You are all my wings...

Is this still my own very proud and arrogant Miss Milia?

Because she was the only daughter of the Marquis of Rhine and had a sweet and beautiful appearance, she was the Marquis of Rhine's favorite. She was always unscrupulous and reckless. No one in the family gave her any leeway, and no one could make her obey.

The butler still remembers that when Miss Milia first saw Terena, she said, "She is a friend 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 ready to come and show off her power, and the butler is already prepared to secretly apologize to Knight Langley.

Unexpectedly, the arrogant and haughty Miss Milia succumbed 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 involved. 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 walk over, squat down, and look at Miss Milia more closely. To his surprise, 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, lovely lady, what do you think you should do now?"

Then he saw Milia's eyes, which seemed to have fallen into a state of utter despair.

Chapter 337 Therina: But all I need is you.

“I…I should apologize to Terena.”

Milia took a breath and gave Treina a slight bow, 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 became hesitant, lowering her head and mumbling a few words.

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

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

Milia abruptly looked up 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 they just said it out loud!

How despicable!

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

This little girl, as far as she knows, has already begun to fantasize about love stories with fairies and princes.

Although Milia seems like a difficult little brat, according to Trena's observation, she is actually just a little girl who only knows how to act recklessly because she is spoiled by her father. Her difficulty mainly stems from not meeting anyone who can stop her from being arrogant.

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

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

In fact, she had expected Milia to 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 up Terena and put her on his shoulders.

Terena was a little puzzled, but since she had gotten 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 monster meat (level four or five), cook it at your house, get it in good condition, and then start the divination."

Leon looked at Milia and smiled:

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

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; it gave her the feeling of riding on top of Leon, this womanizing villain, and punishing him severely.

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

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

“Miss Milia, I suggest you come here often in the future. If you want to learn magic, I can teach you a little bit when I'm teaching Treina.”

Leon gave Milia a knowing look, then vanished from the spot while carrying 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 disappear in a flash at a speed that I can't even keep up with. He must be a famous master. I'll find out when I ask him."

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

Milia suddenly smiled sweetly.

Upon seeing Milia's unusually sweet smile, which was so delicate and lovely, the butler felt a very serious sense of incongruity. He knew that this young lady was probably forcing herself to smile at him, because she usually only smiled like that at her truly close elders.

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

"Yes, sir, as you command."

"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, most people would not doubt that the saint's esteem was higher than that of most nobles, and by a great deal.

Only the princesses and princes who inherit the top ranks can be considered equals to the Holy Maiden.

The butler pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps it's because she has such an outstanding person by her side, like the silver-haired man... 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 has anything to do with 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 got back. 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 them stands a towering cathedral with needle-like spires, exuding a solemn and majestic aura. Its dark walls rise vertically in perfect symmetry, with metal frames gleaming 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 be alone as much 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.

Actually, he only tested and found that Miria was not a bad person at heart and admired Terena. In addition, Terena did need one or two windows 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 Tu Moliya: What's with this strange atmosphere between these two?

To Leon's surprise, his favorability rating for Terena suddenly increased dramatically after she said those words.

Is this a statement of determination?

He seemed to understand something and said:

"Terena, if you can still say that when you're really grown up, then I'll agree with what you've said."

Terena pursed her lips:

"My brain and mind have long since matured."

"But if your body hasn't grown up yet, you're still not truly grown up."

“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 an amazing brain, as you study more and more things in the future, it's hard to say whether those words you supposedly memorized in childhood will gradually be swept away as dust and fall into the depths of your mind.

However, since it was Terena after all, her intellect might become even more terrifying as she grew up, so Leon didn't say anything. There was a high chance he would be proven wrong if he did.

“Let’s go. Just now, Milia was bragging to you that she had met the Second Saintess, right? Well then, I’ll take you to meet the Third Saintess, and if possible, I’ll let you meet the First Saintess as well, so Milia can brag for nothing.”

Lyon smiled and took Terena's little hand, taking a step 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's system, even a duke (whose succession requirements are the same as those for a prince, both being sixth-rank) might not have an easy time meeting a saint if they lack strength and reputation.

After all, there are also dukes who are not quite up to par, such as those who barely made it to the sixth rank by relying on the legacy of their ancestors and their achievements in governing their territories. Such people are very likely to lose their title in the next generation.

Of course, even if someone is a mediocre spellcaster, even if they are only at the fifth level, 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 insane.

On the contrary, some combat skills have been revised many times and simplified versions have emerged. 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 (Kelon family) and the von Tihurs family (Timia family), which have already figured out a mature learning method, 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 within the sect in order to learn magic.

In this life, he successfully navigated the family path of the Kairon Library. Although he only learned the basics of magic and not the secret techniques, the various modes made things much easier.

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

Leon pulled Terena along as they continued on their way.

"You can introduce me right after we met today?"

A look of doubt flashed across Terena's eyes.

How did you manage to hook up with that womanizing scoundrel?

"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 monster materials. In every direction, there are round pillars as wide as a house. The dome is decorated with colorful stained-glass windows and 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 tag 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 Saintess is evident.

Lyon and Britta agreed to meet at the rear sanctuary, 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 perform miracles for the believers, demonstrating the mercy and love of the saints.