You are all my wings!

Is this still the same Miss Milia who is so proud and arrogant?

Relying on being the only daughter of the Marquis of Rhine, coupled with her sweet and beautiful appearance, and being the most favored by the Marquis of Rhine, she has always been unrestrained and domineering. No one in the family dares to disobey her, and there is no way to make her listen to them.

The butler remembered that when Miss Milia first saw Terena, she said, "She's someone who, though not as good as me, is someone I can make friends with."

But when she arrogantly asked Therina to be her friend and Therina refused, her anger was so intense that it was no exaggeration to describe it as raging.

So today, after many days, Milia is coming to show off her power, and the butler is already prepared to secretly apologize to Knight Langley.

Unexpectedly, the arrogant and proud Miss Milia gave in to this silver-haired man so easily.

He thought to himself: Indeed, reasoning depends on the person and the skill. This person seemed to be speaking casually, but Miss Milia listened to him immediately. There must be a lot of skill hidden in his words. I still have a lot to learn.

Thinking of this, the butler's eyes showed admiration.

As they were talking, he noticed the silver-haired man approaching, crouching down to look at Miss Milia more closely. To his astonishment, Milia's eyes revealed a hint of shyness and anticipation.

What is the young lady expecting?

Then, the butler heard the other person say:

"So, my lovely lady, what do you think you should do now?"

Then he saw Milia's eyes, which seemed to be filled with a sense of being captivated.

Chapter 337 Therina: But all I need is you.

“I… I should apologize to Terena.”

Milia took a breath and gave a slight bow to Terena, lifting the hem of her skirt.

"I'm sorry, Terena. I shouldn't have called you a nuisance, and I shouldn't have laughed at you. Actually...actually..."

At the end, she suddenly hesitated, lowered her head, and mumbled a few words.

Although Terena is intelligent, Milia can't read lips when she looks down.

"She said she wanted you to be her friend, Terena."

Milia looked up sharply at Leon, her dark green eyes glaring at him, a slight blush creeping onto her cheeks.

How could he possibly hear my voice, which was barely audible?

And he said it so directly!

hateful!

Terena pouted. "Leon's here again. Why are you flirting with me again? Do you know how much your previous moves were effective against girls other than me?"

As far as she knows, little girls this age have already begun to fantasize about love stories with elves and princes.

Although Milia may seem like a difficult brat, according to Terena's observation, she is actually just a little girl who relies on her father's favor to act recklessly. Her difficulty mainly stems from not encountering anyone who can stop her from being arrogant.

“I don’t have time to play house with you, Milia. If all you’ve got to brag about is receiving the Second Saintess’s baptism, then you’ve done your bragging. You can go back now.”

Terena coldly rejected Milia, ignoring Milia's pouting expression, and pulled Leon inside.

In fact, she thought Milia would fly into a rage as usual, but strangely, Milia's eyes were wet with tears today.

Did my rejection really hurt her feelings?

But I really don't want to hang out with anyone other than Lyon.

Leon didn't move; instead, he suddenly picked Terena up and put her on his shoulders.

Terena was a little puzzled, but having grown quite used to sitting on Leon's shoulders lately, she simply blinked and whispered in Leon's ear:

"You womanizing scoundrel, what are you trying to do?"

"As we agreed before, I'll take you outside for a walk."

"But didn't you say you were going to do a divination for Mother?"

Terena wasn't unwilling to go out with Leon; she was just afraid that if they stayed out too long, something might happen again, like the day before yesterday, and they'd be delayed again.

"First, get some fresh, high-level (fourth or fifth tier) monster meat, cook it at your house, and get yourself in good condition before starting the divination."

Leon looked at Milia and smiled:

“Miss Milia, it’s a pity you couldn’t become friends with Terena, but friendship doesn’t necessarily need to be invited. When the time is right, you will naturally become friends. You see, Terena used to hate me, but now she doesn’t say anything when I hug her like this.”

As he spoke, Leon lifted Terena high in the air, leaving Terena speechless. Yet, in her speechlessness, she also felt that lifting her up wasn't so bad, as if she were riding on top of this womanizing villain Leon and punishing him severely.

However, she didn't want to admit it, nor did she want Milia to see how her feelings had changed, so she deliberately turned her face cold and looked away.

As she pondered Leon's words, the aggrieved look on Milia's face slowly disappeared.

“Miss Milia, I suggest you come here often if you have the chance. If you want to learn magic, I can teach you some while I’m teaching Terena.”

Leon gave Milia a knowing look, then vanished from the spot while holding Terena.

Milia stared blankly in the direction Leon had vanished, thinking to herself, "If only my father were as gentle, considerate, and charming as him."

The butler coughed lightly:

"Miss Milia, it's time to go back."

Milia looked at the butler and asked:

"Butler, do you know his name?"

"I didn't have time to ask just now, but silver hair is a rare hair color. He is so outstanding in appearance and so strong. He can just disappear at a speed that I can't keep up with. He must be a famous expert. I'll find out when I ask him."

"Yes, I'm counting on you, Uncle Butler. Please remember to find out the answer."

Milia suddenly smiled sweetly.

Upon seeing Milia's unusually sweet smile, which was undeniably charming and lovely, the butler felt a distinct sense of unease. He knew that the young lady was probably forcing herself to smile at him, as she usually only smiled like that at her closest elders.

For example, the Marquis of Rhine, Madame Timia, and so on.

"Yes, Miss."

"By the way, Uncle Butler, why is Terena so indifferent to my meeting with the Second Saintess? The Saintess is so holy and noble, and so widely praised."

Milia asked again.

As followers of Astalia, the vast majority of people would not doubt that the saintess's esteem was higher than that of most nobles, and by a significant margin.

Only the princesses and princes who inherit the highest ranks of the imperial family can be considered equals to the Holy Maiden.

The butler pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps it's because she has someone as outstanding as the silver-haired man by her side... Silver-haired? Speaking of which, news has been circulating throughout the capital recently that the Second Princess, Princess Ophimaso, seems to be preparing to marry a silver-haired man. I wonder if it's related to him."

As soon as the butler finished speaking, he noticed that Miss Milia beside him stared wide-eyed as if she had lost her soul.

His feelings suddenly became complicated. He thought to himself that he hoped the Marquis of Rhine wouldn't find anything unusual when he returned. His beloved little princess had actually been bewitched by a stranger he had only met once.

……

Leon, carrying Therena, quickly appeared in front of the magnificent and towering Astalia Cathedral, the largest and most conspicuous cathedral in the central district.

In front of the church stands a graceful 18-meter-tall female statue, which is the statue of the goddess Astalia.

Behind it stands a towering cathedral with needle-like spires, exuding solemnity and majesty. Its dark walls rise vertically in perfect symmetry, and its metal frames gleam with a cold, hard light. Just standing in front of the cathedral inspires awe and a sense of reverence, as one is deeply oppressed by this behemoth-like structure.

Why did you say that to Milia just now?

After landing, Terena suddenly asked a question.

“I know you want to spend as much time alone as possible and don’t want to waste time on these useless social chatter, but friends are more important than you think. In this life, you can’t live without one or two friends who you can talk to and who can help you.”

Lyon said casually.

In reality, he had only tested and found that Miria was not a bad person at heart and admired Terena. In addition, Terena did need one or two sources to understand more about the outside world, so he just mentioned it casually.

After all, he had no recollection of this little girl in his previous life, and didn't even know which noble family she came from.

Terena paused, as if cutting off many hesitations in her mind, and said softly, "But I only need you."

[Character Therina's affection level +7%, current affection level 80%]

Chapter 338 Tumoria: What's with this strange atmosphere between these two?

Leon was surprised; after Terena said those words, his favorability rating for her suddenly increased significantly.

Is this a statement of determination?

He seemed to understand something and said:

"Terena, if you can still say that when you're truly grown up, then I'll acknowledge what you're saying."

Terena pursed her lips:

“My mind and mentality have long since matured.”

"But if your body hasn't grown up yet, you haven't really grown up."

"Then I'll remember what you said. You wait, I'll never forget it for the rest of my life."

Leon chuckled. "What's with the kid pretending to be an adult?"

Even if you have amazing brainpower, as you study more and more things in the future, it's hard to say whether those words you remember from childhood will gradually be swept away into the dust of memory and fall into the depths of your mind.

However, since it is Terena after all, her intellect may become even more terrifying when she grows up, so Leon did not make any comments. There is a high probability that he would be proven wrong if he did.

“Let’s go. Milia was just bragging to you about meeting the Second Saintess, wasn’t she? Well, I’ll take you to see the Third Saintess, and if you can, I’ll let you see the First Saintess too. Let Milia brag all she wants.”

Lyon smiled and took Terena's little hand, then stepped forward.

After all, it is the central cathedral of the Vatican headquarters, and its style is too solemn. It would be too disrespectful to let a little girl ride on his shoulders to walk in.

"You also know the First Saintess?"

Terena was surprised. It wasn't enough that she was so familiar with the Third Saintess; she also knew the First Saintess and was confident that she could be introduced to her.

It's important to understand that within the Papacy system, even a duke (whose succession requirements are the same as those for a prince, both being sixth-rank) might not find it easy to meet the Holy Maiden if they lack strength and reputation.

After all, there are also dukes who are not quite there. For example, some dukes barely made it to the sixth rank by relying on the legacy of their ancestors and their achievements in governing their territories. The next generation of such dukes will most likely lose their title.

Of course, even if someone is a mediocre spellcaster, even if they are only at the fifth rank, they shouldn't be considered too weak.

After all, starting with intermediate magic, the learning difficulty is exceptionally high.

The difficulty of learning advanced magic is even more outrageous.

On the contrary, some combat skills have been modified over many generations, resulting in many simplified versions. As a result, the upper limit of warriors is not low, but the lower limit is often lowered by various inferior products.

As for spellcasting, apart from a few magical families, such as the Hoynpis family (the Chiron family) and the Von Teihes family (the Timia family), which have developed a mature set of learning techniques, the vast majority of spellcasters do not have the talent to learn advanced or higher-level spells.

Alternatively, within the court magicians' corps, there is a strict system of inherited knowledge that can only be learned by accumulating enough merit and following the right leader.

In his previous life, Leon also seduced many people in the sect in order to learn magic.

In this life, he successfully navigated the family path of the Chiron Library. Although he only learned the basics of magic and did not learn any secret techniques, the various modes made things much simpler.

"We didn't know each other before, but we suddenly met today. Isn't that strange?"

Leon pulled Terena along as they continued on their way.

"You met me today, and you can immediately introduce me?"

A look of doubt flashed across Terena's eyes.

How did this womanizing scoundrel manage to hook up with her?

"These details are not important."

As they spoke, the two stepped into the cathedral.

In front of the cathedral is a nave large enough to accommodate thousands of believers. Above it are flying buttresses made of magical materials. In every direction, there are round pillars as wide as houses. The dome is decorated with colorful stained-glass windows and small stained glass windows pieced together from countless lead strips.

People inside feel as small as ants, which easily highlights the grandeur and sacredness of the cathedral.

This place is only open to the public during special periods, but Lyon had an identity card given to him by Britta, which was printed with her personal emblem. The guards at the door did not stop him and let him in, their expressions solemn and respectful.

The power of the Third Holy Maiden is evident.

Lyon and Britta agreed to meet at the rear hall, where the saintess had her own private meditation room, where Britta usually conducted her daily practice.

Incidentally, the nine saints take turns appearing in the cathedral, and when needed, they will proclaim miracles to the believers, demonstrating the mercy and love of the saints.