Chapter 222: Whether You Believe I Am the Reincarnated Frost Queen or Believe He Is a Good Person

"Miss, pets are not allowed inside our shop."

Inside a street-side café that Siman had chosen at random, Lixia, who was holding Yun Mu, had just stepped into the shop when she was intercepted by a male waiter reaching out to stop her.

"This..."

Having never been to a place like a café before, Lixia felt a little at a loss.

She looked down at Yun Mu in her arms; the other party seemed to have heard nothing of what the male waiter said, and was still rubbing her cheek against her own paws as if nothing were the matter.

Although this behavior of hers was perfectly consistent with that of an ordinary cat, for Lixia, she was so anxious that she couldn't even speak clearly.

Fortunately, at this moment, the nobleman Siman, who had brought Lixia and Kamaier to this café, took action.

He casually took three Gold Frost Coins from his pocket and tossed them to the surprised-looking male waiter: "One of these is your tip, and you can give the remaining two to the owner of this café."

"I think you can be a little accommodating, right?"

Hearing the nobleman Siman's words, a fawning smile immediately appeared on the male waiter's face, and his attitude underwent a 180-degree transformation.

"Please, guests, feel free to move about as you like; if you need anything, you can call me over at any time!"

As he spoke, he cleared the way and respectfully invited Lixia, Kamaier, and the nobleman Siman to enter the interior of the café.

Just casually tossing out three Gold Frost Coins—is this the power of money? Lixia and Kamaier looked at the scene unfolding before them in shock. Let alone three Gold Frost Coins, the two of them had grown up without ever even touching what a Gold Frost Coin felt like! And yet, the other party had just casually given them away, and the reason was merely to let Lixia bring a pet into the shop.

"Should I say as expected of a nouveau riche nobleman who started out in business? He really does have money on hand..." Yun Mu sighed silently in her heart.

This guy's spending is even more generous than Brenna's; I don't know if it's just his habit, or if he doesn't carry any currency other than Gold Frost Coins.

Yun Mu thought that perhaps both possibilities were true; after all, judging by his expression, which showed not even a hint of heartache, he was clearly already accustomed to this sort of thing.

Tsk, detestable upstart.

Yun Mu felt inexplicably annoyed in her heart.

"Hmm?"

For some reason, the nobleman Siman, who was walking in front, suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He turned his head and saw the cat being held in Lixia's arms, silently watching him.

An illusion? Not taking the matter to heart, he led everyone to sit casually in a quiet corner of the café, then beckoned the waiter to order.

"Order whatever you like, it's my treat."

Taking the menu from the waiter, Siman scanned it quickly before laying it flat on the table.

After finishing his sentence, he turned his head to look at the man and woman following behind him: "You two as well... all of you, sit down."

"Yes." The female Bloodline following behind Siman bowed her head and sat down to Siman's right side with quite rigid movements.

The male Bloodline on the other side had wanted to say something, but after seeing her like this, he silently swallowed the words he had originally intended to say and sat down to Siman's left side in silence.

"Have you decided?" At this moment, Siman looked at Lixia and Kamaier, who were sitting opposite him, and asked.

"..." Lixia and Kamaier exchanged a glance, their expressions both somewhat embarrassed.

When had the brother and sister ever been to such a place? Let alone ordering, they didn't even know what the drinks and food written on the menu were.

And the prices marked after each item also made the two of them feel terrified.

"Heh, it seems I didn't consider things thoroughly enough." Seeing the two's appearance, Siman felt no surprise in his heart. He chuckled and looked at the waiter waiting to take their order.

"Please bring me a cup of coffee, and prepare a glass of juice for the young lady in front of me. As for her companion, just make it green tea."

"Hmm..." Siman tapped the table lightly with his fingers. After a moment of contemplation, he added: "And bring a chocolate sundae; girls usually like that."

"What about you two, have you decided?" After finishing, he looked at the two beside him.

"I'll have a hot chocolate," the female Bloodline sitting to his right replied without hesitation.

"..."

Hearing her answer, the male Bloodline sitting to Siman's left raised an eyebrow, but in the end, he didn't say anything to her.

"Sigh." With an imperceptible sigh, he looked at the waiter beside him: "Just bring me a cup of green tea."

"Very well."

The waiter held his notepad, recorded everyone's requests on the paper, and then turned and walked toward the café counter.

"That..." After the waiter left, Kamaier spoke up immediately, appearing somewhat urgent.

"Don't be in a hurry." Siman raised his hand and pressed it downward: "Regarding your sister's matter, I can tell you whatever you want to know."

"... Very well." Seeing the expression on Kamaier's face gradually become calm, Siman nodded with satisfaction.

"Inhale, exhale..." Taking a deep breath, Kamaier looked at the man in front of him and asked his first question: "My sister, why exactly did she become like this?"

"A Gift," Siman said without hesitation.

"It is precisely because of the Gift of my Lord that her appearance has changed, and she is even able to obtain power far exceeding that of ordinary people..." He looked at Lixia with a half-smile: "Miss Lixia should have experienced these things personally."

"A Gift..." Kamaier's complexion became exceptionally ugly at this moment. He stood up abruptly, his lips trembling as he looked at the other party: "Y-you are heretics!?"

"There is no essential difference between the True Gods and the Evil Gods; these are merely labels applied by people." Siman rested his hands on the table, the corners of his mouth curling into a faint smile.

"Also, please keep your voice down. Although there won't be many guests in the café during this time, it is ultimately not a good thing if others notice anything unusual."

"Suit yourselves." Kamaier grabbed Lixia's hand and turned to walk out of the café: "I will not have anything to do with any heretics!"

"Eh?" Lixia was dragged off her seat by Kamaier, looking bewildered.

Wasn't it said that they were going to cooperate with Miss Yun and Mr. Dunn to investigate and join the Scarlet Relief Society?

If they left just like this... "Are you sure you want to leave?" Siman was not flustered at all at this moment. He looked calmly at Lixia, who had a somewhat dazed expression: "The Church will not help you. Once they know about your sister's condition, those guys whose heads are full of nothing but eradicating heretics will definitely Purify her."

"On the contrary, as long as your sister joins us, she will receive careful education and cultivation. Both she and you will become Transcendental, obtaining powerful strength, lifespans far exceeding those of ordinary people, and money that you would never be able to earn in your entire lives before this..."

"Think about it carefully, Mr. Kamaier. I can guarantee that your sister is special."

Compared to those ordinary people who are merely infected by the Scarlet Curse, Lixia, being a Bloodline, is indeed very special.

Listening to Siman's Seductive words, Yun Mu thought silently in her heart.

If she were the Leader behind the Scarlet Relief Society, she would indeed cultivate Bloodlines, which are quite precious for early-stage development, with great effort. And in order to win people's hearts, power and money are also indispensable rewards.

In a sense, this guy in front of her is indeed not lying.

Hmph, but how many ordinary people have to die from the Scarlet Curse before a single Bloodline can be born?

This guy's persona is not as good as the facade he puts on, and he is absolutely not as kind as the outside world's evaluation of the Scarlet Relief Society.

If Lixia's luck had been slightly worse, she would have been nothing more than expendable material for the Scarlet Relief Society.

Once the body can no longer withstand the power of the Scarlet Curse, one either dies right then and there, becoming a mindless living corpse, or the craving for blood cannot be satisfied, ultimately becoming lost in the thirst for blood.

Neither one is a good ending.

But then again, if not for the Scarlet Curse, it is hard to say what the outcome would have been when Lixia was dragged away by those thugs back then.

Hmm. Thinking about it carefully, it feels a bit subtle.

Should one say she is lucky? Not only was she not harmed by those thugs, but she instead became a Bloodline, which could be said to have avoided all bad endings at once.

And no matter how her future turns out, the fate of the two siblings working at the harbor docks is likely to be rewritten from this point on.

At the same time, the waiter who had previously recorded everyone's orders returned.

He pushed a small cart, placing the coffee, white sugar, milk, green tea, hot chocolate, and the most important chocolate sundae from the cart onto the dining table.

Was there a conflict during their chat? Looking at Kamaier, who had stood up and grabbed Lixia's hand, about to leave, the young waiter said nothing, but silently analyzed it in his heart.

Earlier, he had felt from their attire that they didn't look like customers capable of spending money at a cafe, so clearly, the man in the fancy clothes was the one paying.

And as for the other party's purpose—the young waiter's gaze lingered on Lixia's face for a moment, and he had already deduced the answer he suspected in his heart.

It seems it's for that girl; is the man holding her hand her family? He was gossiping in his heart, but his face did not reveal any unusual expression.

After placing the items everyone ordered on the table, the waiter pushed his small cart and walked away quickly.

Only, after leaving, he would still frequently cast his gaze toward this side, and based on the reactions of both parties, deduce the conclusion he had guessed.

"No need to rush to give an answer, how about sitting down and thinking for a while longer?"

After the waiter left, Siman raised his hand, gestured for them to sit, and smiled.

"O-okay."

It seemed the previous promise had worked; Kamaier did not forcefully refuse the other party this time, but after showing a conflicted expression, he slowly sat back down in his original seat with Lixia.

He looked down at the table, where the calm, pale green tea reflected his face, which one could tell at a glance was that of a bottom-tier laborer.

Dark skin, the roughness beaten into him by the wind and sun, and the withered, graying blonde hair that had never been cared for.

By comparison, after becoming a Bloodline and her appearance changed, if the two stood together, others would likely never guess they were siblings.

He looked at Lixia beside him, who was currently looking at the huge chocolate sundae in front of her with full anticipation, but being sensible, she didn't reach out to touch it even once.

Kamaier couldn't help but feel stabs of pain in his heart, which also made him make a certain resolution in his heart.

"I will join you!" He grabbed the teacup on the table, drank the tea inside in one gulp, and said with a firm expression.

"The correct choice." Siman showed a satisfied smile and raised his hands to clap.

He looked at Lixia beside Kamaier: "Please enjoy it to your heart's content; after all, it was ordered for you in the first place."

"Can I?" Lixia looked at Kamaier beside her.

"Mm, of course you can." Kamaier nodded, a smile appearing on his face: "After all, Mr. Siman said so."

"Okay."

Hearing Kamaier's words, Lixia raised her hand to pull the huge chocolate sundae closer to her, then grasped the wooden spoon stuck in it.

Before she even brought it to her mouth, her fingers already felt the faint chill escaping from the cup holding the ice cream and chocolate.

"Meow~"

Yun Mu suddenly let out a soft cry, attracting Lixia's attention.

Damn it, this lady wants to eat dessert too.

Why can she only pretend to be a cat and watch from here!

"Does Miss Cat Yun want to eat too?" Almost letting it slip, Lixia asked, looking at Yun Mu's reaction with some curiosity.

"Meow~" Yun Mu naturally couldn't show that she could understand human speech; she just let out another casual cat call.

Although she wasn't quite sure what she meant, relying on intuition, Lixia took out the straw from the juice cup nearby, used it as a stick, lightly scraped some of the ice cream from the top of the sundae, and then held it out in front of Yun Mu.

"Meow?"

Tilting her head in feigned confusion, Yun Mu imitated the appearance of a normal cat, sniffed the scent with her nose, and then stuck out her tongue to lick the ice cream on the straw clean.

"Meow~"

A child worth teaching.

Yun Mu was very satisfied.

Of course, she was only able to do this because she wasn't a normal cat; when dealing with normal cats, you must never feed them strange foods like ice cream~ "Hehe, Miss Lixia is truly kind-hearted." Watching the scene before him, Siman dropped several cubes of white sugar into his coffee cup, poured in a little milk, and praised her while stirring quickly.

This guy doesn't like bitter coffee at all, so why order it? To act cool?

Yun Mu, noticing his actions, complained in her heart.

"Hm?"

Siman's fingers, which were stirring the coffee, paused slightly. For some reason, he suddenly felt that the cat in Lixia's arms sitting across from him seemed to have a look of contempt on its face, quietly watching him.

But soon, he blinked, and that feeling vanished.

Was it an illusion?

Siman thought to himself.

(End of chapter)