particularly beautiful.

Perhaps this is because during her many years growing up in the Rost family, she was never praised and was often ridiculed.

This made Lia less concerned about her appearance; she preferred a stable life to her looks.

"I'm not as outstanding as my aunt said, but maybe I'm a little better now than before."

Before, her eyes were timid, evasive, like a frightened fawn. Now, there is a light in those eyes, not a holy light, but something sharper.

Where did this change come from? Lia knew perfectly well.

Today, so many people respect and fear themselves, but the one they truly respect and fear is their guiding spirit. The changes in their eyes and demeanor are also due to the existence of this guiding spirit.

"Oh? It seems our Lia has finally grown up and even has confidence now?" Earl Orlando joked.

The Lia before me has indeed changed a lot compared to before. If it were before, she would never have admitted that she might have become a little better.

"What strange things are you saying? Honestly, Auntie, please go out, I need to change my clothes."

As she spoke, Lia walked to the side, pulled the curtain closed, and began to unbutton her dress.

Count Orlando leaned against the doorframe, making no attempt to avoid the situation; after all, they were all women.

She looked at the small part of Lia's upper body peeking out from behind the curtain, watched Lia take off her coat, unbutton her shirt, revealing her fair shoulders and collarbone, and suddenly smiled.

Earl Orlando looked at her and suddenly asked, "Don't you like Prince Alvin's fiancé?"

Lia paused for a moment. "What fiancé? I've never heard of a fiancé."

Earl Orlando laughed. "What if you replaced your fiancé with that guiding god?"

Lia's face flushed red instantly.

Chapter 98 You are all very good

"Auntie! What are you saying?!"

Count Orlando suddenly said he would change his fiancé to the God of Guidance, which made Leah's heart race.

Seeing his niece's reaction, Earl Orlando's smile deepened.

"Otherwise, how can you change clothes so casually every day? Oh right, there's no need to hide it, since he's already seen you anyway."

“Before this, you didn’t even know he existed, yet he knew so much about you.”

"So, even though Lia keeps her distance from other men, she is completely unguarded with her guiding god."

Lia's face turned as red as a boiled shrimp. "Auntie!"

She had almost gotten used to not thinking about the guiding god when changing clothes, but Count Orlando suddenly exposed her secret.

“Isn’t that so?” Earl Orlando tilted his head.

Lia blushed and opened her mouth, unable to utter a rebuttal.

She bit her lip and ignored her aunt.

Inevitably, her heart started beating faster, and she slowed down her changing, because she really needed to cover herself up a bit.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Earl Orlando leaned closer. "So, what do you think of him?"

Lia was taken aback. "What do you mean, how?"

"Claire, what do you think of him?" Earl Orlando said with a smile. "He's controlled your body for so long, you should know a little about him, right? Is he a good person or a bad person? Is he old or young? What does he look like?"

Lia shook her head. "I don't know."

"do not know?"

“He never tells me anything about himself,” Leah said in a low voice. “All I know is that he is knowledgeable, very capable, and also… fierce.”

"fierce?"

“He often calls me an idiot.” Lia lowered her head.

Earl Orlando laughed. "That's true. You are indeed a bit foolish."

Her aunt's words were like a small knife, piercing precisely into Liya's heart.

Lia bit her lip, offering no rebuttal.