The charity performance was a great success.

Long after Zervanie and Dorothy had left, many fans were still parading through the streets, holding banners.

They shouted Zervanie's and Dorothy's names, feeling that the collaboration between these two popular beautiful girls was unexpectedly good.

Zervanie's fans believed that Zervanie was like a big sister taking care of Her Highness Dorothy.

Meanwhile, Dorothy's fans thought that although Her Highness Dorothy was a princess, she had no airs at all and could become good friends with the noble Zervanie.

Both sides won.

The parade procession was long, but it wouldn't reach the Mist District.

Because the people here were mostly busy with their livelihoods and had no time to participate in parades.

---

Mist District, Felyn's home.

Hermi lay on Felyn's lap, licking its fur.

Outside the window, it was already dark. Felyn's shadow was cast on the floor, constantly flickering.

The aroma of black tea filled the room, very reassuring.

"What are you looking at?"

Daiyi walked down the stairs, the hem of her white floral nightdress swaying gently with her movements.

The damp ends of her hair carried the scent of rose bath salts. A few drops of water slid down the delicate line of her neck, pausing briefly in the hollow of her collarbone.

When she lifted her hand to tuck her wet hair behind her ear, her exposed dark green eyes seemed to have been polished bright by the moisture, still shining even in the dark night.

"Nothing."

Felyn propped his cheek with one hand and replied to Daiyi.

It was a message from Zervanie just now. She was explaining how Her Highness the Princess had snatched her communication sigil, and then how she had heroically snatched it back.

But Felyn still didn't reply. He hoped Zervanie would gradually lose her enthusiasm and stop being infatuated with him.

Dorothy hadn't come looking for trouble with Felyn either.

When the king saw that she was well enough to attend the charity performance, he immediately arranged many political tasks for her. Receiving nobles, visiting soldiers on the frontier, attending civil activities to enhance the royal family's prestige—all required her personal presence.

All the work that had piled up during her half-month rest had to be made up.

No wonder Dorothy disliked the king. Felyn really suspected whether Dorothy was the king's biological daughter.

It would be awkward if it turned out Dorothy was the Demon King's daughter.

Hermi yawned on Felyn's lap, then prepared to take a nap.

Felyn stroked its head, his gaze falling on a name in his communication sigil.

Pink-haired, Cold, Socially Anxious

Felyn now felt a little like changing Viloti's nickname. Changing it to "Seventh-Tier Sigil" would better match Viloti's personality of throwing sigils at the slightest disagreement.

This little pink-haired girl, usually quiet, was truly ready for action when things happened.

But always throwing sigils wasn't good either; it was too extreme. He should change this habit of hers in the future.

Felyn looked at his chat with Viloti, which had stopped at "see you tomorrow" last week. The two hadn't messaged each other for a long time.

He didn't know how long Viloti planned to avoid him.

Felyn couldn't proactively ask Viloti either, because Viloti was actually very sensitive inside. At such a critical moment, any unusual action from him would make her suspicious.

It was better to do nothing at all; that way, he wouldn't make a mistake.

"Daiyi, what did you and Adeline talk about this afternoon?"

Felyn stopped thinking about other things. He got up and went to the kitchen, brought out the brewed black tea, and placed it on the dining table.

"We talked about a lot. What do you want to hear?"

Felyn thought for a moment and felt that no matter what Daiyi said, it would surely be something bad. "Forget it, don't say it. Since it's already happened, I'd rather play deaf."

"What kind of person do you take me for? I would only push Adeline towards you, not push her away from you."

Daiyi pulled a notebook from the pile of books on her right and prepared to start her research work.

"It was nothing much," she glanced at Felyn and began to explain. "Adeline said she likes you a lot, but she didn't ask me to play matchmaker."

"And you?"

"Me? I was jealous."

Daiyi closed her notebook, her gaze meeting Felyn's in mid-air.

In their eyes, each saw the other's reflection.

Felyn couldn't tell if Daiyi was telling the truth or lying, nor did he know the meaning behind her words.

"Really? Then what do you plan to do?"

"What else can I do? I'm leaving soon anyway. Although I'll miss you very much, I won't delay your carefree and happy life. I can only bear the pain and push my beloved man towards another girl. Thinking about it this way, aren't I quite great?"

As Daiyi spoke, the smile on her face grew fainter.

Because that was truly what she thought.

Hearing Adeline whisper in her ear how much she liked Felyn, an emotion she had never felt before gradually rose in Daiyi's heart.

She didn't know if she was jealous, didn't know if she was a little unhappy because she heard another girl's love for Felyn.

Daiyi didn't delve into this emotion, because she was destined to leave. Whether she was jealous or not, her feelings for Felyn should just remain a mystery forever.

That way, at least at the moment she became the Divine Child, there would be no regrets in her heart, no expectations.

Besides, even if she really was jealous, so what? Was she going to have a love affair with Felyn that had a countdown timer?

That would be too tragic.

Even Daiyi felt that such a story was not good.

Therefore, Daiyi felt she wouldn't have a further relationship with Felyn. Staying at this budding stage was also quite good.

"Daiyi, that plan about the Demon King's daughter you mentioned before, are there still spots available?" Felyn brought it up.

"The Demon King's daughter?!" Daiyi suddenly looked up at Felyn, unsure of what he wanted to do. "Why do you ask?"

"Uh, if I said it was for money or to get extra points on an exam, would you believe me?" Felyn had never seen Daiyi observe his expression so seriously before. It felt as if she would know every thought in his mind.

Forget it, I can't hide it anyway. This Daiyi can see right through me.

"Just to save someone. Although I know this reason is a bit exaggerated, that's the truth."

Felyn wanted to say that signing a contract with the Demon King's daughter could save himself, but he was afraid Daiyi would guess it was related to one of his clients, so he simply said "save someone."

Save someone?

This thought appeared in Daiyi's mind.

Who does Felyn want to save?

Could it be... me?

Daiyi's fingertips unconsciously tightened on the lace trim of her nightdress. Even her breathing became cautious.

She subconsciously bit her lower lip but couldn't suppress the accelerating frequency of her heartbeat.

Her eyelashes were lowered, but they couldn't hide the deepening blush on her cheeks.

"Daiyi, wait, are you okay?"

"Hmm?"

"Why do you look like you want to marry me?" Felyn teased Daiyi as usual, making a joke that only the two of them shared.

"R-Really?"

Daiyi touched her face, a little dazed.

Could it be that I want to marry Felyn?

(End of Chapter)