Chapter 671 : The Horn of Battle Has Sounded

"I understand. Thank you, Karom."

Royal Capital District, Royal Academy, Viloti's dormitory.

After hanging up the communication art seal, Viloti looked at Zervanie in the living room.

"Felyn... he's on a date with a girl again. They're eating at a restaurant right now."

"How strange," Zervanie shrugged, hugging a doll on the sofa. Her long, wet hair from her recent shower draped behind her. "I'm not surprised at all. I'd be surprised if Felyn didn't have a girl by his side."

"Besides that Miss Fiorella, there's also a maid with him."

"A m-maid?! No way, that guy Felyn will definitely do something to that maid. I know all too well how much of a pervert he is." Zervanie panicked.

"Felyn is not a pervert," Viloti retorted, standing her ground.

Zervanie pursed her lips. "Alright, alright, Lady Viloti, your boyfriend Felyn is the best man in the world, okay? By the way, aren't you worried at all?"

"It's Felyn's freedom to be with whomever he wants. I've already told him that."

"Then why are you still monitoring him?"

Viloti fell silent.

Her shoulders trembled. Pretending not to hear, she stiffly turned to go back to her room.

"Viloti, don't pretend you didn't hear. It's perfectly normal for you to be jealous. Felyn might even like it when you're jealous."

"R-really?" Viloti turned to look at Zervanie, her amber eyes slowly starting to glow.

"Yes. You've blasted other girls with your divine art so many times, and Felyn wasn't angry at all. Speaking of which... you and Her Highness Dorothy feel so similar... so terrifying."

"Felyn said I'm not Dorothy. He said I'm just not talkative, that I'm..." Viloti thought for a moment, finally remembering that strange term, "He said I'm a 'pink-cut-black'."

"'Pink-cut-black'? What's that?" Zervanie shook her head. Who knew if this term was some little inside joke between the two of them, so she didn't plan to delve deeper. "Viloti, that maid should be the one we saw at Her Highness Dorothy's manor, right? Her Highness has already made her move. If we don't make a move soon, Felyn will fall for someone else."

Zervanie stood up and held up a finger. "If Felyn is snatched away by another girl, we won't have a chance."

"Felyn likes me. I don't need to snatch him."

"..." Zervanie felt a pain in her chest.

In the past, to team up with Adelina, Zervanie often said this to her. Now, she had said it to Viloti out of habit, forgetting that Viloti was already Felyn's lover.

Wait, Adelina has probably gotten together with Felyn by now too. The two of them live in the villa together every day; feelings must have developed over time.

There are four people in Felyn's team. Adelina and Viloti are already Felyn's lovers. Only... only I am the extra one?

Only I... only I have lost?

No, no, no, I can't lose. Felyn should be mine too.

First and second place have been taken by others. I'll take third!

There was already gossip from the Empire's side. The joint investigation team has been investigating for over half a month and has confirmed that it was Flos who used evil arts and betrayed the Church of Samsara.

It was currently the period of the Hero's Festival. The Royal Capital District would be sealed for at most another week. After a week, the King would lift the lockdown.

A week is very fast. When the time comes, I, Zervanie, will be the first to appear by Felyn's side.

Felyn hasn't seen me for so long, he must miss me a lot. I'll take the opportunity to throw myself into his arms, he'll definitely hold me, and then... and then... hehehehe.

Seeing Zervanie's expression at this moment, Viloti clutched her chest and took two steps back.

Why does the songstress seem so perverted right now?

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Holmhot District, Ster Restaurant.

After walking out of the restaurant, Fiorella finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the hour she had just spent in the restaurant, she had been careful in every way, afraid that her behavior would be improper and embarrass Felyn.

"It was tough, wasn't it?" Felyn followed behind Fiorella and also let out a long sigh, mimicking her.

Fiorella blinked, constantly wiping her hair with her hand. "Y-yes, a little. I've never been to a place like this..."

"I rarely come either. Thanks to you, I wouldn't have had the chance otherwise."

"I-is that so..."

The two of them, no, the three of them walked through the streets of Holmhot, heading towards Fiorella's home.

"By the way, since I've been on a date with you, it's better to buy something for Lina."

"Mr. Felyn, you don't have to trouble yourself."

At Felyn's insistence, Fiorella eventually walked into a jewelry store with him.

Fiorella usually liked to browse such stores, but this experience was completely different.

Just like the other couples in the store, she and Felyn also looked like a couple in the eyes of others.

This thought made Fiorella's head feel dizzy. She only knew to follow behind Felyn, not daring to look up at all.

"Your face is so red. Is it too hot in the store?"

"No, no." Fiorella fiddled with her hair and quickly averted her gaze.

"Try this." Felyn handed her a light blue hair clip. "I see you usually like to wear hair clips. You might like this."

Fiorella was stunned for a moment. So Mr. Felyn has been paying attention to me.

She took off her own hair clip, and her hair fell smoothly onto her shoulders.

"You look good with your hair down too."

Hearing Felyn's words, Fiorella let out a small cry, a whimper escaping her throat, then put on the hair clip Felyn had given her.

Two faces appeared in the mirror at the same time.

The familiar self, and the unfamiliar Mr. Felyn.

However, under the soft light of the store, that face was no longer unfamiliar.

"D-do I look good?" She looked up slightly. Although her eyes subconsciously dodged, she still tried to find the answer on Felyn's face.

"You look good, you look good."

"It's because Mr. Felyn has good taste."

"No, no, it's because you're pretty and have a good head shape."

The two smiled at each other, and the atmosphere became somewhat ambiguous.

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Fiorella and Felyn walked back onto the street. She felt that the usually long walk home seemed to have ended in just ten minutes tonight.

By the time she came to her senses, the hustle and bustle of Holmhot had long since disappeared into the distance, and under her feet was a path covered in grease and weeds.

She and Felyn had talked all the way, from Lina to work, complaining to each other about the pains of life.

She said she could never wake up in the morning and needed to soak her face in a basin of cold water to wake up.

She said she was worried about Lina's education. She would help her neighbors mend clothes after work to earn Lina's school fees.

She said there was a dress she really wanted to buy, and she only needed to save another 70 crowns to buy it. Then she could go out with Felyn and not be looked at with strange eyes by everyone.

All this time, she had been carrying the family, but she also needed someone to confide in.

She couldn't talk to her neighbors about these things, but she could pour her heart out to Felyn, a stranger. After all, Mr. Felyn would leave after the contract ended.

This was something Fiorella had never experienced before, something that left a deeper impression on her than the high-end restaurant.

"Mr. Felyn, you can just drop me off here." Fiorella licked her somewhat dry lips and gave a smile that Felyn had never seen on her face before.

"I'll give you my coat. Just hang it on your balcony at home. As soon as your uncle sees it, he'll definitely ask you whose coat it is. That way, he won't find out about our relationship too deliberately."

Fiorella took the coat, which still held Felyn's body heat, and held it tightly in her hands, afraid of dropping it.

Her long-standing habit of doing laundry made her subconsciously sniff the coat in front of Felyn.

It had a hint of sunshine.

Wait, no!

"M-Mr. Felyn, I-I-I-I didn't mean to, I-I-I-I... sob... I'm going home, Mr. Felyn!" She turned and fled, covering her face with the coat.

But after running a few steps, she stopped, standing in the narrow alley like a single flower among the weeds.

Fiorella turned around, her face flushed red, and said to Felyn, "Mr. Felyn, thank you. Today... today I was very happy."

Without waiting for Felyn's reply, Fiorella turned and ran home in escape.

So embarrassing, sob sob sob.

It wasn't until the familiar lights and corner appeared that Fiorella stopped, her hair sticking to her panting lips.

Thinking about everything that happened tonight, Fiorella's steps became much lighter.

She pushed open the rusty gate and walked into the simple but tidy courtyard.

The moonlight poured onto the ground, turning this place into a bone-chillingly cold land.

"Crash!"

The sound of a wine bottle shattering came from the room, forcefully tearing the smile and blush from Fiorella's face.

"Where the hell did your sister go?! Where's Fiorella? I'm telling you, if you can't find Fiorella, you can sleep outside tonight!"

"Uncle, sister went... went on a date..."

The uncle's curses and Lina's cries made Fiorella freeze in place.

Darkness instantly swallowed her, only the heart protected by the coat was not contaminated.

[End of Chapter]